Yuehan Palace, back mountain.

It has been a night since my master rushed back from the main peak.

However, even after a night of time, Su Han could not fully understand why his master suddenly changed his face.

Could it be that she can still know whether she was thinking at that time?

While thinking about this, Su Han suddenly suspected that his master was actually a big liar.

She made everyone think that what she was best at and what she worked hard to study was the disguise technique that could be called evil.

But in fact, it is very likely that what she is most proficient in is actually mind reading.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, a large stone that has absorbed hundreds of millions of years and could produce spiritual intelligence at any time, looking at the morning glow in the direction of the rising sun in the east, Su Han was choreographing it maliciously.

While complaining inwardly, he looked behind him from time to time.

The master said he would go out and come back soon.

I have been there for a whole day and I haven't seen anyone yet.

I always feel that the master said that the fastest thing is, and what he understood very quickly, does not seem to be the same concept.

After a while of random thoughts in his mind, when the time for release was about to end every day, Su Hanfang restrained his irrelevant thoughts, sat back on the wheelchair that Qiaoer was pushing aside, and returned to his residence.

There are not as carved beams and painted buildings as the Prince's Mansion and the Imperial Palace where they once lived, and there are groups of palaces.

What the few people live in is a small courtyard where Master Master came from nothing by the art of mediating the creation a few days ago.

The yard is not big, but it also has rockery ponds and green trees and flowers.

The overall layout basically restores the yard where Su Han lived when he was in the Prince's Mansion.

Su Han was quite satisfied with the living environment.

Although the entire prince's mansion was not moved, the house was less than one-tenth of the size before.

But after all, it was built by his master with great powers, and in terms of safety and livability, it was far better than the original Prince's Mansion.

As for the fact that he could live in the same yard with his master here, Su Han said that he had never even thought about it and had not noticed it at all.

After passing through a curved and circular path, the half-closed courtyard gate can be seen from afar.

Walking through the 100-meter paved road with bluestone and entering the yard gate, Su Han saw that Yue'er and Xiu'er had returned, and were sitting at the stone table in the yard waiting for him to come back.

The woman in black held a long sword called "Xuanmo" in her arms and sat quietly on the stone bench, like a static ink painting written by a Taoist painter.

Opposite Yue'er, there is indeed a completely opposite picture.

The girl in pink dress has never been quiet, and is swaying and chatting about something to the woman in black opposite.

In response, Yue'er not only looked up at her from time to time, but occasionally nodded slightly as a response.

Most of the time, the girl in black lowered her head and stared at the Xuanmo sword in her hand, as if the three-foot green hair was more attractive than the pretty girl opposite.

The two of them were moved and quiet, one was lively and active, and the other was quiet and silent, sitting opposite each other, but there was no inconsistency at all, but there was an invisible fit everywhere.

Suddenly, I was talking about something, and when I was talking about the rise, I gestured with my hands a few times to make the girl on the other side understand more intuitively what she wanted to express. The movements on the girl's hands in the pink skirt suddenly stopped, and the pleasant sound of the cheerful larks singing in her mouth also stopped suddenly.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the yard.

At the same time, the quiet sword-holding girl opposite seemed to feel something, and she also pulled her eyes away from the long sword in her arms and looked at the door along Xiu'er's gaze.

The next moment, both of them stood up and met.

"Your Highness, you are back!"

Xiu'er trotted towards Su Han who had just entered the door. She was approaching her approaching, her feet jumped slightly, stopped beside Su Han, with a brilliant smile on her face.

Yue'er, who came to meet with her, did not jog like Xiu'er, but her steps continued to speed up. She walked towards Su Han in two steps in three steps, stood on the other side of Su Han and gave a light blessing, shouting, "Your Highness."

A little softness was also revealed on the face that was as cold as a sword in his hand.

Su Han smiled and nodded to the two of them, first setting his eyes on Yue'er's face, "Is the matter done?"

Yue'er nodded and handed out a ring in her hand, "Your Highness is here."

Su Han reached out to take the ring, turned to look at Xiu'er.

Meeting Su Han's gaze, Xiu'er pouted in a perverse manner, "Your Highness is partial, so he handed over some chores to Xiu'er."

After saying that, he also reached out and handed out a ring, "Hey, everything is inside."

Su Han also took the narcotic ring and raised his hand and patted Xiu'er's head in anger, "What's wrong with being biased or not, it seems like you've done everything alone."

Hearing this, Xiu'er gently stuck out her tongue, raised her head slightly, met Su Han's gaze, and blinked mischievously.

"That's how your Highness is partial.

Sister Yue'er and I do the chores. Sister Qiao'er is by your highness, and Sister Qiao'er is just like Sister Qiao'er."

After saying that, Xiu'er raised her head again and blinked her eyes at Yue'er, "Sister Yue'er, do you think Your Highness is biased?"

Upon hearing this, Yue'er frowned slightly and thought seriously for a moment.

He raised his head and looked at Xiu'er, and said with a serious expression, "Your Highness wants to keep you by your side. Do you have the medical skills of Sister Qiaoer?"

Xiu'er: "..."

Seeing that Xiu'er didn't say anything, Yue'er asked again, "Stay yourself by your side, do you have Sister Qiaoer who can take care of others?"

Xiu'er: "..."

Frowning gently, Yue'er continued, "If something happens to Your Highness, can you deal with it?"

Xiu'er: "..."

Looking at Yue'er's serious expression, Xiu'er said that she suddenly wanted to cry.

Sister Yue'er insist on being so serious and serious at any time?

It's obvious that they're just kidding.

Sure enough, it would be better not to bring Sister Yue'er to such a joke.

Seeing Yue'er's lips slightly moving, she looked like she wanted to say something else.

Xiu'er quickly interrupted, "I was wrong!"

Last year, Xiu'er looked at "You finally figured it out" with a relieved look, and suddenly... she wanted to be autistic.

"hehe."

On the side, listening to the conversation between her two maids and looking at Xiu'er's look of being autistic, Su Han couldn't help laughing.

He looked at Xiu'er funnyly and gave her a look of "Look at whether you will be sarcastic in the future."

Su Han smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, I'm busy with work."

After saying that, he looked back at Qiao'er.
Chapter completed!