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He helped me out of the carriage, followed by the emperor in black.

It was likely related to one's mood and clothes. Black represented indifference, and when one opened the door, one would speak to the master in the temple. He was still a grandpa.

He looked back at us, and the cold look in his cold eyes reminded me of the black dress. Black widow.

I couldn't help but laugh, but when I saw the amazement in his eyes, I immediately returned to my normal self and didn't dare to mess with him.

Perhaps he really does look like her Imperial Consort when he looks at me. The world is big, and there are many similar people.

Actually, I don't have any relationship with Imperial Concubine Mu. The Mu family is a famous family in the capital, and I won't be able to carry a single son in eight lifetimes.

The fragrance in the temple was still faint and faint, causing one's heart to feel clear and clean.

After picking up the incense, he went to request for his signature.

He looked past me at Xia Junchang and lightly said, "Jun Tang, you've been here before. Would you remove your signature?"

Xia Junchang, of course, wouldn't do that. What he wanted, wasn't for him either.

It was just the beginning of the sentence. As we expected, he only calmly looked at the teacher and arrogantly asked, "You should know what their autograph is, right?"

The master's bright eyes were full of wisdom. He looked at us and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "It's been too long, I can't really remember. However, this Almsgiver and Miss have some reflection in it."

"Oh? Is it her? " A hundred percent doubt.

The master smiled but did not reply, only nodding his head.

"I don't think so." He snorted coldly, his eyes like knives, and tried to cut me in half.

Even though they were similar in appearance, it was still impossible for him to be perfect.

Moreover, a peerless beauty like Imperial Concubine Mu, just a glance at her is enough to make others remember her for the rest of their lives. This teacher is too outspoken, able to see through the sorrows and joys of the world.

She smiled, "This lord has already made up his mind. Why should I ask?"

Yes, that's right, I muttered to myself.

He raised his eyebrows and glared at me.

Xia Junchang put his hand on my shoulder and said lightly, "Would you like to sign it now?"

Seventh Elder was actually ranked 7th. He was even younger than Xia Junchang, but his domineering aura was not small.

"This master does not need to request for an autograph, it's too expensive." The master still watched with a smile.

He coldly snorted and arrogantly said, "I don't intend to beg, but I will believe these things."

Luckily, the other party didn't kick him out. What the heck was this? If you don't believe me, you can come back. There's no need to be afraid of others throwing you out.

He left with a cold and furious expression.

Xia Junchang and I let out a sigh of relief as we followed him.

While thinking about it, he thought about his cold eyes and accidentally slipped out of the temple. His body fell forward and he kneeled on the ground. He felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his knees.

Xia Junchang and he looked back at me, one with a smile, the other with concern.

"Zhiqiu, is it painful?" Xia Junchang crouched down to help me up.

"You reap what you sow." His face was full of mockery as his previous anger was swept away. "The price of lying. Even if you kneel down and beg me, I will not forgive you."

Xia Junchang helped me up but didn't say anything. He looked at the blood seeping out from between his knees, staining his white skirt. He only raised his head and said, "Zhi Qiu, you were hurt by the fall."

"Serves you right." He turned around and walked away.

This damnable person, forget it, he's the emperor. What's the point of arguing with him? It was my lucky heart that accidentally caused me to fall down.

"Zhiqiu, I'll carry you down the mountain." He squatted in front of me.

I thought about it, but still felt that it wasn't right. "It doesn't matter. I can go down the mountain."

What's wrong with this pavilion? Ever since I met them, I've been injured every time.

"Zhiqiu." He creased his eyebrows and turned to look at me. "It's not easy to go down the mountain. What if you hurt your muscles and bones?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, he said in a low voice, "Zhiqiu, do you dislike me?"

Of course not, it would be too pretentious of me to say that. I lay on his back and let him carry me down the mountain.

The person in front walked very quickly. There was also an elder holding an umbrella, so it was quite cold.

Xia Junchang carried me on his back, so he couldn't fall too far behind. Walking under the sun, not to mention my face which was covered in sweat, he also couldn't fall too far behind.

He pulled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat off his face.

He laughed softly, "Zhi Qiu, I think my choice is correct. I thought this road would be very difficult and lonely, but now, I am looking forward to it. "

His hands were trembling. I understood what he was saying, so I laid on his back. His broad back was enough for others to lean on.