Chapter 384: Lord General, fortune telling (44)
"...My life experience?"
Xiang Xing was dumbfounded when asked.
He didn't hesitate more, his head tilted, and he recalled the plot and the characters set by the system.
After a while, she blinked her eyes softly, smiled at Han Taigong, and replied very seriously.
"I used to be a child in a village on the border of Xiuyue Country. Ten years ago, our village collapsed due to war and waterlogging. The villagers became refugees and lived a life of displacement..."
"... Until three years ago, I was taken in by the spy agency directly under Xiu Jin, the prince of Xiuyue Country, and they trained me to be a spy...I came to Luo Yunguo to perform my mission and become a national teacher."
...
Listening to her unsuspectingly, she shook her background and identity completely, and the old lady Han couldn't help staring in surprise.
Immediately, he looked at the grandson who was watching her gently all the way to the side, and every time he said something, he held her palm tightly and glanced at him.
I couldn't help but laugh twice in my heart.
This little bastard, well tuned and taught very well.
"Well, it is indeed consistent with what Grandpa I investigated."
After listening to Xiang Xing's whole description, the old lady Han smiled kindly, and nodded with her beard.
However, he changed his conversation, and moved his jaw toward the letter in Yan Heng's hand, "But, you can guess, how does that letter describe your life experience?"
"...Is the letter from me?"
The little guy paused, subconsciously raised his little finger, and pointed at himself.
I can't help but frown weirdly, and his apricot-colored eyes spin slightly.
Suddenly smiled jokingly, raised his brows slightly, "Um... never write what I am, a princess who lives in the folk?"
As she said, she picked up the teacup on the side, sipped a mouthful of tea to moisturize her throat.
But when he saw the old man on the opposite side, he smiled meaningfully and nodded.
"Yes."
He stroked his long beard, and added with a smile, "Moreover, the emperor has already believed in his old man, so he will send his grandfather to pick you up."
"puff!--"
Xiang Xing squirted out all the tea in his mouth, choking and coughing constantly.
What and what?
...... Is there any hidden plot again?
Thinking, the little guy couldn't help rolling his eyes secretly, and his little hand squeezed the crested cane placed aside.
[……Ouch! Okay, let me check it for you! ]
Ya Ya rubbed his painful duck ass, crying and calling out the original owner's information.
I saw that from the blood relatives of the 18th generation of the ancestors, it has been checked for the chromosome model comparison of the Harajuku...
Later, he helped the doctor's hat with a weird look, [Impossible, you can't fight with Emperor Luo Yunguo, so there is no relationship other than your superiors and subordinates. ]
[...Is that so? ]
After listening, Xiang Xing pinched his small jaw thoughtfully, and began to think.
Suddenly, some fragmented and faint pictures flashed across her mind.
Looking at those pictures, the little guy's soft eyes flashed brightly, and he couldn't help but once again grabbed the envelope with intricate patterns and looked at it carefully.
After a while, she smiled suddenly, and Grandpa Chaohan shook the envelope in her hand.
Pink lips opened slightly: "Grandpa, Brother Yan Heng, this letter must have been sent to the emperor deliberately by Xiu Jin to confuse him!"
"How do you know?"
Yan Heng was startled when he heard the words, and couldn't help casting a surprised look at her.
But seeing the little guy grinning, his eyes curled up softly.
"Because I have seen this thing."