my dear master

An Jie blushed and nestled in Ji Yanqing's arms, and grabbed Ji Yanqing's hand that was about to untie her clothes, "It's all minor injuries, I can do it myself." Ji Yanqing looked at An Jie's red ears and smiled, "I'm shy Is it okay for me to care about my apprentices?" An Jie heard Ji Yanqing's words, and quickly said, "No, no, I'm not shy." Ji Yanqing pinched An Jie's red ears, "Well, this is medicine , paint it yourself."

An Jie stood up and responded, watching Ji Yanqing take out a book next to her, holding back for a long time, Ji Yanqing felt hairy after reading it.

"Just say what you have to say." Ji Yanqing looked at An Jie's timid look.

"You, are you also so kind to Mu Jing and Mu Jing?" An Jie lowered her head and said in a low voice, afraid that Ji Yanqing would hear it or not.Ji Yanqing looked at An Jie, stood up, stroked An Jie's head, leaned slightly to touch An Jie's ear, the hot breath made An Jie alert. "No, you are the special one."

"Why?" An Jie raised her head to meet Ji Yanqing's eyes.

Ji Yanqing straightened up, put down the hand that was touching An Jie's head, picked up the book he had just found, and handed it to An Jie, "There is no reason, don't ask too many questions, this is the canon rule and you will be punished when you go back." After finishing speaking, he walked out of the study room, leaving A back view for An Jie.An Jie looked at Ji Yanqing's back, feeling warm in her heart, but she didn't know why Ji Yanqing preferred her.

For the next week or so, An Jie faced the wall in the Discipline Pavilion, copied the canon, and didn't go to study. This was exactly what she wanted. She didn't have to see the old man Master, and she didn't have to watch others use spells in embarrassment.An Jie has never written with a brush before, and she drew ghost characters on the paper. When she couldn't do it, she held the brush in the same way as a pen, which was much easier to write. But looking at this thick book of teaching rules, An Jie wanted to die. There is.In Discipline Pavilion, An Jie thought a lot about why Ji Yanqing was so kind to her.An Jie has lived for at least twenty years. Although she is only a teenager now, her mind is still in her twenties.Last time, Ji Yanqing's actions made Anjie's nose bleed, and she hasn't seen Ji Yanqing these days, so she doesn't know what she is doing.After a few days of hard work, I finally finished copying the canon and left the Precept Pavilion.

An Jie looked at the sunshine and fresh air outside the house, stretched her waist a few times, twisted her neck, and walked towards Jianling Palace, wondering how to fly there, when she saw Mu Jing and Mu Jing coming to pick her up .Arriving at Ji Yanqing's study room, An Jie knocked on the door and walked in, looking at Ji Yanqing's still beautiful face, she smiled brightly at Ji Yanqing.Ji Yanqing saw An Jie smiling at him and responded.

"Master, this is the canon that I copied." An Jie knelt in front of the desk, and handed over the paper with both hands.Ji Yanqing took a look, and his pretty eyebrows frowned. "You can't write? It's so ugly." Ji Yanqing put the paper on the table.An Jie guessed that Ji Yanqing would say this, so she made up a set of excuses, "I rarely use brushes to write in my hometown, but I just use another kind of pen to write."

After hearing this, Ji Yanqing looked at An Jie, "Is your injury healed?"

"All right"

"Okay, go back and have a rest first, and come to me tonight."

After An Jie stepped back, Ji Yanqing sat on the cushion and thought, Ji Yanqing actually searched for An Jie's life experience during An Jie's departure, and also went to the place where the two met for the first time, but nothing was gained. .It was strange in itself that there was no place An Jie mentioned, and it was even more strange when it was added that An Jie was immune to spells.Where did she come from and who is she?Ji Yanqing walked out of the door to the edge of the cliff, jumped down, entered a cave, opened the door of the secret room, inside was an ordinary room, Ji Yanqing looked at a painting on the wall, a woman in the painting looked at the There is only one figure from the back.

at night

An Jie went to the study to find Ji Yanqing, Ji Yanqing sat at the desk and waved to An Jie, An Jie walked over and sat in front of Ji Yanqing.

"From today onwards, you have to add lessons. Get up early and ask Mu Chen to teach you the canon rules, and then follow them to study together. In the evening, you will learn some swordsmanship from me. Since you don't know magic, then learn other things to make up for yourself. It’s also good to protect yourself. And you have to practice calligraphy and calligraphy, starting today.”

An Jie almost fainted after hearing Ji Yanqing's words, she is famous for being unable to wake up from sleep, this is to let herself die.But it was not easy to shirk, so he agreed.Ji Yanqing beckoned An Jie to sit by his side, then took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and taught An Jie hand in hand.An Jie was in Ji Yanqing's arms, smelling the fragrance of Ji Yanqing's body. She didn't know what kind of flower fragrance it was, but it was very fragrant and made her intoxicated.Seeing Ji Yanqing's slender fingers wrapping her little hand in front of her and writing stroke by stroke on the paper, An Jie almost cried out in happiness.

After practicing calligraphy, Ji Yanqing called out to An Jie and threw a branch to An Jie in the woods behind. A red-crowned crane was flying, and at some point, An Jie's eyes shed tears, she stood quietly on the ground, until Ji Yanqing called her, she didn't realize it, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, An Jie walked over to follow Ji Yanqing's movements dancing.

In the morning, An Jie was about to fall asleep listening to the teaching rules in Mu Chun's mouth. During Master Xi's class, An Jie lay down on the desk and fell asleep. Yes, stand aside and watch others cast spells.

After a few days like this, An Jie's grades in the lessons were always the last one, and the angry teacher went straight to complain to Ji Yanqing, but at night when he was practicing calligraphy and sword dancing with Ji Yanqing, he was seriously anxious.Ji Yanqing also condoned An Jie's behavior during the day.

One night when Ji Yanqing and An Jie practiced swordsmanship, Ji Yanqing told An Jie, "You have almost mastered the swordsmanship. Tomorrow, you can go to Master Rong Jin to learn martial arts. He has always liked medicine and martial arts. You will definitely get along with him for a while." There is something to learn." An Jie thought for a while and agreed, it was almost winter, and Beishen Mountain was starting to get cold, and she remembered that her birthday seemed to be approaching.

An Jie walked up to Ji Yanqing and pulled her sleeve, "Master, when is your birthday?"

Ji Yanqing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "I don't have a birthday, so I don't remember it." It seems that when I was a child, only my senior sister would remember my birthday and Gu Changning's birthday, and would give me small gifts to coax me and Gu Changning to be happy. But since she left, she no longer passed by, and after a long time, she also forgot.An Jie lowered her head and pondered for a while, then looked up at Ji Yanqing, "Then let me give you one, do you want it?"

After hearing An Jie's words, Ji Yanqing lowered his head and scratched An Jie's nose, and said with a smile, "I can give you a gift for my birthday."

"Of course." An Jie smiled happily, seeming to enjoy Ji Yanqing's actions, "everyone will come one day, that day is his birthday, it is a gift for his parents, and in this world, I came here to meet You are my greatest gift, so I want to give you a birthday."

"Okay." Ji Yanqing was very happy after hearing An Jie's words. No one had ever said that her arrival was something worth celebrating. Even her parents abandoned herself in Beishen Mountain after she was born.

"Midwinter Nineteenth" was An Jie's own previous birthday, and she gave it to Ji Yanqing to tell her that you are my greatest gift.

Ji Yanqing muttered "Midwinter Nineteen, Midwinter Nineteen" and "Why Midwinter Nineteen?" Ji Yanqing smelled An Jie puzzledly, but was very happy inside.

"Secret, I won't tell you." An Jie made a face at Ji Yanqing, and then ran away.Ji Yanqing looked at An Jie's back, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.