Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

"Several talents, will you follow me to the Wang family later, or do you want to come back later?"

"This is the royal invitation token."

Watching the five people talking, Steward Wang took out five tokens and gave them to five people respectively.

The prodigal son took the token, thought about it in his heart, and then asked:

"May I ask Steward Wang, will his freedom be restricted after he becomes a guest scholar of the Wang family?"

Hearing this, Steward Wang and the other four were slightly startled.

I didn't expect him to ask such a question. If it were someone else, they would all wish to stay in the Wang family forever. Fortunately, he asked if the position of the guest literati in the Wang family would limit his freedom.

"Of course not, Mr. Shen."

"Being a guest literati of the Wang family will not restrict any freedom."

"And the Wang family will give them asylum."

"What Mr. Shen has to do is to make a little contribution to the literati from time to time."

Butler Wang said with a smile, very elegant and easy-going.

Hearing this, the prodigal son nodded slightly, and then said:

"Okay, then I will go to Wang's house with Steward Wang now."

"Alright Mr. Shen."

After finishing speaking, Steward Wang looked at the other four.

"I'll go to Wang's house with Steward Wang first."

Ye Fan immediately said that although he missed the old people in the village, he still entered the Wang's house first, and after he got some rewards, he would go back to the village to repay the old people.

Immediately afterwards, the gloomy guy also said that he would go directly to Wang's house with Steward Wang.

The other two said that they would go back in the future, and there were still some trivial matters for the time being.

.................

On the way to Wang's house.

He went there by chariot.

The prodigal son was alone in a spiritual carriage, with Lian Qingqiu.

Ye Fan was sitting in a spirit carriage with that guy.

In the spirit carriage, the prodigal son was flicking the token of the Wang family in his hand, but he didn't notice anything strange, so he put it away.

Lian Qingqiu sat beside him, leaning against him, looking at his side face, with thoughts of love mixed in her beautiful eyes.

But the prodigal son was thinking about other things.

Thinking of that talented woman.

This woman can't help being accomplished in literature, and her cultivation talent is also excellent.

Can be accepted as an apprentice to help oneself continue to improve and obtain resources.

These days, he could feel that whether it was Fang Qingqing's Heavenly Demon Code, Ye Zhixuan's Ghost Sword Art, Jiang Wuyue's Shenxuan Footwork or Mu Linglong's Ghost Sword Art Xinjue, they had all improved a lot. Added a small wave of combat power.

Especially Zhixuan who is full of favorability.

Now that he is using the Ghost Sword Art, it can be said that the lethality is shocking.

I can still accept apprentices as my main task. The more apprentices I have, the stronger I will be, and I will even become stronger lying down.

"Master~~"

Lian Qingqiu, who had seduced the prodigal son by herself for a long time, saw that the prodigal son was not moved at all, so a hint of resentment appeared on her beautiful and alluring face, she pouted her pink lips slightly, and leaned her body against the prodigal son. , said flatteringly.

Hearing this seductive voice, the prodigal son lost his mind.

He reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Nephrite in the bosom, refreshing.

Like a clingy kitten, Lian Qingqiu put her arms around Prodigal Zimiao's waist, pressed her face to his cheek, and kissed him lightly.

Seeing this, the prodigal son Yao also became slightly short of breath, and turned his head to cover her pink lips.

"Hmm~~·"

The two were flirting in the spirit carriage, and the outside world didn't notice it at all.

The carriage of the prodigal son is the second carriage, and the spirit carriage in the front is occupied by Wang Qinghan, and the maid who has spoken rudely to the prodigal during the day is also sitting in it.

Butler Wang sat on the spirit horse.

Ye Fan and that man are the third spirit carriage, which is also the last spirit carriage.

At this moment, Wang Qinghan was in the carriage.

There was a trace of panic on the maid's face, she also knew that the prodigal son won the leader in this literati competition, and from now on the prodigal son will be the guest literati of the Wang family, and his status is far beyond that of a little maid like her. of.

Moreover, she offended this person during the day, which also made her feel a little uneasy.

Wang Qinghan also found out about her situation, her eyebrows slightly frowned, thinking that this was indeed a problem.

Moreover, she herself felt a little uncomfortable, she had a prodigal son in her heart, and in the end the other party won the leader, she also felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and wanted to apologize to the prodigal son.

"Miss, I..."

The maid looked at Wang Qinghan fidgeting and muttered softly.

Wang Qinghan raised her jade hand slightly, told her to silence, and said softly:

"It's okay, you can apologize to him later, he should not be the kind of person who cares about everything."

Hearing this, the servant girl immediately showed a look of joy on her face.

"Thank you miss, thank you miss."

.............

On the other side, the prodigal son was sitting in the spirit carriage.

The two of them were flirting with each other, almost going off the hook.

But in this small space now, it is obvious that it cannot be misfired.

"Master~ Do you want me to help you......"

After the two parted their lips, Lian Qingqiu's face was rosy, and she looked at the prodigal son with winking eyes like silk, and said softly.

Hearing this, the prodigal son's pupils trembled, and then a strong heat surged in his eyes, and his blood boiled.

It was impossible to say that he didn't want to, and he was already excited.

After all, it was in this kind of place, sneakily and quietly.

"You little vixen."

The prodigal son said with fiery eyes, took out the broad daylight pendant and imposed a barrier on the inside of the spirit carriage, isolating the sound and breath fluctuations here.

At the same time, the interior of the spirit carriage is also very tight, with the curtains drawn.

Seeing his impatient look, Lian Qingqiu immediately showed a smug look in her beautiful eyes, got up and changed from sitting beside him to squatting in front of him.

Looking up at him with a pretty face, the corners of his lips slightly outlined an arc that caused people to imagine.

The prodigal son's breathing suddenly became more rapid, and he couldn't help rolling his throat and swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

....................

"Uncle Wang, stop for a moment."

Wang Qinghan said softly to Butler Wang who was sitting on the spirit horse.

"Okay lady."

Steward Wang stopped the spirit horse.

"Let's go."

"Yes, ma'am."

After the first spirit carriage stopped, the second and third also stopped.

Wang Qinghan and her maid got out of the car slowly.

At the same time, the body of the prodigal son who was sitting in the second spiritual carriage trembled slightly, and he was shocked.

Instantly recovered from a state of extreme enjoyment.

Lian Qingqiu also opened her beautiful eyes wide at the first moment, and immediately stopped what she was doing.

"Mr. Shen, is it convenient to get in the car and talk for a while?"

At this time, Wang Qinghan's voice came from outside the spirit carriage.

The prodigal son immediately tidied up.