The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

Wang Yunlin glanced at the direction where the messenger talisman flew away, "Everyone has seen it, I'm not wrong. This person is indeed a spy sent in by someone else. At this time, he is not sending a messenger talisman to the sect leader to state the facts, but to send a message to outside the sect. News! Sent to death row!"

He Jian is pure and bitter!

As soon as He Yuanchun was chained and put in prison, Jiang Linqing led someone to escort He Xiaoliu over.

Jiang Linqing looked at Wang Yunlin, "Senior Brother Wang is very fast! As for me, this little girl refuses to admit stealing the secret book. Do you think we should give her a punishment or we should directly dig up her Dantian and sea of ​​consciousness to see Look, is she hiding on the road?"

Wang Yunlin glanced at He Xiaoliu, who was very unconvinced, and nodded to Jiang Linqi, "Leave this matter to me. If you keep it, you will know where she is hiding tomorrow."

Jiang Linqiao cupped his hands and said, "It's up to you, Senior Brother Wang."

Outside the dungeon, Jiang Linqie's disciples were unwilling to give away their achievements, "Junior Sister Jiang, wouldn't this be an advantage for Senior Brother Wang?"

Jiang Linqiao narrowed his eyes like a fox and shook his head, "Senior Brother Wang has long been interested in the mother and daughter named He. He finally got such a good opportunity to deal with them, can he let it go? We gave it to him, what else can he do? If you keep this brother-sister relationship, if you don’t give it, it will probably be written down in the notebook, so you have to be careful in the future.”

When the others think about it, they are right. Wang Yunlin holds a grudge and will try his best to get the things and people he wants. They gave it openly and left a reputation of harmony among fellow disciples.

"Then, about the secret... what if the secret is a secret that can ignore the bottleneck of the super-spiritual realm? Wouldn't we be in a big loss?"

Jiang Linqiao also thought about this problem, but, "Isn't there a gathering to break the bottleneck of the super-spiritual realm recently? Even if we don't get this, that should be made public, just a little later."

"Junior Sister Jiang is right. Let's go then. Elder Wang is still waiting for us to report on the progress."

At nearly noon the next day, Yue Qi came to the yard with the condolence gift specially given by Ye Youxuan. When he saw the mess in the yard, he couldn't help but sigh. It's not easy for people to sit at home and have disasters come from the sky.

"This is what the sect master meant. He said that they couldn't pry out from the little thief where she hid the secret book, and the little thief couldn't do it. They could only slowly send people to carpet the place where the little thief had passed. Let’s touch the row and see if we can find it.”

He Zheng didn't miss anything. Hearing this, he still nodded regretfully, "Thank you, Master, for making this trip. Is Master's wife about to give birth?"

Liu Yi's belly is about ten months old and she can only carry her when walking.

Yue Qi smiled, his face filled with happiness, "It should be soon."

Beijing, Jiaofang Division.

"Miss, Mrs. He has learned to read music."

"So fast!"

Another maid ran over and said, "Miss, Mrs. He can already play. She even composed the music and lyrics herself, saying that she is the only one who is good to me in the world."

Miss Lian'er couldn't sit still anymore. After cleaning up, he hurried over and hid behind the moon cave door and secretly stretched his head to take a look.

In the pavilion of Shaole Pavilion, the ugly Wang Ziyue was walking around with her hands behind her back. Zhao Jing was sitting in front of the piano table, playing and singing, "Only mothers are good in the world. Children without mothers are like grass. Without my mother's arms, happiness is gone..."

Although the fingering is still relatively unfamiliar, the sound quality and timbre are not yet accurate, and the piano sounds a little awkward, but every time she plays a sentence, the fingering, timbre, and scale of the next sentence become more accurate.

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure..."

The song was easy to understand and not difficult at all, but it made her burst into tears and sad. If her mother was still alive, her home wouldn't be Jiaofangsi, and she wouldn't do things based on people's faces, let alone be kicked out of Shaole Pavilion where she was used to living.

But even after being kicked out, listening to the singing, she was not angry at all.

"Sister Zhao, it turns out you don't have a mother anymore."

Unconsciously, she walked out and said these words in a weak and friendly manner while wiping her tears.

Zhao Jing raised her head, pressed her hands on the piano, and took a long breath.

Wang Ziyue looked at Zhao Jing a little nervously. The Lian'er girl ran over at this time, fearing that she might... Just thinking that everyone was suffering, it would be helpful if she could help, when she saw Zhao Jing let out a sigh of relief.

Zhao Jing nodded, "What do you think about the song just now?"

Lian'er wiped her tears and saluted Zhao Jing: "Lian'er doesn't know whether what he said is right or not. Maybe I am too sensitive and fragile. When I heard this, I thought of my mother. When I thought about living alone now, I felt very sad. bitter……"

Zhao Jing smiled, "That's quite honest. Here, I'll give this to you." Zhao Jing took out a casually made golden hairpin from the space, "I took over Shaole Pavilion without asking you in advance. I'll give you compensation."

Lian'er took the golden hairpin with both hands and couldn't believe it. She immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, Sister Zhao, for the reward!"

Wang Ziyue was surprised and her eyes were filled with tears. The hairpin looked like it weighed ten taels, which was one hundred taels of silver! This meeting gift is a bit expensive! He doesn't have it yet.

Zhao Jing changed hands and gave Wang Ziyue a gold hairpin, "Take it back and give it to Madam."

Wang Ziyue took it gratefully, "I don't have a wife yet, so I will leave it to my future wife."

When Zhuge Yunwen came back from outside and saw this scene, he didn't know what to say. Can hairpins be given away to anyone casually? But Wang Ziyue is not afraid of being ugly.

"Madam, I have collected some music scores," Zhuge Yunwen handed over the paper music scores and a recording note, "I have recorded some of the performances by more famous people. Later, I can slowly compare and practice at home."

Wang Ziyue watched the demonstration process of the recording talisman and felt nervous. This was obviously taking away his husband's job of preaching, teaching and solving doubts. With this recording talisman, he can learn by himself. What else does he need to do?

But he didn't dare to offend this Zhuge Yunwen.

Zhao Jing accepted it happily, "Okay, once we get through the door, we will go home and retreat to practice."

Wang Ziyue sighed helplessly in her heart, this student was too talented, it didn't matter, the master would lose his job sooner or later. But, hey, just throw it away. With this golden hairpin, he is already content.

It was the first time for Lian'er to see such a handsome and handsome man. She immediately blushed and lowered her head shyly.

Wang Ziyue came out of the pavilion and said, "Miss Lian'er, please."

"Wang Ziyue, what do you mean?" The maid apologized for Lian'er's injustice, "Why do you drive us away? We can't even come to this place?"

Wang Ziyue rolled her eyes, "We are no longer needed here, can't you see? Let's go. I happen to have a new song. If Miss Lian'er is willing, you can have a look..."