Whose cub is the teacher pregnant with?

Outside the corridor of Changshuifang, Yan Jingfeng was standing at the door at the moment, when she heard the sound of the door being pushed open, she subconsciously turned her head.

Seeing that the person coming out of the door was Elder Xuanji, her eyes were filled with a trace of imperceptible disappointment, but she felt that it should be taken for granted.

"Elder Xuanji."

Yan Jingfeng saluted and asked, "How is Master doing now? Are you awake?"

Elder Xuanji glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Your master is already awake, I will prescribe some prescriptions for her in a while, and send someone to deliver them later."

Yan Jingfeng: "Thank you Elder Xuanji, then..."

She took a cautious look at the room and said, "Can I go and see my master?"

Xuanji didn't answer her, but looked Yan Jingfeng up and down, and said with a light smile: "Xiaofeng is getting more and more beautiful, I remember when you came to Qiongxiao Palace a few years ago, you were still a half-grown wild girl .”

When Yan Jingfeng heard him mention the past, she smiled and said: "My disciple went to Kunlun at the age of 17. At that time, I really didn't understand anything. Thanks to Master, he didn't despise me and was willing to accept me as a disciple."

"That's right," Xuanji said, "At that time, everyone thought that you must be a mortal if you were 17 years old and couldn't form an inner alchemy. At the beginning, some people suggested that you go to the kitchen to be a handyman. Now it seems that they are all wrong."

Yan Jingfeng smiled slightly, but did not answer.

Xuanji glanced at her: "Okay, go and see your master, she just woke up and was a little absent-minded, knock on the door before entering, you know?"

Yan Jingfeng nodded: "The disciple knows, Elder Xie reminded me."

Xuanji didn't say much, he was going back to read the classics now to see what was going on with the demon embryo.

Seeing Xuanji's back leaving across the bamboo bridge, Yan Jingfeng looked away and knocked on Nuo Ning's door.

"Boom boom boom——"

Yan Jingfeng knocked on the door and shouted into the room: "Master, I am Jingfeng."

Nuo Ning's tired tone came from inside the room: "Come in."

Yan Jingfeng pushed open the door, and saw that there was only a single lamp in the tidy and clean house, which looked rather bleak in the dark.

And his master was sitting on the bed at the moment, wearing the same moon-white dress that he went to the front hall today, Nuo Ning's long black hair was scattered behind him, making him look a little weak.

"Master."

Yan Jingfeng came over, and seeing Nuo Ning's pale face, she asked, "Elder Xuanji just left, and he said that he would send someone to bring over the prescribed prescription in a while, how are you...how are you?"

Nuo Ning looked at her big apprentice, and patted the seat beside the bed for her to sit down.

After Yan Jingfeng sat down, Nuo Ning said: "I don't feel well these days, so I won't go to the Jing Study Room to supervise the disciples' morning classes."

Yan Jingfeng said, "Okay."

Nuo Ning looked at her, and suddenly remembered the task given to her by the Lord of the Zhai Palace, so she asked, "Over there at the Poma Temple..."

"There are other disciples arranged there." Yan Jingfeng looked at Nuo Ning and said with concern: "The palace master sees that you are tired, so let me take care of you by my side."

Nuo Ning nodded: "I'm fine, you go back and rest."

Yan Jingfeng said, "I'm with Master."

Nuo Ning looked at her: "No, you can go back and rest."

Yan Jingfeng was inexplicably persistent: "The palace lord told me to keep you."

Nuo Ning was a little suspicious, she knew that Yan Jingfeng was a very obedient and capable disciple, and even if there were no accidents, this person would inherit her mantle, but Yan Jingfeng had always obeyed her own words, why didn't she listen today?

Yan Jingfeng looked at Nuo Ning's puzzled gaze, and slowly raised her hand to put on Nuo Ning's forehead.

"Master still has a low fever, the disciple cannot leave."

Yan Jingfeng's black eyes were fixed on Nuo Ning, making her feel weird.

In fact, Yan Jingfeng suddenly stretched out his hand to touch Nuo Ning's forehead, which is beyond the etiquette, but Nuo Ning is not the kind of person who takes care of minor matters, not to mention that Yan Jingfeng really cares about herself.

"As you like."

Nuo Ning reluctantly let go: "There is a bed in the ear room that has been vacant for a long time, you can clean it and sleep there."

Yan Jingfeng smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Master."

Hearing the sound of carrying things from the ear room, Nuo Ning couldn't help turning over while lying on the bed.

She clutched her lower abdomen and closed her eyes, every scene was what happened that night in Kunlun Bloody Night.

If she hadn't fought the white-haired demon that night, what happened today would not have happened.

Xuanji forgot to ask him when she was here just now, is there any third person besides him who knows about this matter.

If the wind leaks out, I probably won't be able to be an elder for long.

Just as Nuo Ning was frowning and thinking, she heard her door being pushed open, and a figure carrying the night breeze slowly walked to her bed.

Putting down the herbs in her hand, Yan Jingfeng tried to call Nuo Ning a few words.

"Master, Elder Xuanji sent someone to bring the medicine, and the disciple will help you cook it now?"

Nuo Ning pursed her lips and remained silent.

Yan Jingfeng stood by the bed and looked at her master's sleeping face, couldn't help but sighed leisurely, bent down and lifted the quilt to cover Nuo Ning's shoulders.

She didn't leave after finishing these things, but sat lightly behind Nuo Ning, staring at her sleeping face.

Nuo Ning: "..."

Why is she still not leaving?

Could it be that he pretended to be asleep and was discovered?

Nuo Ning didn't move, she still seemed to be asleep.

Yan Jingfeng's black eyes stared at her for a long time, from the small and delicate bridge of the nose to the ruddy lips, and finally to the clavicle that was accidentally exposed because of turning over.

Every time she glanced at Nuo Ning.

As if sensing Nuo Ning's uneasiness, Yan Jingfeng said softly: "Since the master doesn't want to drink the medicine, the disciple is not reluctant. Elder Xuanji said that he can take it tomorrow. Today... let the master go for now."

Nuo Ning: "..."

She slowly opened her eyes, looked at Yan Jingfeng who was sitting behind her, pursed her lips and said, "You are really, your eyes are getting better and better."

Yan Jingfeng smiled lightly: "It's better to be taught by Master."

Nuo Ning glanced at the thick pile of herbs, and said, "When Xuanji sent someone to deliver the medicine, did you say anything?"

Yan Jingfeng said: "No, Elder Xuanji didn't even explain to his disciples, but just wrote the prescription and handed it to me."

"Really." Nuo Ning was relieved, she looked at Yan Jingfeng, and recalled that this person has always been a steady, calm and reliable person, and it seems that the medicine made her suffer.

Even if something really leaked out, Yan Jingfeng was her disciple, and she would definitely not do anything to hurt her master.

After making up her mind, Nuo Ning said to Yan Jingfeng: "From now on, you will cook the medicine."

Yan Jingfeng was stunned, and said: "From now on? Master, will you take a lot of medicine in the future? Is there something wrong with your body?"

Nuo Ning interrupted her: "If you tell me to cook medicine, just cook medicine, don't talk so much nonsense."

Yan Jingfeng: "..."

Nuo Ning said again: "You are not allowed to mention the matter of me taking medicine with other disciples in the future."

Yan Jingfeng: "...Yes."

Seeing that she agreed, Nuo Ning felt relieved. She lay down on the bed again, grabbed her quilt and said, "It's getting late, you should go to rest too."

Yan Jingfeng stared at Nuo Ning for a long time before saying, "Disciple will leave first, and Master will take a good rest."

Hearing that the door was closed again, Nuo Ning breathed a sigh of relief and gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, she heard jingling outside her house and couldn't sleep, so she could only open her eyes.

Nuo Ning looked around her room, the medicinal materials on the table last night had disappeared, Nuo Ning thought for a moment, then put on her dress and opened the door.

Outside the corridor of Changshuifang is a natural river, and where the winding path leads to seclusion is a bamboo forest.

A dark green bamboo bridge is built over the river, connecting the bamboo forest and Changshuifang corridor.

At this moment, beside the waterwheel in Changshuifang Gallery, a woman with a ponytail is chopping firewood with an ax in her hand.

Nuo Ning smelled the smell of boiling medicine and felt pantothenic acid in her stomach, resisting the desire to vomit and walked to the next gazebo.

The brown casserole was steaming at the moment, and it was steaming "gudong gudong". The bitter smell of medicine made Nuo Ning's whole body covered with goose bumps.

Could this be the medicine I want to drink?

Nuo Ning's face was livid, she never liked to endure hardships, this smell made her almost nauseous.

Enduring and enduring, Nuo Ning couldn't help it anymore, walked quickly two steps to support the pillar and spat it out with a 'wow'.

The stomach was churning and uncomfortable. Nuo Ning didn't eat all day yesterday, and now she can't vomit anything. Nuo Ning vomited for a long time while holding the pillar, until there was nothing in her stomach before she felt better.

Nuo Ning covered her stomach and frowned, but saw a white handkerchief handed to her.

"Master," Yan Jingfeng frowned slightly, looked at Nuo Ning and said, "Is your body really okay? I'll ask Elder Xuanji to come and take a look for you."

Nuo Ning took the handkerchief and shook her head: "No, I'm fine."

Yan Jingfeng frowned: "How can you be fine if you vomit like this?"

Nuo Ning is unwilling to speak, she is still putting on airs of a master, and cannot let Yan Jingfeng know that her body is abnormal.

Yan Jingfeng looked at her, and suddenly stretched out her hand to grab Nuo Ning's wrist: "I learned some basic medical principles in the morning class, let me diagnose it for you, maybe it's the stomach..."

Before Yan Jingfeng could finish speaking, Nuo Ning quickly pulled back from her hand, grabbed her wrist and stared at her: "As a teacher, I just have a bad stomach. My own body knows it well."

Yan Jingfeng: "..."

Nuo Ning waved her hand, hid her hand in Yuebai's sleeve, and said to her: "You are busy with your work, I will go back to my room to rest first."

"Okay." Yan Jingfeng said: "I'll cook porridge later, master will wash up first, and I'll clean up here and go."

Seeing such a virtuous apprentice, Nuo Ning felt that she really didn't accept her in vain, so she turned around and planned to go back to the room.

At this moment, I only saw a disciple of Qiong Xiao Palace wearing a blue-purple shirt walking quickly, and when he saw Nuo Ning, he hurried forward to salute: "Elder Nuo Ning, the Lord of the Zhai Palace has something important to discuss, let you now Just go to the front hall and wait for her."

Nuo Ning looked at him curiously: "What is it, do you want to see me early in the morning?"

The disciple said: "The three disciples sent by the Poma Temple in Xijiaokou were all killed yesterday. The preliminary judgment should be that the living dead wandering in the Poma Temple did it."