Disobedience

Mo Jing and Yuan estimated that the new disciples should be studying in the Wangchen Building at this time, so they didn't stop Uncle Ji from entering the main entrance.

His thoughts were still a little slow, and he was stunned for a while before he realized that Gu Qingzhu deliberately kept them here to wait for him.

It's like Gu Qingzhu told him about the forest and the brother who was eaten by wolves in the forest on the first day he came... This person is the most suitable person for him to pinch.

"Thank you Uncle Ji, let me down."

Uncle Ji hesitated for a moment, but let him down anyway.

Mo Jinghe couldn't stand, and he didn't intend to stand, so he kowtowed to Gu Qingzhu on the ground, and said, "Thank you, master, for the punishment."

Gu Qingzhu ignored him, first had a few polite words with Uncle Ji, and then sent Uncle Ji out of the yard before turning around to look at him.

Still smiling, he used a fan to push away the coat Mo Jinghe was wearing, and saw the criss-crossing wounds inside, which were still bleeding continuously, and the cold sweat that Mo Jinghe was oozing from the pain and was quickly absorbed by the cold wind. Knowing that Uncle Ji won't show mercy, but seeing the whip marks all over his body, he still sighed in his heart, the attack was really ruthless.

"Go and rest." Knowing that he couldn't walk, he waved his hand and asked Ah San to come and help him.

"Thank you master."

Mo Jinghe raised his eyes to meet the eyes of Ah San who was about to help him up.That look... Is it contempt or jealousy?

There is contempt, but this jealousy... I just got dizzy, I must have misread it, he is in such a mess now, his face is crushed to pieces by stepping on the ground, if there is anything worthy of envy, it should be him Fate is hard, a hundred whips can't kill him; second, he is thick-skinned, and people can still kowtow to thank him so calmly after seeing this appearance.

Ah San saw that he was struggling to walk, so she held him tighter and touched the ground lightly. She didn't know how to use her strength, and she led Mo Jinghe Feishen away for tens of meters. Mo Jinghe was very close to him. His footwork, he knows that it is easy to achieve success, if he hadn't taken care of himself, he would have been much more nimble.

Ah San put him on the bed, laid him down, and covered him with a quilt.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

"Brother, you are welcome." His voice was a little cold, and he led the door out after speaking.

Mo Jinghe began to rejoice that he hadn't slept for two days, and when he put on the pillow, he felt drowsy, and it was best to fall asleep at this time.

When it was time to light the lamp, Gu Qingzhu originally wanted to go out to Dong Nuan Pavilion to play with Gu Ling, so he heard Mo Jing and whispering whispers next door. His hearing was already excellent, and it became even clearer when he listened attentively.

"Father...Mother..."

He remembered that it was Mu Dongchu who called Mu Dongchu the last time he was like this, could it be his parents who came to look for him? Thinking about it, he felt cold all over, walked to his house, opened the door and went in.

Mo Jinghe's cheeks were blushing unnaturally, and his brows were slightly frowned.

"Mu'er." Gu Qingzhu called softly, and a hidden guard came to him from nowhere.

"Master." The dark guard knelt down and said.

"Run to Dongnuan Pavilion and call Lingzi over."

The dark guard promised, but somehow disappeared.

Gu Ling came with Yun'er, and only wore a cloak over his middle coat. It looked very thin, and he thought he had already fallen asleep, so he came in a hurry and didn't have time to change.

Seeing that Gu Qingzhu felt distressed for a while, she hurriedly pulled his hand away, put his hand into her collar, and put her cold hand against her warm chest.

"Why don't you put on more clothes and come out, it's freezing carefully, can you be warmer?"

Gu Ling hurriedly withdrew her hand.

"Don't freeze."

There was some warmth in Gu Dongzhu's eyes, and he said, "Hello, I'll be fine."

Gu Ling glanced at Mo Jinghe with a smile: "Can you save me?"

Gu Qingzhu called him here just to show Mo Jinghe, and when he really came, he just cared about him.

When Gu Qingzhu let go of his hand, he was still a little reluctant, his hand was soft and slippery, and it was very comfortable to touch.

When that soft and slippery hand brushed against Mo Jing and his elbow, Gu Qingzhu was even a little jealous.

"Why is it so hot?"

Gu Ling pressed Wang Mojing and Cunguanchi with his fingers, and his feelings were not very good.

"I'll get his fever off first, but it's hard to say whether he can pass this test."

Gu Ling was a direct disciple of Lin Buwen, a medical master. If he said that he couldn't cure it, he probably had to depend on God's will.

"Look at his good fortune."

Gu Ling hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Master seems to treat him differently from others."

Gu Qingzhu shook the folding fan lightly, with a smug expression on his face, he said with a smile: "Is my Lingzi jealous?"

Gu Lingjiao looked back angrily, and saw that he was even more joyful, so she ignored him, took out the silver needle from the medicine box, took Dazhui acupoint, and pierced the ground directly, using the technique of penetrating the sky.Performed twice.

Mo Jinghe took a deep breath, but he woke up a lot.Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was Gu Qingzhu who was sitting on the head of the bed, and instinctively shrank back into the bed with some fear.

Seeing him like this, Gu Qingzhu was angry and funny: "What are you afraid of, I can eat you up."

can!

Gu Ling checked the wound on his back again, and said, "This wound on his back doesn't need medicine, I'm afraid it won't heal, and it will definitely leave a scar."

Gu Qingzhu thought for a while, and said: "It's a pity that such a good-looking person has scars. You can drive."

Gu Ling agreed, and led Yun'er to the side to prescribe the medicine.

"Master, what Mr. Gu said just now, I have always wanted to ask you, why do you treat me differently from others?"

Gu Dongzhu tilted his head, expressing his confusion.

"Other senior brothers have morning exercises, I don't have to go; other senior brothers practice moves for two or three days, but I have to do it twice; as for the left hand practice last time, don't let the senior brothers have a month. Practicing slowly, but I will be able to write like my right hand in two days; and for this archery, the other brothers all practice the same kind and then practice another kind..."

He talked for a long time, and his voice became softer and softer, he was really afraid that Gu Dongzhu would hit him again.

Gu Dongzhu was not angry: "I thought you would tell me this half a year ago."

Mo Jing was angry.

"For nothing else, I especially like to watch you be tortured."

Mo Jinghe was speechless.

After six or seven days like this, Mo Jinghe was able to get out of bed and walk around. He put on a coat and sat in the yard reading a book.

Just as he was excited to see it, Gu Qingzhu approached him.

Although he is better now, his walking is still a little unsteady, he thought to himself that it would not be a good thing to ask him to go at this time, but he did not dare to hesitate.

When I went there, Gu Qingzhu was eating melon seeds, his movements were leisurely, and he seemed to be in a good mood, but he seemed to be like this all the time, and he seemed to be in a good mood every day.

Ah San was kneeling on his heels, seeing Mo Jing and Lai with cold eyes.

Gu Qingzhu waved to him.

"Master." After Mo Jinghe called out, he stood up again and stopped talking.

"You are all courageous now, and you all dare to invite pets in front of me."

Mo Jinghe continued to look down at the toes of his shoes.

"A few days ago you said that I treated you differently from others, today Ah San also came to tell me so."

This sentence sounded normal at the time, but now that he said it like this, it felt a bit ambiguous. What Mo Jinghe meant was that Gu Qingzhu aimed at him everywhere and was mean to him...

"So, let's play a game."

Mo Jinghe lowered his head even lower, thinking: I want to find someone to peel melon seeds again.

"Don't be nervous, it's not a game of fighting and killing, we're here to play endorsement today."

He asked Ah Ba to fetch two booklets from the room and put them in front of them.

"This is a new collection of poems released by Qingdu the day before yesterday. You probably haven't read it before. I'll give you an hour. If anyone can't recite it, help me peel the melon seeds and send them to Lingzi."

Mo Jinghe took it and looked at Xi Shaoliang's "The Collection of Cattail Fans". At first, he was puzzled, but then he felt happy. Xi Shaoliang's family was poor when he was young. Seeing his cousin, he brought Xi Shaoliang to the house to seek refuge.The old man of the Mo family saw that Xi Shaoliang was extremely cute and clever, and Mo Jinghe was about to reach the age of enlightenment, so he asked him to study with him, which was regarded as a companion.Later, Mo Jinghe entered the ethnology school, and Xi Shaoliang also joined the school together. The two can be regarded as the best friends of the president. Xi Shaoliang is the eldest of Mo Jinghe, who is 12 years old. very close.

"Oh, I forgot. If you know each other, it's not fair to Ah San. You'll only be given half an hour, so hurry up and recite."

Mo Jinghe couldn't stand still, looked at the willow and rattan chair next to Gu Qingzhu, then at Gu Qingzhu, but finally didn't dare to speak.

Gu Qingzhu naturally saw his movements, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Sit if you want, I'm really not that scary, am I?"

That sentence was addressed to Ah San, but Ah San bowed her head and remained silent.

The two of them sat down on a rattan chair and began to recite their books.