However, the process was not simple. From time to time, he would take out a flour ball, and from time to time, he would pretend to use a golden needle to cross his acupoints…
All sorts of methods were used, and this could be considered an instinctive cover-up.
When he had just left the Imperial City, he might have been a little foolish, but now, all his actions were flawless, and he was no longer short-sighted when dealing with matters.
If one's heart was filled with eternity, one would be indifferent when raising one's hands and feet. One would pay more attention to the layout when picking and placing pieces, and would not go to sensationalize.
Lu Miaomiao carried a basket and covered her face with a hood as she bought vegetables at the market in this city.
"It's the Imperial Teacher's wife!" Someone suddenly recognized him and shouted.
"Where is it?"
