After dressing up as a vicious beauty, I married Master

Regarding Zhou Hanhai and Zhou Hanhai's death, no matter what Song Ruosu thought about it, he didn't want to talk to Ji Qianli, lest he show his flaws.

In addition, Ji Qianli's thoughts on the original body are clearly revealed, but he is completely different from the original body, and he has no intention of having anything to do with Ji Qianli other than his uncle and nephew, and there is no need to prove that Ji Qianli is fascinated. This skin is by no means ugly.

Therefore, in the face of Ji Qianli's temptation, he evaded the most serious and said calmly: "I'm very timid. After being frightened, I can't sleep well. It's good to be relieved. Master, don't worry about it."

Ji Qianli was worried, and continued to ask: "Isn't Ruosu overly sad because of Han Hai's death?"

"Eldest senior brother unfortunately passed away without a whole body. The murderer is still at large. I am as sad as everyone else in Xuanxinzong." Song Ruosu frowned and said, "I don't know if it was senior brother who offended the evil star who cannot be provoked, or Are people with ulterior motives deliberately targeting my Xuanxinzong?"

Ji Qianli had seen a lot of Zhou Hanhai's attentiveness for Song Ruosu. Hearing this, he looked at the coffin and thought to himself: My good nephew, you have been struggling for a long time but have not been able to get a little bit of the beauty's heart. Now you are dead. It's clear, if you know something underground, just wait and see how my uncle teaches beauty to desire/immortal/desire/death.

Seeing Ji Qianli's slightly smug expression, Song Ruosu felt disgusted.

Even though Ji Qianli can't bear Zhou Hanhai's fight for his identity, Zhou Hanhai is his nephew after all, and the dead are the most important, so Ji Qianli shouldn't be so gloating.

Tan Xiao saw that Ji Qianli was obsessed with Song Ruosu, without any self-awareness of being an uncle, so he was quite shameless, and deliberately said: "Little brother was born with red lips and white teeth, I don't know which girl will be cheaper in the future?"

Ji Qianli understood that Tan Xiao might have seen what he was thinking, and he didn't want to reveal it, lest he be rejected by Song Ruosu on the spot and lose face.

So, he assumed the posture of his uncle, and taught him a lesson: "Xiao'er, Han Hai's bones are not cold, why do you mention red things in front of Han Hai? Han Hai's trifling matter is not a happy event."

Tan Xiao didn't want to tear himself apart with Ji Qianli, so he pretended to blame himself and said, "Xiao'er made a slip of the tongue."

Song Ruosu was not interested in the conversation between Ji Qianli and Tan Xiao, and went in one ear and out the other.

He came to the mourning hall to give Zhou Hanhai a stick of incense. Zhou Hanhai is after all the original senior brother.

After burning the incense, he guarded the spirit for a while, claiming that he couldn't hold on any longer, and left straight away.

As he walked, he recalled the plot of the original story.

In the original script, Zhou Hanhai rarely appeared on stage, just a vague existence.

The original script did not mention at all whether Zhou Hanhai was alive or dead at the end, let alone how Zhou Hanhai died.

There were indeed too many guests in the original body, Zhou Hanhai was not outstanding, he had already been submerged in them.

Zhou Hanhai exploded to death in front of him, and Zhou Hanhai was not wrong. Even though he didn't like Zhou Hanhai at all, he still hoped that the truth would come to light soon.

The truth probably has to start with the "mirror of rebirth" and the poison quenched on it.

But the "Mirror of Rebirth" is not in his hands, and he knows nothing about poison/medicine, and he doesn't even remember the description of "Mirror of Rebirth" in the original script.

Obviously, since he came to this world, this world has been different from the original story. How much is it different?

He thought that as long as he didn't tease the immortal, he could escape the fate of being made into a furnace.

But since the world has changed, he has to be more careful.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of his younger brother, whose goal was to become the Minister of Dali Temple.

If it was the younger brother who came into this world, the younger brother should be able to solve Zhou Hanhai's case, right?

In intelligence, he did not consider himself superior to his brother.

When he was 12 years old, he planned to take the provincial examination, but on the eve of the provincial examination, he developed a high fever, so he had to give up.

Facing his parents' disappointed expressions, he felt extremely guilty, but secretly, he felt a little lucky.

His parents placed high hopes on him, in case...even if he failed the ranking, how should he explain to his parents?

In fact, he doesn't like reading very much. He reads day by day and night more for his parents.

Although he is the best in the academy, he can't guarantee that he can win the championship in one fell swoop.

After the younger brother pretended to be him, he won two yuan in a row.

He stayed with his younger brother all the time, understanding how desperate and anxious his younger brother was. Fortunately, his younger brother survived.

However, such a good younger brother was actually beaten to death by his father. If his younger brother was still alive, he would definitely be the top student in high school, right?

There has never been anyone in this dynasty who has passed the three yuan and the first, and the younger brother will set a precedent.

My younger brother's life was completely ruined by his father and mother. Since he can remember, his younger brother has hardly had a good day. It can be said that he grew up under his shadow, but his younger brother never took away from him. The elder brother who was loved by all the parents had a complaint, and often followed him, calling him softly: "Brother, brother..."

He still clearly remembered the look and tone of his younger brother calling him, but both he and his younger brother had passed away.

At that time, if he hadn't been afraid of making his parents angry, or being scolded by his parents, and had been mischievous with his younger brother, his younger brother would certainly not have died in Twenty One, and his younger brother would have a bright future.

Thinking about it this way, he was actually the murderer who indirectly killed his brother.

He pressed his temple and stood in the corridor. For a moment, he was at a loss, not knowing where he should go.

He didn't want to go back to his original room, nor did he want to go back to Shen Tingtan's room. As for the new room, Shen Tingtan didn't tell him where it was arranged.

"Ruosu." He suddenly heard someone calling him, looking back, it was Shen Tingtan.

"Master's waist is so thin." These words suddenly invaded his brain.

He even asked Shen Tingtan last night why he couldn't boast like this.

Now that I think about it, Shen Tingtan really has a good temper, and indulged his apprentice who is a lowly criminal.

Shen Tingtan noticed that Song Ruosu's complexion turned pale, and raised his hand to touch Song Ruosu's head: "Ruosu, why don't you take a good rest and come out?"

"I..." Shen Tingtan obviously knew that he had no sleep all night due to the party, Song Ruosu confessed, "I was awakened by the nightmare, and I didn't feel sleepy, so I went to burn a stick of incense for the elder brother."

Shen Tingtan guessed that Song Ruosu eight out of ten dreamed of the tragic death of Zhou Hanhai, but he didn't say anything, he just said: "Ruosu, the new bedroom has been tidied up, how about going to rest with the teacher?"

"Disciple obey." Song Ruosu followed Shen Tingtan to the new bedroom, unexpectedly, the new room was next to Shen Tingtan's bedroom.

Shen Tingtan was not confused by the original body, otherwise, Shen Tingtan could have had sex with him last night, then Shen Tingtan must have done this to protect him.

Seeing Song Ruosu staying where she was, Shen Tingtan asked, "Doesn't Ruosu like living next door to your teacher?"

Song Ruosu asked back: "Why is the master willing to live next to the disciple?"

Shen Tingtan heard what Song Ruosu meant, and said softly, "It's not your fault that you were manipulated by Hehuansan last night."

"Master treats me too kindly." Song Ruosu immediately understood the original body's obsession. The gentle master like Shen Tingtan is precious to the original body who lacked love since childhood, so he should hold it firmly in his hands. , enjoying gentleness alone, but Yuan Zhen's methods were too extreme.

"Come in." Shen Tingtan pushed the door open and entered.

Song Ruosu looked around, the layout of this bedroom was completely different from Yuanshen's original bedroom, was it because Shen Tingtan hoped that he would forget the bloody scene as soon as possible?

"If Suruo is missing something, just tell the teacher." Shen Tingtan ordered someone to clean up the bedroom yesterday, and arranged it with her own hands today, which was done just now.

Song Ruosu smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."

Shen Tingtan is good at being alone and doesn't know people. Seeing Song Ruosu looking at the bedroom carefully, he didn't know what to say.

Song Ruosu thought that this bedroom was arranged by other disciples in the sect, after looking around, it was quite to his liking.

"Ruosu, just rest." Left and right had nothing to say, Shen Tingtan turned around and left.

Song Ruosu grabbed Shen Tingtan's sleeves and asked, "Master, can you stay with me for a while? Just a while, I'm afraid I'll have another nightmare."

During the 14 years before his death, he never expressed his thoughts unless it was about his younger brother.

But he is no longer the eldest son of the Song family, so it's okay to be self-willed?

Shen Tingtan did not refuse, but felt that this little apprentice suddenly became clingy.

Thinking about it in his own shoes, Song Ruosu has been frightened twice, is this change a matter of course?

"Fine." Shen Tingtan closed the door and sat down beside the bed.

Song Ruosu took off his outer shirt, all his clothes, and brocade shoes, and got on the bed.

Shen Tingtan covered Song Ruosu with a brocade quilt, and asked, "Do you want Mrs. Tang?"

Song Ruosu shook his head and said, "My disciple is not cold."

Shen Tingtan said solemnly: "It's already the beginning of winter, and I'm afraid it will be even colder in a few days. Your body is weak and your foundation is weak, so don't be brave."

Six years ago, he took Song Ruosu, who was only [-] years old, as his apprentice. During these six years, he continued to retreat for more than five years.

If he spent these six years teaching Song Ruosu well, how could Song Ruosu be a fish at the mercy of others?

Song Ruosu is not only his apprentice, but also has the same name as the boy. He can't save the boy after all his hard work, but he will definitely be able to protect Song Ruosu.

"I've made it down, I will definitely not be brave." Song Ruosu was good at being brave, just like he was good at pretending to be well-behaved and sensible, but he no longer needed to be brave.

Shen Tingtan is not his parents, and he will not get angry because his studies are not as good as his classmates, nor will he expect him to shine in the family.

"Disciple...disciple..." He felt a little choked up.

Shen Tingtan looked at Song Ruosu's watery eyes, and said nervously: "Someone bullied you? Don't be afraid, Master will definitely decide for you."

"I'm very incompetent, will Master despise me?" Song Ruosu asked for himself.

Shen Tingtan replied: "As a teacher, I want you not to be brave, not to belittle yourself."

"The disciple respectfully obeys the teaching of the master." How good would it be if the parents were as gentle as the master?

Song Ruosu couldn't help but said: "Can the disciple hug Master?"

Shen Tingtan nodded, and was immediately hugged by Song Ruosu.

Song Ruosu looped Shen Tingtan's waist, secretly said: This waist is so thin.

He bit the inside of his lip, and warned: Song Ruosu, don't be an apprentice anymore.

Shen Tingtan caressed Song Ruosu's back and said: "Ruosu, don't be afraid, as a teacher, I won't retreat again before you can't protect yourself."

Ruo Su, don't be afraid...

It was full of calculations, Song Ruosu had only been in this world for a day, but Shen Tingtan told him "Don't be afraid" six times.

Before he was alive, he could only rely on himself, but now he has Shen Tingtan who can protect him from wind and rain, and Shen Tingtan is not going to retreat for him for the time being.

He said sincerely: "Master, this disciple will definitely be filial to you in the future."

Shen Tingtan doesn't need Song Ruosu to be filial. After all, he is profound and won't age. If he concentrates on cultivation, he can ascend to immortality in at most 200 years.

Hearing this, he still felt happy, his irresponsible master was recognized by his disciples.

After a while, Song Ruosu let go of Shen Tingtan, and lay down obediently.

This time, he didn't have a nightmare.

When he woke up, it was already sunset.

He looked sideways, and Shen Tingtan had disappeared.

He was suddenly disappointed, looked at the sunset, touched his flat stomach, and was about to get out of bed to find something to eat, when he suddenly heard someone knock on the door: "Ruosu, are you awake?"

It's Ji Qianli.

Ji Qianli said politely: "Master Uncle heard that Ruosu hadn't eaten today, so he taught the cook to make Ruosu's favorite Longjing Cake. Ruosu used this Longjing Cake to pad his stomach first, and he will be ready for dinner soon."

Longjing Crisp!

Although Song Ruosu had never eaten Longjing crisps before, he did not dislike Longjing crisps.

After his younger brother died innocently, he became disgusted and even feared Longjingsu.

Three pieces of Longjing crisps exposed his younger brother and caused his death. How could he eat Longjing crisps?

The tragic scene of his younger brother being whipped by his father was still in front of his eyes, and his painful groans seemed to be in his ears, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

Ji Qianli couldn't get a reply from Song Ruosu, so he took the initiative and said, "Ruosu, Master Uncle has come in."

Shen Tingtan went out, but the door bolt was not fastened, Song Ruosu had no time to refuse, and with a "squeak", the door was opened.

Ji Qianli walked to the bed, admiring the blush on Song Ruosu's face from a long sleep, and smiled with satisfaction.

As Song Ruosu got older, his appearance became more and more attractive, even if he was picky, he couldn't find a single flaw.

He restrained his gaze, picked up a piece of Longjing cake, and brought it to Song Ruosu's lips.

The aroma of Longjing crisps continuously penetrated into the nostrils, making Song Ruosu extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Qianli coaxed: "Ruosu, are you hungry? Be good, open your mouth, Master will feed you."