After saying that, she touched Wubao's little head and said with a smile: "You like my great-aunt telling stories. When we meet again in the future, my great-aunt will continue to tell you stories, okay?"
The children could tell that their aunt had made up her mind.
¡°Furthermore, they also know that the identity of the great aunt is indeed not suitable for staying in the palace all the time.
Therefore, they did not try to stay.
"Grandma, you must take good care of yourself."
"Grandma, I wish you a safe journey."
"Grandma, I hope I have another chance to see you and hear you finish the story you told us last time."
Feng Su smiled and nodded: "I will definitely do it."
At the same time, Mu Jingchen and Huangfu Liyue came down from upstairs.
"Auntie, let's go after breakfast."
Feng Su looked at her and refused: "No, Liyue, you and Jingchen live a good life, and my aunt and you will say goodbye."
Huangfu Liyue nodded and smiled: "Auntie, I wish you a safe journey. If you need my help in any way in the future, you can call me at any time."
"good."
Feng Su didn¡¯t say much.
She glanced at Huangfu Liyue and Mu Jingchen, then at the four little guys, and said with a faint smile: "Let's go, see you again when we have a chance."
After saying that, she dragged her luggage and walked out.
She has a lot of luggage, a whole suitcase, which Huangfu Liyue ordered the maid to prepare for her last night. Even winter clothes are ready.
Huangfu Liyue saw that she was struggling to drag her luggage, so he followed her footsteps and took over her luggage.
"Auntie, let me take you to the palace gate."
She might never see this aunt again in the future, so she thought of sending her out of the palace in person.
Feng Su stopped and took the suitcase back from her hand.
"Liyue, my current identity is as a private tutor for several children. When the private tutor leaves the palace, it is really inappropriate for you as a princess to see her off in person. It's better not to let this happen."
She was so considerate that Huangfu Liyue could not refute.
"Auntie, then I will ask the maid in the palace to see it off for you."
This time, Feng Su did not refuse.
"good."
As she spoke, she looked at a maid behind Huangfu Liyue.
This maid is a female official of Chang'an Palace, named Yi Ran. She is usually responsible for managing other maids and the internal affairs of Chang'an Palace.
Feng Su smiled and said, "Let Yi Ran deliver it, don't worry."
Yiran handles things properly and is modest. He usually manages the interior of Chang'an Palace in an orderly manner.
Huangfu Liyue was also very relieved when she was doing things.
So, she agreed quickly and ordered Yiran to send her aunt out of the palace.
Yiran took Feng Su¡¯s luggage very respectfully and took Feng Su out of the Chang¡¯an Palace.
Huangfu Liyue, Mu Jingchen, and several children stood at the entrance of Chang'an Palace, watching Feng Su go away.
Looking at her aunt's back, Huangfu Liyue said in confusion, "Jingchen, have we misunderstood my aunt?"
Auntie left so simply, it didn¡¯t seem like she had any purpose in entering the palace.
At this moment, Huangfu Liyue felt a little sorry for her aunt.
"My aunt must have been very sad about what she said last night.
Mu Jingchen looked at Feng Su's back getting further and further away, and said with cold eyes: "Whether it is a misunderstanding or not, her life will only be better if she leaves the palace."
These words made the entanglement in Huangfu Liyue's heart disappear instantly.
Indeed, my aunt doesn¡¯t even have basic freedoms when she stays in the palace.
Only after she leaves the palace can she truly pursue the life she wants.
Huangfu Liyue put aside some distracting thoughts, withdrew his eyes, turned around and entered the house.
Mu Jingchen also walked in, leaving only four children standing at the door, looking eagerly at the direction in which their aunt and grandma left.
Sanbao held his little face in his hands and said regretfully: "The story of 'Painted Skin' that my aunt told us is not over yet. I really want to know the ending. I didn't expect that my aunt left so suddenly. Alas"
Dabao poked his head.
"Sambo, don't you think the story your aunt told you is too scary?"
Dabao felt his scalp numb when he thought of the stories told by his great-aunt.
Grandma told them a story about "painted skin".
In the story, the protagonist can make a mask from human skin and change his appearance at will, which is even better than the simulation made by modern technology.The human skin mask is even more powerful.
Although the artificial human skin mask can change the appearance, the fake thing is fake. The person wearing the mask cannot make large expressions and cannot withstand a closer look, otherwise, it will be easy to reveal the secret.
??The mask made of human skin by the protagonist in the story can fit perfectly with his own skin, without any flaws at all.
Therefore, no matter who the protagonist wants to live, he only needs to get rid of this person and replace her, and he can easily achieve his goal.
It seems like a simple story, but if you taste it carefully, you can feel the horror in it.
Sanbao didn¡¯t take it seriously. Looking at Dabao¡¯s serious expression, he felt that Dabao was too involved in the drama.
¡°Brother, you don¡¯t really think that the stories told by my aunt are real events, do you? These are just to scare children, I don¡¯t believe it.
I want to listen to my great-aunt tell stories because I have never read the stories she tells in books. I am just curious and I will not take them seriously! "
Wubao nodded in agreement.
"Brother, don't worry. Although we are young, we are not stupid. How can we believe these things? We can still distinguish between stories and reality."
Erbao was leaning against the door, with the same indifferent expression on his face as Mu Jingchen.
¡°I actually also want to know how the protagonist in the story my aunt told me ended.
The protagonist in the story lives the life he wants by replacing others, so there shouldn¡¯t be a good ending, right? "
Sanbao nodded heavily.
"That's natural. Others' superior lives are hard-won. The protagonist in the story uses such despicable means to get what he wants, and there will definitely be no good ending!"
Seeing that they were still obsessed with the story, Dabao reminded: "Okay, stop talking about this, go have breakfast, we have to study later!"
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The king's bedroom.
The king was immersed in reviewing state affairs when Richard suddenly walked in from outside, holding a cup of black tea in his hand.
Seeing the king handling state affairs without raising his head, he stood at the door and paused for a few seconds, his eyes falling on the black tea in his hand.
After hesitating for a long time, he walked to the king's side and put the black tea in his hand.
"Your Majesty, you have worked hard in handling state affairs. Drink some black tea to relieve your fatigue."
After his reminder, the king did feel tired.
He put down the state documents in his hands and picked up the black tea.
The moment he opened the lid of the black tea cup, he suddenly stopped preparing to drink tea and stared at the black tea in the cup.
This black tea looks the same as what he usually drinks.
The only difference is that there are a few dried crab apples floating in the black tea. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com