Jianling

Daoist Qing Zheng's gentle gaze seemed to be the most severe questioning in such a situation, but she just watched in silence for a while after all, and chose to respect Zhongxuan's decision: "No matter what, don't lose yourself."

"Is it so scary?" Shen Zhongxuan smiled, trying to pass the topic with the usual perfunctory of young people, but Daoist Qing Zheng didn't accept this, and still looked at him seriously: "That's something that even scourges and beasts can't catch up with." disaster."

After all, no matter how amazing the proud sons of heaven were, such as Meng Yanhan and Xiao Shuhua, they would inevitably perish in love in the end.

Qing Zheng would rather stick to his old ways than dare to provoke him in the slightest.

"Disaster?" Zhong Xuan lowered his head and smiled gently, "I remember."

Love alone is already a disaster, but if you fall in love with your master, wouldn't it be a disaster that will leave you infamous for thousands of years.

And Chu Wanzhen will return to the palace after all, he can still be with Meng Xing, because he is his apprentice, and he has long been homeless, as long as he does not make a big mistake, Meng Xing will definitely not abandon him.

That's fine.

When Chu Wanzhen didn't bother them, they would continue as usual, and that was enough.

When the sky broke through the clouds the next day, Shen Zhongxuan opened the door and saw Chu Wanzhen standing in front of his room with his sword in his arms. His red dress seemed to be on fire, and he was burning flamboyantly in the plain snow.

Zhongxuan withdrew his eyes from looking at her, and passed her calmly, but this time Chu Wanzhen did not get angry immediately as usual, but grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and said reluctantly: "Zhongxuan, you Come with me."

"...Let go." Shen Zhongxuan lowered his eyes, already felt the strength of Chu Wanzhen wishing to strangle him to death on his wrist, "Talk well, or you will be beaten."

Chu Wanzhen immediately changed his face, and dragged him into the room with a smile on his face. When Zhong Xuan came back to his senses, Chu Wanzhen had already closed the door.

"My attitude is very sincere." Chu Wanzhen took off her fiery red cloak, put it on the table, then stood up, shook out a bunch of objects from her sleeves, and dropped them on the ground in pieces, and then she bent down one by one Picking it up, "First of all, I'll call you senior brother first, are you satisfied?"

Chong Xuan tapped the table with his fingers: "Not bad."

With a shy smile on her face, Chu Wanzhen picked out another purse from a pile of things, pressed it carefully to her heart and prayed for a while before putting it on the table.

The purse is small and exquisite, with Shen Zhongxuan's eyesight for many years of housekeeping, he can tell at a glance that the brocades used in the purse are all top grade, even higher than the silk he carefully selected for Meng Xing's clothes. The silk thread for embroidering patterns is even more precious. He vaguely remembered that this kind of silk thread was only given to the royal family, and the purse was also smoked with spices.

In the business world, the value of this purse has surpassed that of Chu Wanzhen in the eyes of Shen Chongxuan.

Facing Chu Wanzhen's eyes full of complacency, Shen Zhongxuan smiled at her: "It's so ugly."

Chu Wanzhen: "..."

Fortunately, Princess Shunning's self-cultivation was praised by others. Chu Wanzhen's delicate hibiscus face was only twisted for a moment, and then she smiled back with kindness: "You can do what you want."

Zhong Xuan didn't say much, just nodded slightly: "If there is a chance. So what is this?"

"The embroidery is mandarin ducks. I have learned it for a long time." Chu Wanzhen stretched out her hand to him, revealing the needle holes on her fingertips, "Do you understand now?"

Shen Zhongxuan realized it, and opened his hands to her: "Want to ask a senior brother to help you embroider? Well, the price is the same, and the tattoo is ten taels of silver."

"Chongxuan, do you really want to quarrel with me?" Chu Wanzhen opened his hand and laughed angrily, "You should have been burned to death on Wenting Mountain back then. It's really a disaster that will last for thousands of years."

Zhong Xuan smiled magnanimously, noncommittal, but his face was easy to handle, and his heart was already turbulent.

He already felt bad when he heard Chu Wanzhen say that he had a sweetheart before, and now Chu Wanzhen put something like a purse in front of him again—could it really be what he thought it meant?

Shen Zhongxuan's heart was beating like a drum, and he almost didn't dare to look at Chu Wanzhen's eyes anymore, so he could only pretend to be decent and gag with her, thinking how to politely reject Chu Wanzhen's show of love.And Chu Wanzhen took a sip of tea, barely suppressed the blush on her face, raised her head, her eyes were as bright as stars: "In this purse, there is my hair."

Zhong Xuan took a sip of tea and choked, almost coughing up his heart.

"You guessed it too, I said before that I have someone I like..." Chu Wanzhen took a deep breath and made up her mind, "You..."

Zhong Xuan interrupted her: "I have a sweetheart."

Chu Wanzhen was taken aback for a long time, and then he hesitated and asked back: "Congratulations. But what do I care?"

Zhong Xuan also paused, met her eyes in a daze, and asked embarrassingly: "Uh, then you like..."

There was a table between the two of them, and they could touch each other's hands by stretching out their arms. The sound of breathing suddenly became very clear in this quiet room.

"...Damn it!" Chu Wanzhen put his hands on his chest and looked at him in shock, "Shen Yuanyuan, do you like me?!"

Chong Xuan: "..."

He already realized what stupid thing he said, but unfortunately it was hard to stop, and it was too late for him to regret it, so he could only hide his face and ask again: "Who do you like?"

Chu Wanzhen was still in despair that his junior brother who was fighting and bickering with him every day actually liked me. Hearing this, he might not have responded for a long time. When Shen Chongxuan asked again, Chu Wanzhen looked at him silently and responded with pity. : "I'm sorry, Junior Brother, I...I really don't think anything wrong with you."

Zhong Xuan sighed: "Your Highness, I am the same."

"...Well, although it may be a bit too cruel for you, I am here today to show you my sincerity." Chu Wanzhen glanced at his face, "You can't like me , because I...I like Master."

Shen Zhongxuan's flushed face turned pale in an instant, and his blood, which was so hot and almost burning because of embarrassment, suddenly cooled down. His clasped hands tightened a bit, and he raised his eyes in astonishment, full of disbelief look.

Chu Wanzhen was terrified by him, and hurriedly stammered to explain: "I know that between master and apprentice...it is indeed a big rebellion. But, but the master is so good, and he is not an old man...Can you understand me? Brother, don't scold me, and don't think Master is wrong, I, I just like Master..."

"...Is that what you call liking?" Shen Zhongxuan endured for a long time before he squeezed out a few words, "You... how do you know that you like him?"

"How do I know if I like it?" Chu Wanzhen lowered her head, "Three years ago, as soon as I met Master, I decided that I didn't want any face. As long as I can follow him, I can do anything."

Zhong Xuan said: "You are just looking for sex!"

Chu Wanzhen was inexplicably scolded by him: "What's wrong with being attracted to sex? Then why are you relying on him? Xiao Tong is sad, Song Zhubo, Feng hates late Qing Zheng Daojun, who treats you badly? If you want to learn martial arts, which one can't follow?" ? You have to follow Master, you...how can you be better than me?"

"..." Shen Zhongxuan still wanted to quibble, but he recalled the scene when he met Meng Xingchu. He was indeed so amazed by Meng Xingchu's face that he followed him so blindly, ". ..You like Ah Xing, so does he like you?"

These words really hit the nail on the head, Chu Wanzhen was speechless for a long time because of his words, and after a long time he said aggrievedly: "Master, will he like people?"

Shen Zhongxuan was silent for a moment, and then heard Chu Wanzhen complaining: "He only knows how to drink, and I don't know why I like him. It's really tiring to like him. He is more considerate than father and is good to everyone, but he Will he really like people? Shen Yuanyuan, will he like people?"

Meng Xing shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

It was also because of Meng Xing's cleanliness that he felt that it would be good to be with Meng Xing for the rest of his life.

"I dreamed about him again last night. I dreamed that you took revenge and were about to leave the teacher. He knew you were leaving, so he drank until he was drunk. I stayed with him and comforted him..." Chu Wanzhen said As he spoke, he began to sigh, "Shen, you white-eyed wolf, he has raised you for so many years, do you only know how to take revenge?"

Chong Xuan: "..." He hesitated for a while, feeling the need to clarify himself: "Revenge and him are both important."

Chu Wanzhen snorted softly: "It's not too bad, Mistress won't scold you anymore."

"...What kind of mistress are you, stop dreaming." Shen Zhongxuan stood up, unwilling to talk to her anymore, picked up his sword and was about to go out, but Chu Wanzhen grabbed him and asked in a low voice: "Do you feel sick?" ?"

"what?"

Chu Wanzhen looked at him seriously, eagerly waiting for the answer: "A disciple likes the master, do you hate it?"

Shen Zhongxuan only felt a headache. He couldn't figure out how strange Meng Xing's face was, to make two apprentices fall in love with him. What is this, a curse?

"But, brother, I just fell in love with someone." Chu Wanzhen was also in pain. When she realized her feelings for Meng Xing, the education she had received in Taixue had reprimanded her for being disrespectful, and even more so. Not to mention Meng Xing's elusive character, she mustered up the courage to confess to Shen Zhongxuan, because Shen Zhongxuan was the only person she trusted besides Meng Xing in her subconscious mind.

Shen Shenxuan breathed hard, feeling that his internal organs were smashed into slag by the sucked air-conditioning, and the severe pain swelled in his body. Every word Chu Wanzhen said was mocking with cold eyes last night. He likes Meng Xing.

Chu Wan can really say that she likes Meng Xing confidently, even if she is under moral condemnation, she still dares to say it.

Because she is a woman of the right age.

"...I understand." Shen Zhongxuan raised his hand, stroked the top of her hair lightly, and said in a low voice, "You did nothing wrong, Your Highness."

Chu Wanzhen's eyes were dim with tears, she stared at him blankly, Shen Shen pressed down her frowning brows, and sighed: "Okay, Your Highness, Junior Sister, you did the right thing."

You are just a lot braver than me.

Your liking is genuine liking.

Zhong Xuan handed her a handkerchief: "I will accompany you down the mountain tonight, you can buy whatever you want for him, you can buy as much as you want."