“Hurry, take me to the national teacher’s mansion.” The old emperor shouted directly.
The old emperor has spoken, and it is useless for Shangguan Qing to object. Xiao Yan and other royal people who were standing aside felt Leng Hang was so tired. The national teacher is the only one who can save the emperor, and the emperor will satisfy all the requirements of the national teacher.
The children of the royal family are not far away from the National Master’s Mansion.
No matter how many people objected, the old emperor went to the National Master’s Mansion in person. The national master is still in a coma, so naturally he has no way to welcome the emperor.
The old emperor didn’t care about these things. He was carried by someone and went all the way to the national master’s house. When you arrive in the national teacher’s room, you can smell the smell of blood from afar.
The old emperor got off the seat and said to the national teacher who was lying on the bed, “National Master, are you okay?”
The people around the national teacher came to open the window curtain, revealing the national teacher’s face. Those who followed the emperor were slightly shocked when they saw the national teacher at this moment.
Apart from his immortality, the most talked about by the national master is the face of the national master, which is simply unmatched by men and women.
But today’s national teacher has a pale face without a trace of redness, like a paper man lying there.
Shangguan Qing originally thought that the national teacher must have pretended to be sick, but now seeing the national teacher’s appearance, he knows that the national teacher was indeed seriously injured yesterday.
But Shangguan Qing really couldn’t imagine who these assassins were, who were so bold and repeatedly provoked the national teacher. Who is the national teacher? He is simply a god from Ziyu Kingdom.