master, i like her

The spring breeze picked up, peach blossoms were flying, Bai Xijing walked to the courtyard, looked at the peach blossom petals all over the sky, and stopped.

The half-withered peach blossom in her hand was blown away by the wind at some point, and danced with the wind. Bai Xijing stared intently for a moment, thinking that Bai Meng had disappeared, she retracted her spirit and left the courtyard with the peach branch.

"Master, where are you going?" A soft and respectful voice sounded from behind Bai Xijing.

Bai Xijing's heart shrank in an instant, and she calmed down again in an instant. Turning around, she looked at Bai Meng indifferently with her cold and waveless eyes, and asked without answering, "Why didn't you teach the liquor lesson today?" Seeing the direction Bai Meng was coming from, she It should be to the purple bamboo forest in the east.

Zizhu Linhai, secluded and quiet, the breeze is blowing, and the scent of bamboo leaves is fragrant, it is a good place to practice swords.

Bai Meng's eyes moved to Bai Xijing's hand, and stayed on the peach branch for a moment, the corners of her lips slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile, raised her eyes to look into Bai Xijing's eyes, and replied: "Master , I taught her for a day yesterday, and I remembered that she is the apprentice of the uncle, why did you let me teach?" One step, one step, approaching Bai Xijing.

"You're her senior sister." Bai Xijing subconsciously took half a step back and distanced herself from Bai Meng. For some reason, she felt that there was a terrifying aura surrounding Bai Meng at this moment.

This inadvertent little action hurt Bai Meng's heart.

Master hates my approach?Bai Meng took a half step forward with a tentative heart, this time, Bai Xijing did not retreat, but the coldness in her eyes was even worse, and she even frowned.

"It's just a senior sister. It's what her master should do." Recalling the scene of teaching Baijiu martial arts yesterday, Bai Meng recalled those days when her master taught her martial arts when she was young.

The master is strict but also gentle, demanding perfection and precision in every move, but after practicing martial arts, he will gently knead her sore arms and shoulders, and tell her which part to use for strength and which part to protect when moving. parts.

Thinking of this, Bai Meng blurted out: "Master, you haven't taught me martial arts for a long time." There was a hint of resentment in his tone.

Hearing this familiar tone, Bai Xijing's heart moved slightly, like a stone dropped into a calm, waveless and clear lake, causing ripples.

After Bai Meng was 16 years old, she seldom acted like a baby to her. That cute, obedient and clingy little apprentice is now only obedient.

Gathering his mind, he said coldly: "I have taught you all the moves and minds, and I have nothing more to teach you as a teacher." After speaking indifferently, he turned around, raised his hand and threw the peach branch indifferently, and told Bai Meng with his back : "Teach baijiu martial arts well." Walking slowly, he gradually disappeared from Bai Meng's vision.

Bai Meng looked at Bai Xijing's back, tightened the sword in her hand, and when her master was no longer seen, she turned her head to look at the peach branch lying on the ground, walked over, squatted down and picked it up.

This is the peach branch that I picked off yesterday and was held by the master for a long time today.

Bai Meng put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed, there was a faint fragrance of peach blossoms, as well as the fresh and delicate fragrance of Master's body.

She wants to treasure this peach branch carefully.

Bai Xijing's hands were hidden under the wide sleeves, her fingertips sank into the flesh, and deep marks were carved out, recalling Bai Meng's actions just now, her heart skipped a beat.

She couldn't tell what it felt like, it was like being afraid or throbbing, but the idea of ​​fleeing was very clear, she didn't want to be alone with Bai Meng.

That cute and cute little apprentice, after looking at her today, I realized that there is a seductive charm in her every frown and smile, why did I ignore it in the past?

"Palace Master, be careful!"

Bai Xijing was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice that she had walked into the dining room, and she came back to her senses after being reminded, but she raised her eyes but it was too late to dodge, and bumped into the disciple carrying water.

The water spilled all over the floor, and even wet Bai Xijing's plain blue skirt.

"Palace Master, you... are wet..." Mo Yixian panicked, quickly took out a silk handkerchief and squatted down to wipe it carefully for Bai Xijing.

Bai Xijing bent down and held Mo Yixian's arm to help her up and said: "Don't panic, I'll do it myself." He took the silk handkerchief in her hand and wiped it, "This handkerchief..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Yixian stretched out his hand to take it back, his cheeks were slightly hot, and said, "I wash it myself."

Bai Xijing nodded, glanced sideways, saw the dining room beside her, was slightly startled, turned around and walked towards the front hall in a different direction.

This scene fell into the eyes of Bai Meng who was chasing up. Bai Meng gritted her teeth and looked at Mo Yixian coldly. When she thought of the master just touching Mo Yixian's arms and talking to her so tenderly, the jealousy and Possessive desire emerges irresistibly.

How could Master be so close to others!

When he saw Mo Yixian's next move, Bai Meng felt that he was going crazy.

Mo Yixian picked up the silk handkerchief just now, closed his eyes and put it on the side of his face, rubbing it lightly, with a look of intoxication and obsession.

How dare you covet her master!

Bai Meng clenched her long sword tightly, and walked towards her aggressively. Just as she walked up to Mo Yixian, Mo Yixian opened his eyes, and saw that the person in front of him was Bai Meng, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly clasped his fists at her. Bai Meng saluted: "Elder Sister."

Bai Meng is the earliest disciple of this generation, and also the only apprentice of the Palace Master, and these disciples are only the disciples of the Palace Master's senior sisters, some of them even just entered Wufeng Palace, and have not formally learned from their masters. The houses do some chores.

The three words "big sister" brought back Bai Meng's rationality, Bai Meng looked at Mo Yixian coldly, and asked coldly, "Did you see my master?"

"The palace lord has gone towards the front hall." Sensing the indifference of the elder sister, Mo Yixian subconsciously bowed his head in a surrender.

Bai Meng's eyes swept over Mo Yixian, and finally stopped on the tightly squeezed handkerchief, his slightly cold eyes burst into anger, as if he wanted to burn the square silk handkerchief, he clenched his fist with his right hand, with a stern expression. Warning: "Put away your unreasonable thoughts, remember, she is my master, and even the master of this Wufeng Palace." Turn around and leave.

Mo Yixian's little heart trembled again and again. The elder sister's words clearly saw what happened before, and she deliberately asked her about the whereabouts of her master, just to remind her to always remember that the woman who was born like a banished fairy is The lofty palace master is not something that disciples like them can conjure up.

But, why is there something wrong with the reaction of the elder sister?Even if it's her master, you don't have to speak like this is my woman, right?

Bai Meng went to the front hall with a cold face, stepped into the main hall, saw Bai Xijing sitting upright on the couch, seriously looking at the account books that he hadn't read a few days ago, and suddenly forgot what happened before, the corner of his mouth raised , and shouted with a smile: "Master."

Master looks so serious.

Hearing the sound, Bai Xijing raised her eyes to look at Bai Meng, nodded lightly, indicating that she heard it, then lowered her head to continue reading.

Her thoughts flew to Bai Meng as early as the moment Bai Meng appeared at the entrance of the hall, and as Bai Meng approached step by step, she didn't have the slightest thought to check the accounts.

In the quiet hall, there were only two faint breathing sounds that almost overlapped. Bai Meng stood obediently beside Bai Xijing. Seeing that the ink in the inkstone was almost dry, she casually leaned the sword against the table, picked up the small pot and poured it out. A little water, leaning over to grind the ink.

The ink strip carved with flying dragon and dancing phoenix slowly and rhythmically circled on the water ripple inkstone, Bai Xijing's eyes kept falling on Bai Xijing's face, fair and rosy skin, tight and clear outline , whether it's the skin or the browbones, Master is the most beautiful woman in the world. She has seen her thousands of times, and she still has a fatal attraction to me.

After grinding the ink and putting down the ink stick, Bai Meng glanced at the account book, and found that the master had been looking at this page from the time she entered the hall until now, without turning it over.

Thinking back to Master's abnormality in the past two days, a thought popped up in my heart, hesitated for a while, and asked with a tentative heart: "Master, is there something wrong with this page of accounts?"

Bai Xijing's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words, she frowned slightly, and said, "Well, there's something wrong." Picking up a brush, he pretended to write a few numbers on the white paper.

"Do you want me to help Master take a look?"

Bai Meng approached Bai Xijing with a kind face, stretched out her finger, and slowly swipe across the account book, "Is there something wrong with these accounts?"

The bony fingers are slender and slender, the nails are neatly trimmed and smooth, the slightly curved thumb rests on the side of the index finger, and the fingertips fall on the ink writing, which complements the white and flawless skin.

Bai Xijing stared dazedly, her eyes were focused on Bai Meng's fingers, as for Bai Meng's words, they were forgotten in an instant like a breeze.

"Master?" Bai Meng called out in a low voice, and looked sideways at Bai Xijing. At this moment, Bai Xijing was half-circled in her arms, and her breath was filled with the smell of Bai Xijing.

The clothes Master is wearing today are infused with the aroma of agarwood.

At this moment, the respectful title in the past was filled with tenderness and ambiguity, Bai Xijing's breathing was stagnant, she came back to her senses, and deliberately moved to the side, distanced herself from Bai Meng, and said: "Let me see for myself, You can't understand these accounts." He never dared to make eye contact with Bai Meng.

Bai Meng raised her eyebrows, leaned close to Bai Xijing's ear, and breathed like blue: "Master, you and I were close in the past, but these two days you have been resisting my disciple's approach. How did this disciple annoy Master?"

This question reminded Bai Xijing of that kiss that she deliberately forgot.

Bai Meng caught the shyness flashing in Bai Xijing's eyes, and the answer was self-evident.

Master really knew that he had kissed her secretly.

Heart pounding like a deer, thumping wildly, Bai Meng didn't know what to do next, should he pretend not to know that Master already knew, or... just point it out?

Master didn't expose me, did he also fall in love with me?Or, Master pretended not to know it just out of face...

Bai Meng was confused and had various guesses in her heart, but Bai Xijing regained her composure in a breath, and turned her head to look at Bai Meng with cold eyes, "Didn't I ask you to teach Baijiu martial arts these two days? As for intimacy, you and my teacher Isn’t the distance between disciples always like this?”

Bai Xijing's heart was broken, and she directly denied the closeness between the master and the apprentice in the past.

Bai Meng's heart was like falling into an ice cellar and instantly cooled. Master hated himself, and kept silent just to make them not feel awkward when getting along.

Seeing Bai Meng's pale face, Bai Xijing couldn't bear it, but when she thought of Bai Meng's misbehavior towards her, she could only harden her heart and say cruelly: "You step back, I need a quiet environment to settle these accounts." She looked away. Go back to the ledger and don't look at Bai Meng again.

The master's attitude couldn't be more clear, she was tired of herself and didn't want to see that she didn't want to let herself stay by her side...

Thinking about the master's gentle words to other disciples half a quarter of an hour ago, Bai Meng's heart was full of soreness, and she retreated angrily and cupped her hands and said, "Your retreat now."

Picking up the sword, she turned around and was about to leave, remembering the scene where her master came out of her bedroom in a panic, then turned around and looked at Bai Xijing, "Master, why did you go to my courtyard before?" Seeing Bai Xijing holding the pen With white knuckles, he paused and asked, "Did you... think I left?"