Fostering apprentices

Mu Chu's eyes widened sharply, and he still held hope in his heart to get close to Master, stretched out his hand and tugged at his sleeve like in the past after doing something wrong, and said, "Master, what are you talking about, what prince, I...Master ..."

"Your Highness, please respect yourself." Yan Nan no longer hugged him in his arms without hesitation like in the past this time. He opened his hands, his dark eyes were full of indifference, and now he seemed to be indifferent. I know Mu Chu as well, and have a lot of friends with him.

Even keeping the distance between the two of them, Yan Nan bowed his hands to Mu Chu and said, "It's because I didn't think carefully enough to delay His Royal Highness these years."

"Master..."

"Your Highness!" Yan Nan raised his voice, staring at him with cold eyes, every word and deed he said reminded Mu Chu of his identity.They are no longer in the relationship of master and apprentice. To put it mildly, it is difficult for them to maintain an ordinary friendship. What lies in front of them is the two national borders of Dongyue and Nanling.

Yan Nan had long thought of such a day, and he even thought of what to say and what to do when Xiao Achu knew his life experience in advance. It was clearly the best psychological preparation, but he said it at this moment. When it was done, it was thousands of times and tens of thousands of times more serious than imagined.

This is the child he brought up with his own hands. Those who have been fathers and mothers all these years are used to having someone around him called Master, but what if he is reluctant? Now let him go back and let him remember himself for a few years , if one day Dongyue and Nanling go to war again, it will be delayed for a few days.

He tried his best to restrain the pain in his heart, and said in a calm voice: "I will send someone to send your highness's things to the post house. When you return to Dongyue, I will personally write a letter and submit it to your majesty to explain the reason."

From the beginning to the end, Mu Chu didn't say a word, and he naively thought at the moment that his master was angry with him because of the fact that he didn't marry a wife and start a family.

Yes, that's right, Master is blaming him for not listening to him, absolutely.

As long as he apologized well and admitted his mistake as usual.

"Master..." Mu Chu called out softly again, he pulled up the sleeve of Master's sleeve recklessly, and watched him cautiously: "I won't disobey you in the future, don't ignore me, we will come back Family, I will listen to you carefully in the future."

"You haven't drunk me with new rouge yet. Master, I really know that I was wrong. Let me marry, okay? I promise you to marry."

Now Mu Chu is extremely humble, he abandons his only dignity, grabs Master's sleeve and begs, he hopes that Master will tell him when he turns around: I was joking with you just now.

However, no matter how much he begged, all he got in return was the man's ruthless sarcastic words: "Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for me."

"It has nothing to do with Nanling that you marry a wife and have children now, as long as you like it."

Every word he said was like a sharp knife piercing Mu Chu's heart, bit by bit it was cut open and then bloody, Mu Chu had never seen such a cold and strange master, and he seldom treated him for so many years. Keeping a straight face or being angry.

But it's different now, his master is no longer his master, why did he become like this

When Yan Nan turned around, he only heard the sound of falling heavily behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Mu Chu lying on the ground...

When he woke up again, it was three days later. Mu Chu felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, as if he drank something. There is no familiar taste.

When he was in a coma, he seemed to see a confused figure rushing towards him, but in fact he knew it was his master.

Yan Nan sat up from the bed, his eyes were empty, and now there was no one sitting by the bed watching him, asking where he was, and looking at the backs of the few outside, he knew that they were the guards preventing him from escaping secretly .

But think about it, the whole world, even the master who loves him the most, doesn't want him, so where else can he escape?

Did you just give up like this, or do you mean that you can only meet Master on the battlefield in the future?

It started to rain lightly outside the window, and the sound of dripping water dripped on the window sill. The people outside did not know where they found out that he likes to eat green peppers. Concentrating on eating, he stood by the window and stared at the front quietly.

Here you can just see the General's Mansion. The towering small building is the place where Master often goes.

He was about to turn around when he heard the sound of tiles loosening from above his head. Yan Nan subconsciously walked towards the saber on the table. In the room, as soon as he turned around, a long sword was pressed against his neck.

Tuoba Hao looked at the long sword that was close at hand, only one finger away from him, as long as he moved a little bit, he would confess here.

"I said, anyway, I can be considered half of your master, even if we are rivals in love, we don't need to be so ruthless, right?"

Seeing that it was Tuoba Hao, Mu Chu withdrew his long sword and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What else can I do? Grandpa, I was pointed at by a fool with a sword. If he wasn't my crush on Grandpa, I would have sent him to the west with a sword." Tuoba Hao thought that he was almost screwed. He threw the letter hidden in his arms to Mu Chu, and said with disgust on his face: "It's clear that those three things are here, but he just poked me to deliver the letter. I don't know that I have a lot of time." Is it precious?"

"Three?" Mu Chu took the letter, and his heart that had been ashamed just now was revived in an instant. He carefully tore open the letter in his hand, and what he saw was the familiar font.

Tuoba Hao sneered, and raised his legs wildly: "That bastard Chu Heng from the Northern Kingdom rolled over before the Lord came, and your stupid uncle."

"And another one?"

Mentioning that person, Tuoba Hao's expression changed, and his sitting posture became a little uncomfortable: "It's bad luck if you don't mention that guy."

But the more he didn't mention it, the more curious Mu Chu became, and he wanted to know more about what his former master had gone through before he lost that spotless aura.

The letter was opened, and rows of powerful words appeared in front of my eyes:

----When I saw this book, I had already gone to the north to investigate the matter of this thorn. I don’t know when I will see you again. I hope to do something of my own, so that I can be worthy of my relatives. I know my body, but I also After accepting the son, I later thought about the fact that he was always in charge and you were not tied to the king, so I ordered you to belong to him, and my father was also reluctant to part with you. I hope that the one who sees little Ah Chu in the future and thinks it is true is stronger.Goodbye by fate, don't read it.

"Actually, your master really has a sharp mouth and a bean-curd heart. It's for your own good to break up with you in front of others. Once you return to Dongyue, those who hate Nanling will also hurt you. So in front of others The face also thought out a position for you."

Tuoba Hao and Yan Nan have been together for so long, so they naturally understand his mind. Even if a person's temperament changes, the things engraved in his bones will never change.

Yan Nan's old fox is like this, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, on the surface it looks cold-blooded and ruthless, but in fact it is still thinking of others.But if he can do this, I am afraid that in his heart, Mu Chu's status is not just as simple as an apprentice.

"He really doesn't even want to see me for the last time?" Mu Chu held the letter in his hand, a few sad lights flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and chuckled lightly, also mocking his own wishful thinking: "From the beginning to the end, he Just treat me as the most ordinary apprentice, maybe I didn't walk into his heart."

It is said that opera singers are ruthless, and opera actors are ruthless, but his master has no love at all, so why talk about being ruthless.

It's because I got too deep, because I have too much obsession.

The rain outside the window was still falling, and it didn't seem to stop at all. Unknowingly, the orchid plant on the window sill had already bloomed, and the petals were stained with rainwater, which looked quite different.

In the general's mansion, Yingyue took out the medicine bowl in her hand. He glanced at the man lying on the bed, but still couldn't bear to wake him up.

After Yan Nan finished writing the letter, he fell into a coma again. Even the quack doctor couldn't do anything about his repeated illnesses. He sighed helplessly, closed the door gently, and saw a familiar figure when he turned around.

He pulled out his long sword abruptly, and said to the uninvited guest, "You still dare to trespass on the general's mansion?"

"I just came to see my old friend, why are you so overreacted?" It was Chu Heng who suddenly appeared, and he carefully moved the sword pointed at him away, then walked up to Yingyue and patted him on the back. Shoulder said: "Although I don't know why you are all so hostile to me, we are also allies in the united front anyway, don't be so cold-blooded."

"Who dares to call His Majesty the Northern Kingdom an ally?" Yingyue sneered, the long sword in her hand was still out of its sheath, and he looked at the sanctimonious hypocrite in front of him, with contempt in his eyes: "Your Majesty, what have you done yourself?" Have you forgotten, or are you afraid to admit it?"

Chu Heng really felt inexplicable recently. He heard some words he didn't understand one after another, and was chased and killed by a group of people, as if he had done something outrageous.

But he didn't do anything harmful except sneaking to Nanling by himself.

"That, Xiao Yueyue." Chu Heng felt that he had to have a chance to clear his name, but as soon as the name was called, the sword in Yingyue's hand was directly placed on his neck. As long as the other party exerted a little force, his My little life is guaranteed to be explained here today.

The Northern Emperor is ready to cry now, why are all the people in Nanling so irritable, drawing their swords when they disagree with each other.

The author has something to say: Chu Heng is an idiot, there is no doubt about it.