A quick encounter leads to a lifetime of misunderstandings

Yuan Ling wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Disciple knows that if Master accepts my junior brother, he will definitely not feel sorry for me as much as before."

Murong Yan: "..." Why does the tea smell like tea?

Oh no, what does such a young child know? He must be overthinking.

"Nonsense, you are my master's first disciple, and my master will always treat you well."

Yuan Ling blinked: "Really?"

Murong Yan affirmed: "Really."

A smile appeared on Yuan Ling's face, "Well, I believe in Master."

Master, since you have said so, you must always be kind to me in the future, otherwise I don’t know what I will do.

"It's getting late, go back to sleep."

"Well, I listen to Master, but can I move to the side hall of Master's courtyard? Where Master is here, I won't have nightmares."

Yuan Ling looked at Murong Yan obediently and expectantly.

Murong Yan had no doubt that if she refused, he would definitely say something that said she didn't feel sorry for him.

Anyway, if the side hall is empty, it's empty. If you want to live there, just live there.

"can."

Yuan Ling's eyebrows were filled with joy, "Thank you, Master. Master is so kind."

After he returned that night, he moved his things over, as if he was afraid that Murong Yan would regret it the next day.

Murong Yan sighed at this, he is indeed a great villain, his execution ability is very strong.

When Han Ming found out the next day, he was very puzzled.

Wouldn’t it be nice to live in your own courtyard?

Do whatever you want.

It's so restrictive to live with Master.

He looked at Yuan Ling with great admiration, "The senior brother is the senior brother, I cannot keep up with my ideological consciousness."

But it always feels weird and I don’t know where the blame lies.

Forget it, don't think too much about things you can't figure out. This is his philosophy in life.

"Han Ming, I have something to do today with your senior brother. You should practice well by yourself. If you don't know anything, make a note first and ask me when I come back."

"Okay Master."

"In addition, I know that you like to cook meals, so I sent someone to take care of the kitchen. It is full of everything. If you want to use it, you can use it yourself."

Han Ming was very moved and felt that his master was so good and he had made the right choice.

I used to prepare meals secretly at home. When my family found out, they felt that I was not doing my job properly and scolded me when they saw it. In the end, I was not allowed to enter the kitchen of the house.

"Thank you, Master. Master, when will you come back? You can try my craftsmanship." Han Ming asked tentatively.

Master has already achieved a level of cultivation. Is she willing to taste her own craftsmanship?

"Don't worry, my master will come back soon. Even if it's just to taste your craftsmanship, I will come back soon."

Yuan Ling stood aside and stared at Han Ming. As expected, he competed with him for the master's attention.

Isn't it just cooking? I will also learn it in the future. I will definitely be better than you.

After getting Murong Yan's reply, Han Ming was already happily thinking about the recipe, so he didn't notice someone's unkind look.

……

Standing on the sword, the wind brought by the side made Yuan Ling unsteady, and he immediately hugged Murong Yan's arm.

Murong Yan looked at his thin figure and shook her head. She was still too thin and needed to make up for it.

She formed a barrier to isolate the surrounding wind to prevent her little apprentice from swaying.

But Yuan Ling's hand never let go.

Murong Yan just thought he was scared and didn't care. She even touched his head comfortingly.

"Master, where are you taking me?"

"Of course I'm going to get your things back."

Yuan Ling had some guesses in his mind, but he couldn't believe it. Is it really what he thought?

He relied on Murong Yan's arm.

Whether it is or not.

Masters are all the best in the world.

On the first day Murong Yan came here, he asked the system to keep an eye on the Chu family who had dug up Yuan Ling's spiritual roots, and spread the news about them digging up other people's spiritual roots.

Of course, if it were just a matter of digging up spiritual roots, there wouldn't be many enthusiastic people seeking justice.

After all, it's just someone else's business, and they can at best despise it in their hearts.

But the Chu family is in business, so what if there is something wrong with their things?

This wasn't Murong Yan deliberately framing them, she just magnified their problems.

So recently, the Chu family has been staying behind closed doors. It is true that partners and customers come to the door every day to cause trouble, and they dare not go out.

There were even some chivalrous people who threatened to come and teach them a lesson after learning about their digging for spiritual roots.

Murong Yan originally planned to deal with the murderer of the Yuan family together, but the system could not detect the murderer's location now, so he had to give up.

……

"Is the person outside the door still there?"

A middle-aged man with shrewd eyes but very haggard asked an older man.

"Come back to me, sir, you're still there."

"How long has this been going on? These people are really crazy. It's just a small problem. Why are they so worried about it? I'm a businessman. Of course, the higher the profit, the better."

"Master, please don't say this anymore. If word gets out..."

Chu Cheng immediately covered his mouth and walked around anxiously.

"How is the young master? Are you still losing your temper?"

Just as the housekeeper was about to reply, the young master of the Chu family, Chu Yun, came in angrily.

"Dad, why are you so useless? It's been so long and you still haven't dealt with the people outside, causing me to miss the Xuantian Sect's disciple recruitment meeting this year."

"Yun'er, don't be angry, it's all your fault."

"Of course it's your fault. Why didn't you kill the servants who knew about it when you dug up his spiritual roots? Now that the news is out, how do you want me to behave?"

"Yun'er, why should you listen to other people's words? This is your spiritual root. Those rumors must have been spread by people who are jealous of you. If other things happen after a while, they will forget about it."

"Hmph, that's the best. By the way, I've been feeling something wrong lately, and I don't know if Yuan Ling is dead. Send someone to look for him. If you find him, kill him. Let him live for so many more years. It's worthy of him. He gave me the spiritual root."

Chu Cheng's eyes flashed with cruelty, "Yun'er, don't worry, dad will definitely deal with him."

"No need to look for it, I'm right here."

Murong Yan and Yuan Ling had been standing outside for a while, and they could hear their conversation clearly.

The three people in the room looked toward the door. When they saw clearly, they were shocked and disgusted.

Although Yuan Ling has grown up, his features and eyes are not much different from his childhood, so the Chu family and his son recognized him quickly.

This kid is actually not dead. Judging from his appearance now, he seems to be doing well. He should have been killed directly in the first place.

They looked at Murong Yan behind Yuan Ling again, and gasped.

Chu Cheng: A good-looking woman. Such a beautiful woman must join my Chu family. I can make her my concubine and welcome her as my wife.

Chu Yun: She has spiritual power, why is she with Yuan Ling? She must have been deceived by Yuan Ling. I want her to see Yuan Ling's true face.

Butler: There is always a feeling that something big has gone wrong.