There was a little doubt in Ji Ru's eyes. She had been with this charming and charming woman for eleven years, but she had changed so much in just two years, which made her dare not recognize her.

"I probably made Teacher Emperor angry before?"

Chu Qiqi pressed against the forehead and asked Ji Ru quite uneasy.

Although she has never lived a normal life and has not experienced the sorrow, love and joy of normal people, it does not hinder her talent and experience.

She frowned slightly between her eyebrows, rubbed her forehead with a lot of distress, and her tone was almost muttering, obviously looking like a child had made a mistake.

Ji Ru was stunned and looked at the girl with a clean breath in front of her in a daze.

The same was true in the past.

She loves to play tricks. Every time she goes to the imperial teacher’s study, she will make a mess inside and ruin the paintings carefully drawn by the imperial teacher. At that time, the imperial teacher will avoid seeing him helplessly.

She was afraid that she would anger the Emperor's Master, so she hid quietly in a certain place, thought for a while, and then called her: "Ji Ru, I probably made the Emperor's Master angry again?"

"Ji Ru, the imperial master won't throw me out, right?"

"Ji Ru, how should I apologize to the imperial teacher?"

She is the devil in the world and a lovely honey.

Ji Ru's throat was irritated, and she almost trembled and replied to her in a backward words: "The Emperor Master will never really be angry with the little master."

Chu Qiqi lowered his eyes lightly, covering the shimmering light inside.

Yes, I will never be angry, so I can die by myself. This is such an imperial master.

Very strange.

A sour and astringent feeling.

She asked Yaoyao in her mind: ‘What the hell is this?’

Yaoyao was silent for a few seconds, and replied without knowing the joy and sorrow: ‘Maybe it’s pity.’

The feelings she felt cannot be summarized in one sentence, as there is heartache, guilt, sadness, and emotion. It is just that the summary is the most accurate way to summarize it with pity.

I pity him for waiting for more than a thousand years but still have a mirror and a moon. I pity him for giving his life but still have a cold tea. I pity him for being able to let him go and search again but still insist on doing so.

Chu Qiqi was stunned for a moment before restraining her unfamiliar emotions, and still hesitated: "Is that true?"

"Ji Ru dared not deceive the little master." Ji Ru's answer was very decisive.

Chu Qiqi sighed lightly: "But I don't even know where the imperial teacher is. Is he unwilling to see me?"

"My little master, I'm afraid the most I hope to see in this life is you." Ji Ru replied respectfully, comforting her first, and then said, "According to the time, the Emperor's Emperor should read books in the library at this time."

"This..." Chu Qiqi frowned, and seemed to be hesitating, but seemed to have tried his best, "Then I will go and search for him."

As she said that, she stood up and headed towards the library in her memory. Ji Ru followed her and felt relieved secretly.

When he arrived at the library, Chu Qiqi ordered lightly: "You are just guarding the door."

"yes."

In fact, she didn't dare to go in without the instructions from the little master. The only one who could freely enter and exit the imperial palace was the little master.

The library was not a room, but a seven-story building. She didn't know which floor the imperial master was on, so she had to look for him layer by layer.

Whenever you reach the first floor, you will take a few glances and call a few times.

.

The Emperor's Master is on the seventh floor.

He sat by the window, his eyes as if he could see the past time through the book in his hand.

The girl blushed with him and threw a sentence: "If you don't let me go back, I will die in front of you!"

absurd!

How could he see her joking with her life? So he suffocated and left with his sleeves, but his thoughts were tightly wrapped around her.

If she mentions the matter of returning again, what should he do?

He was stunned for a rare moment.

The consciousness suddenly became drowsy, and the emperor's heart suddenly suffocated. The book in his hand instantly turned into ashes when he suddenly clenched his fingers.

This feeling is only a few seconds, but it seems like a century.

He raised his eyes, and a light that was different from before flashed in his light golden eyes. The aura around him churned like a wave for a moment, but was suppressed perfectly.
Chapter completed!