The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

Zhong Heng knelt in front of the gate of Bamboo Forest Garden, crying and howling at the top of his voice.

"Yijue, it's all my Zhong Heng's fault, I deserve to die, I've come to confess to you..."

Meng Yijue's eardrums ached from the shock.He looked at Zhong Heng crying and bursting into tears, it was really ridiculous.

But when he thought that this guy might be dehydrated and faint in front of his door if he cried so earth-shatteringly, which would cause more trouble, Meng Yijue quickly waved his hand and said to Zhong Heng: "Okay, I heard everything, you go back."

Zhong Heng wiped away his tears and said in a hoarse voice: "Yijue, I know you hate me and don't want to see me...but I'm sorry, Yijue, I don't want you to hate me..."

He hugged Meng Yijue's calf and cried non-stop, and his trouser legs were wet from crying.

Meng Yijue shook his head slightly, "I don't hate you."

He didn't care at all, there was no way to talk about hating or not.While talking perfunctorily, he pulled out his legs, and moved Zhong Heng out by the way, trying to close the bamboo door.

It's a pity that Zhong Heng seems to have misunderstood his meaning.When Meng Yijue said that he didn't hate himself anymore, his eyes lit up, "Really?"

Before Meng Yijue could open his mouth, he saw this decadent man as if he had been revived in place. A carp stood up straight, clung to the door, and was so excited that he was incoherent for a while: "You don't hate me anymore, thank you, thank you too You don't hate me! I, Zhong Heng, am a fool, I have done all the asshole things to you, even if you don't forgive me, you are right..."

Zhong Heng was crying and laughing, wiped the tears from his face indiscriminately, and looked up at Meng Yijue devoutly with eager anticipation.

"Yijue, you are so kind, you are always so kind and gentle. Unfortunately, I was really blind before, and I believed the words of An Jinhua who killed a thousand swords!"

As he said that, Zhong Heng couldn't help scolding An Jinhua again, and he was so eloquent that he scolded An Jinhua continuously, starting from An himself and going up to the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

Seeing this going on forever, Meng Yijue had to raise his hand, ready to interrupt his long speech.

Zhong Heng had had enough scolding, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "...In short, I feel that An Jinhua is not a person, but he is right in one point. I am indeed a bastard man who has no responsibility and no responsibility. , because of my stupidity, you have been wronged so much...you, you..."

Zhong Heng approached, stared at Meng Yijue, and burst into tears immediately: "Yijue, you look a lot thinner, alas... You must have had a bad life these years..."

He stretched out his hand to Meng Yijue's face distressedly, "Even his face has become so pale..."

"I'm fine!" Meng Yijue slapped his hand away irritably, staring at the white powder rubbed off his cheeks, "Why is my face pale, I just got white flour in the stove, are you out of your mind? Are you crying?"

Zhong Heng, however, was immersed in the tragic world he had conceived, and continued on his own, "Yijue, I listened to the rumors of traitors, which caused you to suffer so much, all mistakes are my fault. But Please give me a chance today and let me make it up to you, okay?"

He looked eagerly at Meng Yijue, tentatively: "Well, I, we, is it still possible to go back to the past..."

"You, what did you say?!" Meng Yijue's eyes widened suddenly.

Zhong Heng said urgently, "I mean, you, can you... follow me..."

"No!" Meng Yijue refused.

Seeing that Zhong Heng wanted to explain, he decided to open up his words and explain clearly to the other party:

"Alright, Zhong Heng, stop. I said I won't hate you, and I will treat you normally in the future as I treat other people in Zifeng Mountain, but I won't have any redundant communication with you."

In Zhong Heng's heartbroken and desperate eyes, Meng Yijue passed the verdict indifferently.

"Please stop here for your passionate speech. You don't have to come to me anymore, we have already finished, and there will be no more possibilities in the future. If you are sensible, you can leave by yourself, and don't disturb the tranquility of my bamboo forest garden."

"Hey, don't, don't go!" Zhong Heng was about to rush into the yard in a panic, trying to hug him.

Meng Yijue was expressionless, and closed the door forcefully in front of Zhong Heng.

"No ah ah - Yijue, Yijue, I beg you, wow -"

The moment the barrier was locked, Zhong Heng's wailing stopped abruptly, blocked by layers of spells.

Meng Yijue turned around and took a deep breath, only then did he feel his eyes and ears became clearer.

He slapped his hands and showed a relaxed expression to Ling Yuan beside him, "It's over, let's go back."

When Meng Yijue went out to negotiate, Shui Lingyuan stood behind him like a patron saint, and shot a cold gaze at Zhong Heng.

If that gaze could turn into a real thing, Zhong Heng might have already pierced his heart with ten thousand arrows.

It wasn't until she saw the master resolutely rejecting Zhong Heng that Ling Yuan withdrew her cold gaze from the man outside.When he turned to Master again, his eyes were as gentle as water.

"Master, the fish soup should be ready."

"Yeah." Meng Yijue smiled slightly.

He knew that when he was talking with Zhong Heng, his family's dumplings had been tense and on high alert.

Fortunately, the boy didn't ask him about his "past" with Zhong Heng.The past belongs to the original body, and the intersection between himself and Zhong Heng is about zero, and he never regards Zhong Heng as his "predecessor".It is troublesome to explain.

Seeing a large cloud of white steam coming out of the stove, Meng Yijue let out an oops and ran back quickly.

Shui Lingyuan followed slowly.When the master entered the room in a hurry, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked coldly in the direction of the entrance of Zhulinyuan.

He clenched his fingers tightly, his face turned slightly pale.

Although she didn't express anything in front of the master, at this time Shui Lingyuan deeply experienced an unprecedented feeling of inexplicability.

He knew that the man kneeling outside and crying had brought endless pain to Master, both physically and psychologically.And the master will not have any extraordinary contact with him again.

In Master's world, that man has already been eliminated, so there is nothing to fear.

However, despite convincing himself in this way, the boy couldn't help but feel depressed.

For that person, he loathed, hated, was unwilling, and even a little bit jealous. All kinds of emotions gathered in his heart into a strange sour feeling, eroding his internal organs.

He never participated in Master's past, and he never said a word.

But when he thought that his master had almost become a Taoist partner with that scum outside, Shui Lingyuan couldn't stop his mind shaking, and his blood boiled bursts.

The more Shui Lingyuan thought about it, the more sour he felt, as if he had drunk a few jars of vinegar, so sour that his eyes were red, his stomach was churning, and even the bottom of his teeth were sour.

The ups and downs of his mood quickly affected the meridians and spiritual veins of his whole body, and the young man's body automatically responded.The powerful devilish energy exploded from his spirit pool, spreading to the entire Bamboo Forest Garden in an instant.

With a sound of "Boom", the ground was violently shaken by the emitted spiritual energy, until the pear trees in the corner of the yard were shaken and swayed.

Meng Yijue's voice quickly came from the room: "What's going on? Lingyuan, are you in the yard?"

Shui Lingyuan stared blankly at the mess around her.After a long while, he heard the footsteps of the master hurriedly running out of the stove room, and he finally regained his senses, and stared blankly at Meng Yijue who appeared in front of him.

Meng Yijue asked him what happened, but Shui Lingyuan didn't listen.All his attention fell on the gently parted lips of the master in front of him.

When Master spoke, his ruddy lips opened and closed like flower petals, uttering crisp words.Shui Lingyuan stared intently, while answering the other party's question absent-mindedly.

"Silly boy, what are you thinking?"

Meng Yijue noticed his strangeness, reached out and knocked his head, and then noticed where the other person's gaze fell.

Confused, he raised his hand and wiped it lightly on his lips, then blinked and looked at his fingertips, "Nothing?"

In Shui Lingyuan's eyes, Meng Yijue's unintentional actions were like a stone thrown into a calm pool of water, instantly stirring up a stormy sea.

The boy's throat tightened for a moment.The master's slender and white fingers gently brushed the vermilion lips, his dark eyes looked at him clearly, and his beautiful eyebrows were raised slightly, showing a simple incomprehension.

This inadvertent behavior seemed so cute to him, and he couldn't help but want...to get closer...

Sensing the faint approaching breath, Meng Yijue raised his eyes, and saw a pair of water-colored eyes approaching, like a bottomless vortex.

He was startled, and quickly pushed the cub away, "What's the matter, you're hungry, do you want to eat Master?"

Meng Yijue originally joked casually, but as soon as the words came out, things seemed to get worse—the boy's water-colored eyes stared straight at him, and his throat moved, making a swallowing motion.

Meng Yijue froze for a moment.He quickly grabbed Ling Yuan, turned him around, and pushed him towards the stove house: "Come on, be good, Master will make fish soup for you! Let you taste it first, okay? This is your senior brother and sister." There are no benefits..."

Shui Lingyuan was pushed into the kitchen by him, and she felt even more depressed when she heard Master talking to her in a coaxing tone.

Meng Yijue filled a bowl of milky white fish soup and put it in his mouth and blew it gently.

Seeing that Ling Yuan didn't move, he rolled his eyes and picked up the spoon, "Situanzi, why are you so dumb today? You don't want Master to feed you, do you?"

Ling Yuan was silent for a moment before saying in a muffled voice: "Master, I am not a child anymore."

Hearing the aggrieved young man's voice, Meng Yijue burst out laughing, "You still say it's not a child? You tell me, why are you letting the devilish energy outside? It's not a prank, what is it?"

Ling Yuan lowered her eyes and remained silent.

It's okay not to mention it, but when the master mentioned that, he thought of Zhong Heng -- that selfish and weak man.Shui Lingyuan originally dismissed this man, but he had something that he never had.

Why did this Zhong Heng have such a beautiful master, even if it was only once...

He even thought a little gloomyly that the master had always regarded him as a brat, but he definitely didn't treat Zhong Heng that way.

Damn...why, why didn't I meet Master earlier?

The more Shui Lingyuan thought about it, the more jealous she became, and her heart flew into a rage.But he himself didn't know why this unknown fire started, and he couldn't tell whether he hated Zhong Heng more or was more jealous, so he just had a gloomy face in front of the master.

Meng Yijue found that the child clenched his lips and his phalanx turned white. He seemed really depressed, so he stopped teasing him. He took the fish soup to the table outside, "Not in a good mood? Come on, what's bothering you? Master tell me."

He pushed Ling Yuan to the table and sat down, staring blankly at the fragrant and steaming fish soup on the table.

"Okay, master knows, Ling Yuan has grown up, right?" Meng Yijue propped his chin on one hand, and looked at Ling Yuan with his head tilted through the mist, "Shuimotuanzi grows fast, and they are adults at the age of ten. They are really not babies. gone."

Ling Yuan remained calm, with a solemn and deep demeanor, but the bristling hair on the top of his head revealed the joy in his heart.

The boy himself knew nothing about this matter, but Meng Yijue, who was a bystander, could see through everything.He had noticed long ago that when Ling Yuan was happy, a trace of devilish energy would subconsciously flow out of her body, making the fur on her head stand on end.

Meng Yijue snickered in his heart, and quickly coughed lightly as a cover.

But Ling Yuan's senses are extremely sharp, especially when facing Master.His eyes suddenly turned cold: Master is secretly laughing at him again!

If he was in the form of a dumpling now, he would have exploded into a puddle by now.

However, when the master returned to the kitchen to prepare the rest of the meal, Shui Lingyuan calmed down and thought seriously.

He figured that the reason why Shizun firmly believes that he is a child is because he is really young and not as tall as Shizun, and the most important thing is that he needs more care from Shizun at present, rather than looking like a mature child. Take care of Master like a man.

So what is maturity?Shui Lingyuan thought carefully, it is not enough for a mature man to have a mature appearance. For example, Zhong Heng, although he is old enough, is full of selfishness on the inside, and is despised by his master.

In this way, inner maturity is the most important thing.I must be gentle and considerate, take responsibility, and be strong enough to be the master's reliance.This is impossible for Zhong Heng and his ilk to do.

Shui Lingyuan thought, if she did it, the master would look at her with admiration, and she would never call herself a child again.

So, when it was time for lunch, Shui Lingyuan came to the kitchen very consciously.

He served all the food prepared by the master and put them on the plate, and added bowls full of rice to the senior brothers and sisters and his own sister.Then I sat at the small table and carefully peeled the shrimps; I also took a small hammer to knock off the crab shells, and picked out the delicious crab meat inside.

Meng Yijue called the children to sit down and eat, and saw Ling Yuan silently peeling the shells and picking the meat beside him, her slender fingers were light and nimble, and she put one into his bowl after peeling one.

After a while, Meng Yijue's bowl was filled with hot shrimp and crab meat.

Several other children present looked at each other with surprised expressions.Meng Yijue looked sideways at Ling Yuan.

The boy stretched his brows, his face was calm as usual, and the previous depression seemed to have subsided.

Meng Yijue hooked the corners of his lips, picked up a shrimp from the bowl, and put it in his mouth.Chewing, nodding with satisfaction, "Well, the peeling is not bad."

Ling Yuan said softly: "Master made delicious food."

Brother and sister of the Gu family: "..."

Shui Yingying doesn't know the reaction of the siblings.

In her opinion, Meng Yijue is Ling Yuan's master, so Ling Yuan should be filial to her master. Peeling a shrimp for her master is not a big deal, is it?

She looked at Qing Xi suspiciously, and the latter came up and bit his ear: "Junior brother used to have to be fed by Master when he drank fish soup. Now he will take the initiative to peel shrimp and crab for Master."

Yingying was startled, "He...does he want to be greeted by Master?"

Qing Xi coughed: "Junior brother has just opened his mind, and his transformation is still unstable. Every time he smells the aroma of fish soup, he can't help but change back to his original shape, just like that little dumpling. The dumpling has short hands and it's inconvenient to drink the soup, so Master has to hug it." Hold it, feed it."

She blinked suddenly, "Sister Yingying, do you water monsters really can't help shrinking into balls when you drink fish soup? Do you feel strange now, will you shrink?"

Shui Yingying: "..." My brother lied to you.

Brothers and sisters muttered to each other, Ling Yuan continued to calmly peel the shrimp for the master with a calm expression.

He already has extremely handsome eyebrows and eyes, and he can maintain an elegant and personable demeanor even when he lowers his head and concentrates on doing things.

Qing Xi clicked his tongue twice, "Hey, our junior brother has grown up, and he will definitely be great in the future. If such a gentle and considerate method is used to pursue a Taoist partner, which beauty would not love it?"

While the two were muttering, a shrimp suddenly fell into Yingying's bowl.

Shui Yingying turned her head, only to see that Qingyang's ears were reddish, and there was still a pile of freshly peeled shrimp by his hand.

Qing Xi gasped, and covered her heart with an exaggerated expression.

Yingying smiled, ate the shrimps into her mouth, then disassembled two crab legs for each brother and sister, and put them in their bowls.

When the children were playing, Meng Yijue enjoyed Lingyuan's service without blushing and heartbeat. He ate delicious shrimp and crab.

Ling Yuan looked at him tenderly, with a faint smile.

Just now when the brothers and sisters were talking and joking, he heard some comments in a few words, such as "gentle", "steady" and "reliable"... So he secretly hoped that such words would come from the mouth of the master.

Meng Yijue gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and under the look of the young man pretending to be calm but looking forward to it, he slowly said, "You are so good today, you can drink soup with a spoon by yourself." He added, "I also know how to be filial as a teacher .very good, very good!"

"..."

It is obviously the care and consideration from a mature man, how can it be called "filial piety"?

Facing such an incomprehensible master, Shui Lingyuan felt aggrieved and wanted to shrink into a ball on the spot.But he held back.

Now his goal is to become a mature man that the master can rely on, so naturally he can't act like a child who hasn't eaten candy.The young man understands that the road ahead is long and difficult, and he will never give up on it.

Shui Lingyuan calmed down and quickly calmed down.When he looked at Master again, his eyes were as quiet and gentle as before.

The boy nodded silently in his heart, satisfied with the improvement in his ability to control his emotions.

Meng Yijue was full, leaning halfway on the bamboo chair like a satiated cat, narrowing his eyes lazily.He also muttered in his mouth, evaluating his cooking skills for today's lunch: the fire of the fish soup has improved, the minced garlic in the steamed shrimp is a little bit not tasty enough, and so on.

While talking, a slender finger suddenly caressed his cheek.

Ling Yuan picked up some leftover grains of rice from the corner of the master's mouth, her thin lips evoked a charming smile, and then wiped the corners of the master's lips carefully with a handkerchief.

At that moment, not only Qing Xi opened her eyes wide and whispered "My God, it's so flirtatious!" Even Meng Yijue, who was as dull as Meng Yijue, felt his heart tremble when he looked at such a pair of watery eyes with infinite tenderness.

Meng Yijue blinked, and couldn't help but look at Shui Lingyuan carefully again, to confirm that this was not his illusion——

He read something unusual from the way his cub looked at him.

However, before Meng Yijue could further explore, Shui Lingyuan calmed down just right.The young man cleaned up the dishes on the table one by one with magic tricks, and then walked quickly into the stove room.