Fantasy: My Disciple of the Empress Wants to Be Blackened

Dead leaves can break the wind, and people's hearts can be ruthless.

But Ye Qingyun felt that the thing he didn't regret the most in his life was joining Jianyun Immortal Sect.

at this time.

He tightly held Xia Ling'er's little hand beside him.

Standing outside Qingyun Pavilion a little nervously.

The suzerain called him to come, and asked him to bring Xia Ling'er with him. He didn't know what fate would meet him in the future, but for Xia Ling'er, he would not fear and fear, even though Su Changge said he would Temporarily separate him from Ling'er, but one day, with his own strength, he will keep Ling'er by his side with dignity!
Holding Xia Ling'er's palm, she unknowingly exerted a little force.

Feeling the gradually deepening strength in her hand, Xia Ling'er smiled, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Ye Qingyun's face, "Brother Ye, Ling'er has figured it out, no matter what happens, Ling'er will be with you Let's face it together."

Ye Qingyun looked at her with a smile and nodded.

He and Ling'er grew up together, and the love for Ling'er has long been engraved in his bones. Even if Ling'er can't practice, even if she can only live for a short hundred years, so what, he doesn't care at all, he cares , but in these hundred years, will Linger be by his side?

The two young lovers looked at each other affectionately.

And this time.

Suddenly there was a melodious and simple sound of the zither in the courtyard. The sound of the zither reached Ye Qingyun's ears, but it seemed to lead him through countless years. Those scenes when he was young, unexpectedly appeared in his mind uncontrollably. came to mind.

This piano sound.

Can affect his mood!
After finally regaining consciousness, the gate of the courtyard in front of her slowly opened. Ye Qingyun's expression tightened slightly, and she pulled Xia Ling'er into it.

in the courtyard.

Below a warm and exquisite pavilion.

Bai Yunchen, Xue Liuli, Su Yan, and Feng Wanqing sat around a table filled with spirit fruit and spirit tea. Feng Wanqing was making the tea, while Su Yan was sitting on a chair specially made for her, holding the tea in both hands. Holding her small head, staring at Xue Liuli who was telling her a story without blinking, Bai Yunchen gently wiped the snow sword in her hand, but she couldn't help but glance at the one sitting under the willow tree, flicking it quietly. The gentle figure of Guqin.

Since coming here.

Su Changge seldom plays the piano, but the piano art engraved in his mind has long been melted and absorbed by him, so he is not unfamiliar at all at this time.

"At the end of the war, the legendary foreign mysterious demon was suppressed by the ancient spirit emperor of our world in the Demon Ruin. He cannot stand up for ten thousand years, nor can he come out to harm living beings. Our world can continue until now. Thanks also to this domineering and unparalleled Lord Lingdi."

"Back then, he relied on the power of one person to protect our world..."

Xue Liuli's voice stopped abruptly.

However, Su Yan blinked her big bright eyes, and she couldn't get enough of what she heard. No one had ever told her these stories before. When she was with her mother, her mother spent most of her time practicing and let her play by herself. , All of this now feels extremely fresh to her.

Especially the stories told by Sister Liuli, even though there were many things she couldn't understand, it didn't hinder her liking for these stories.

Seeing that Xue Liuli stopped and rubbed Su Yan's little head with her hand, Feng Wanqing handed her a cup of tea that she made herself. In fact, if Xue Liuli didn't have that kind of thought about Master, she would be very willing to have a relationship with this teacher. The sister with a gentle personality gets along well, but why does sister Liuli like Shizun, can't she be ordinary friends with Shizun?

Be a sister, yes.

Quite her mistress, no!
"Thank you, sister Wanqing." Xue Liuli took the tea and smiled softly at Feng Wanqing. Of course she didn't know what Feng Wanqing was thinking, but she still had a good impression of this sister.

Feng Wanqing smiled brightly, shook her head towards Xue Liuli, expressing that you are welcome, then handed a cup of brewed spiritual tea to Bai Yunchen, "Master Bai, this is the tea that Master taught me to make, you can drink a cup too. "

She is not very familiar with Bai Yunchen.

All I know is that Hall Master Bai, who is usually cold and cold, seems to be friends with Shizun. This time, he heard that Shizun helped her solve the Zhou family's affairs, so he came here to thank Shizun.

Bai Yunchen put down the snow sword, took the teacup Feng Wanqing handed over, nodded towards her, didn't say anything, just lifted the teacup, and took a sip.

At this time, Bai Yunchen didn't have the same emotions towards Feng Wanqing as before. She used to think that Su Changge was ignoring him because of Feng Wanqing, but now, she doesn't think so.

Feng Wanqing was only Su Changge's disciple after all, she shouldn't have had those weird emotions towards this little girl at the beginning, it was Su Changge's coldness that made her panic.

Putting down the teacup, Bai Yunchen's red lips parted slightly, and her tone softened a little, "Thank you."

Feng Wanqing smiled, turned her head to look at Su Yan, and asked, "Do you want a drink?"

Su Yan was hugged by Xue Liuli, mainly because she was soft and cute, Xue Liuli was a little addicted to hugging, but when she heard sister Wanqing's words, she looked at Feng Wan in a daze. Qing, "Sister, can I drink?"

Feng Wanqing thought for a while, "It should be possible."

"Then I want to drink." The little girl said immediately.

Xue Liuli couldn't help kissing her soft little face, "Children should drink less tea, even spirit tea. If your father finds out, he will definitely be scolded."

Su Yan pouted, "Dad won't scold me, Dad loves Yan Yan the most."

This cute expression combined with her aggrieved eyes directly made a few people laugh.

"Then I won't drink it." Feng Wanqing took back the teacup, she was also afraid of being scolded by the master.

The melodious sound of the piano came again.

Several people were a little intoxicated by it, and they looked at the willow tree in unison, the gentleman-like figure that was bathed in the sun, handsome and gentle.

And this scene in the courtyard.

Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, he never thought that the Qingyun Pavilion where the suzerain was located would look so warm, especially the suzerain played the piano under the willow tree, while his friends and disciples were in the pavilion Talking and laughing softly, the scene of getting along so warmly brought a big shock to Ye Qingyun's heart.

He didn't know what the suzerain was calling him here for.

But he knew that this kind of scene was the picture he had imagined getting along with Ling'er, but the protagonists in the picture were only him and Ling'er. At this moment, he admitted that he was a little envious.

He also knows that all that the suzerain owns is brought to him by the strength of the suzerain. If he is still like now, a waste of nothing, let alone give Ling'er a warm home, is it possible? Protecting Ling'er is a big problem.