Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

"Master Imperial Master."

Qingming stood outside the door and reported quietly,

"Something happened at the Imperial Master's Mansion."

What could possibly happen in the Imperial Master's Mansion?

Chu Jianan was shocked. The enthronement ceremony had just ended and the three armies had not yet set out. What he was most worried about was that something might happen to his master in the Imperial Master's Mansion. However, his master was clearly sealed in the ice mirror by him and his kung fu was completely lost. What could have happened?

"Master Imperial Master, please return to your residence to take care of your internal affairs. I will take care of the affairs of the temple for you."

Hongguo bowed his head.

"Ah."

Chu Jianan looked at Hongguo with approval. He had indeed not misjudged Xiaohong. Although he did not love her, she was someone who was willing to devote herself to him. Moreover, Xiaohong was born in a humble family and had been wandering with him since she was young. She had seen a lot of ups and downs in the world. Naturally, she was a woman with a lively heart and eyes. Just now, behind people's backs, she called him "Brother Jianan".

But now, in front of Qingming, she immediately changed her words and called him the Grand Master, and called herself a servant. A woman who could distinguish between inside and outside, and could also distinguish the priorities of things, and knew to let him go back to the Grand Master's Mansion to deal with urgent matters first. And she stayed in the temple to take care of Princess Qi Jiang and the rest of the temple. It turned out to be a rare assistant for him. To have such an assistant, and so loyal. Chu Jianan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, although it was only a flash. Hong Guo lowered her head and kept paying attention to Chu Jianan's expression. This short smile fell into her eyes, and Hong Guo finally felt relieved.

Watching the red dress floating away like a lotus, Hong Guo slowly raised her head, looking through the corridors, watching the gorgeous man finally disappear at the end of her sight. A happy smile, like a blooming summer flower, bloomed brilliantly on Hong Guo's face.

I waited for so many years and took so much pains to design it.

She had finally waited for this day, the day when she was accepted as a woman by her brother Jianan and received recognition.

Listen to the morning bell of the royal city ringing in the distance.

Hong Guo narrowed her eyes and began to quickly fix her makeup. From today on, she would take care of affairs as the White Saint. Although according to the law, the status of the Black Saint is slightly higher than that of the White Saint. That's why King Wei canonized Princess Qi Jiang as the Black Saint. But what can Princess Qi Jiang do? Whether it's serving the State Master, managing the internal affairs of the State Master's Mansion, or comforting the State Master, Princess Qi Jiang is far from her opponent. Therefore, Princess Qi Jiang is just a decoration, and there is no need for her to compete with her for favor.

However, she couldn't let this princess look down on her, so now, she had to meet Princess Qi Jiang first and set some rules for her.

(Hong Guo didn’t know Chu Jianan’s background. If she knew that Princess Qi Jiang was the daughter of Chu Jianan’s enemy, she wouldn’t be so nervous, haha)

In the morning light, the Imperial Master's Mansion was shrouded in a strange silence, a silence that made people feel an indescribable tension.

"Big Brother, you are back. I wonder who is so bold as to break into our Imperial Master's residence at night and assassinate our Master."

As soon as Chu Jianan and his group walked into the hall of the Imperial Master's Mansion, Feng Qingyang ran over and started nagging him about what happened last night.

According to the order of King Wei, the disciples of the Imperial Master's Mansion had to go with the army, so at this time only some disciples who did odd jobs and disciples who guarded the house were left in the Imperial Master's Mansion. Imperial Master Feng Chi was in seclusion, and of the seven disciples, only the sixth disciple, Feng Qingyang, was left in the mansion to look after him because he did not know martial arts.

"is it?"

Chu Jianan didn't even raise his eyelids, walked straight past Feng Qingyang, and sat down on the large carved golden nanmu chair in the middle of the hall.