Chapter 191: Lord General, fortune telling (43-44)

"I have seen General Yan, I have seen Master of the National Normal University."

The two deputy commanders of the Imperial Guard shook their hands and saluted them respectfully.

"Master, the emperor has encountered a weird thing recently and needs guidance from Master."

One of them said with a calm voice and nodded, "After I have also asked the Master of the National Normal University to handle the affairs of this border, with the generals and Han Taigong, quickly return to the imperial city to meet Sheng'an."

"……what."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but opened his eyes blankly.

Immediately, he quietly looked at the same stunned man beside him, with a little embarrassed expression in his eyes.

Is this going to leave...

"Hmm!"

Seeing both of them were silent and stagnant, Han Taigong chuckled lightly, then suddenly covered his mouth, coughing lightly, breaking the silence.

Immediately, he stepped forward slowly, raised his eyebrows towards Yan Heng, his eyes curled, "Heng'er, for the specific situation, let's find a place where there are no other people and wait for details."

...

Inside the camp general's tent.

"Hi, don't be so nervous, just relax, relax!"

Seeing the two young men sitting awkwardly and staring at them with a serious face, Han Taigong couldn't help laughing helplessly and waved his hands at the two of them.

"...Grandfather, it's not a trivial matter to let the emperor invite you to come in person!"

The more Yan Heng thought about it, the tighter he felt in his heart. The big palms holding the little guy's little hands trembled slightly with tension and sweated.

He couldn't help sighing and urged again, "Grandson has cleared all outsiders to a hundred feet away, you can say it!"

"Okay, look at you..."

Taigong Han shook his head, and while talking, he took out a gilded and gorgeous secret letter from his sleeve.

Pass the letter to Yan Heng, "Here, take a look at yourself first."

"..."

Yan Heng paused, took the letter with a look of doubt, and carefully opened it.

He handed the envelope to Xiang Xing and couldn't wait to read it.

Compared with the letter, Xiang Xing was actually interested in the intricate and beautiful envelope, and he held it in his hand and looked up and down.

It's really a luxury to use such beautiful paper to make envelopes.

...I don't know why, the texture of this envelope made her feel a little familiar.

Before the little guy could recall where she had seen such a pattern, she suddenly heard that after reading the letter, the man beside her gasped uncontrollably.

"hiss……"

"What does the letter say?"

Hearing the sound, Xiang Xing couldn't help raising his head curiously, leaning his head in Yan Heng's hand, and taking a few glances.

But seeing him as a conditioned reflex, quickly pinned the letter to the other side.

There was a little shock from the deep ink eyes, but more, still puzzled and puzzled.

After thinking for a while, the man suddenly held the letter's hand back behind him, his body was slightly to one side, facing the confused little guy.

Her thin lips were pursed slightly, but her face was hesitant to speak.

"...What happened?"

Seeing his tangled appearance, Xiang Xing's heart was getting more and more question marks.

Even the old man on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"Tsk... I said Yan Heng, when did you become such a mother-in-law!"

The old man tweeted a few times, breaking Yan Heng's silence.

But he turned his gaze to Xiang Xing again.

Immediately he smiled slightly, "Little country teacher, grandpa asks you...how much do you know about your own life experience?"

"...My life experience?"

Xiang Xing was dumbfounded when asked.

He didn't hesitate more, his head tilted, and he recalled the plot and the characters set by the system.

After a while, she blinked her eyes softly, smiled at Han Taigong, and replied very seriously.

"I used to be a child in a village on the border of Xiuyue Country. Ten years ago, our village collapsed due to war and waterlogging. The villagers became refugees and lived a life of displacement..."

"... Until three years ago, I was taken in by the spy agency directly under Xiu Jin, the prince of Xiuyue Country, and they trained me to be a spy...I came to Luo Yunguo to perform my mission and become a national teacher."

...

Listening to her unsuspectingly, she shook her background and identity completely, and the old lady Han couldn't help staring in surprise.

Immediately, he looked at the grandson who was watching her gently all the way to the side, and every time he said something, he held her palm tightly and glanced at him.

I couldn't help but laugh twice in my heart.

This little bastard, well tuned and taught very well.

"Well, it is indeed consistent with what Grandpa I investigated."

After listening to Xiang Xing's whole description, the old lady Han smiled kindly, and nodded with her beard.

However, he changed his conversation, and moved his jaw toward the letter in Yan Heng's hand, "But, you can guess, how does that letter describe your life experience?"

"...Is the letter from me?"

The little guy paused, subconsciously raised his little finger, and pointed at himself.

I can't help but frown weirdly, and his apricot-colored eyes spin slightly.

Suddenly smiled jokingly, raised his brows slightly, "Um... never write what I am, a princess who lives in the folk?"

As she said, she picked up the teacup on the side, sipped a mouthful of tea to moisturize her throat.

But when he saw the old man on the opposite side, he smiled meaningfully and nodded.

"Yes."

He stroked his long beard, and added with a smile, "Moreover, the emperor has already believed in his old man, so he will send his grandfather to pick you up."

"puff!--"

Xiang Xing squirted out all the tea in his mouth, choking and coughing constantly.

What and what?

...... Is there any hidden plot again?

Thinking, the little guy couldn't help rolling his eyes secretly, and his little hand squeezed the crested cane placed aside.

[……Ouch! Okay, let me check it for you! ]

Ya Ya rubbed his painful duck ass, crying and calling out the original owner's information.

I saw that from the blood relatives of the 18th generation of the ancestors, it has been checked for the chromosome model comparison of the Harajuku...

Later, he helped the doctor's hat with a weird look, [Impossible, you can't fight with Emperor Luo Yunguo, so there is no relationship other than your superiors and subordinates. ]

[...Is that so? ]

After listening, Xiang Xing pinched his small jaw thoughtfully, and began to think.

Suddenly, some fragmented and faint pictures flashed across her mind.

Looking at those pictures, the little guy's soft eyes flashed brightly, and he couldn't help but once again grabbed the envelope with intricate patterns and looked at it carefully.

After a while, she smiled suddenly, and Grandpa Chaohan shook the envelope in her hand.

Pink lips opened slightly: "Grandpa, Brother Yan Heng, this letter must have been sent to the emperor deliberately by Xiu Jin to confuse him!"

"How do you know?"

Yan Heng was startled when he heard the words, and couldn't help casting a surprised look at her.

But seeing the little guy grinning, his eyes curled up softly.

"Because I have seen this thing."