Chapter 229 The Saint is escaping from the Shura Field again today 22

Yuehan looked at the Imperial Master hesitantly: "Sir, do you still want to keep an eye on the Fifth Prince?"

The Imperial Master pondered for a moment and waved his hand: "That's all, just leave one or two people behind. The rest will withdraw and look at the other princes."

"yes."

After Yuehan responded, he was about to retreat, but the Imperial Master stopped him again, "Wait a minute..."

Yue Han raised his head to look at him, but saw that the national master's expression was a bit speechless. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized it and said tentatively: "The people at the prayer platform said that the saint's health has been much better recently and she is in good spirits. It is estimated that she will be fine in a few days.

alright."

The Imperial Master pursed his lips: "I understand."

This time it was really okay, so Yue Han retreated.

After the door was closed and the study became quiet, the Imperial Master finally relieved himself, leaned back on the chair, his eyes fell on a certain point in the void, and he fell into a daze.

What should I do next? If the fifth prince is really not as simple as it seems, he may really be seeking skin from a tiger, but he has already sent someone to contact the fifth prince. The fifth prince also intends to marry Lan Shuang as his wife, so he directly regrets it.

It's a bit troublesome.

Moreover, the fifth prince was the puppet candidate that he had chosen after observing for so long. If the person were replaced at this time, the fifth prince would jump over the wall and expose himself in front of the emperor. He would have to shed his skin even if he died.

What to do?

There is no turning back when you draw a bow. Even if you make a mistake, you can only make a mistake now. Otherwise, you can only choose the prince. But although the prince is stupid, he is restless. When he ascends the throne, others will tell him that he will be the third one.

Just do it yourself.

The national division was completely in trouble.

After twenty years of hard work, I finally trapped myself in place, unable to move forward or retreat.

…

The next day, he went to the palace to visit the emperor with two dark circles under his eyes. The emperor asked a few questions with concern when he saw this. The imperial master got off the donkey and said: "Your Majesty is sick. I can't eat or sleep. I pray and chant sutras day and night."

, so he looks a bit haggard, but I see that His Majesty's complexion is much better, so I feel it's worth it."

When the emperor heard this, he was very moved. He held the hand of the imperial master and said with emotion: "Of all the civil and military officials in the dynasty, you are the only one who treats me sincerely. It's a shame that they talk about being loyal and patriotic, but they all think of plotting against me."

The Imperial Master lowered his eyes, took out his hand without leaving a trace, and tucked the emperor's quilt, "The weather is getting colder and colder. Even if the ground dragon is burning, your Majesty must be careful."

The emperor didn't notice his dislike, but became more and more moved. He talked about a lot of things, and didn't let him go until he was mentally exhausted.

After leaving the palace, he was about to get into the carriage when he saw a man standing next to the carriage. He had a long body, a deep and strong outline, and he was silent and had a chilling air.

He frowned, and when the man noticed his gaze, he immediately looked over and nodded to him, "Master National Preceptor."

The Imperial Preceptor walked over, and his attendant stood beside the carriage with a troubled expression. Seeing him, he seemed to have found a backbone, "Sir, General Xin said that he has something to ask you, so he must stand here and wait for you to come out."

The Imperial Preceptor's eyes fell on Xin Wujiang's face, and Xin Wujiang let him look at him without changing his expression, "I do have something important to discuss with the Imperial Preceptor. I wonder if the Imperial Preceptor has time to discuss it?"

"Haha -" the Imperial Master chuckled: "General is waiting for me here, it doesn't seem like he cares about my availability."

Xin Wujiang raised his eyebrows: "Then I'm free now, the Imperial Master please——"

He waved his hand and pointed to the carriage of the General's Mansion next to him.

The attendant of the Imperial Master took a step forward, "You——"

The Imperial Master raised his hand: "It doesn't matter, I just want to talk to the general. Now that I've caught up, let's go."

Attendant: "Then..."

"You go back."

"yes."

…

The Imperial Master and Xin Wujiang were sitting opposite each other in the carriage. No one spoke first, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed to freeze.

Xin Wujiang stared at the mask of the Imperial Master twice, then looked away and took a sip of tea, feeling disgusted in his heart.

The grown man hides his head and shows his tail. It seems that he is not a serious person at first glance, and there must be something wrong in his heart.

The imperial master also looked at Xin Wujiang. He had a really good-looking face, handsome and tough. No wonder he had captured the hearts of all the noble ladies in the capital.

Lan Shuang...

Xin Wujiang: Lan Shuang will definitely not like this kind of person.

Imperial Master: Lan Shuang might like this kind of person, right?

The two of them thought of Lan Shuang at the same time, causing Lan Shuang to sneeze several times during the meal and almost choked herself to death.

Finally, she lost all appetite and went out to bask in the sun.

The two men took a carriage and went straight to the largest restaurant in Kyoto. After getting off the carriage, Xin Wujiang asked for a private room.

The drunkard was not interested in drinking, and the two of them were not here specifically to eat. After casually ordering a few dishes, they sent everyone away and closed the door to get down to business.

"I won't talk in circles with you. I am very happy with Lan Shuang and want to marry her as my wife. I wonder what the master's wishes are?"

Xin Wujiang picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine for the Imperial Master.

The Imperial Master narrowed his eyes: "Xin Yue Shuang'er? If I remember correctly, you only met once at the prince's birthday banquet, and you feel happy? Isn't this too hasty?"

"Doesn't the Imperial Master know that it's love at first sight?"

The Imperial Master chuckled: "I know it but don't believe it, it's just a matter of lust."

"Whether it's lust or love at first sight, as long as the final goal can be achieved, what difference does it make?"

Once the emperor falls, your life will not be easy, right?"

The Imperial Master's eyes were slightly cold and he said nothing.

Xin Wujiang continued: "I am also a thorn in the eyes of others. If you want to win over others, it is better to win over me. At least I have military power. As long as I don't take the initiative to commit crimes, it is not difficult to protect myself."

The Imperial Master still didn't speak.

This time Xin Wujiang didn't speak either.

The two of them fell into an eerie silence, the food gradually became cold, and no one moved a chopstick.

Xin Wujiang didn't say anything. He had said everything he needed to say, and it was up to the Imperial Master to weigh in.

How does the national master weigh?

He didn't really want to weigh it, because when he saw Xin Wujiang, he felt uneasy. He couldn't tell where he was uneasy, so he didn't want to agree.

But no matter how you look at it, it is indeed better for Lan Shuang to marry him than to marry the fifth prince, especially now that the situation with the fifth prince is unclear.

However, if he married Lan Shuang to Xin Wujiang, he would lack a bargaining chip with the fifth prince.

"Marriage is not a trivial matter. General Xin is young and promising, so I naturally admire him very much. However, Shuang'er has been doted on by me since she was a child and has a very fierce temper. I have to ask her about this matter."

Xin Wujiang smiled secretly when he heard this, but he didn't know that it was Lan Shuang who took the initiative to find him, and Lan Shuang had already made a decision.

It is impossible for the Imperial Master to be completely ignorant, so he is delaying.

As for the delay...

Xin Wujiang smiled: "Of course, then I'll wait for the good news from the Imperial Master."

The Imperial Master smiled, picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then stood up: "I drank this glass of wine. I have something else to do, so I won't stay with you any longer. I'll take my leave."
Chapter completed!