Jianling

Zhong Xuan and Chu Wanzhen looked at each other for a long time, their eyes were like crossed swords and halberds. He just held the medicine bowl stubbornly and looked at Chu Wanzhen desperately.

Chu Wan really couldn't stare at him, and was defeated: "...Master wants to drink medicine, come out with me."

"I watched Ah Xing come back after drinking."

"Why, doesn't he have a long mouth or long hands?" Chu Wanzhen didn't choose what to say for a moment, but realized something was wrong after the words had come out. She immediately gouged him out with hatred, turned around and slammed the door angrily, "Our hall is here Waiting for you next door!"

Meng Xing was terrified when he saw it, and watched the second apprentice go out, and then took the medicine bowl handed by the eldest apprentice. He originally wanted to let both of them go out, but he didn't expect Shen Zhongxuan to be so determined, but Meng Xing didn't know what to do for a while. I can't drive him away, I can only complain in my heart, and I have to pretend to be relaxed: "Is this medicine bitter?"

Shen Zhongxuan's long eyelashes were hanging down, Meng Xing couldn't see his eyes clearly, and felt even more uneasy, and Zhong Zhongxuan then took out a bag of candied fruit from his arms, and put it on the bedside, his tone was as calm as ever Bo: "Don't be greedy for too much."

"You're right, you seem like a gluttonous old kid as a teacher." Seeing that he was still willing to catch the steps, Meng Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the medicine bowl obediently, and tried to die as soon as possible, drinking it all in one go .

Shen Zhongxuan looked at him, shook his head and said, "You are not old."

As soon as Meng Xing took a sip of the medicine soup into his throat, his brows and eyes were wrinkled in pain, and he heard Zhong Xuan say: "You are just at a good age, so His Highness will like you."

Meng Xing: "..."

God wants to give me a good skin, can the poor still grab God by the collar and call him a bastard?

Meng Xing was a little embarrassed for a while, stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth, and shot back: "Ting Wanzhen, my teacher, you also have someone you like?"

Shen Zhongxuan took the medicine bowl, and unconsciously tightened the hand holding the bottom of the bowl, but he was used to pretending to be deep in front of Meng Xing, so a moment of silence was not abrupt.

"Yeah." Zhong Xuan pretended to be calm and leaned over to tuck up Meng Xing's quilt, and took a handkerchief to wipe Meng Xing's mouth clean, "This medicine will make you a little sleepy, you should rest first, I will deliver it later Come over for supper."

If it was normal, Meng Xing would only feel that this kind of behavior is sweet and caring. After all, he and Shen Chongxuan have been together for six years. Except for the unavoidable clumsiness of the little boy at the beginning, Shen Zhongxuan has always taken care of him in every possible way. Chu Wanzhen was attacked like a storm, and Meng Xing was a little frightened. He suppressed the great discomfort and waited for Shen Xuan to wipe his mouth for him. Then he made up his mind and asked him, "Who do you like?"

Shen Zhongxuan didn't do anything extra this time, but just looked at him calmly, with a faint smile on his lips, reflecting the first ray of moonlight from the east mountain, he looked as gentle as ever.

"A very good person." Shen Shen said, "But that person is too different from me."

Meng Xing was confused by his calm expression for a moment, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "So what if the gap is too big, a teacher is not someone who is limited by the views of the sect, if you like it, you can go after it, if you can't catch up, you can still be a teacher." you..."

Shen Zhongxuan shook his head, and looked at Meng Xing carefully under the moonlight.

Meng Xing is not very old, only six or seven years older than him, and now he is in full bloom, like a magnificent star falling between the mountains and rivers, which cannot be buried by the deep snow and the harsh wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter. beautiful.

It's not surprising that Chu Wan really likes him.

A person like Meng Xing is the nemesis of monsters when he is awake, and a gift from gods and Buddhas when he is drunk.

There are only one person in all directions.

And he was very lucky to meet a good teacher in Xuan Sansheng.

Going through the fire and jumping into the sea, picking the moon and the sun, he would rather be smashed to pieces than let go.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Meng Xing couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, so he couldn't help but ask, "...Is there a big gap?"

If the other party is an old woman who is seven or eighty years old, he seems not very willing to help.

Shen Zhongxuan came back to his senses and smiled at him: "It's very big at the moment, but it will be fine in the future."

"...Could it be that you are not as good as her?"

Shen Zhongxuan nodded lightly: "Well...he is older than me, and his martial arts are better than me."

The uneasiness in Meng Xing's heart became more and more intense, and the obvious answer was in front of him, but he would rather cut off his arms than reveal it, so he simply accepted it as soon as he saw it: "Then you continue to work hard."

Shen Zhongxuan could see that Meng Xing's eyes were a little dodged, and he was staying on the sachet that Chu Wanzhen had left just now. He also knew that he had said too much. With Meng Xing's ability, he might have already guessed a lot Not far from ten.

He shouldn't have shown his heart in such a hasty way, but because of his love, he couldn't help himself. If he had to watch Chu Wanzhen marry Meng Xing, he would regret for the rest of his life that he didn't embroider the mandarin duck on the sachet directly. into your own name.

Even though he knew that Meng Xing would not fall in love with anyone just because of a sachet, the anger and grievance had already taken root in his heart and would not go away for a long time.

"Master," Shen Zhongxuan said, he rarely called Master Meng Xing again, but at this time he said it inexplicably, and it also meant to warn himself, "Do you like Your Highness Junior Sister?"

Meng Xing was having a headache because of this, but he couldn't give Chu Wanzhen the reason, nor could he mention it to Shen Shenxuan, so he could only wave his hand immediately: "I don't like it."

"Why didn't you tell her directly?" Zhong Xuan asked, "Are you afraid of breaking her heart?"

Meng Xing endured it for a while, recalling his terrible idea just now, decided to test it out, raised his eyes and said, "Because I just don't like it now, and no one can say for sure what will happen in the future."

Shen Chongxuan had long thought that Meng Xing probably wouldn't like Chu Wanzhen, but he really didn't guess the reason, and was really a little dazed for a while: "Then you...will try to like her?"

Meng Xing carefully captured his expression, and said imperceptibly, "...Maybe. Why, do you like her?"

"...No. But, she is your apprentice... between master and apprentice..."

Meng Xing had already seen some of the truth from his struggling expression, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart, shook his head and said: "A teacher is not such a person who is bound by prejudices, if he really likes it, a master and a student are nothing."

Zhong Xuan clenched his fists and wanted to argue: "But other people..."

Meng Xing interrupted him: "It's boring to keep talking about this, do you have anything else, Wanzhen is still waiting for you."

Shen Zhongxuan let go of his fist, lowered his head, the moonlight leaped over his hair, he turned his back to the light, and his face was gloomy: "There is one more thing."

Meng Xing nodded: "Say."

"...Master, what Wen Zhumi and the others want is Senior Xiao's order."

Meng Xing was shot and killed unexpectedly by him. It was the first time he knew that his apprentice could switch from Fengyue to business in such a seamless manner. Even Meng Xing couldn't calm down immediately. Take it all into your eyes.

"So, Master will help them?"

Meng Xing quickly waved his hand: "No, as a teacher, it's not as good as avoiding Xiao Tong."

Shen Zhongxuan said: "But the Huanxi Sect didn't know about it, they thought you and Senior Xiao were life and death enemies."

"...Having said that."

"Mr. Nanke sent a sword for you today and offended Mr. Zhanchun. Although they said it was a kindness, but in fact, you and your ancestors are clearly distinguished, you should be considered as a debtor to them."

Meng Xing's headache got worse, but he couldn't find the fault, so he could only whisper, "Maybe."

Shen Zhongxuan was silent for a moment, and said: "So, today, Feng Lin hid Feng Lang by herself, but asked you to find Feng Lang—do you still think he will tell you the truth about my family's murder?"

Meng Xing frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"..." Shen Zhongxuan lowered his head and said in a low voice, "The friendship between you and Feng Lin is a life-and-death friendship, and I can't hold a candle to it in my life. This is the end of the matter, please don't get involved any more for me It's dangerous, and you don't need to owe me any more favors... White Sword Master originally didn't want to use the sword against you, just because of my mother, but my enemy still has no clue, if you continue to investigate, you will meet new ones Danger."

Meng Xing felt chills in his heart. He wanted to curse and shut up, but his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't find a way to refute Shen Zhongxuan's nonsense.

Zhong Xuan paused for a moment, then continued: "You stop, Master."

"...what?"

Shen Zhongxuan took half a step back and knelt heavily on the ground. There was a muffled sound when his knees collided with the ground. Both of them suspected that their hearts were cracking quietly.

Shen Shenxuan leaned over and kowtowed to him three times, as if he wanted to say a thousand words, but he didn't say it after all.

When standing up, Meng Xing saw Zhong Xuan picking up the medicine bowl on the table, and the saber around his waist shaking with his movements.

Meng Xing asked, "Where are you going?"

Shen Zhongxuan closed his eyes for a while, tried his best to hold back the urge to choke, and the moment he opened the door, he didn't look back: "A Xing, it's time for me to leave my teacher."

Meng Xing didn't know what to say, he stared blankly at him, and blurted out the question: "Are you looking for Xiao Tongbei?"

Chong Xuan didn't answer him.

He was as careful and careful as usual, and the door was closed lightly and firmly by him. Meng Xing felt that the emptiness and silence enveloped him completely, and he couldn't hear the slightest sound from outside, but his throat was tight, and he kept yelling. Zhong Xuan couldn't even make a sound when he came back.

He originally wanted to say, where are you going and when will you be back?

Are you looking for Xiao Tongbei?I will accompany you.

When Chu Wanzhen stopped Shen Chongxuan at the entrance of the inn, she was almost taken aback by his red eyes. Most of her anger had subsided now, but she habitually put on airs and asked condescendingly, "Where are you going? Master?" Sleepin?"

Shen Zhongxuan copied the sword, looked sideways at her silently, and said in a hoarse voice as if seriously ill: "Go out for a while."

"Oh..." Chu Wanzhen looked at him suspiciously, "Did you quarrel with Master?"

"...No. Do you have anything else to do?"

Chu Wanzhen stepped forward and cleared her throat: "This hall has been waiting for you next door for a long time, how dare you be so impatient?"

Shen Zhongxuan sighed, and said, "Your Highness, please take a look at your face."

"...Ah, did you really quarrel?" Chu Wanzhen wasn't really mean-spirited. Seeing him so weak, she was a little worried for a while, "Is he still in poor health? I'll go find some medicine for you..."

"I have something urgent to go out, Your Highness, wait for me to come back and talk about it."

Chu Wanzhen stared at him blankly. It was the first time she saw Shen Zhongxuan so tired, and she was a little at a loss: "Then you go and come back quickly. I will order supper first, and we will go to Master's room to eat together."

Shen Zhongxuan nodded: "Brew the duck neck, he likes it."

Then he left, walking lightly, as usual.