After the Imperial Master left, Xin Wujiang stared at the wine glass in front of him for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "Considering it?"
"To cover one's ears and steal the bell is to deceive oneself and others."
The National Master obviously treats Lan Shuang differently. He can deceive others but not him. They are all men and know each other's thoughts. However, it seems that the National Master himself is not aware of his own thoughts.
So sad.
He picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating slowly.
The hairpin that I asked the maid to deliver to me before should have been repaired. I can go and take a look on my way back.
…
After leaving the restaurant, the Imperial Master returned to his residence and sat there for the entire afternoon. Only when the sun was about to set did he set out for the prayer platform.
After dinner, Lan Shuang was sitting under the porch watching the sunset. It was a very pleasant place to watch the sunset, with a wide view and an unobstructed view.
Her body has almost recovered and she should be fully recovered in two days, so she is in a very relaxed mood with a faint smile on her lips.
However, the smile disappeared when he saw the sedan chair at the door.
"The Grand Master is here."
The maids immediately came forward and lined up at the door. When they saw the Imperial Master stepping down from the sedan chair, they immediately bowed and saluted: "Greetings, Master Imperial Master."
The national teacher's white robe was hanging down, and the breeze blew his sleeves lightly, making him look even more mysterious and thin.
His eyes swept over those people and finally landed on Lan Shuang in the corridor. Lan Shuang didn't move, just looked at him.
Because of the distance, Lan Shuang's expression could not be seen clearly. The Imperial Master pursed his lips and strode over.
When they got closer, Lan Shuang said indifferently, "I am not feeling well and cannot perform the ceremony. Please forgive me, sir."
Her tone was calm, but it was hard to hide her unfamiliarity. The Imperial Master felt annoyed, but he couldn't get angry. He just said in a low voice, "It's okay, go in and talk."
Lan Shuang did not refuse this time. With the help of her maid, she got up from the couch and went into the house. Lan Shuang sat down on the chair. The national teacher sat in the main seat and gave a look to the maids. They all retreated and closed the door. This time they were not afraid of being overheard.
"Sir, what brings you here this time?" Lan Shuang didn't think that he came to visit her. It was most likely that Xin Wujiang came to see him.
As expected, the Imperial Master was silent for a moment before saying, "Xin Wujiang came to me and said he wanted to marry you."
"Sir, have you agreed?" Lan Shuang leaned back in her chair and looked at him with an unclear expression.
The Imperial Master shook his head: "I said I wanted to know what you meant."
"Heh--" Lan Shuang chuckled, and the Imperial Master suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Before, he let Lan Shuang move among the princes, but he never asked her opinion. Now she said this, which was clearly an excuse.
The scene suddenly became awkward, no one spoke anymore, and the atmosphere was stagnant for a while.
After a long while, when the Imperial Master felt a little impatient, Lan Shuang spoke up, "I have no objection. Or rather, I couldn't ask for more."
The Imperial Master immediately tightened his grip on the teacup in his hand and frowned at her, "Why? Are you so sure he's a good man?"
"You can't tell a good person from a bad one at first glance. I'm marrying anyone anyway, so why shouldn't I choose the one I like the most?" Lan Shuang asked in return, "Do you think the Fifth Prince is definitely better than Xin Wujiang? You should have investigated the Fifth Prince recently, right? What do you think? Do you still think he's a clueless fool?"
The Imperial Master remained silent. It was difficult for him to admit that he had made a mistake.
So Lan Shuang didn't want to force him to admit it, she just wanted him to face reality.
"Xin Wujiang is no worse than the Fifth Prince. Moreover, if I marry Xin Wujiang, the Fifth Prince will want to win him over and will not easily attack you. It is not a bad idea to spare your life at a critical moment. My lord, you will understand such a simple truth."
Lan Shuang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put it down again, waiting for the Imperial Master's answer.
The Imperial Master looked at her with deep eyes, and suddenly said, "You are really different from before."
"People always change after experiencing great joy and great sorrow. This is not surprising."
Lan Shuang spread her hands, her expression very natural. "Besides—how do you know that the me before was definitely the real me?"
The Imperial Master was stunned, and after understanding the meaning of her words, he felt a little lost.
"Have you made up your mind?"
Lan Shuang gently put down the teacup, her eyes firm: "Even if I'm wrong, I don't regret it."
The Imperial Master suddenly stood up: "Okay, as you wish."
He strode out, seemingly furious. Lan Shuang didn't care. When he was about to cross the threshold, she said quietly, "It's not too late to stop now."
The Imperial Master said nothing, just turned his head to look at her and left in silence.
After making sure he was gone, Lan Shuang propped up her chin with one hand and complained, "Look, this man came over, said a few words, and then left in a hurry. He didn't even ask how I was feeling. Haha..."
888 agreed: "Really? They didn't even ask a single question, and they acted like they were doing it for your own good. How disgusting."
"Whatever. If he doesn't listen, then forget it. People won't turn back until they hit the wall. Nothing others say is as effective as a bloody head."
"But if we just let him go and seek revenge, won't he be headed for death again?"
888 scratched his hair in annoyance.
"That's definitely not possible. Let him suffer. I'll just save his life in the end." Lan Shuang already had a plan in mind.
…
The next day, the Imperial Master sent a letter to Xin Wujiang, asking him to come to the Imperial Master's residence for a detailed discussion.
As for what they talked about, outsiders did not know. All they knew was that Xin Wujiang stayed in the imperial teacher's study for an hour, and after coming out, he mounted his horse and headed straight for the prayer platform.
"Saint, General Xin is here."
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