Luo Qingyu sighed secretly in his heart. Sure enough, a person who has always been a high-profile person is very eye-catching no matter what he looks like.

How could a great master who looks like a young lady be able to attract the attention of so many people...

The two of them had just walked for a while when a carriage painted with gold came up from behind. There were several luminous pearls falling on the carriage, which looked extremely gorgeous.

As the sedan approached Luo Qingyu and the two of them, the sedan curtain suddenly opened a gap, revealing half of a flower-like face.

It looked like it was a girl. The girl's eyes turned slightly on Di Shiyin, revealing a look of surprise.

Suddenly he ordered the bearer to stop, and when the curtain of the sedan was lifted, she jumped out with a thud and landed in front of Di Shiyin: "Who are you? Why are you walking on foot? Such beauty should be awarded a third-grade official. It is unavoidable to walk like this.

Lost your identity."

She was about the same height as the current Emperor Shiyin, and her voice was as delicate and crisp as an oriole emerging from the valley.

People are born with beauty, and they are miniature beauties.

Di Shiyin ignored her, took Luo Qingyu's hand and continued to move forward.

His clothes were fluttering away so fast that the girl with short legs obviously couldn't catch up with him. She stamped her foot behind him in a hurry: "Hey, why are you ignoring people?" She got into the carriage and said, "Hurry, catch up with them!"

The bearer driving the carriage cracked his whip.

After a while, they finally caught up with Luo Qingyu again.

The girl simply didn't get out of the car, she just opened the car curtain, revealing a small white hand, holding a green bead in her hand. It looked wandering and changing, and it should be a treasure.

"Hey, young man, can you come with me? If you follow me, this bead will be yours. I guarantee that you will be a second-grade official, and you will be greeted when you go in and out..."

Di Shiyin only frowned slightly, not bothering to look at her at all.

Just like in the past, when he met such a careless girl, he would make her disappear. Now...

Now his skill is less than one thousandth of its original strength, and he still can't do it——

Luo Qingyu secretly smiled in his heart, the Grand Master's peach blossoms were really bright and vigorous, and even if he became like this, some people would try to take advantage of him.

She has even disfigured him by half. If it were his original appearance, the girls on the street would probably be unable to lift their legs, right?

A second-grade official?

The emperor had to give him a half salute when he saw him. Would he care about a second-grade official?

Hugging each other? As long as he is willing, the disciples of the Purple Lotus Sect can block a street...

Alas, no wonder this girl hit a snag——

The girl was getting bored talking to him three or four times, and she was a bit embarrassed: "Hey, why don't you say something?"

Then he glanced at Luo Qingyu, who had been following Di Shiyin: "Who is she? Is she your slave girl?"

Slave girl?!

The corners of Luo Qingyu's lips twitched. From which part of her body did she look like a slave girl?!

She raised her eyebrows: "What are you talking about? I am his..."

She was about to say 'I am his sister' when Di Shiyin said coldly: "She is my wife!"

Luo Qingyu staggered, and the veins on his forehead jumped.

Wife?! He really dares to say that! Even if he doesn’t say apprentice, he can just say sister.

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