Legend of the Orchid

When Zhao Tingjie returned to the mansion, Mrs. Chen greeted her in a gloomy manner, saying that the maids were disobedient and ran into the garden one by one, and they suspected that they had been subjected to witchcraft again.

Ting Jie thought helplessly: Lan'er is really itchy!So I hurried to the garden to see what happened.

As soon as he entered the park, he knew that Li Zhonglan was chatting with Dao An.This Dao An did not look like a serious Taoist priest at all. He even took off his Taoist robe and changed into a green one. Dao An was different, he was dressed in the same way as the other, and the two had fresh smiles on their faces, which made the gentle breeze in the garden look elegant and refined.

Suddenly, Dao'an grabbed Zhonglan's wrist and said something. Zhonglan seemed a little angry, but Dao'an still refused to let go, and Zhonglan let the other party hold her, showing no intention of breaking free.

Seeing this, Zhao Tingjie was furious, and walked towards the two of them angrily. The maid next to him thought that the master was angry with him, and she turned pale with fright. , Alas, how can there be such a man who is more beautiful than a woman in the world!

Ting Jie flashed up to the two of them, pulled Dao'an's arm away vigorously, and pushed the other side along the way, causing Dao'an to almost stumble, then he hugged Li Zhonglan's slender waist tightly, and pressed against the other side's face Ask: "Lan'er, is this smelly Taoist bullying you?"

"No." Zhong Lan was at a loss. He looked at the grief and indignation of his master, and he wanted to laugh a little. After all, his master was a great master, so why was he being bullied by Zhao Tingjie every time.

In fact, just now, Dao An saw his apprentice was thin and his complexion was not very good, so he felt the pulse of his apprentice, but he was surprised that Zhong Lan was actually injured by the soul-slaying technique. Ann, no second person has been found so far.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Lan said that he was the one who hurt others, but he also emphasized that he had no choice but to kill the soul.

Seeing that the green is not yet blue, Dao'an felt more balanced in his heart, and proudly said: "The silk thread that traps you is called a parasitic net. I gave it to Baiyun Guan Baimei. By the way, Baimei is my junior, so you can't deal with him." .”

Li Zhonglan was furious, and protested with a stern face: "Master, why don't you give some powerful magic weapons to disciples, disciples have been harmed by your magic weapons!"

In order to comfort his apprentice, Dao An grabbed his apprentice's hand and patted it on his own palm, wanting to say something encouraging, but he didn't know that it was this gesture that angered Zhao Tingjie, making the other party think that the master and apprentice were flirting with each other and were ambiguous .

Now Daoan saw Zhao Tingjie staring at him warily, feeling helpless in his heart, he didn't understand what Zhao Tingjie's elm head was thinking, how could he like Li Zhonglan, a door-matched apprentice, he likes masculine men!

Dao'an rolled his eyes, made a gesture of leaving, and pretended to be angry: "Your Highness, you are deceiving people too much, so I will leave this poor Daoist, and leave!"

Zhong Lan was in a hurry, tightly grasped one of Master's arms, and begged, "Master, don't go!"

Seeing that Li Zhonglan was so attached to Dao'an, Zhao Tingjie couldn't help being furious, and asked sharply, "Lan'er, do you want me or your master?"

Dao'an laughed, and the parrot said: "Disciple, do you want to be a teacher, or do you want to be your jealous Highness?"

Li Zhonglan was caught in the middle, in a dilemma, neither side wanted to offend, so she decided to take the best of both worlds and shouted: "Both!"

As a result, the two sides were not happy, Daoan and Zhao Tingjie each let out a cold snort, and left with a flick of their sleeves, leaving Li Zhonglan standing there dumbfounded.

Zhong Lan has nothing to do about the disagreement between the courtyard and the master's aura, but he can't let the master go at the moment. According to the master's personality, he will not come back until he leaves. Besides, the master is a guest after all, so he has to coax him first No matter how angry Ting Jie is, this is his home, and he can't leave.

So Zhong Lan went to appease Dao An first.

Dao'an sat down in front of the window, resting his chin on one hand, tilting his head, staring blankly at a cup of tea on the table, if he hadn't opened his eyes, Zhong Lan would have thought he was asleep.

"Master." Zhong Lan called cautiously after entering the door. Seeing that Master was still silent, she hurried to Dao'an and said flatteringly, "Master, please don't leave, Zhong Lan doesn't want you to leave."

Doan didn't move, didn't bat an eyelid.

Zhong Lan couldn't help it, so he said good things again, his mouth was dry, and he hated himself in his heart, because another reason why he didn't want to let the master go was because he wanted to ask the master, and his motive was not pure.

Dao'an suddenly turned his head and asked Zhong Lan: "Teacher, which one is better, me or you?"

Zhong Lan was expounding her endless admiration for Master, but she didn't realize it all at once, and stared blankly for no reason.

Dao'an watched Zhong Lan covetously, and saw that the apprentice's face was not completely faded except for the thin skin and tender flesh, so he couldn't help thinking to himself: Could it be that Zhao Dezhao likes young children?

Zhong Lan felt terrified of being stared at by her master, so she had no choice but to continue to show her loyalty: "Of course Master is pretty!"

"Flirtatious!" Dao'an didn't appreciate it, and asked Zhong Lan, "Why does Zhao Dezhao look like an ugly monster every time he looks at being a teacher?"

Zhong Lan was at a loss for words, the master is actually pretty good-looking, besides being too seductive, both skin and facial features are in line with the characteristics of a handsome man, besides, the master is much taller than himself, and he is very suave when sitting, standing and walking. Difficult to pay attention.

Maybe in Ting Jie's heart, there is only one me!Zhong Lan thought to herself, but she couldn't hide her smile. She forcefully rushed to her face, pulling the corners of his mouth upwards, so that even the white teeth were exposed.

Hearing a "pop", Dao'an angrily took out an object from his arms, and slapped it hard on the table, which shocked Li Zhonglan. It turned out to be a gossip bronze mirror.

Dao'an rubbed his hands on the gossip mirror, and the uneven runes on the mirror surface were all smoothed out, turning into a veritable bronze mirror.

Zhong Lan secretly praised the master's profound magic power, and he could cast spells freely even in the daytime.

Dao'an took a bronze mirror and looked at himself carefully, and observed his apprentice carefully, and found that it was the youthful taste in Zhong Lan that he sneered at that easily attracted a big man like Zhao Dezhao to approach him. It is indeed not suitable for friendship, only suitable for fighting with Zhao Dezhao.

"Master is old!" Dao'an knocked the bronze mirror on the table sadly, and shouted sadly.

The bronze mirror not only split into eight petals, but also smashed a hole in the table.

"Master, you're not old, you don't look like you're in your thirties." Zhong Lan frantically comforted Master, and he kindly patted Master on the back.

Who knew that Ann would be even sadder when she heard this, and isn't Li Zhinian already middle-aged?That brat Li Zhonglan actually said he was middle-aged!

Dao'an hit the edge of the table with a fist, and he smashed the table top into several pieces, and the table legs trembled and wobbled for a while, and finally fell to the ground.

Zhong Lan was so frightened that she withdrew her hand that was sticking to Master's back. He didn't want to be crushed by Master.

"Master, please calm down first, don't leave, otherwise the apprentice will be sad." Zhong Lan said affectionately.

Having said that, he jumped to the door, as far away as possible from Dao Anneng, he had an ominous premonition: if he stayed by Master's side again, he would be the one who would cry later.

Since you can't appease the master, let's go to appease the lower court steps. There is no gap between the master and the court steps, so you should be able to persuade the court steps to let the master stay.

Zhao Tingjie was practicing swordsmanship in the open space in front of the lake, and Zhonglan sat down on the promenade by the lakeside, leaning against the beauty, watching her sword dance with admiration.

Originally, he practiced the court steps very seriously, but when he saw Zhong Lan coming, he smiled slightly, pulled a few sword flowers hastily, put away the Longquan sword, and walked towards the opponent.

Seeing that Ting Jie was breathing heavily and sweating profusely, Zhong Lan thoughtfully went to take out a silk handkerchief, trying to wipe the other party's sweat, but after digging in his arms for a long time, he realized that he hadn't brought out the silk handkerchief.

When I was with Tingjie, Tingjie was always thoughtful in daily life. Later, when Tingjie was away, Zhong Lan worked hard for a while, but now that Tingjie appeared, Zhonglan's laziness returned.

"What are you thinking, so engrossed?" Ting Jie had already walked to Zhong Lan's side, leaned over and raised her chin, and asked with a smile.

Zhong Lan came back to her senses, smiled brightly, and had no choice but to wipe Ting Jie's sweat with her sleeves. Seeing Zhong Lan's concerned expression, Ting Jie simply gave her a long kiss.

After the kiss, before Zhong Lan could react, Ting Jie grabbed him and was about to walk into the rockery.

Zhong Lan suddenly remembered that when he was 14 years old, not long after he met Tingjie, the other party also forcibly dragged him to the rockery in the same way. For a while, he felt a little emotional, as if time had never passed.

The court steps were still in a hurry, as soon as they entered the rockery, they pushed Zhong Lan back on the jagged rocks, and then went to take off Zhong Lan's clothes.

Zhong Lan wanted to turn around to speak, but Ting Jie firmly held him down, so he could only say to the stone: "Ting Jie, my master didn't offend you, please let him stay!"

"No!" The person behind was busy for a while, and said firmly.

Zhong Lan was anxious, and then defended her master: "My master is very powerful, if you keep him by your side, in the future, you will definitely... ah!"

Zhong Lan's words were pierced by a finger, and the whole person was discouraged at once.

"It must be so?" The person behind him raised his fingers maliciously and joked.

Zhong Lan's body convulsed from the stimulation, and his calves trembled slightly. Electric currents hit his atrium one by one, and he became short of breath, breathing heavily.

"My Lan'er is really getting more and more sensitive!" Ting Jie smiled with satisfaction.

The body gradually became hot, and the thoughts were muddled. Zhao Tingjie asked Li Zhonglan to say something, but Li Zhonglan obediently parroted her tongue, and naturally she couldn't say the words of intercession for the master.

In this regard, Li Zhonglan's plan to appease both ends ended in failure.