Dressed as a beautiful, strong and miserable master in the text of master and apprentice

Chapter 66

Yun Yihuan left quietly, just like when she came.

Sima Yan came to Yun Yihuan's door as usual and called out, "Master. Master."

But this time he called for a long time, but no one responded.

With a "snap", the glazed lamp in his hand fell to the ground, the candle light flickered slightly, and was instantly extinguished.

He trembled, stumbled forward and opened the door, and he saw through the moonlight that there was no one in the room.

He called Master a few more times, his words trembling and crying.

No one responded.

Master is gone.

He knew that there would be such a day, but he thought, there would be at least one farewell between them, why did they leave without saying goodbye?

He wiped the tears from his face, got up and lit the candle on the table.

On his side, he found a simple square mahogany box lying quietly on the table, and there was a letter under the wooden box.

He gently removed the mahogany box and read the letter.

I'm gone, the elixir in the box can increase life expectancy by 500 years.

In just two sentences, there was no extra nonsense. He read it back and forth many times, crying and laughing.

"Host, are we really not saying goodbye to him?" The system doesn't understand Yun Yihuan, Sima Yan treats her very well, the two have been together for so long, why don't we say goodbye?

"Let's go back."

"Okay." The system had no choice but to bring Yun Yihuan back to the world of cultivating immortals after hearing the words, but she felt uncomfortable in the whole system, but Yun Yihuan seemed to be fine.

"Can my cultivation be recovered?" The first thing Yun Yihuan asked when she returned to the world of cultivating immortals was her cultivation.

"Okay." The system was a little listless.

After hearing the words, Yun Yihuan didn't say much, went back to the hall, sat down and meditated.

"Master, Sima Yan's offering will turn into power and continuously enter your body."

After Yun Yihuan passed for a long time, Fang gave a faint acknowledgment.

"Your Majesty, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, and the weather is good. I hope that the Emperor will take care of the dragon's body! Don't overwork!" The old man with a gray beard knelt on the ground and sincerely advised him.

Sitting on the golden dragon chair on the high position was a skinny man with gray hair and black eyes. He waved his hand, "Mr. Lin, I know my body myself!"

"Your Majesty!" Lin Xiang looked at Lao Gao's memorial on the table in front of the Emperor, and didn't believe the Emperor's words at all. Their Emperor is good at everything, even if he works, he will lose his life!
Start at Yin time every day, rest at midnight, and sleep only two hours a day.Ask about everything, do everything.During his reign, the people had enough food and clothing, and everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, and restored most of the economy in the originally depressed country.

It is also a rare prosperous age in ancient and modern times. The people all praise it, and the courtiers are also happy to have such a wise emperor, but if the emperor continues to do this, the holy body will not be safe! ! !

The gray-haired, withered man in front of him, some people believed that he was only seventy years old, but who would have thought that the current Holy Majesty is only in his thirties? !
But it looks older than him!How can this make them, who are courtiers, bear the heart? !
"Your Majesty! You have to take your body seriously! Your Majesty, please take good care of the holy body!"

"I see!" The emperor obviously waved his hand perfunctorily, asking Lin Xiang to go down.

Lin Xiang was always a courtier, even if it was persuasion, he did not dare to be too presumptuous, so he had no choice but to back down.

After Lin Xiang stepped back, the emperor coughed heavily several times before stopping.

The servants in the palace hurriedly brought herbal tea to the emperor. After he drank it, his expression became calm, his old skin was dull and his hair was scattered freely, but it was no longer as lush as before.

He stood up, stopped in front of a full-length mirror that was one person tall, and stared at the old man in the mirror in a daze.

Is that the old man in the mirror?He laughed at himself, and the old man in the mirror also laughed sadly. He reached out to touch the face of the person in the mirror.

He has become so ugly now, will Master despise him when he sees it?

I heard that Master is surrounded by gentlemen with peerless looks, how does his appearance match?
Anyway, he will never see his master again in this life, and his face is nothing but flesh and blood.

"Your Majesty, the prince is here."

"Come in quickly."

The current emperor has never set up a queen in his life, nor has he favored concubines, so he has no biological flesh and blood. The current prince is just a child he selected from Sima's family.

The prince was brought into the palace by Sima Yan when he was three years old, and taught him carefully, so the two have a close relationship, even if they are not biological father and son, they are better than biological father and son.

"My ministers see father." The current crown prince is only sixteen years old, with a face like a crown of jade, handsome and unrestrained, quite a bit like Sima Yan back then.

"Get up." Sima Yan saw him, and there was a gleam of light in his dim eyes.

"Father." The prince obediently stepped forward to help Sima Yan squeeze his shoulders, "Father, do you usually listen to the doctor's advice and rest more?" Seeing the memorial on the imperial table, the prince couldn't help but say, "Father, You read so many memorials again. Now you can hand them over to the people below to read, why does the emperor have to work so hard!"

If other princes said this, they would definitely be suspected by the king, but Sima Yan just laughed cheerfully, "I know my own body."

"Father always says that!" The prince's voice suddenly had a hint of crying.

When Sima Yan turned around, he saw that the prince was crying, so he said, sobbing, "Father doesn't care about his body at all, and he never thought that we would worry about him!"

"Father, are you well? I still want to live a long life with Father!"

Sima Yan couldn't help laughing, and took out a light yellow silk handkerchief from his bosom to wipe the prince's tears, "Silly boy, how can an emperor live a long life?"

The prince cried even harder, and couldn't stop, "But the father is clearly only 20 years old, and he is in the prime of life! Why does he describe it as haggard?! I have heard that the father was also a brave and invincible general when he was young. It is even more difficult to have an opponent in the world?! Why did it become like this in just [-] years?"

The prince looked at the old Sima Yan in front of him, he was really afraid and worried, he thought that his father would live for a long time, and his father treated him so well, he. . .

He hasn't had time to repay his father!
Sima Yan smiled lightly, as if the prince was not talking about him, but someone else, "Okay, don't be sad. Everything in the world has its definite order."

The prince actually had an idea in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. He suspected that the change of his father was related to the woman in the underground palace.

But he didn't dare to mention it, he could say many things in front of his father, but he didn't dare to touch this one. He understood a truth when he was very young, the women under the underground palace are the reverse scales of his father, and they must never be touched.

The prince wiped away his tears, secretly thinking that he must grow up quickly to help his father relieve his worries!
He squeezed Sima Yan's shoulders again, and said with a smile, "Father, is this comfortable?"

Sima Yan closed his eyes, lying on the chair, very peaceful, "It's very comfortable."

In the solemn and solemn palace, the father and son are extraordinarily warm.

(End of this chapter)