master, i like her

The weather with pure white snowflakes in the breeze and drizzle made the temperature of Jiubai Mountain a few degrees lower. Bai Xijing stood in front of the window, quietly watching the rain scene outside the window with a dignified expression.

Bai Meng moved all the affairs to the master's room to deal with. The spacious and bright bedroom is combined with the study, which is convenient for rest and work.

From Chenshi to Sishi, I read Shishi's accounts for a whole hour, and processed several secret reports during the period. Bai Meng was so tired that he rubbed his head. Fortunately, there is a master, as long as he sees the master, the fatigue on his body will soon fade away.

Gentle and smiling eyes fell on the master, and after a quarter of an hour, Bai Meng realized the strangeness of the master. The master stood motionless by the window, looking at the side of his face, as if he was worrying about something.

The master's silhouette made people feel distressed and worried. Bai Meng got up and walked over gently, and stood side by side with the master. His lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He put his arms around the master's waist and looked out the window in silence like her.

No one spoke to break the silence.

In two days, it will be New Year's Eve. With the genius doctor Nie Changge here, Yunchen and Zhexi's injuries have completely healed. Thinking that they have been away from Emei Mountain for many months, and there are people from the Blood Killing Pavilion here, Yunchen plans to Say goodbye to Bai Xijing, and leave Wufeng Palace tomorrow.

The apricot-white oil-paper umbrella painted with blue lotus and green luan appeared at the gate of the courtyard. The umbrella was tilted, covering the face of the person holding the umbrella. Bai Xijing frowned, and recognized the visitor by virtue of his clothes and walking posture ——Taoist Master Yunchen.

With Bai Meng around, the little nun didn't dare to shout out, Bai Xijing turned her head and said to Bai Meng: "Yunchen came here, probably to say goodbye."

"Master really understands that little Taoist nun." Bai Xijing didn't mention it, but Bai Meng was talking about little Taoist nuns, and it was obvious that she was still jealous of Master and Yunchen, and she also took the opportunity to tease Master and let her forget other troubles.

Yunchen walked to the eaves, closed the umbrella to shake off the rain, leaned the umbrella against the door, looked back at the rain that was getting bigger, and entered the house.

"Master of the White House, I have been chatting with my senior sister for half a month, and I am here to bid farewell today." Yun Chen saluted with his fingers, straight to the point, "Bucai and senior sister plan to go down the mountain and return to Emei tomorrow."

Bai Xijing walked up to Yun Chen, and from Yun Chen's self-proclaimed lack of talent, he could tell that Yun Chen was still sulking in his heart, that's right, the enemy who killed the same family was in Jiubai Mountain, but she couldn't move, who would it be? will be angry.

"I have ordered someone to inform Emei, and you will go down the mountain after your seniors and sisters come to pick you up." With a cold and indifferent tone, with irresistible magic power, looking at Bai Xijing's deep but calm eyes, Yun Chen couldn't help shaking god.

Bai Meng, who has always been used as the background of the atmosphere, felt uncomfortable when he saw the little Taoist girl staring at the master in ecstasy. He stretched out his hand to grab the master's back, and pinched hard at the master's suspicious eyes.

Uh, it hurts.

Bai Meng withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and said: "Master Dao, you and Daoist Zhexi are stared at by the people from the Blood Killing Pavilion. If you go down the mountain recklessly, accidents will happen. Listen to my master and wait for your fellow disciples to come to pick you up. How about leaving?"

"Ah...well." Yun Chen's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he quickly recovered, and said: "What the Master of the White House and the Master of the Young Palace said is very true, and I will come here with my senior sister at ease."

He bowed his body and saluted, ready to go back to his room.

The pattering drizzle turned into a torrential rain in a blink of an eye, Bai Xijing called Yunchen to stop, and asked her to wait until the rain was light before going back, Bai Meng squinted her eyes, isn't the master not sympathetic to the fragrance and jade?Why is the attitude towards Yun Chen not the same?

Naturally, Bai Xijing knew what the little apprentice was thinking, and those knife-like scrutinizing gazes made her feel uncomfortable, as if she had done something to offend Bai Meng.

Under the gaze of the little apprentice, Qiang Zuo sat down cross-legged beside the coffee table calmly, glanced at Yunchen, who walked slowly to the opposite side of the coffee table, and sat opposite her.

On the brown and yellow pear flower wood rectangular coffee table, there is a small stove. On the red charcoal fire, a pot of Dianhong tea is boiled. The rich tea fragrance is scattered with the overflowing mist.

Bai Xijing gracefully poured a cup, placed it in front of Yunchen, and said, "Yunchen, try this tea."

The color of the soup is bright and golden, and it looks like a high-quality tea. Yunchen picked up the teacup, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently, the fragrance of the tea is intoxicating, and the taste is sweet and refreshing when he sips it slowly.

Bai Meng was sitting on the armchair, holding a sword manual in his hand, his eyes wandered between the scroll and the coffee table.

Seeing Master and Daoist Yunchen talking happily, he unconsciously strained his hands, his knuckles turned white, and stared at Master intently.

Bai Xijing has been paying attention to the little apprentice from the corner of her eye. Seeing Bai Meng's resentful gaze, she feels amused in her heart. It's just chatting, or chatting in front of her, why is it so easy to get jealous?

When it comes to cultivating the Tao, Bai Xijing looked back at Yunchen seriously, "Yunchen, is there really someone who has achieved Taoism and become immortal in this world?" Seeing that her cup of tea was exhausted, she poured another cup for her.

There are many people who practice Taoism in the world, but very few people who attain Taoism and become immortals. Even if there are, they are just rumors, and they have never seen it with their own eyes. Bai Xijing does not believe in immortality.

Yun Chen smiled, "In the ancient prehistoric times, humans, gods, and monsters coexisted, and immortals, who lived between humans and gods, were cultivated by humans. After the last god body returned to chaos, immortals are the highest existence in this world. The so-called immortals , are also human beings.”

"Daoist Yunchen means that immortals are in the world?" Bai Meng put down the book, got up, walked to the coffee table and sat down, looking at Yunchen with great interest.

Yun Chen shook his head, "Heaven and earth, here and there, you can come and go freely, and you have no fixed place to live."

Seeing that the little apprentice was interested in cultivating immortals, Bai Xijing poured her a cup of tea and asked, "Yun Chen, have you ever seen an immortal?"

Yun Chen smiled and said nothing, looked outside the door, the rain was still falling, with no intention of stopping.

Looking back, seeing the two staring at her with seeking solutions, after thinking about it, they told stories about a few things they encountered when they were young.

It was the first time for Bai Shaoqin to see Ling Shuang without her veil. Her fair face was delicate and handsome. If there was no scar on the right cheek, her appearance would be comparable to that of the Palace Mistress.

"Are you scared?" Ling Shuang saw Bai Shaoqin looking at her face in a daze, and joked, "If you get sick from being scared, I won't be responsible."

"Oh, it depends on whether I want to be responsible or not." Bai Shaoqin raised her eyebrows and sat down beside her.

Baijiu came in with a tray on which were placed tweezers, cotton yarn, and medicine. Seeing Bai Shaoqin, Ruan Meng shouted: "Master~"

Hmph, Bai Shaoqin snorted coldly, taking care of an outsider meticulously, does it mean that he doesn't want himself as a master anymore!

"Uh..." Baijiu raised the tray and explained, "Master, I'm here to give Sister Shuang medicine." Aunt Nie taught her medical skills, and happened to use Ling Shuang to practice.

Ling Shuang, who didn't know that she was being treated as a test subject, smiled slightly, lay down on the couch, and said, "Baijiu, I'm already lying down, come and serve."

Bai Shaoqin narrowed his eyes, flirting with Baijiu in front of her, hehe, stopped Baijiu and took the tray from her hand and said, "If Miss Ling doesn't mind, I'll serve it."

"Master, the scar on Sister Shuang's face has been re-opened. This medicine must be applied gently..." Bai Jiu quickly grabbed the corner of Master's clothes, and Bai Shaoqin was so angry that his heart ached when he saw Bai Jiu's eyes that he was afraid that he would kill Ling Shuang.

Putting the tray on the table, he said angrily: "Come here, come here." He pulled back the corner of his robe, turned his face and walked away.

Ling Shuang rested her hands on her head, looked at Bai Shaoqin's leaving back, and said with a smile on her lips, "Baijiu, your master, it's really interesting." After chasing Bai Shaoqin, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Baijiu, come and help me apply the medicine."

Baijiu withdrew his eyes and looked at Lingshuang, with a clear smile on his unobstructed face, picked up the cotton gauze and medicine bottle, poured the medicine and said, "Sister Shuang, Baijiu remembers that you were as cold as ice when I first met you, why do you laugh so much now?" ?”

"This Jiubai Mountain is a good place." Ling Shuang said with emotion as if she didn't answer the question, and slowly closed her eyes, "I want to stay here for the rest of my life and never leave."

"Sister Shuang, if you don't want to leave, you can stay here forever." Baijiu gently rubbed the medicine on the wound, and after every bit, he stopped and breathed on the wound.

Being treated so carefully like a treasure, Ling Shuang's heart was moved, and she asked with a smile: "In what capacity do you want to stay?" He opened his eyes and looked at Baijiu, and said jokingly but also seriously: "Baijiu, I will marry you How are you?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little cuties for their support and irrigation, okay~