I originally thought that the so-called imperial master was just a product of ignorance, but I didn't expect that Qin Murong, a magician, had some scheming intentions.

How did he see that I was not their emperor? Even the way I walked, the way I ate, and the way I spoke, I had already tried and tested with the little whale many times, and there were no flaws! Could it be that it was just a matter of time? Because that civet cat and fox thing the other party mentioned? It can’t be Yuci’s pet, right?

Staring at those narrow and evil eyes, I felt a little guilty. I blinked in confusion and said innocently: "Qin Aiqing is kidding me, right? This is not funny at all. If someone with a heart listens to it, Come on, Qin Aiqing's beautiful and noble head will not be saved!" As he said that, he patted his shoulder meaningfully.

Even if the soul is not the emperor, this body is real! No matter how you verify it, I'm not afraid! With my current status, I can't just talk about making life difficult for others?

Thinking of this, I suddenly became a little more energetic.

The intoxicating dimples in front of her eyes sunk deeper, and her thin lips tilted up in a beautiful arc. Qin Murong put his hands into his sleeves, placed them in front of him, and bowed slightly to me.

"I am scared."

It seems that this fox is still aware of current affairs. Just now, maybe, maybe - he was still testing.

Damn fox! How dare you lie to me! So, did he see the difference between me and the whale or not?

My mind changed several times, and I decided to stay away from him, for fear that he would really summon gods and drive away ghosts. Now I - should be a ghost, right? It would be bad if I accidentally fell into his trap!

NND! Living like this, I don’t even know whether I am a human or a ghost. I am the only one in the world!

After rushing back to Zhengyang Palace, the unlucky Emperor was still lying in bed sickly. After asking Ziyuan, he found out that the poor guy never got out of bed and didn't even dare to drink water.

I immediately ordered them to bring red dates boiled in brown sugar water, and then personally delivered them to the awkward 'woman'.

‘She’ stared at me with disgust on her face.

"Drink it." I said angrily. You brat! Your lips are chapped, but you still dare to drink water!

"No!" The little whale turned away without appreciation.

"You will feel better after drinking it." I continued to coax.

He got under the quilt, covered his head, and simply ignored me.

With a low sigh, I put down the soup bowl resignedly, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to him.

"Tell me about the Imperial Master." I reached out to grab the bulging quilt and pulled him into my arms. Well, I'm still not used to being hugged by a woman.

"What's there to talk about?" A muffled voice came from the quilt.

"Maybe he has a way to get you back into his body?"

"Impossible! He is still young and has not yet reached this level of practice." The little face with oval seeds finally emerged from the quilt. Although he said it was impossible, there was a flash of light in his big black eyes. The passing glory shows that he is still a little moved.

"It's just, you..." He only said half of the words before he stopped again, looking at me with flickering eyes, then turned away very quickly, pulled the quilt back to cover him, and turned his back directly to me. .

I knew what he meant. Although he didn't say it directly, I still felt very uncomfortable in my heart. This kid just didn't believe me!

I curled my lips and said bluntly: "Are you afraid that I will dominate your position?"

He was silent. But looking at his face, it was clear that he wanted to say: "Isn't it like this?"

"Who cares about being an emperor? I'm exhausted! It's not as easy as being a beloved concubine or a queen!" You have to go to court, review memorials, meet with all kinds of people, and even get teased if you're not careful -

-Although nothing like this has happened since I took on the role of an imposter, there is no guarantee that a second Liu Qiang will not appear! We also have to deal with the Queen Mother, Princes, Princes, and the National Advisor whose position is unclear...

I lay softly on top of him, lifted up the quilt, and said to him flatteringly: "Let's talk about it, can you satisfy my little vanity?"

"How do you say this?" He was finally willing to look at me. His dark eyes were sparkling and very cute. Only now did I realize that although Jingyue is not a good skinned person, her eyes are very beautiful. Or maybe it's because of her boarding.

Their souls are different, and the look of their eyes is also different?

I immediately climbed out of bed, grabbed the smaller bronze mirror, and brought my face closer to take a closer look——

Sure enough! It’s different from the eyes of the whales I’ve seen before! The face is still the same, but the color of the pupils of the eyes is lighter than before! And the whole person looks indifferent, cold, and a little... heartless

The taste of unrighteousness...

Tsk! I am so good to whales, how could I be unkind and unkind!

I threw away the bronze mirror and crawled back to lie down next to him.

"What do you want to discuss with me? Haven't your vanity been satisfied yet? You've already reached this position!" Whale continued the topic with a rather dissatisfied tone.

"Being an emperor is not my original intention. I want to be a queen!" I made my request directly.

"Why?" He rolled his eyes at me, "I don't even know who you are!"

"Don't say you don't know, even I don't know who I am."

He choked on his own saliva and kept coughing.

"You...ahem..."

"Don't be so surprised!" I moved the finger he pointed at me away, "I know you want to find someone to take me in. You recruited that fake Imperial Master, right?"

His face was full of surprise, and he was stunned for a moment, then his face dropped again, and he said word by word:

"Fake Imperial Master?"

Now I was surprised.

"That Imperial Master - as beautiful and charming as a flower, his surname is Qin and his name is Murong. Isn't he one of yours?"

Lin Jingyu was silent and lowered his eyes slightly, making it difficult for people to see clearly what he was thinking.

"Is he really not yours?" I asked cautiously.

"Why do you think he is a fake?" He asked without answering. Although his tone seemed relaxed, there was always something wrong in my ears.

"Wasn't it always that old man before?"

He blinked and stared at me in disbelief, his tone rising in pitch, "Have you ever met the National Preceptor?"

I wanted to answer "I haven't seen it", but as soon as the words came to my lips, I swallowed them again. If I had never met the real Imperial Preceptor, how could I know that the Imperial Preceptor was an old man? I can't say that I overheard it, right?

I touched my nose and responded vaguely, but he misunderstood. He fell silent again.

No matter what kind of thoughts he had, I gave him a heads up, saying that Qin Huhu probably knew that I was a fake, and told him to take it easy in the future and not let the cunning fox catch him.

Before knowing the intentions of the "National Master", no matter what, it is always right to be careful.

I hope Qin Murong is really sent by Little Whale. I don’t mind how he wants to deal with me, just don’t take away the soul of Whale…

I was confused, why did I care so much about this awkward guy? I didn’t even know him before I met him!

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember his past, so he had to coax him to drink the bowl of jujube juice soup, and the two of them fell asleep with their own thoughts.

******

"She has met the Imperial Master."

A beaded curtain flows between the small viewing terrace. Looking through the beaded curtain, there is a mahogany coffee table with tea cups and a mahogany bench with cushions, one corner of which is hanging down from the chair.

The light bamboo ink robe underneath and a jade arm hanging naturally on the side of the chair. The backrest of the bench is tilted, and a lazy figure is lying on it. His neck is slightly leaning on his left shoulder, and his black hair falls over his chest.

In front of her, the other jade hand was holding the book to cover her eyes, and was tapping the smooth forehead of Jade Jie with the book, and evenly spitting out faintly from her lips.

The one who spoke was the girl sitting on the soft couch opposite him.

The man wearing a light bamboo ink robe threw away the book in his hand, revealing a pair of evil fox eyes.

He sighed in annoyance.

"This is beyond my expectation."

"The National Preceptor serves the royal family and has only appeared a few times in ceremonies. His affairs have not been spread among the people. Moreover, he has lived in the temple and the Lingshan Mountain for a long time. Except for the palace attendants and the disciples he has accepted, no one has ever seen him.

There are not many people with true colors." The girl said solemnly.

This girl is none other than 'Jingyue', who has the soul of the Emperor of Yan State in her body.

Qin Murong tilted his head and asked casually: "The emperor suspects that she is a palace servant who has served the master?"

Lin Jingyu nodded.

"However, when I left Lingshan, all the waiters were still alive, and no one said goodbye due to illness."

"What if it's the ghost of the departed waiter?"

Qin Murong was a little surprised, "Why would the emperor think that it was a dead soul?"

"Isn't it?" Lin Jingyu asked curiously, "I thought that since they have been accompanying the Imperial Master for many years, they have gained some celestial energy. It is possible..."

"Impossible," Qin Murong denied, "The one I saw living in the dragon body -"

After a pause, those thin cherry-colored lips said clearly word by word:
Chapter completed!