What kind of identity and character made him abandon his face, wear a mask, take a servant and a son, and live in Zhuangzi for so many years?

Is it really cowardly and incompetent, or is it lying on the back and trying to plan a big fight?

In the past few days, there has been a lot of movement in the village, and his father doesn't know what to do?

The wheels rolled, and the teenager frowned slightly.

"The young master will naturally know when he sees it, and it is inconvenient to reveal too much now. Steward Hu smiled, when the young master saw his master, he would definitely be surprised and overjoyed.

Speaking of which, this is also the first time that their father and son have really met, Steward Hu's eyes were a little moist, he turned his back and secretly wiped his tears, this future is still a long way to go, I hope the young master can hold on.

"Young master, I have prepared a set of clothes for you in the car. Steward Hu turned his head again, with a smile on his face, "You can change your set here, the master said that he wanted to see you immediately." ”

I finally wanted to see him, and I was so eager that I seemed to be very particular.

Wutong glanced at him lightly, "Steward Hu, it's really thoughtful." ”

Steward Hu smiled, "It's over, young master." ”

Sycamore raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Steward Hu took out a set of moon-white robes from the compartment cabinet and respectfully held it in his hand, Wutong glanced at him and took off his coat casually.

Fortunately, the carriage was spacious, and Steward Hu took the clothes and walked around behind Wutong, put the clothes on him, put the changed clothes in the cabinet at will, and took out a jade belt from it and buckled it for him.

Steward Hu looked at it from top to bottom a few times, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the moon-white brocade shirt was just right on the young master.

Looking at the new, elegant and noble young man, Steward Hu's little eyes bloomed with a smile, as if something was wrong, and he frowned slightly.

Turning around, he took out a jade buckle of good color and fastened it on the young man's bunched hair, and Steward Hu was satisfied.

"The young master is really a dragon and phoenix among people. Steward Hu couldn't help sighing, picked up the teapot on the table, and laughed while pouring tea.

The young man in the carriage is like a piece of jade, exuding a shining luster, such a demeanor and bearing, the master will be happy to see it.

Wutong smiled faintly, picked up the teacup and drank it, "Steward Hu is really good at laughing, where did the dragon come from?"

Steward Hu smiled meaninglessly, "The young master is a real dragon." He said.

His dragon rested on the beach, long dead.

Sycamore smiled indifferently.

Maybe it was because he could see his master, Steward Hu was obviously in a good mood, and explained along the way what he should pay attention to after meeting his father.

Sycamore clasped his hands in front of his chest, leaning against the wall of the car, listening casually.

The carriage clattered, and the master and servant sat on the carriage with different thoughts.

In the Qinghui Hall of the Imperial Palace, the false emperor sat on the dragon chair and squinted his eyes, Wang Bulun looked at him a few times from time to time, and then lowered his head.

His Majesty is a little different today, where is the difference, Wang Bulun is not easy to say now, but it is certain that there must be something in his heart.

Since the quarrel between His Majesty and the eldest princess of Changle, His Majesty, who was originally full of ambition, quickly withered.

It's rare to have such a spirit today.

After going to bed and getting up on the dragon couch today, His Majesty sorted out the description and instructed him to prepare a dinner party.

In the afternoon, His Majesty was contemplating for a long time, and just as Wang Bulun was in a trance, a voice came from the dragon chair.

"Wang Bulun, how are you doing?" the false emperor opened his eyes and glanced at him lightly.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, everything has been arranged. Wang Bulun arched his hand and said, "Today's dinner will be according to the taste requested by His Majesty." ”

The False Emperor nodded, and waved his hand at him again, "You can take the guards in front of the door, wherever you want, whether you eat, drink, or have fun, don't let these people appear here again within an hour." ”

Wang Bulun secretly raised his eyebrows, and hesitated, "Your Majesty, what about your safety?"

"This is the palace, and my safety is not a problem. "False Emperor Dao," just one hour, after an hour, you bring people over, no matter what method you use, in short, you divide people, and you will not be able to benefit you." Remember, the eldest princess must not be found out about this. The false emperor was not at ease and said again.

Wang Bulun stepped back in response, he couldn't let the eldest princess know what was going on, Wang Bulun thought as he walked.

Only the false emperor was left in the Qinghui Palace, which was exceptionally empty, but fortunately, the hall was brightly lit, and enough silver frost charcoal was added, and the room was quite warm, Emperor Jing walked down the dragon chair and slept on the bed on the left side, and after a while, he looked up at the hourglass, and the people he was waiting for should also come.

The carriage stopped, and Steward Hu looked up at the young man with a lofty spirit, "Young master, wait a minute, don't speak, follow me, if you have any doubts, wait until you see the master." Steward Hu said again.

The young man did not speak.

Steward Hu was secretly delighted, the young master was still good at talking today, and there was no embarrassment for him.

Steward Hu got out of the carriage, and Wutong also stepped off the carriage, and what caught his eye was the palace he was familiar with, and Wutong's eyes narrowed

It's actually the palace.,He only came out of the palace yesterday evening.,The original owner's father was actually in the palace.,This is beyond the expectations of Wutong.,Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.。

Wutong watched Steward Hu greet the soldiers guarding the door with a smile, and at the same time as handing over the waist card, a heavy sachet was also handed over.

The soldier glanced at him, then waved his hand.

"Thank you, brother, thank you, brother will invite my brother to drink in a few days. Steward Hu smiled and arched his hand to the soldiers guarding the door.

"Brother is polite. The soldier took the money and said politely.

The two came and went, they were very familiar with each other, Wutong was sympathetic, Steward Wu should have been to the palace a few times.

Wutong stood still, Steward Hu came over and pulled him, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, go." ”

The two passed in front of the gatekeepers, Steward Wu smiled again, and the gatekeepers reminded again, "The palace has not been peaceful in the past two days, you should not walk around at will with people, so as not to catch fire, and come out as soon as possible after delivering the meal." As he spoke, he glanced at Wutong meaningfully, and smiled at Steward Wu, "This little growth is really handsome." ”

Steward Wu leaned over and smiled, "This cost a lot of money." ”

The soldier listened, looked at Wutong again, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder, "It looks like it's worth the price, it's good." ”

"Thank you brother for the compliment, you are busy. Steward Wu said, arched his hand to the soldier guarding the door, and walked forward quickly with Wutong.

Wutong glanced at Steward Wu meaningfully, did not ask, but followed behind Steward Wu in a regular manner, as if he had entered the palace for the first time.

Steward Wu glanced back at him, put down half of the heart he was carrying, and finally brought the person into the palace safely.