"If you want to go out, I won't stop you, but...can you also agree to my request?"
He said this cautiously, even with pleading, and was not at all cold and indifferent to others.
"any request?"
Although Shi Lin wanted to push him away, he thought that he was the national master of Linguo. If he made any sudden move that caused him to doubt his identity, it would be more than worth the loss.
"No matter what, the destination is here, or let me know where you went."
What Shi Lin heard was that no matter where he went, he had to return to the Imperial Master's Mansion and report his whereabouts to him.
However, she never liked the feeling of being restrained, let alone having everything about herself controlled by others.
On the surface, you still have to be conceited and conciliatory.
"Of course I can promise you, but what if I want to take off your mask? Can you agree?"
Shi Lin made this request because he had never taken off the mask of Zhisu in his memory. Even under the order of the Emperor of Linguo, the Imperial Preceptor had never taken off his mask. It can be said that no one in Linguo has ever seen it.
His true appearance.
From this, she could be sure that Zhisu would not agree to her request.
"good."
Unexpectedly, Zhisu agreed readily, and even his voice was filled with surprise and... joy?
"Forget it, forget it, no need, I'd better go to bed."
Shi Lin, who had always been thick-skinned, couldn't bear the look in his eyes, so he quickly broke away from his arms and ran to the room.
"Don't pick it again?"
The cold and melodious voice contained a little smile, which stopped the person who was about to run away. She always felt like she was being laughed at.
Did Zhisu think she didn't dare?
Isn’t the joke just about taking off a mask?
When she took off his mask and glanced at him casually, she wanted to see what he looked like.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but you will be stunned when you look at it.
The facial features were as if they were copied with ink, every part was just right, and the silver-grey eyes looked straight at her, serious and focused.
His face was too good to be true, and it matched his temperament, as if he were an immortal who had stepped out of a painting.
Even though Shi Lin had seen so many beautiful men, he was stunned for a moment, unconsciously losing his mind, and the mask in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Zhi Su touched her hand with his fingertips, took away the mask, and placed it casually on the stone table. When he met her focused gaze, his heart trembled slightly.
The tips of her ears glowed with a faint crimson color, and she looked speechless.
Before, he had never been aware of his skin and didn't care too much.
But now, he is very happy that he has such a face.
"It's getting late, I'm going to bed first."
Perhaps because he knew that Zhisu was secretly in love with his original body, the charming thoughts that just arose in Shilin disappeared in an instant, and even the smile on the corners of his lips disappeared.
After returning to the room, Shi Lin felt a little irritable, and then fell on the bed in frustration. Forget it, there were so many beautiful men in the world, who was she looking for? She didn't necessarily have to fall in love with Zhisu.
Thinking like this, Shi Lin finally felt a lot more comfortable and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning, she was woken up by her maid Yuanli. This maid had been following her for a long time. She was loyal and skilled in martial arts and could be said to be her confidant.
"Go, help me redeem the green bamboo from Tianxiang Pavilion, and then bring it to the Imperial Master's Mansion."
With Zhisu in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, it was difficult to go out at the moment, so he gave Yuanli a wad of banknotes and asked her to go out for him.