[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

Lin Moyu's face quickly flashed pale.

Torn, really torn?Then wouldn't he want to have a relationship with Si Weiyuan...

Is this person Chuhua Xianjun out of his mind?He obviously didn't want him to marry Si Weiyuan, yet he actually tore up the marriage certificate just for a moment of anger? !Does he know what that means?This is tantamount to sending him to Si Weiyuan's side. Is there any benefit for him to get married?

After scolding Xianjun Chuhua in his heart, he inevitably raised his head to face Si Weiyuan, with mixed feelings in his heart, he didn't know what to say,

What he said was like water poured out. He wanted to regret it, but he didn't have the guts to say it.

At this time, the sound of fighting outside the barrier came in again, and only then did he regain his senses and look outside.

Because of the lack of You Zhuyan's help, Si Jing's side is gradually showing a disadvantage, and Ling Qingye's side is also not optimistic.

He was defeated by You Zhuyan, and he was suppressed after two hits. In order to avoid being injured, he had no choice but to run around.

Lin Moyu was startled when he saw it, and beating the barrier couldn't damage it at all, so he subconsciously asked Si Weiyuan for help: "Master, can you help them?"

Seeing Lin Moyu's nervous appearance, Si Weiyuan's desire to take action gradually faded: "Leng Xinghe can solve it by himself."

Lin Moyu looked at him in disbelief, and suddenly felt that the person beside him seemed to be a different person, and suddenly became unkind, not like the usual him at all: "Is it really worth saving?"

Si Weiyuan was indifferent.

Lin Moyu gritted his teeth, stepped forward to seal and cast spells, colliding with the barrier with his own spiritual power.

It was originally a matter of hitting a stone with an egg, but for some reason, under the impact of Lin Moyu's spiritual power, a crack slowly appeared in the barrier.

Si Weiyuan also noticed this abnormality. Before Lin Moyu broke the barrier, he forcibly interrupted Lin Moyu's spellcasting, and left the bamboo forest holding his hand.

Lin Moyu resisted all the way, but Si Weiyuan's hand hurt so much that he pulled it back lightly, and it hurt deeply.

So under the oppression of this absolute strength, Lin Moyu had no choice but to walk out of the bamboo forest with him.

After stepping into the courtyard where Lin Moyu and the others lived, Si Weiyuan continued to hold Lin Moyu and walked into the house.

After pushing open the door and entering the room, Si Weiyuan threw Lin Moyu in directly. In order to prevent him from falling, he moved a chair behind Lin Moyu and let his precarious body sit on it.

Then he also sat on the chair opposite Lin Moyu, and said in an orderly tone: "You stay here for me tonight, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. I will watch you here."

"No, I'm going back to help them!"

Si Weiyuan picked up the teacup and took a small sip of tea, he said lightly, "Don't you dare."

Lin Moyu was eager to save people, so he jumped up against the case: "Why don't I dare?"

Si Weiyuan looked up at him, and said coldly, "Sit down."

His eyes were icy cold, which made Lin Moyu's whole body shiver from the cold.

Lin Moyu shivered abruptly, and sat down obediently, not even daring to say anything.

From the bottom of his heart, he is still quite afraid of Si Weiyuan.

After all, his life and death are always in the hands of this man.

But after a while he couldn't hold it back anymore, he was too worried about the safety of Ling Qingye and the two of them, so he took the risk of angering Si Weiyuan again and begged him: "Master, they are my friends. I'm really worried about them, you just let me go back."

Si Weiyuan paused when he heard the words, put down the teacup, and asked him carefully: "They are your friends, so what am I?"

Lin Moyu always felt that there was something in his words, so he avoided the important and replied normally: "Master."

"Since you know that I am your master, why did you choose to go out with Ling Qingye instead of facing me today? Did you ever put me in your eyes?"

"..." If you don't want to face it, you just don't want to face it. Lin Moyu has nothing to say. In order to please Si Weiyuan, he lowered his head and compromised, "I was wrong..."

No matter whether he was sincere or not, Si Weiyuan finally felt relieved when he heard that he was submissive.

Then Lin Moyu didn't speak, Si Weiyuan just sipped tea by himself, he was aggrieved, and he enjoyed his aggrieved, full of pleasure.

When the tea in the cup was finished, Si Weiyuan pushed the empty teacup in front of Lin Moyu, the meaning was obvious.

He didn't let me go and let me serve tea and water, this person is really...

Lin Moyu frowned, looked at the teacup, then at Si Weiyuan, sighed silently, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Si Weiyuan, then pushed him respectfully and carefully.

After thinking about it, I was really angry, so I sighed, poured myself a glass, and drank it down to relieve my worries.

Xu had nothing to do, Si Weiyuan looked at Lin Moyu who was full of worries, and asked, "Who are you worried about? Ling Qingye, or Leng Xinghe?"

Lin Moyu lay down on the table with a headache: "What are you worried about? Junior brother Leng is just getting started, and he doesn't understand anything yet, so he is being bullied by Si Jing and the others like this. Can I not be worried?"

"There is also Ling Qingye. His strength can be said to be the bottom in Dingchenmen. With his strength, he can single out a genius of cultivation like You Zhuyan. If he is not dead, he will be disabled. How can you make me feel at ease?"

Si Weiyuan thought about it carefully, and after thinking about it, there was a moment of relief between his brows: "Leng Xinghe's strength surpasses that of Si Jingyou Zhuyan, and Ling Qingye, you don't need to worry."

"Why?" Lin Moyu opened his eyes curiously.

"No reason." Si Weiyuan turned his head away slightly, with a concealed expression, as if he didn't want to entangle Lin Moyu too much on this issue.

Lin Moyu still didn't dispel his doubts, his eyes were full of something strange.

"Instead of thinking about these things, you should think about your own affairs. The marriage certificate has been torn up. We can't delay our marriage any longer."

As soon as he mentioned this matter, Lin Moyu's mood fell.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly remembered something was wrong, raised his head and questioned Si Weiyuan: "How do you know it was torn up? You told me before that it was destroyed for some reason, which means you probably don't know. Why are you saying so much now?" precise?"

"..."

Si Weiyuan never thought that there would be a day when he would leak his words. After showing his flaws, he took a sip of his tea and said without changing his face: "Isn't it usually torn? Or burned, but I believe that most people should choose the former .”

His explanation was not unreasonable, but Lin Moyu still felt that the matter was not simple.

Why does it sound like Si Weiyuan tore it up for him?

But helplessly, Lin Moyu had no evidence, so he kept this weirdness in his heart and pondered it carefully in the future.

After a while, when the pot of tea was finished, Si Weiyuan ordered Lin Moyu to go outside to fetch water and make tea.

Lin Moyu reluctantly went out to fetch water. When he carried the water out of the yard and was about to go to the fire room to boil water, he paused and unconsciously walked in the direction of the small bamboo forest.

Thinking to himself that Ling Qingye hasn't come back now, something must have happened.

So he looked back at the candlelit room again, seeing that there seemed to be no reaction inside, he put down the bucket and walked quietly towards the small bamboo forest.

But before he took a few steps, the scene in front of him changed rapidly, and in an instant, he was in the hut again.

This is very similar to the last time he saw Immortal Tian Ze taking someone away, turned around and walked a few steps away, and then he was in Si Wei Yuan Palace.

Looking at Si Weiyuan's expression as calm as water, as if nothing had happened, Lin Moyu felt chills all over his body, before the matter became more serious, he sat back to his original position wisely and became obedient.

Si Weiyuan closed his eyes for a while, and when Lin Moyu was completely honest, he opened his eyes. With his eyes, he gestured to the bucket that was supposed to be outside the courtyard but appeared in the house at this time, and a stove that appeared out of thin air. He said calmly, "Go warm up the tea."

"Yes." Lin Moyu stood up tremblingly and took out his tea leaves. After the water boiled, he strained the tea leaves first, and then threw them down to cook again.

When the tea was ready, Lin Moyu offered Si Weiyuan a cup: "Master, please use tea."

Si Weiyuan took his tea, but didn't pick it up in a hurry, instead covered Lin Moyu's hand with his fingertips, pushed the tea to Lin Moyu's lips, and said, "Drink it first, my son."

Lin Moyu's scalp felt cold, and he couldn't help thinking about the time Si Weiyuan asked him to try tea that day: "Master, are you suspecting that this disciple gave you medicine again?"

Si Weiyuan smiled lightly and shook his head: "Of course not, I just let you drink first because I saw my disciple working hard."

"Oh......"

The tea was brought to his mouth, but Lin Moyu couldn't drink it, he was half-forcibly fed a cup of tea by Si Weiyuan.

Then Lin Moyu refilled Si Weiyuan's cup for him to drink.

When it was time for a cup of tea, Si Weiyuan put down the teacup, rested his forehead and fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, Lin Moyu waited for a while, then got up and walked to Si Weiyuan's side, and waved his hand in front of him.

"Master, Master?"

To make sure that he was really asleep, Lin Moyu pinched his face boldly, but there was still no response.

He has already been played by Si Weiyuan, but now Ling Qingye and the others haven't come back, which means that the situation is critical, his friend's life and death are on the line, how can he sit idly by?

So he didn't add medicine to the first cup of tea he poured just now, because he expected that Si Weiyuan would let him drink it first, so he did it first as a respect, to dispel his worries.

Afterwards, he quietly poured medicine into the tea that Si Weiyuan drank, so that he would be safe.

However, it is still not certain that he is really asleep.

But the situation is urgent, and now Si Weiyuan doesn't care about pretending, it's better to take a gamble than do nothing.

Lin Moyu glanced at Si Weiyuan again, then turned around and walked away.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, he saw the person behind him move slightly from the corner of his eye.

Lin Moyu froze immediately, not daring to take another step forward.

Si Weiyuan looked up at his stiff back and chuckled lightly.

Then he grabbed Lin Moyu's waist and sat him on his lap.

Lin Moyu's whole body immediately became a log.

Si Weiyuan stretched out his hand and lightly grasped Lin Moyu's neck, forcing him to tilt his head up, and then softly whispered in his ear: "Moyu, you gave me medicine again..."