After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

It was the first day of August when Lou Jingyu returned to the Chiyang Sect.

When the carriage stopped and he pulled open the curtain, he saw Uncle Jiang and the members of the Chiyang Sect already waiting at the gate to greet him.

"Welcome the master to Islam!"

"Welcome the Master back to Islam!"

Uniform and impressive.

Lou Jingyu nodded slightly, glanced at everyone with an indifferent expression, but did not move.

He loosened his hand and half-lowered the curtain.

Everyone could vaguely make out that he turned around and said something to the inside of the carriage before getting off.

After he landed on the ground, he stretched out his hand again to help Ying Shiyi get out of the car.

Duan Chunhui, who came to greet people, saw this scene and smiled teasingly.

"After this trip, they have become even closer. The leader is not hiding anything at all."

Lian Jue also smiled and came over to fan him with a fan, "The leader has taken another step towards his original intention. We should congratulate him."

"Hehe." Duan Chunhui suddenly retracted his smile and changed his position to stand next to Uncle Jiang.

Lian Jue was not annoyed. He stood there and looked at him with a smile as warm as a spring breeze.

"master."

Ying Eleven muttered softly from the other side of the carriage.

So many people are watching them, how can the master serve him in front of so many people?

"That's against the rules," he said.

A smile finally appeared on Lou Jingyu's face, which had been indifferent just now.

When they were at Dajue Temple, he felt that the two of them had become much closer, and he had put aside all the rules. But when he came back, Eleven started talking about the rules again.

How come he has changed now that he has come back?

I guess it’s because there are too many people in the church, and Eleven feels embarrassed.

It seems that Eleven can only relax a little when they are alone.

This kid.

It would be better for them to return to Canglan Palace as soon as possible, since it’s just the two of them.

"Come down quickly," he urged, "I'll take you to rest."

Ying Shiyi had no choice but to place his hand on Lou Jingyu's large and warm palm, and got off the carriage under the gaze of everyone.

They walked together all the way back to Canglan Palace.

By the time they return, Mingyue and Qingfeng will have already prepared steaming hot meals and are waiting for them to eat.

When they were at Dajue Temple, they only went down the mountain to the town every few days to eat some meals other than vegetarian food, and they did not eat much meat.

After living a simple diet for a long time, my appetite seems to be pretty good now when I see the table full of delicacies.

I haven't had home-cooked meals for a long time.

Eight Treasure Duck, Roast Goose, Stir-fried Pork with Chili Peppers, Shredded Pork with Fish Flavor, and Stir-fried Vegetables are all delicious and tasty, and paired with the delicious millet porridge, they will whet your appetite.

Ying Shiyi hadn't eaten these meals for a long time and missed them quite a bit. He enjoyed the meal very much.

The vegetarian food from Dajue Temple is two different delicacies.

Lou Jingyu felt relieved when he saw that he ate well, but he didn't dare let him eat too much greasy food, after all, his stomach still needed to be taken care of.

Thinking about resuming the daily medicinal meal preparation for Eleven from tomorrow, he gave the instructions to Mingyue after dinner.

By the way, he asked the kitchen to make some ice cheese, because he knew that Eleven loved to eat these cool, sour and sweet things.

I haven't eaten it outside these days.

The weather is still good now, so of course I have to make something for him. After all, when the weather gets a little cooler, he won’t be able to eat these cold things.

As usual, people were only allowed to eat half a bowl, and Lou Jingyu finished the rest.

Lian Jue and Uncle Jiang happened to come to pay their respects, and were secretly shocked when they saw Lou Jingyu eating the shaved ice left over by Ying Shiyi.

When they don't know, is this how the leader gets along with people in private?

Always refresh your knowledge.

After all, in their minds, the leader has always been difficult to serve and would even eat what others have left.

Although Ying Shiyi eats very properly and the other half of the smoothie is placed safely and cleanly, this is Lou Jingyu.

I can only say that the master has changed a lot.

"What's the matter?" Lou Jingyu asked after putting down the bowl after finishing the last bite.

"My Lord, I wrote to you on your way back because of a guest. I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Having said this, Lian Jue glanced at Ying Shiyi next to him, as if he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Lou Jingyu glanced at him coldly, and Lian Jue could only say, "Miss Qiao is here."

"Who?"

"Qiao Shuhe."

"I don't recognize it."

Lian Jue could only sigh in his heart that noble people tend to forget things.

It is rumored that this person has been infatuated with you for more than ten years. The whole world knows it, but you can't even remember his name.

Lian Jue reminded her again: "The daughter of the head of Linggu Mountain, if we follow the order of seniority, should call the old head's wife aunt."

Linggu Mountain is the sect where the old leader’s wife once practiced swordsmanship. She was the only female inner disciple of the sect.

But after living in the mountains for too long, he felt it was boring so he went down to explore the world, and ended up meeting the old leader from his youth.

When the two outstanding men met, they fell in love and agreed to explore the world together. Later, they founded the Chiyang Sect together.

Speaking of this building, Jingyu finally had some impression.

However, in the past, Linggu Mountain always sent disciples to pay tributes as a courtesy. After all, the places were far apart, and there had not been any deep connection or friendship over the years.

This young lady has never been here.

Probably he had seen him a few times when he was a child because of his mother, and Lou Jingyu could no longer remember clearly.

"so?"

So what's the twists and turns in this that requires you to write to me?

Lian Jue shook his fan and said, "It's not a very important matter. It's just that Miss Qiao wanted to see you as soon as she arrived at the Chiyang Sect. She said she had something important to discuss with you."

Lou Jingyu sneered.

What important thing could it be?

If it was really that important, the head of Linggu Mountain would come to pay a visit in person.

"Let her wait and we'll talk tomorrow."

He still has to accompany Eleven to rest early.

After he said this, Lian Jue said no more.

Uncle Jiang asked some more questions about the reception of guests who had come to pay their respects recently and then left.

Everyone knows that Lou Jingyu just came back not long ago. He must have had a tiring journey, so it would be better for him to rest early.

After everyone left, Lou Jingyu took Ying Shiyi to the inner room.

"Eleven, let's take a shower and rest, and go to bed early tonight."

Ying Shiyi seemed to be in a daze. He was stunned for a moment before nodding.

He was thinking about the woman Lian Jue mentioned.

Is there anything special about this person?

Why did she come to the Chiyang Sect to find the leader first?

What else is important?

For some reason he felt vaguely uneasy.

But he couldn't describe this feeling, so he could only listen to his master and take a bath early, and lie down on the bed just after the hour of Hai.

The bed in Canglan Palace was much bigger and softer than the one in the wing room of Dajue Temple. Ying Shiyi was lying on it, surrounded by the scent of his master.

The fragrance of spring news in the snow spread in the space surrounded by the bed curtains, making him feel at ease for no reason.

He thought his master must have magical powers.

Feeling satisfied, he folded his hands over his chest.

Lou Jingyu supported his head with one hand and lay on his side facing him. Looking at Eleven's peaceful face and gentle movements, he couldn't help himself.

Dajue Temple is nice in every way, except that you can’t get too close to people here.

Before this, Lou Jingyu had lived a life in Canglan Palace where he could pick up his little rabbit at any time to kiss, hug and touch it. After enduring it for so many days, he could no longer bear it.

He supported himself on the bed with his arms, turned over suddenly, and was above Ying Shiyi's body.

The broad figure obscured the gentle fluorescence of the night pearl in front of Ying Eleven's eyes.

"Master, what's wrong?" Ying Shiyi looked innocent and confused.

Lou Jingyu curled up the corners of his mouth, but the tenderness in his eyes was tinged with unspeakable desire.

The fingertips gently stroked Ying Shiyi's brow bone and nose bridge, and Ying Shiyi felt that a string of tiny sparks ignited wherever the master brushed past.

"Not really, I just want to kiss you, do you want me to kiss you?"

Ying Shiyi's eyes suddenly widened, his slender fingers clutched the sheets beneath him, his ears turned red, but he still nodded without hesitation.

"Let the master kiss it." he said.