Chapter 281 Hope

Master Mingxin took out a thumb-sized white porcelain bottle from his wide sleeves.

Emperor Tai'an watched his movements quietly, and saw him open the cork and drip two or three drops of colorless water into the basin.

There was steam rising from the basin, and nothing seemed to have changed.

Ming Xin Zhenren's eyes briefly met with Emperor Tai'an's, and then he nodded slightly to the chief eunuch Liu Chuan: "Eunuch Liu, please take good care of the emperor."

Liu Chuan felt confused.

What does it mean to take good care of the emperor?

Hiss—Mr. Wang, you won’t pour this basin of water on the emperor, right?

Although he felt that this speculation was too absurd, he still strode to the side of Emperor Tai'an and stared at the movements of Master Mingxin. He saw the other party lean over and bury his head in the washbasin.

Liu Chuan was shocked and couldn't help but look at Emperor Tai'an.

Emperor Tai'an was surprised and looked thoughtful.

The other people in the room were also shocked, but they didn't dare to show it. They looked at Master Mingxin without blinking, as his face was buried in the basin of water, and they almost forgot to breathe.

Master Mingxin finally straightened up.

In fact, not much time had passed, but to those whose eyes were fixed on him, it felt like a long time had passed.

The room was quiet, with only a faint scent of medicine lingering in the air.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the face of Master Mingxin, but apart from the water droplets on his face, nothing could be seen, and even his expression was calm.

Emperor Tai'an watched quietly, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

Liu Chuan coughed: "Mr. Wang, what are you doing——"

It's not that he is curious, he is asking on behalf of the emperor to save him from worrying.

Zhenren Mingxin did not answer, but turned his back.

Liu Chuan:?

Mingxin Zhenren wasn't deliberately keeping the secret; he was afraid the next scene would frighten Emperor Tai'an to death. He raised his hands to his ears and fumbled around for a while, slowly pulling the mask off.

The palace attendant standing at the doorway happened to see the face of Master Mingxin. Seeing him slowly peel off the skin, they almost popped their eyes out. Fortunately, the palace attendants who could serve the emperor had been strictly trained, so they did not cry out in surprise.

The removed mask was thrown into the basin, and Master Mingxin slowly turned around.

It was a strange yet familiar face.

It feels strange because this face is completely different from Mr. Wang, but it feels familiar because this face looks very familiar.

Liu Chuan's face changed drastically and he shouted to protect the emperor.

Emperor Tai'an had already made some guesses, and the moment the guards rushed in, he immediately matched the face in front of him with his memory.

"Master Mingxin?"

The True Man of Mingxin bowed calmly and said, "I am the humble one."

Emperor Tai'an waved his hand, signaling the guards to leave.

Liu Chuan was a little anxious: "Your Majesty——"

Emperor Tai'an frowned and said, "Back off."

The guards retreated silently. Liu Chuan stood in front of Emperor Tai'an and stared at Master Mingxin.

Emperor Tai'an was very calm, and even felt a little excited.

The sudden reveal of Mingxin Zhenren's true face was unlikely to be an assassination attempt, but more likely related to the posted imperial edict...

After a brief silence, Emperor Tai'an sighed, "The master's elegance remains the same as before."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your kind words." Master Mingxin spoke in a light tone, obviously not the kind of person who would chat about trivial matters.

Emperor Tai'an had been sitting in this position for so long that he knew exactly how to treat different people. He asked directly, "Master, you have been by my side for so long. Why did you suddenly reveal your true appearance today?"

"I heard that the emperor is looking for common people."

Emperor Tai'an's heart moved, and he stared at Master Mingxin with burning eyes: "Master, do you know why I am looking for you?"

"I can guess a few things."

Emperor Tai'an's hand trembled at his side, but he remained calm. "What does the Master mean?"

Ming Xin Zhenren smiled slightly and said: "I have revealed my identity. Your Majesty should understand what I mean."

Liu Chuan, who was standing by, wanted to scold him for being rude, but he knew what to do and kept silent.

Emperor Tai'an was silent for a moment after hearing this, but he still asked, "What I don't understand is why the Master did this."

She changed her appearance and came to him with great deliberate intentions. Her intentions were obvious. Why did she turn to support him?

You have to know that he is the one who is in a desperate situation and at a disadvantage right now.

Emperor Tai'an really couldn't figure it out.

"It's probably because of the urgent news I just saw." Master Mingxin said calmly, but his heart was not at peace.

Of course it wasn't just because of that urgent message.

The news he heard about the Great Zhou's recovery of lost territory during the years he fled and hid with Emperor Pingle, the diligent emperor he saw after he came to Emperor Tai'an, and the emperor's choice to rise to the challenge instead of ceding territory and seeking peace when pressed step by step by Northern Qi... all these things, one by one, shook his determination to support the old emperor.

It was not until he met the little girl that he had no way to escape from those three questions and had to face his inner self.

Peace and stability, without being bullied by foreign races - this is what the little girl hopes for, what thousands of people hope for, and also... what he hopes for.

So he threw away the fake appearance and became himself.

Emperor Tai'an looked at Master Mingxin intently and asked, "Master, aren't you afraid?"

Master Mingxin smiled and said, "That will happen after the formation is broken."

The implication is that after the formation is broken, life and death will be decided by Emperor Tai'an.

"Good, good!" Emperor Tai'an held out his hand and, with Liu Chuan's help, stood up. "On behalf of the thousands of soldiers and civilians, I thank you, sir."

Master Mingxin was polite, and even though Emperor Tai'an changed his address, he remained calm inside.

Since he chose to stand up, he put his life and death aside, instead of praying fearfully to the unpredictable Holy Heart to give him a way out.

"Sir, can you leave immediately?"

"Common people can do it anytime."

Despite his physical discomfort, Emperor Tai'an immediately called a group of people to make arrangements.

At night, Emperor Tai'an finally had some free time, and it was Liu Chuan who massaged his head to relieve his headache.

"Your Majesty, the sudden appearance of Master Mingxin, could this be a trick?"

Unlike his somewhat arbitrary behavior in front of officials, this kind of casual chat was not uncommon between Emperor Tai'an and his most trusted eunuchs.

The emperor also has the need to confide in others, but this need cannot be expressed to his ministers, children, or concubines.

Emperor Tai'an closed his eyes and said calmly, "Even if it's a trick, we can only try."

To capture Emperor Pingle, it is not the quantity of soldiers that matters but their quality. Compared with the rewards once successful, this risk is worth taking.

Besides, he had some understanding of this imperial tutor who had once assisted his father.

After a long while, Emperor Tai'an's tired voice rang out: "I trust my own judgment."

Even if it's wrong, it can't be any worse.

A team of no more than a hundred elite soldiers escorted Master Mingxin out of the city quietly and headed south.

The capital city seemed to have not changed much. The people were worried about the war in the distance and their immediate lives, and they were torturing the officials in various government offices for the generous rewards.

Lin Hao didn't know that Master Mingxin had secretly left the capital, and he was feeling quite depressed.

Ah Shuo hasn't written to her yet, and the teacher rejected her proposal. What can she do next?

The feeling of powerlessness was like spring sleepiness, making people feel listless and listless, until Du Qing came to him on his own initiative that day.