Dear Commander-in-Chief

Yun Qiao's mind gradually became active again.

She really wanted to know if Young Master Jun was her Imperial Master!

Phone number, yes, he left it for her.

Yun Qiao was even more excited.

She took out the white business card Huo Junlin gave her during the day. The color and texture of this card were in stark contrast to Gong Sheng's black diamond card.

Yun Qiao looked at the number and dialed it with his mobile phone.

The heartbeat kept accelerating.

The Imperial Master must have wanted to avoid everyone, so he specifically left her a phone number, implying that she called him alone when no one was around.

That must be it!

Yun Qiao became more and more certain.

However, the opposite response came from the other end of the phone.

A mechanical system female voice plays repeatedly——

"Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable... Please verify before dialing..."

Yun Qiao frowned and pouted: "How could this happen? Am I dazzled? Little Lulu, please help me see if I entered the wrong number?"

Jasper Bracelet shook his head: "That's right."

Yun Qiao dialed several times again without giving up.

However, the system kept saying that the number Huo Junlin left was "empty."

"What does empty number mean?"

"Princess, an empty number is a number that does not exist." Jasper Bracelet said unbearably.

Yun Qiao was extremely disappointed: "It turns out that he doesn't want to contact me, and he is not a master of the country... I thought too much. Also, the world has its own laws of operation, and I am an accident one in a billion. , how is it possible that, by such a coincidence, there are still people who came to this world like me? I am really whimsical. Sure enough, the book is right, it is best not to think about problems at night. It is indeed right to read more. "

Yun Qiao covered herself with a quilt and fell asleep unwillingly.

Looking at the jasper bracelet, I felt a bit disappointed and helpless.

Alas, does the eldest princess feel a little homesick?

I miss her Saint, my maids, and my little eunuchs.

He understands.

Because he also misses the dressing box in the palace. It was made of bronze from the year before last. It was cool and comfortable to sleep on. It doesn't look like dressing boxes in this world. They are all made of plastic. For this bracelet, it is simply too cheap.

At this moment.

The second floor of the villa.

The palace saint's bedroom.

The man stared at the laptop screen with heavy eyes.

Opposite him, Zhang Bo was busy operating a small instrument connected to his laptop.

After a while, Zhang Bo breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Xiao Qiao must have fallen asleep and didn't call that phone number again."

Gong Sheng nodded: "How long can the technology you use to block the other party's number last?"

Uncle Zhang: "As long as we don't lift the alarm, Miss Xiao Qiao will never be able to get through his phone. But the only loophole is..."

Gong Sheng: "What?"

"If she calls this number from another mobile phone or landline, she can get through."

Gong Sheng frowned: "Is this a loophole? This is simply a huge mistake!"

Uncle Zhang wiped his sweat and said carefully: "Mr. President, in fact, that person is just a client of Miss Xiao Qiao. Maybe because Miss Xiao Qiao is a good fortune teller, he left his business card and wanted to be prioritized in the queue for fortune telling next time... I guess , Miss Xiao Qiao won’t care too much about him! After all, that man’s hair is all white.”

He did not see the man in person, but only heard the description from the bodyguard who followed Yun Qiao from a distance, saying that the man was wearing sunglasses and a hat and could not see his face clearly, but he had some white hair floating outside.

Therefore, in Uncle Zhang's mind, the man who was chatting with Miss Xiao Qiao should be an old man.