Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

General Yan walked over slowly and grabbed the little emperor's hand.

"His Majesty the Emperor is very grateful to Lord Chu."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face.

But on the other side, a message was sent to the little emperor through secret words.

"Your Majesty, that's not what we said when we rehearsed before!"

"But, didn't Grandpa Yan say that the more I can express my gratitude to my benefactor, the better? Isn't kneeling enough?"

Hearing these words, General Yan was speechless for a moment.

"It's not impossible, but you are the king of a country. How can a king of a country kneel down to others so easily? Your Majesty!"

"Why can't the king of a country kneel down?"

"This, this, in short, it can't be done!"

The little emperor was a little depressed.

He seemed to feel that there was nothing wrong with kneeling.

When he helped others on the street, they would always kneel down to express their gratitude to him.

But why is it okay for him to kneel down in front of others when he comes here?

The little emperor didn't understand.

"And that line, that's not how we said it when we were rehearsing!"

"But, those words are too long, I really can't remember them, Grandpa Yan."

General Yan sighed, feeling tired.

The lines were only fifty or sixty words long, but the little emperor suddenly reduced them to five. He didn't know what to say.

And Chu Tian, ​​who was sitting on the bed, was so amused that he couldn't hold back as he listened to the two people talking in secret words.

He quickly covered his mouth with his hand and pretended to cough a few times.

"Cough~cough"

Hearing the cough, General Yan looked at Chu Tian.

"How is Mr. Chu's health?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious. I'll be fine after a rest."

As he said that, Chu Tian glanced at the two people in front of him.

"By the way, why don't you see Mr. Pan?"

As Mr. Pan's teacher, it stands to reason that he should stay with the little emperor.

When General Yan heard the word Pan Lao, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Seeing General Yan's eyes, Chu Tian vaguely guessed something, but before he could ask, a voice came from outside the door.

"I'm late. I hope, ahem, I hope Mr. Chu can forgive me."

A sound mixed with a cough came, and Chu Tian saw a skeleton sitting on a wheelchair outside the door, being slowly pushed in.

The skeleton pushed Mr. Pan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, into the room. Mr. Pan turned his head and showed a smile.

"Okay, you go and wait outside first. I'll call you when you get back."

The skeleton nodded, his body trembling a little, and the flame in his eyes seemed to make tears of fire fall at any time.

"yes."

He replied with a choked cry, and then retreated.

"Master Chu, I'm really sorry for coming to see you like this."

Mr. Pan said, with an apologetic smile on his face.

Chu Tian looked at Mr. Pan in front of him.

The upper half of the body was completely torn apart, and the legs were completely missing from the knees down.

Seeing Chutian's eyes constantly scanning his body, Mr. Pan smiled calmly.

"But fortunately, the Zerg were repelled, so it was all worth it."

After saying that, Mr. Pan seemed to relax and let out a long sigh of relief.

General Yan on the side clenched his fists and lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking of writing.

The little emperor looked at the wheelchair under Mr. Pan with curiosity, as if that wheelchair was more attractive to him.