Chapter 232 This Old Deng Always Carries a Coffin Wherever He Goes!

At the same time.

In the imperial study on the other side, the imperial teacher Du Yulin was pacing back and forth, waiting anxiously.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the imperial study. Du Yulin's face was happy and he turned around and looked back.

However, when Du Yulin saw the person coming, his face suddenly became ugly: "Why are you the only one coming here? Where is His Majesty?"

There was only a pretty palace maid outside the imperial study. She came alone, bowed, and said weakly:

"Reply to the imperial teacher, His Majesty asked you to come again tomorrow. His Majesty has no time today..."

Du Yulin frowned and asked, "What is His Majesty doing now?"

The palace maid lowered her eyes, her face flushed, and opened her mouth but didn't know What should I say? After a while of hesitation, he timidly said:

"Your Majesty has just finished making dumplings and is now practicing sword."

Hearing this, Du Yulin's face froze, and he looked at her strangely and said, "Are you sure Your Majesty is really practicing sword?"

The maid's face turned redder, and she nodded: "Yes!"

Du Yulin was silent for a long time, then sighed and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, please listen to my advice, take a rest first, and you can practice sword tomorrow after you have rested well..."

The maid lowered her head and remained silent.

Du Yulin paced back and forth for a distance, sighed again, and murmured: "It seems that I, your old minister, can only use the last trick..."

The maid blinked her watery almond eyes and raised her head in confusion.

What is the last trick?

What does the national teacher want to do? Is he going to rebel?

Thinking of this, the maid's face turned pale.

But the next moment

Du Yulin flicked his sleeves, and a pitch-black coffin flew out of his sleeves in an instant.

Then Du Yulin held the coffin in both hands, like a general about to go to the battlefield, with a resolute look: "Tell His Majesty that Du Yulin is carrying the coffin to see you."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the black coffin, with a touch of novelty in her eyes.

She had heard that the imperial teacher would carry the coffin to the court at any time, but she didn't expect that the coffin would be carried to the imperial study today.

It's really a great experience!

I can brag to my sisters again tomorrow!

The maid suppressed her excitement and said respectfully:

"I will report it immediately."

As soon as the voice fell, she turned around and ran out of the hall.

Du Yulin stood there, closed his eyes, and began to wait quietly.

..........

On the other side,

Qu Qianyou's white throat surged slightly, swallowing the last bit of saliva in his mouth.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

In just a moment, she realized that her cultivation had improved a lot.

"Tsk!"

Qu Qianyou smacked her pink lips, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in her eyes.

This cultivation effect is simply amazing, comparable to her usual hard practice of a hundred years, or even longer.

If she continues like this every day, then within a few years, she will definitely be able to reach the peak of the Saint Realm, and even impact the Emperor Realm.

Thinking of this, Qu Qianyou couldn't help but get excited and clenched her pink fists.

But...

Thinking of what Qin Mu said just now, Qu Qianyou couldn't help but frowned.

She was about to leave Daqin and return to Daqing Dynasty.

Really reluctant...

Qu Qianyou sighed, a little tangled, she really wanted to stay, but Daqing really needed her.

Thinking about it, Qu Qianyou suddenly blushed.

Before this, she had never thought that she would be entangled in such things...

"Senior Qianyou, what are you thinking about? So focused?"

At this time, a teasing voice sounded in her ears, interrupting Qu Qianyou's reverie.

Qu Qianyou came back to her senses and turned her head to see Qin Mu standing behind her, looking at her with a smile.

His face seemed to be more handsome than last night, with deep and three-dimensional features, especially his two pupils flashing with strange black light, which made people feel palpitations in their hearts.

Being caught, Qu Qianyou's cheeks became more red and tempting, as tempting as a ripe red apple.

Seeing Qu Qianyou's shy appearance, Qin Mu's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness.

He took a step, walked to Qu Qianyou and sat down, then stretched out his index finger to lift Qu Qianyou's delicate jaw, forcing her to look at him.

Seeing this, Qu Qianyou shrank back reflexively, trying to avoid his clutches, whispering: "You...you don't have to call me senior anymore..."

Every time he heard this title, Qu Qianyou had a strange feeling.

This is clearly a respectful title, but when it comes from this tyrant, it makes people feel inexplicably ashamed.

Qin Mu smiled: "Okay, Senior Qianyou."

Qu Qianyou: "........"

"Looking at your performance, your cultivation seems to have improved again?" Qin Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Qu Qianyou turned his head and snorted: "What do you care."

Qin Mu shook his head and laughed.

He knew very well the effect of his dual cultivation method, and how tempting it was to these powerful saints and fairies.

For example, Ye Qinglian, the only remaining female saint in the Qianyuan Dynasty, had already bowed down under Qin Mu's dragon bed.

Now every day he thinks about how to get more favor from Qin Mu, and even his hatred is almost forgotten.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she is enduring humiliation and will bite back when her cultivation becomes stronger.

However, her idea will never come true in this life.

Qin Mu shook his head and said casually: "In this case, I will not use the dual cultivation method next time."

"No."

Qu Qianyou refused without thinking, then widened her eyes and said righteously:

"You dare!"

Qin Mu looked at Qu Qianyou like this and immediately felt that she was very cute. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch Qu Qianyou's pretty face and smiled:

"Don't worry, how could I treat you badly."

Qu Qianyou blushed, but regardless of her inner shame, she looked at him angrily and said word by word:

"If you dare to cheat, I will fight you to the death."

She has already paid so much, and she doesn't want to give up at this time.

Qin Mu laughed and was about to say something else.

The timid voice of the palace maid came from outside the door again.

"Your Majesty... The Imperial Master said... He said he carried the coffin and asked for an audience..."

Hearing this news, Qin Mu's smile suddenly stopped, and his mouth twitched slightly.

This old Deng, why does he carry the coffin wherever he goes! ?

Is he dissatisfied with his life?

After a while, Qin Mu walked out of the hall expressionlessly: "Lead the way."

The little maid secretly glanced at Qin Mu, and suddenly shuddered all over. She lowered her head and knelt on the ground: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Then she hurriedly got up and took Qin Mu out of the harem and went to the imperial study.