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"Master, which two sentences?" Du Yuqing had been so scared that she had forgotten everything. Now, all she wanted to do was to get closer.

"Those words of the Spring Breeze Moon." Wen Han's voice was as cold as snow.

"Master, you admit that I'm your disciple?" Du Yuqinghui's eyes flashed as she asked with a smile.

Wen Han was slightly shocked. He didn't expect Su Xiaoxiao to be so smart. She just called him Master and he didn't deny it.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao didn't look like an idiot at all.

Not only was he not a fool, he was also brilliant and brilliant.

Wen Han pursed his lips and put the teapot on the table. He said lightly, "Miss Xiaoxiao, if you and I call each other Master and disciple, wouldn't that affect our seniority?"

Or was he an idiot? He had actually forgotten that he and Su Qihuan were martial brothers and that they were master Kongming's disciples.

When Du Yuqing heard his words, she remembered what Du Xue had told her the other day: that the royal family was to be the marquis and the son of a minister, because the late emperor had hoped that they could be like a family, that they could all study and train in the student's academy, that they would grow up together, like brothers, in case they were separated in the future.

Du Xue and Hua Xiujin, as well as Zi Yuanqing Yu and Master Yuan Qingfeng, were all famous grandmasters at that time.

Du Yuqing's eyes lit up. How could she have forgotten that this was Wen Hou's house? This person should be Wen Han, right?

His face was cold and he didn't know how to smile, as if he was someone who had been exposed to the snow. If it wasn't Wen Han, then who else could it be?

Du Yuqing patted her head in annoyance. If he was Wen Han, the people here would not accept her as their disciple, as they seemed to value seniority very much.

However, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted, "Big brother!"

This sudden turn of events was fast enough to make Wen Han's unperturbed face flash with a trace of complicated emotions.

"For the sake of my brother and your fellow apprentices …" It seemed that he wouldn't accept her as his disciple. Du Yuqing immediately stood up, smiling as she tugged on her large and troublesome sleeves. "Brother Wen, let me go."

Wen Han's Mo Yu like eyes suddenly became cold.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, have you ever thought about what would happen if you left since Qi Huan and your mother is still in prison?" As expected, he was still a fool. Wen Han heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was still disappointed. "You mustn't say such words again in the future. If they reach the ears of the king, both you and I will be punished."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve and left, bringing with him a gust of cold wind.

"Lady Xiaoxiao, you should rest early. Be cautious and don't say anything strange." Walking to the door, the snow-white figure paused for a moment before issuing another instruction.

Du Yuqing watched as the white figure disappeared into the distance. She clenched her fists, depressed. Why were all the people in this world so afraid of that demon?

If this went on, who would help her escape?

It seemed that she couldn't be too impatient. She had to make a huge escape plan on her own. If she couldn't make it, she could only wait for Du Xue to return …

Du Xue, you have to come back alive!

That night, Wen Han did not appear again. It was just that the zither outside was floating leisurely in the cold air. It seemed like the person playing the zither was talking about his lack of ambition. It also seemed like he was talking to the moon in loneliness.

Lonely... It was truly lonely …

On the morning of the second day, the fragrance of Du Yuqing's sleep was dragged up by Palace Maid. She tidied up her appearance and sent her to the palanquin, returning her to the palace.

Du Yuqing slept very well during the night because she dreamt of her parents, her grandparents, her teachers, and her classmates …

Standing in the courtyard of Chimu Palace, Du Yuqing worriedly pulled at her complicated clothes. She was imprisoned here, sent out at night, and locked up during the day.

"If I'm not free, I'd rather die!" Although the wound on her buttocks was still painful, it did not stop Du Yuqing from jumping up and down.

She waved her sleeves and talked to the tree with the green flowers for a long time. Because of this, the four Palace Maid from the Chimu Palace thought that she had started to get into trouble again, and did not dare to get too close.

It was said that the youngest daughter of the General's Estate would occasionally fall ill when her head wasn't clear, and would take a kitchen knife to chase after and kill others …

Du Yuqing treated the tree as a tree hole. She mumbled something and finally sighed. She stretched out her hand to pull out all of the Golden Feather Jade hairpins and shook them off. These genuine gold and jade objects caused her neck to feel sore.

She faced the tree, also known as "Yuqing," and held on to her complicated feelings of "hatred for meeting each other too late" and "We are both people who have fallen to the ends of the earth", and used it as a hole to vent her feelings.

After he finished venting, he slowly turned around and walked back into the house while holding the exquisite golden jade hairpin.

The maids, attendant and the others, carefully looked at her depressed expression. They were afraid that she would suddenly go crazy and use her golden foot to stab people.

"I don't like it here... "So dark, so desolate …" Standing on the shiny jade board, Du Yuqing gazed into the large and spacious room as she mumbled to herself.

"Mistress, please take a break." Mei Xin quickly took the sharp hairpin from her hand and placed it in the makeup box as she spoke.

"Rest for what?" Life lies in exercise! " Du Yuqing let out a sigh, looked at the old yellow curtain, and suddenly started to take off her complicated robe. "Come, let's modify this place!" "It's obvious that the feng shui is not good. It's too unscientific to be exposed to light. Why is it that such a tall building with its north and south borders is gloomy and gloomy every day?"

Inside the Imperial Study, stood beside the desk and flipped through a book. The young man had a tall stature, handsome face, and a faint smile at the corner of his lips, making people feel like they were bathed in spring wind. However, the bottom of his heart unconsciously went cold — because there was an indescribable deterrence under his smile.

"Oh, you're saying that the girl has been tormenting her Chimu Palace this morning?" It was a light and gentle voice, rich and magnetic, quite pleasing to the ear.

"Yes." Hongying reported everything that she did every hour after she returned to the palace.

At a quarter to ten in the morning, she ate a basket of crystal prawn dumplings and three taels of beef, but the rest of the dishes were untouched. At a quarter to ten in the morning, the imperial physician came to inspect the dishes, took some medicine, and strolled through the palace walls, talking to a tree for an hour.

Then, she took off her outer robe, put on her clothes, exposed her arms and legs, summoned her four servants and pulled down the curtains of the Chimu Palace, causing the dust inside to fly …