You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

In the majestic and gorgeous palace, Shen Qi wandered aimlessly. He no longer knew how long he had been walking here or how long he had been trapped.

The palace was large, but empty.

Shen Qi observed the palace boredly, but suddenly stopped - the usually silent palace suddenly heard the faint sound of ringing bells.

Shen Qi was a little curious and followed the sound of the bell.

As he got closer, the sound became clearer and clearer. For some reason, Shen Qi was suddenly very excited. The crisp ringtone seemed to fall on his heart, and every sound was particularly moving. He quickened his pace and finally discovered the source of the ringing sound deep in the palace.

It seemed to be the palace owner's bedroom. He pushed the door open and went in. Gorgeous gauze curtains fell down, layer upon layer, blocking the scenery inside the palace.

The ringtone became clearer and clearer.

When I was about to pass through the last layer of gauze, no, it should actually be the bed curtain. A gorgeous and elegant bed is covered by heavy gauze curtains, like a cave hiding treasures. Shen Qi approached and was about to reach out and push aside the bed curtains, but suddenly he heard an angry shout:

"Get out!"

The voice was cold and moving, but it was filled with inexplicable hoarseness and unbearable pain.

Shen Qi was stunned, this was... the master's voice?

Is Master telling him to get lost?

Just when he was hesitating whether to get out of here, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind the heavy gauze curtain, desperately stretching out as if trying to escape from something terrifying.

The hands had distinct joints, were slender and fair, as flawless as jade.

No, it can’t be said to be flawless.

The thin wrist had bruises from being tied up, and there were several clear marks across the slender finger bones, like holy white jade stained with scarlet blood.

Shen Qi watched helplessly as the hand stretched out the bed curtain weakly, and the next moment it was grabbed arbitrarily by a big hand and pulled back. At the same time, Shen Qi heard a curse with anger, pain and weak crying: "...You, evildoer..."

It's his master.

At this moment, he heard a chuckle belonging to another man, deep, arrogant and surly.

Shen Qi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen.

He completely stayed where he was, staring blankly at the thick bed curtains, as if he had lost the ability to walk.

Shen Qi took a step forward, but in an instant he stepped on the air. Countless white light balls exploded in front of him. For a moment, all five senses were lost. He seemed to be unable to see or hear anything. Only endless loneliness and emptiness surrounded him. .

It seemed as if someone passed by him quickly, and before leaving, he sneered at him.

The moment the sneer fell, Shen Qi regained all his senses - he was still standing behind the heavy curtains, and everything he had just experienced seemed to be his illusion.

At this time, a gust of wind blew open the bed curtain in front of him, revealing a cold face.

There was no scene like Shen Qi imagined, there was only a disheveled Jiang Suiwan on the bed.

Shen Qi saw the marks on his white neck and collarbone, extending all the way to his thin pajamas. The snow-white pajamas concealed them like red plums burning on the snow.

The beauty almost burned his eyes.

Shen Qi leaned forward uncontrollably, held Jiang Suiwan's face in his trembling hands, put his forehead against his, and asked him with a smile: "Master, tell me, who is it?"

The smile was light, like an ice floe that would break at the touch of a spring day before it melted.

Jiang Suiwan broke away from his hand and said coldly: "Go away, don't touch me."

As if Shen Qi didn't hear what he said, she held his face again and asked again, with a gentle voice like coaxing a child: "Master, tell me who it is, okay?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Shen Qi didn't seem to understand the meaning of this word. He repeated in a low voice, "It has nothing to do with me... It has nothing to do with me..."

"It has nothing to do with me?"

Shen Qi raised his head and looked at him, his pupils turned purple, filled with twisted and cold emotions, like a madman.

He grabbed his master, his Tianbianyue, and his sweetheart, held him down, gently rubbed his slender neck, and asked: "Why does it have nothing to do with me? Why can others do it but I can't?"

Shen Qi held his wrist with one hand and stroked Jiang Suiwan's cold face lovingly, "Why did you tell me to get away? Master, why?"

"Presumptuous! I am your master." Jiang Suiwan tilted his head, resisting his movement.

Seeing this, Shen Qi grabbed his chin and leaned over, "There is something even more presumptuous, my master."

"Go away..." There was an angry curse, but there was no lingering sound before it was fully spoken.

Master...why did you reject me...

Why can others do it but he can't?

...get out of here...get out of here...

Long night.

"Huh~" Shen Qi woke up from his dream. He sat up and took a deep breath, trying to suppress his fast heartbeat and jealousy.

He tried his best to restrain his murderous intention and...love, so much so that he didn't notice that the mirror in his sea of ​​consciousness emitted a white light that was so weak that it was almost invisible.

The images in the dream seemed to be engraved in Shen Qi's mind, over and over again, clear and hot.

How could he have such a dream? How could a person like Master allow others to get close to him?

However... there are many people who covet his master. His master is pure in love. What if he is seduced by someone with intentions and allows others to get close to him?

When he thought of the scene in his dream, he almost went crazy with jealousy.

But Master once said that if he meets someone he likes, he will become a Taoist couple with that person.

Then why can't he be the one who becomes a Taoist couple with the master? Why can't he be someone that Master likes?

He could cook for Master, accompany Master in cultivation, make Master happy, destroy all the people or things that made him sad, he could give Master everything he wanted, and he could give Master everything he had. Whatever Taoists in the world can or cannot do among themselves, as long as Master wants, he can do it for Master.

He will always stay with Master, with only Master in his eyes and heart, and will never give up on him.

He only wants his master to love him and be with him forever.

But... the master only regarded him as his disciple. In Master's eyes, he seems to be a child who will never grow up.

He doesn't want this.

Shen Qi got up and got out of bed, opened the door, and the cool wind that came in front of him dissipated some of the heat and murderous intent, and also made him calm a lot.

There is no rush, he can wait slowly, anyway, he is the only disciple beside the master now, and he is special.

Shen Qi closed the door and walked towards the cold pool in the back mountain.