On the Difficulty of Sister's Raiders

The wind blew and the bell rang, and there were bursts of unvoiced sounds. It took Yujin a while to find her own voice: "What is Mo'er talking about?"

Rong Mo chuckled, got up and walked to Yujin's side, threw himself on Yujin's shoulder, and did not forget to kiss Yujin on the cheek: "Isn't that obvious enough? Master~sister~"

Yujin seemed to be struck by lightning, unable to move, and there were endless roars in her ears.

"Could it be that Senior Sister really doesn't have any feelings for me?" In Rong Mo's view, Yujin's inaction is already the best reaction. Since she intends to make it clear, she is ready to bear the consequences.

"That's enough!" Yujin pushed away Rong Mo, who was acting more and more aggressively, obviously unable to control her strength under her embarrassment.

Rong Mo was pushed out, fell to the ground, looked at Yu Jin pitifully, and breathed in from time to time: "Hiss~"

Yujin clenched her fists tightly, forced herself not to soften her heart, and turned her back: "Master is right, it seems that it is because I have been in close contact with you on weekdays that you have misunderstood."

"It's not a misunderstanding~" Rong Mo patted the dirt on his body, looking at the slightly red and swollen wrist, originally he just wanted to deliberately hurt himself to make the senior sister feel distressed, but now it is true, but it's okay, if you don't believe the senior sister, it's okay now. don't feel bad.

"I've got someone to arrange for you at Cuizhuju, you can go there tonight." Trying to ignore Rong Mo's red and swollen wrist, Yu Jin stepped forward with her sword, and the direction was naturally the place where the head palace was. Feeling worried, he threw a box of medicinal oil over.

"You will be an elder from tomorrow on. Don't always look pitiful and afraid of pain. If you are afraid of pain, don't get hurt." The words were obviously reprimanded, but the speed of speech was extremely fast, as if to cover up his guilty conscience.

Rong Mo carefully painted the exquisite box in his hand, the senior sister was still duplicity as usual, but just wanting to dispel her idea of ​​being so distant, both the senior sister and the master are too naive!

Although Master Yuqing and the others have been preparing intensively for a long time, the time left for Yujin and the others is only one night. Compared with Rong Mo, an elder who seems to know how to be lazy, Yujin needs to do much more up.

On the upper seat is Daoist Yuqing, on the left is Elder Zhao, on the right is Elder Wang Yan, and Yujin is listening to the teachings below.

"You two go back first, I still have a few separate words to say to Yujin."

Elder Zhao and Elder Wang Yan bowed slightly towards Yuqing and retreated. Elder Zhao passed by Yujin and glanced thoughtfully at her, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"What does Jin'er think of Senior Sister Zhao and Wang Yan?" Yu Qing stood by the window, looking into the distance.

"Although Master Uncle Wang Yan has a stubborn temperament, he goes straight and goes straight without any scheming, and is loyal to Lingyang Palace. As for Master Zhao?" Yu Jin paused at this point, looking straight at Master Yuqing.

"How?" Master Yuqing didn't seem to notice Yujin's gaze.

"Master Zhao is only loyal to Master, or he may take care of me more for Master's sake. But there may be changes." Yujin knelt down and waited for Master Yuqing to speak.

"Although I went to the Lingyang Palace to practice when I was young, I still understand the principle that one emperor and one courtier. Tomorrow they will retreat with me. Wang Yan will hand over the position to Song Yu, and the position of Senior Sister Zhao will be handed over to Mo. It's too late. But you should know how to measure." Master Yuqing's eyes were as cold as ice.

Elder Zhao's position is extremely important although he has little real power. In this position, he must be the person with the highest cultivation level among the disciples of the same generation except the sect master. Need to be the closest and most trustworthy person in charge.

Even if no one in the head's direct line is capable of taking over, she will not trust Yujin as the first heir in line, so it's better to bury this step.

"Disciple understands." Yujin replied, this is the second time Master has ordered tonight, and she will properly handle the relationship with Mo'er.

"Go to the inner hall to clean up your clothes. Although it is said that tomorrow's main hall is just a ceremony held in the gate, there is no room for sloppy."

The reason why we didn't post all kinds of sects and sects, and let them come to watch the ceremony is to prevent the ceremony from happening, and to lose the face of Lingyang Palace. The more consideration is to prevent the sects from taking advantage of the loopholes, and the famous and decent sects are also suspicious of each other.

Really tired, Yuqing rubbed the center of her brows, this seemingly extremely honorable position, she couldn't wait to hand it over.

"Yes, the disciple will leave." Yujin got up and left.

Almost everything in the inner hall was completely new, and the head's clothes were neatly placed on the bed. Several young disciples wanted to come forward to serve, but Yujin dismissed them.

Yujin brushed the cloth with her finger, the white one was inlaid with gold, the white was immortal, and the gold was honored. The style was [-]% the same as that of Yuqing's real person, but there were some unique things. The only thing that remained the same was that it was complicated to wear.

Yujin slowly knotted each knot, her movements were smooth and flowing, this was not the first time, she thought she would be unable to restrain her excitement, but unexpectedly her heart was full of peace.

I don't know what Mo'er's expression is when she looks at the clothes now?Probably because he looked distressed, tired of this cumbersome way of dressing, and finally asked others for help, right?

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she went to get the robe, but suddenly stopped, why did she forget that she just promised her master to keep a distance from Mo'er.

As Yujin thought, Rong Mo, who was in Cuizhuju, was worrying about the clothes, how to wear them?If I had known earlier, I would not have let those little disciples go out.

"Let me help." The hand was held by the visitor, and the visitor took over the mess on her by the way.

"Why is Senior Sister Song Yu here?" Rong Mo simply handed it over to Song Yu, she would not know how to do it anyway, but she was curious about how Song Yu would appear, shouldn't she also prepare for tomorrow?

"What do you think?" Song Yu continued to straighten Rong Mo's clothes, looked up at Rong Mo, and Rong Mo turned his head awkwardly.

"What..." Rong Mo muttered in a low voice, as expected, the senior sister was cuter.

"Ah Mo and Senior Sister Yujin are having a fight?" Song Yu tied Rong Mo's belt.

"No." Awkward?It's just the senior sister's unilateral alienation.

"You won't tell me you're going to give up so soon, will you?" Song Yu tucked Rong Mo's hair behind his ears.

Rong Mo was slightly surprised, she was so obvious that even Song Yu knew about it?It can be seen how slow the senior sister is, but how could she give up.

"of course not."

"This is Rong Mo!" Song Yu tied up Rong Mo's hair, looked at Rong Mo's exquisite face in the mirror, and slowly slid his finger across Rong Mo's cheek, looking very satisfied.

"No matter what it is, isn't it me?" Rong Mo raised the bright sunshine, like the first sun just rising from the sky.

There must be no less steps in the ceremony. After this round, Rong Mo was tossed enough. She couldn't adapt to this troublesome ceremony, let alone a hundred times twice. Song Yu thoughtfully avoided the left and right, so that Rong Mo could respite.

"We're going to preside over the succession ceremony of the head in a while, okay? Ah Mo." Song Yu looked at Rong Mo, who was slumped on the gorgeous chair, and couldn't help but feel helpless. Now they are real elders, but Rong Mo Still the same.

Rong Mo immediately cheered up when she heard the words, for such an important moment as a senior sister, she naturally had to welcome it with the best posture.

Song Yu looked at Rong Mo who had already gotten up to fix her makeup, and felt a sense of disappointment in her heart. She didn't know what's so good about that guy Yujin?

"Senior Sister Song Yu?" Rong Mo looked suspiciously at Song Yu who suddenly squatted and grabbed his belt.

"Ah Mo's belt is loose, let me fasten it for you." As he spoke, Song Yu slowly pulled away Rong Mo's belt, and bumped into Rong Mo's body as if he was exhausted, and the two fell to the ground.

Under them was not a soft bed but a hard brick surface. Rong Mo was hit hard, and his eyes were covered with mist.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Yujin came in, she saw Song Yu and Rong Mo entangled on the ground in extremely ambiguous postures.

Song Yu's hand was still on Rong Mo's waist, and Rong Mo's belt was completely loosened. Rong Mo's mouth was slightly opened, and the water mist in his eyes made Yujin feel extremely glaring, and it wasn't just the water that glared. Fog, is the whole scene.

Song Yu seemed to have reacted, stretched out his hand to lift Rong Mo, and did not forget to fasten Rong Mo's belt: "I didn't notice before, Ah Mo is really slender."

The voice was neither high nor low, but it was clearly heard by the three people present, and fortunately there were only three of them.

Yujin's face became more and more difficult to look at, and there seemed to be sourness in her heart: "What would it look like if my disciples saw it?"

"Sister Sect Leader taught me a lesson, Song Yu will remember it." Song Yu bowed slightly, as if the absurdity just now no longer existed.

"Isn't the ceremony for taking over the head next? Why did the senior sister come here first?" Rong Mo straightened his messy clothes and asked.

"You should call me Sister Sect Leader, and Junior Sister Song Yu didn't tell Junior Sister Rong Mo?" The tone was blunt, somewhat annoyed, Yu Jin didn't know why she was angry.

"Sister Sect Leader, I haven't had time to inform you yet. Volunteer to plead guilty." Song Yu replied respectfully.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I want to give some simple instructions to the two junior sisters." Yu Jin glanced at the two of them coldly, paused for a moment on Rong Mo, noticed his slightly tired expression, and softened her tone , "There is no need to be formal, just sit down."

Yujin is well aware of Rongmo's nature, and knows that she can't bear the fatigue of work, but she always has to worry that Rongmo is an elder. In order to prevent Rongmo from being gossiped, Yujin assigns several idle jobs to Rongmo, and the rest is mostly in words. Trivial affairs were handed over to Song Yu, but the decisive power was firmly in his own hands.

"The succession ceremony will require two junior sisters." Yujin got up, and it was almost time.

"Don't dare." Song Yu also quickly got up and pushed away a few steps, even saying that he didn't dare.

Yujin has a little more understanding of Song Yu, who has shown a stance of submission. She is smooth and sophisticated, and is a smart person.

But when Yu Jin's eyes touched Rong Mo who seemed to be still sitting, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Rong Mo's eyes were lightly closed, his head was resting on his arms, and he was already in a peaceful and light sleep.

Delaying the time of the succession ceremony was a big mistake, did Mo'er so firmly believe that he would not do anything to her?so confident...

The author has something to say: Rong Mo: A business?so boring to say~

Yujin: So I will leave it to Junior Sister Song Yu.

Song Yu: This is the feeling of being shown off...