I am deeply in love with my old enemy? [Transmigration Book]

It is said that people with a hangover will not remember what happened when they were drunk. Tan Qing slept for a whole day and night upside down. I can clearly remember the colors of the shadows cast on the flowers.

He held his forehead, looking at the red line on the jade bottle that had scratched his fingers, he was completely confused.

He leaned against the head of the bed and thought about what happened that night again, as if he wanted to find out a few things that he thought he did wisely and mightily, which could resist the stupid things that day, or just a few words Can.

not at all.

He let out a long sigh, almost out of breath, but still wanted to sigh. He leaned against the bedpost, with four words written all over his face, "There is nothing to love in life." He would rather his head was in a daze.

After a while, he seemed to have finally come out of the shameful shame. He lifted the curtain and looked around, but there was no one there, and it was not like the imagined Suzhen standing beside the bed and saying to himself with a smile on his face. One voice: "Hello Senior Brother Tan Qing!"

Such infiltration happened, which allowed his feet to finally land firmly on the ground.

Su Zhen didn't wait by his bedside, he went to the Dao Discussion stage early in the morning, collected some sword tassels, and then took root under the competition stage like a tree, only waiting for Ling Yu to come on stage.

Ling Yu beat it for a long time, her magic weapon was a round fan, and every silk thread in the round fan flew out like an embroidery needle, hitting the opponent's body to the brim.

She walked down the stage, but didn't notice "that pine and cypress" standing under the stage until she walked for a while, and felt that someone was closely following behind her, and then she confirmed the town she was not familiar with. , was following her, she tilted her head: "Why are you following me?"

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth with the fan: "You won't fall in love with me just because I said something nice to you yesterday, will you?"

"Let me tell you that I like senior brother Tan Qing!"

"Although I know that I am popular and attractive, but my little brother and sister don't feel against you."

"you are too young."

Su Zhen swears that from now on, the word he hates the most is the word "little"!He said indifferently: "Senior sister, you misunderstood, I just want to learn from you."

"You should learn from me." Ling Yu nodded, put on a pose of a senior sister, walked around Suzhen, and looked at his bones pretendingly, although she couldn't tell Why is it so: "Don't look at your golden core stage, let me tell you, you know that your foundation is not stable, it is harmful for you to break through too fast, master tell me..."

She waited to say more, but was interrupted by Su Zhen: "Sister, I don't want to learn this from you."

"Then what are you going to learn from me?" Ling Yu frowned and looked at him, wondering if this person had a grudge to play with me?

However, his performance that day was so good that he ruthlessly wiped out Huan Fang's prestige, and made her feel a little fascinated by the person in front of him, but he also seriously gave him a chance: "Say it , if you don’t make it clear, how can I think about whether I want to teach you?”

Su suppressed his throat: "Sister, I want to learn how to make clothes from you."

"What's the matter?" Ling Yu jumped back, the fan in her hand didn't just cover her mouth, it directly covered her face.The whole person hid behind the round fan and muttered to himself: "It's bad, it's bad, I knew I was loved by everyone, it's over, this guy obviously fell in love with me and wanted to get close to me."

"Otherwise, how could any boy learn to make clothes?"

"Oh, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have smiled at him." She slapped her lips lightly with the round fan: "Ling Yu, Ling Yu, don't you know how lethal your smile is? It's a rotten peach blossom."

The voice of her muttering to herself was not lowered, but Su Zhen heard it clearly. He frowned, as if he was a little impatient, but he really didn't know anything about sewing, so he couldn't let his senior brother wear it badly. He thought about the clothes, Qiu Mingzhu did not look good, but the clothes made by Ling Yu seemed to be praised by the senior brother, so he came to "don't be ashamed to ask".

"Senior Sister." He said very honestly: "I don't have anything wrong with you, and I don't like you either. I just want to learn sewing from you."

"Then why are you a big man learning to sew?" Ling Yu still couldn't believe it.

"Wear it for Senior Brother Tan Qing." He said righteous words.

"What the hell?" Ling Yu suddenly realized that her view of Su Zhen was a bit too one-sided. After talking with him, she felt that there was a joke in this indifferent face: "You also want to make clothes for Senior Brother Tan Qing. ?”

"Okay." She agreed straight away: "Anyway, I don't like Qiu Mingzhu, that little girl. I'll teach you how to make clothes. Then you can make clothes so that senior brother Tan Qing can't wear clothes made by others." clothing."

She quietly approached Su Zhen, wanting to poke him on the shoulder, but Su Zhen avoided him, but it didn't prevent her from smiling wretchedly: "At that time, you can help me watch over Senior Brother Tan Qing and let him The clothes made by any little girl can't fit on his body!"

Su Zhen was noncommittal.

She just took it as Su Zhen's acquiescence, and walked around Su Zhen, looking at his fingers professionally: "Although it's a man's hand, it's thicker, but it's still slender."

"I recognized you as a little apprentice."

She took Su Zhen back to her own island. Her island was not as good as Tan Qing's monopolizing the island, but it was only lived by three or four teachers and sisters.

As she spoke, she led Suzhen forward: "Let me tell you, apart from sewing techniques and the ability to use formations freely, the most important thing in making clothes is aesthetics..."

"Crimson cannot be matched with dark green, brown cannot be matched with khaki, moon white cannot be matched with... It seems that moon white can be matched with anything." She was teaching Su Zhen the experience, and suddenly felt that no matter how she said it, she could not match her hands. After doing the last job, he pointed to the dyed fabric not far away and asked, "Let's talk about Senior Brother Tan Qing. If you were to make clothes for Senior Brother Tan Qing, which one would you choose?"

Su Zhen raised his eyes and looked over, and suddenly saw a bright purple that looked like a ruined crimson in a burst of light white, floating in it, like that night when Senior Brother Tan Qing was leaning against the door at night. The color, the finger firmly pointed to that color: "That piece."

Even though it doesn't look right at first glance, he likes it very much.He is willing to do it slowly, slowly smudge, so that the two colors fit together.

"What?" Ling Yu was surprised: "You said that purple?"

"Brother, it was dyed wrong." After confirming Ling Yu's face, "You must want to piss me off so that I can inherit my fabric."

"Don't you know that male students' uniforms can only be white?" She waved her big hand, including other colors except that piece of fabric: "I asked you to choose among so many light white colors."

"Crimson purple, thank you for thinking it out, senior brother Tan Qing is not a member of the Demon Cult, why did he wear that color."

"Forget it, forget it." Ling Yu's childish face was unteachable: "Teach you, I have to teach you from the beginning, you should learn embroidery for me first."

"When the time comes when you have learned embroidery, you can use your spiritual power to embroider several formations so that senior brother can wear it more comfortably."

"As for the color." She didn't count on Su Zhen: "I'll choose for you then." Ling Yu was a master for the first time, but that little master was very serious. Dot the forehead to draw patterns, and also embroidered several stitches for Su Zhen for him to learn how to embroider, but Su Zhen also learned it seriously.

She taught for a while before raising her head: "This meeting is Dabi, are you busy?"

"I'm busy." Su Zhen looked up at her and said seriously, "I won't let Senior Brother Tan Qing down."

However, Ling Yu felt that he was talking big, and was afraid that her "non-professional" teaching would cause Su Zhen to lose the competition, and she would not be reprimanded by Senior Brother Tan Qing.

He quickly demonstrated several sealing methods, and gave him an embroidery shed, sending him out like a Buddha: "You just learn these kinds first, and I will teach you later after the competition, okay? "

So, when Tan Qing saw Su Zhen again, Su Zhen's left hand was clasped obediently by his side, while the fingers of his right hand that were supposed to be clasped on the hilt of the sword were curled up in the sleeve, not knowing what to do.

"what are you doing"

Su Zhen stretched out his right hand, and saw a piece of pure white cloth stretched on his index finger and little finger, but a needle smaller than a hair was pinched between his thumb and middle finger.

When I took it out, the cloth was neatly sealed and sealed, and half of the green bamboo embroidered on it could be seen.

"This...what is this?" Tan Qing almost thought that his eyes were blurred, so he let out a sigh of relief and looked at it intently, still a little uncertain: "Are you... embroidery?"

"Yes." What Su Zhen admitted was a righteous statement.

For a moment, Tan Qing thought that he was wearing the wrong book, and he was wearing "Swordsman".

"You... this..." He lingered for a long time but couldn't find a suitable word, and wanted to scold him, saying that he was crooked.He took a long breath, thinking that when he was drunk, he said he should treat him better.

He frowned, thinking that he should treat him better.

"Don't delay Dabi because of this."

"No." Suzhen agreed with bright eyes: "Practice, meditate and figure out the exercises, Suzhen will work harder than before!"

As soon as he turned his head, he thought about it again: It seems that the book didn't say that Su Zhen was good at it. What went wrong?