"Is it really me?" Mousse was amazed.

“…… yes, yes. The maid was dazed.

Isn't it?? The only living person who was too present was Mousse.

The master of this national teacher looks young and beautiful, how can he feel a little mentally abnormal? Is it true that all capable people are like this?

She looks about the same as herself, but when you think about her age...... Well, it's like an old naughty boy in Qianshan, but this master is really more beautiful than the national teacher, if Mousse comes, I'm afraid the title of the first beauty of Wan'an will be taken away by her.

"Oh?" Mousse waved his hand and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "But I don't know how to read medicine at all." ”

"But you don't need to know how to heal." The maid's voice was eager, as if she couldn't wait.

"And what else do you need me for?" Mousse spat out a sentence slowly. Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and said in a very suspicious tone, "No...... What kind of conspiracy do you have? ”

"......" is still unconscious but almost lost the vest to win Loco.

"When...... Of course not, you should trust the National Teacher!" The maid's face was pale, and her eyes were full of sadness.

"The National Teacher has really paid a lot to get you back." The maid was a little emotional.

"How can you remember so clearly as a maid?" Mousse squinted his eyes again.

“…… The whole dynasty knew about it. The maid was hard-mouthed.

"Oh? So who is the emperor of your current dynasty? Mousse smiled, she didn't believe that there was an emperor who was willing to have a greater reputation than herself.

"You can't just call it by name." The maid winced.

"But if you don't tell me, how do I know who it is." Mousse was helpless.

"It is now the fiftieth year of Yongli, and His Majesty Yingfu is the son of heaven." The maid's voice was slightly pressurized.

“…… Who do you say ????" Mousse suspected that his ears were in the water and he heard it wrong, so he couldn't help but ask again to confirm it.

"In the fifty years of Yongli, His Majesty Yingfu is in power." The maid is an emotionless repeater.

"Winfoot?!" Mousse got up suddenly, and won Loco because of his big movement, "Bang Tower-" and slammed the bed board on the side with a loud bang, and his forehead instantly reddened.

But Mousse didn't care so much at this time, because there were more shocking things.

Incumbent wins.

Win Fu He actually became the emperor?!

Seeing the forehead of the national teacher who was accidentally bumped, the maid wanted to step forward and exclaim, but she held back. She nodded at Mousse and said solemnly, "Yes, that's right." ”

No matter what, how could Ying Fu be the emperor??? That old fritter who only knows how to play crickets, learn to play slippery and don't like to read??

Mousse's eyes were dizzy, and letting this guy manage the country really wouldn't turn this place into a place where wars are frequent.

"Can you tell me what kind of emperor Yingfu is?" Mousse asked tentatively.

"Honest and honest Mingjun." The maid spoke without leakage.

“…… Poof, are you sure? "Mousse trance.

"Nature." The maid was still smiling, but her mood was not good. If it weren't for the master of the national teacher, if anyone suspected His Majesty so much, he would have been the first to be pulled into Dali Temple.

The world is changing fast.

It turned out that the little boy became a generation of national teachers, (although the blood vomited was indeed a bit much) and the five-clawed and unscrupulous Ying Fu actually stood out among the many princes and became the emperor, which is really unseemly.

"......" fainted Ying Luoke is about to lose his listen, isn't the topic on himself? Why, all of a sudden, it turned into that dead guy.

Isn't that damn guy with a country and a beautiful woman? What is the place for Mousse psychology!

"Is the relationship between the national teacher and His Majesty good?" Mousse questioned the soul.