Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

Then Jihe opened his eyes.

There was a faint light flickering in front of his eyes, and he felt his eyelids a little sore, so he blinked vigorously, and the glaring white light flooded in, he waited for a while before slowly opening his eyes again.

The room was dark, and it was hard to tell when it was, the doors and windows were closed, and only a single lamp was burning nearby.

He turned his head with difficulty, and saw that there seemed to be a figure beside the table, who opened his mouth to speak, and the voice of the system in his head suddenly "crackled" like fireworks exploding.

"Level [-] warning! Players tamper with the plot without authorization, causing a chain reaction, and the subsequent plot will undergo major changes!"

"Only this time! The next time is not an example! Players must ensure the normal development of the plot, please complete it carefully."

"Original plot: Lord Dao Ling died to save Ye Qingyu. Shen Tang witnessed it with his own eyes, and his mood changed a lot. He accidentally opened the dusty door and came into contact with forbidden techniques. Ye Qingyu resigned from the position of immortal monarch and traveled all over the world. "

"Because the player was hit hard instead of Lord Dao Ling, the death of Lord Dao Ling changed, and the follow-up plot will become: Ji He was seriously injured and unconscious, and Lu Ming took care of him with his clothes untied. The affair between the two was finally discovered, and the whole family was full of love." shock."

Ji He listened silently, and was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his hands and feet became stiff immediately.

[System] said again: "The follow-up plot is yet to be released, please wait patiently. But please be sure to follow the system prompts, and you can no longer do whatever you want."

As soon as the voice fell, a virtual panel suddenly opened up in front of my eyes, which was an emotional progress that hadn't appeared for a long time.

The other party's favorability has reached the end, showing a big 100 in red, but the progress bar has plummeted to 44%

Ji He looked at the panel that was shining with blue light, and heard the cold wind howling outside, and the window sills "slapping", he fixed his gaze on the curtain at the head of the bed, and didn't move for a long time.

Then, the curtain swayed twice, and the long and slender hand lifted the curtain. The candlelight shone on his face, and he avoided his eyes reflexively.

A figure bent down, with a very familiar voice, surprised and gentle: "Are you awake?"

Ji He opened his eyes, turned his head slowly, and looked at the face of the visitor: "...Master Ye."

When he opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse, like a broken gong missing a corner, as if he would cough up a mouthful of blood if he moved his throat a little.

Ye Qingyu hurriedly sat down beside the bed, and said in a warm voice, "Don't move yet." Stretching out her hand under the quilt, she took out Ji He's right hand, rested it on her wrist, and felt for his pulse, her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"It's still very weak," he said. "The qi and blood are blocked, and the spiritual power is also stagnant. Even if I wake up now, I can't go to the ground immediately. I should not be able to practice for a long time."

Jihe lay quietly without speaking.

Ye Qingyu looked at him for a while, then suddenly sighed: "At that time...why did you take that blow for him?"

Ji He rolled his eyes and felt that Ye Qingyu put his hand back under the quilt, his wrist touched the soft bed surface, and his chin was also tucked in by the quilt, Ye Qingyu said: "Dao Ling was trying to protect me He slapped Blood Shadow's palm, and you stood in front of him. Without you, he would definitely be injured, but after all, he has practiced for a hundred years, and his cultivation level is much higher than yours. You've been lying like this for so long."

Ji He was silent in his heart, thinking it was wrong, if I did not take this blow for Lord Daoling, then he would die, you have been separated for such a long time, and the moment you meet again you will say goodbye forever.

There are too many stories of accidents and mistakes in this world. Why is it always so difficult for two people who really love each other to be together?

Of course, it was impossible to say these words, Ji He didn't explain, just twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and asked: "Uncle, that blood shadow..."

Ye Qingyu said: "Don't worry, it has already been sealed. At that time, you vomited blood and fell down, and the suzerain caught you, and the whole person was not right. Dao Ling and I didn't care about the blood shadow after we realized it, so we sent you spiritual power directly. The blood shadow quickly made a comeback, the suzerain put you down, his face was terribly gloomy, and I didn't see how he shot, I just remember that the blood shadow was almost killed by a single blow."

Jihe: "..."

The room was dim, and the candlelight only illuminated a small area beside the bed. Ye Qingyu looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Jihe, are you serious with the suzerain..."

"It's true," Ji He said softly, half of his face was soft and half shadowy, but the expression in his eyes was dim, "...Didn't the uncle guess it a long time ago?"

"..."

Ye Qingyu frowned tightly, looked at him silently for a while, wanted to say something but swallowed it again, and finally said: "I guessed it, even if I didn't realize it before, after this incident, I should be able to see it now gone."

"..." Ji and his fingers curled up, pressing the sheet tightly under the quilt, "Uncle Master means..."

"You don't know yet," Ye Qingyu said in a rare low voice, with a little sigh and helplessness, "You have been asleep for more than half a month. During this time, the suzerain has taken care of you almost every step of the way. He never pretends to be serious about big or small things. Even if you deliberately avoid other disciples, sometimes you will come to your room if you want to discuss anything with him."

Ji and Ai Shou silently traced the pattern of embroidery on the quilt without saying a word.

Ye Qingyu sighed: "With such an obvious attitude, anyone can see what he thinks about you. Now everyone in the sect is talking about it, but they dare not say it clearly. There are so many gossips behind their backs."

"Then he... I mean, Master, he... will he..." Ji He couldn't help asking when he heard this, and after he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was too eager, and a pang rose in his throat. Fishy sweet, he swallowed the words silently, "I... I was impatient, I'm sorry, uncle."

"You should say I'm sorry, it shouldn't be me." Ye Qingyu looked at him tolerantly, with many complicated emotions flashing in her eyes, "It seems that you also have a deep-rooted love for the suzerain, and now if I say anything to warn you, I'm afraid I can't listen to it either. It's just...Jihe, have you ever thought that your master is the master of a sect, and his image of being pure and noble has been deeply ingrained over the years. Even if he goes astray for a while, all the disciples can't do anything to him. I don’t dare to say anything, but you are different.”

Ji He listened silently, lowered his eyelashes, the dim light of the candle flame flickered in his eyes, but it looked like it was full of shadows.

Ye Qingyu looked up at the solitary lamp, then he got up slowly, went to the window and opened the heavy curtains, and then pushed the window open again, the thick and beautiful sunlight poured in instantly, filling the whole room with bright and moving light , Ji He glanced at him sideways, his heart trembled for no reason.

Ye Qingyu moved the candles on the candlestick a little, sat down on the bed again, looked at Jihe and said meaningfully: "You are seriously injured and need to rest, no one will disturb you, when you are ready to go out, just go out I am afraid that the words behind your back will cause serious injuries, even if you are a direct disciple of the suzerain, but people always talk about this kind of thing with distaste, and there is no shortage of room for imagination."

"..."

Ji Heming knew that Ye Qingyu was waiting for his attitude, as long as he was willing to say a word and stop insisting, when Lu Ming could step down as suzerain after a hundred years, they could do whatever they wanted without anyone hindering them, but he was buried under the quilt , I remembered the dream I had before.

In the dream, the two of them did not have any secular moral restrictions, but there was still no result.

No matter which world you are in, no matter what background you are in, if one party doesn't insist on secret, obscure and inhumane emotions, then no matter how affectionate the other party is to the end, it will be futile.

No one can predict how many branches will arise in the middle.

He didn't answer right away, but changed the subject silently and asked: "Uncle Master, Mr. Daoling... Did you come back with you? Where is he now?"

"..." Ye Qingyu looked at him for a long time, there were still many inexplicable emotions in his eyes, and finally he just sighed, "You were injured to save him, so naturally he won't leave you behind."

Ji He said: "Then..."

Ye Qingyu interrupted him and said: "Dao Ling returned to the sect with us. Before you woke up, you came to ask about your situation, but you were called away by Xianjun Geng Ming. It seems that something happened to Shen Jing. Now Shen Tang also stayed there day and night." After a pause, he continued, "The three of them are finally reunited."

Jihe: "..."

He didn't know what kind of mood Uncle Ye said these words, but he knew that even if Shen Jing came to his senses, it would be impossible for him to continue his relationship with Lord Dao Ling. After wasting such a long time, there will be no more involvement.

I just don't know how they want to explain to Shen Tang.

Although he knew that these words were not very suitable for him, and his identity was wrong, but seeing Ye Qingyu's lonely look, he still couldn't help comforting him softly: "Master, don't worry."

"..." Ye Qingyu smiled slightly, "I have nothing to worry about."

"..." Ji He blushed, and said with a stiff neck, "It's just...you can rest assured anyway."

Ye Qingyu reached out and touched his head, and said earnestly like an elder: "Ji He, you may not like to hear what I say, but I sincerely hope that you will be well. Look at Dao Ling and I, too. ...We met each other when we were young, and we had a heart-to-heart relationship, and we had to go through some things later, so we had to separate, so we finally meet again now?"

Jihe didn't speak.

Ye Qingyu tucked the corner of the quilt for him again, fearing that he would be stuffy, so she exposed Ji He's chin and said, "If we insisted not to separate, maybe we would not meet again one day."

"Uncle Shi, you insisted on letting him go," Ji He said, "You didn't ask Mr. Daoling what he meant, you may have a better choice, and even though you met again now, what about the years in between? Do you really know how the other party survived?"

Ye Qingyu: "..."

He looked at the solitary lamp by the bed, half of his face was sunken in the shadow of the lamp, and he couldn't see the expression clearly. After a while, Ji He thought that his words had hurt him, and was about to apologize, but he suddenly said Laughing, raised a pale face, and said: "You are right, Ji He, I was actually persuaded by you. I am young and have a lot of thoughts."

Ji He also smiled at him, but he was a bit reluctant: "You all think I'm young, but I'm actually not young."

"Okay, okay." Ye Qingyu looked at a wayward child with a gentle voice, "I have to admit that your words really touched me a bit. I seem to have more important things to do now."

As he said that, he stood up, looked down at him and said, "You should cultivate well first, I'll go to see if the medicine is ready at the doctor's place, and tell the others that you're awake by the way, let the doctor come over to see if you still need it." No need to go into anything else—”

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of pushing the door outside the door, with a long and heavy "creak".

Luming's voice sounded at the door, sounding a bit tired: "Junior Brother Ye, Mr. Daoling asked you to find him in the guest room. I'll take care of him, you go first."