After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Shen Junlin kept tugging on Xie Qingyun's blue sleeves, and he still refused to let go.

It seems that he is worried that when he opens his eyes, he will become an outcast again.

Xie Qingyun's eyes focused on the large dark mark on his chest, and his thoughts began to wander. Will he be as clingy as a little fox in the future?

He waved his hand and spread a wool blanket on the bare hard bed. After lifting the child up, he covered him with a thick quilt.

Then he sat aside with his chin propped up and let him hold his sleeves.

The area around Leng Gong is very quiet. Occasionally there will be the sound of birds flapping, which seems to be some kind of beast hunting at night. Combined with the rustling of grass, it is very scary.

Shen Junlin was used to the desolation and weirdness of the Cold Palace, but there was still fear lurking deep in his heart.

Tonight was different, that sleeve gave him an unprecedented sense of security, and he slept without any nightmares for the first time.

The warm sunlight filtered through the slumped roof and fell slantingly on his face, and Shen Junlin woke up full of energy.

When he saw the bedside with his chin propped up and pretending to sleep, and the woman's sleeves that he had forcefully pulled into his arms, he screamed in surprise.

Xie Qingyun slowly opened his eyelids, looked at the child whose face suddenly turned red, and thought:

"Did this gentle son of God have a character that was startled in the early stage?"

Rule the world:

[Junjun, Baoer, little Alin is just shy. 】

[After all, since I was a child, except for a few months when I was in infancy, I have never even had the privilege of being coaxed to sleep by my mother.

You have lived independently until now, and you consider yourself a big child. It feels unbelievable that you are pulling your sleeves to sleep. 】

Meeting the comforting eyes, Shen Junlin awkwardly rubbed his sweaty and wrinkled sleeves and whispered:

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't mean it."

Xie Qingyun used his other hand to take care of the dull hair on his forehead, and then took his pulse.

"It's okay, I don't care about this as a teacher. You are still a child, don't pretend to be mature all day long.

The wound still needs to be replaced with medicine. After a while, Master will take you to eat and then teach you how to practice. "

"Ok!"

The child's voice rose at the end, with a smile on his face.

After he solemnly smoothed his sleeves, he quickly fetched water and washed himself.

With a thought, Xie Qingyun's whole body was so clean that it shone brightly. Then he sat aside and watched the little carrot head busy.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the child came over clean and his calloused hands were all red.

Xie Qingyun raised his arm and handed over his sleeve.

Shen Junlin hesitated for a moment, holding onto the corner of his clothes with red ears. He walked beside the woman with his head lowered the whole time, his eyes gleaming slightly.

What kind of bullshit, father, I don’t care about!

I, Shen Junlin, am in pain from my master!

snort!

Xie Qingyun glanced down from time to time, always feeling that the boy next to him had a tail and was wagging happily.

She always chose remote roads with few people, and it was not appropriate to bring Xiao Shen to the Imperial Master's Hall in such a bold manner just a few days after arriving.

After all, the Dog Emperor said in anger that Xiao Shen's status as a prince could not be diminished. It would be even harder for him to regain what he had lost in the future.

Some things just don't mean giving up.

Just like something is not important to you, but seeing it fall into the hands of your enemy, or even your enemy living better because of those things, is more uncomfortable than killing yourself!

When Xie Qingyun took Shen Junlin to the imperial kitchen to steal some food, the manager of the imperial kitchen was cursing with a big belly.

It's past the time for breakfast now. All we have to cook are the nourishing medicinal meals and sweet soups made by ladies and gentlemen, so the time is relatively leisurely.

Shen Junlin was a little scared. He once heard that the imperial dining room was the place where people in the palace ate. He secretly ran to get food and almost didn't get beaten to death.

"Gungun, you second prince, please go back to your cold palace and stay there!"

He still remembered the disgusted look in the steward's eyes when he said this.

Xie Qingyun took bird's nest soup, minced meat porridge, lotus cake, angelica stewed chicken, and crystal soup dumplings.

Shen Junlin tried his best to stuff more food into his stomach, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Master, you are so amazing! You were stealing food openly and without being caught!"

"Ah."

Xie Qingyun nodded with twitching corners of his mouth.

Not to mention the last sentence, we are still good masters and disciples.

"Don't eat too much, or you may burst your stomach."

she reminded.

Shen Junlin obeyed and complied. He was still very full after eating. His belly was so swollen that he stretched out his clothes with rough stitching, exposing his belly button.

Xie Qingyun decisively opened the book of rules and took photos.

The classic dark history of the male protagonist is a must-collect!

After eating, Xie Qingyun led Shen Junlin back.

The child kept hiccupping, and when he saw her looking over, he tried hard to cover his mouth, and his ears were so red that they were smoking.

Almost back near Leng Gong, he gently shook her sleeves, endured shyness, raised his head and explained:

"This is my first time to burp. I used to be so hungry that my stomach hurt, as if someone was setting fire to it."

Xie Qingyun bent down and looked at him levelly. Shen Junlin's eyes were filled with tears even though he had a sharp temperament.

She pinched his ears and said:

"Lin'er, be good, you won't be hungry again."

*

In the dilapidated main hall of the cold palace, a large group of people, one small and one small, were sitting cross-legged on quilts.

The woman sat firmly, her whole body exuding divine light, and her Xian Leng divine aura became even stronger.

The child was swaying, grinning, and kept shouting:

"My legs are numb, my legs are numb."

The woman bent her fingers and knocked her head lightly.

"Calm down and pay attention to your breathing. Don't move!"

"Master, my legs are numb."

"A man bleeds, sweats, but sheds no tears! Do you still want to resist oppression? Do you want to stand up? Do you want to punch the dog emperor in the face?"

"Dog, dog emperor?"

"That's your father."

"...Master, you are so arrogant, aren't you afraid of being thrown into the cold palace and implicating the nine clans?"

The woman looked at the child with strange eyes, "He doesn't dare."

"Master, your arms can't twist your thighs. No matter how strong your mother's clan is, you are still controlled by him, and the ethics of monarchs and ministers will crush you!

You, just be patient.

When he dies, my disciple will find a way to let you go home. "

The child taught me earnestly and took the opportunity to move his legs.

The woman nodded seriously:

"Lin'er, what you said makes sense. Prepare your plate!"

After another meal, the child's brain collapsed, and the child's mouth became deflated.

"Master, can't you take a break?"

"cannot!"

"Good Master, the best and the best Master~"

The child actually started acting coquettishly.

The woman had a straight face, unmoved, "No! But..."

The subject changed, "If you complete your mission today, my master will take you for a stroll."

Hearing this, the child's whole body was filled with strength!

"Don't regret it!"

After saying that, he quickly pushed his legs back, put his hands on his legs, spread them naturally, made slight pinching gestures, straightened his back, closed his eyes and practiced breathing techniques.