Master, he never speaks

Wen Yunsheng: "Why can't I look directly at Master with my eyes?"

Wen Yunsheng had never met Zhu Jixiu, nor had he had any contact with Zhu Jixiu, so he didn't know how terrifying Zhu Jixiu's possessiveness was.

Even Mu Ying will be jealous if she looks at Zhu Hanshuang for a second, let alone Wen Yunsheng who has too much admiration for Zhu Hanshuang?

Mu Ying: "Hey, so you are too young, don't worry about why, listen to your senior sister and me, there must be nothing wrong!"

Wen Yunsheng looked ignorant, he followed Mu Ying out of the backyard, and came to the front yard where he had just opened the door to come in, and saw Zhu Hanshuang sitting in the recliner at a glance.

The master is looking up at the moon, his black hair is scattered on his back like a waterfall, he is quiet and silent, his appearance seems to make the moonlight calm down, the moon has soaked into the pool , Dye a pool of spring water into a dreamy color.

Wen Yunsheng doesn't understand Zhu Hanshuang like this, but Mu Ying understands, she knows that her master must want to wish Jixiu, he loves his junior so much, after his disappearance, how could he not want to?

Mu Ying: "Yun Sheng, don't bother Master today, you follow me back to the residence, stay here first."

Hearing this, Wen Yunsheng nodded obediently, and the two saluted and said goodbye to Zhu Hanshuang one by one. Mu Ying gently closed the gate of the Jiange, leaving Zhu Hanshuang a room of silence.

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior sister, is Master wishing to wish Jixiu?"

After leaving the Jiange, Wen Yunsheng finally spoke. Although he was upright, he was not stupid. Just by looking at Zhu Hanshuang's appearance, he knew that the other party missed Zhu Jixiu.

Mu Ying: "Sure, you don't even know how much the master loves Zhu Jixiu, it's almost lawless to favor Zhu Jixiu, so the master just now must be sad."

Mu Ying sighed softly, the person who untied the bell had to tie it, Zhu Hanshuang became like this because of Zhu Jixiu, so if she wanted to make Zhu Hanshuang truly happy, the person who untied the bell must be Zhu Jixiu.

Mu Ying: "It's alright, alright, don't worry about it so much as a child, now follow me back to the residence, have a good sleep, heal your injuries, and then wake up tomorrow and think about other things."

Wen Yunsheng: "Okay, I will listen to my senior sister."

Wen Yunsheng is very obedient, which is why Mu Ying is willing to help him. After all, her two juniors, Shen Qianche, are too skinny, and Zhu Jixiu is too cold, they are not obedient at all!

The next day, Mu Ying thought about it, and finally chose to bring Wen Yunsheng to the Jiange. Whether he could become a disciple of the Jiange or not was up to Zhu Hanshuang, she had no way to help Zhu Hanshuang make a choice.

Mu Ying: "Then... Yunsheng, you can take care of the flowers and plants in the Jiange first, cough, cough, I have something to do, so I will go first."

After saying this, Mu Ying disappeared quickly, leaving Zhu Hanshuang and Wen Yunsheng a space to be alone. Mu Ying was still unwilling to let Wen Yunsheng become Jiange's junior junior, but it would be fine to be a nominal disciple!

After Mu Ying left, Wen Yunsheng and Zhu Hanshuang were the only ones left in the small courtyard. The young boy was like a shy little quail. He stood still and did not dare to move. His face was flushed, and he secretly looked at Zhu Hanshuang from time to time. Feel free to speak.

Zhu Hanshuang was unable to speak because of the restriction under the Lord God, and he didn't know what to say to Wen Yunsheng, and Wen Yunsheng looked as if he saw his idol, shy and excited, unable to speak.

The atmosphere in the small courtyard fell silent instantly, neither of them spoke first, Zhu Hanshuang picked up the cold tea on the small stone table, took a sip, and flipped through a page of the medical book in her hand.

Seeing that Zhu Hanshuang's tea was cold, Wen Yunsheng immediately walked over to Zhu Hanshuang, wanting to make Zhu Hanshuang a pot of hot tea again, and said:

Wen Yunsheng: "Master..."

He originally wanted to be called Shizun, but after thinking about it, he is not a disciple of Jiange now, and he is not worthy of being called Master Zhu Hanshuang, so he finally changed his words temporarily and said softly:

Wen Yunsheng: "Elder, your tea is cold, I'll make another pot for you."

Hearing this, Zhu Hanshuang's hand flicked through the medical book, but he didn't refuse, as if agreeing to Wen Yunsheng's request, he pushed the cold teacup with his fingertips, signaling for Wen Yun to make hot tea.

Wen Yunsheng: "Good!"

As a child of everyone, Wen Yunsheng has read and seen by ear since he was a child, and has drunk many famous teas and good teas, so his skill in making tea is first-rate, and the whole process is smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Wen Yunsheng: "Elder, I've been waiting for a long time, please have some tea."

After Wen Yunsheng made the tea, he poured the tea into the small teacup, and respectfully handed the teacup to Zhu Hanshuang, and then looked at Zhu Hanshuang with hope.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

Zhu Hanshuang picked up the teacup, took a sip, tasted slightly astringent at first, and the aftertaste was sweet, and the tea entered her throat. It was the best tea, but Zhu Hanshuang tightly held the teacup, her eyelids drooped, and her slender eyelashes blocked him. The look in his eyes.

Wen Yunsheng: "Elder, how are you doing?"

The tea is good tea, and Wen Yunsheng brewed it very well. There is nothing wrong with it, but... the taste is not right.

It tastes wrong when soaked with Zhu Jixiu.

Zhu Hanshuang is very picky about the taste of tea, not too strong, and it is difficult for him to control the thickness of the tea when he makes the tea himself, but Zhu Jixiu can.

He can always know what Zhu Hanshuang wants, so knowing Zhu Hanshuang's temper and taste, and even Zhu Hanshuang's eyes, he knows what his master is thinking.

Wen Yunsheng: "Elder, isn't it to your liking?"

Zhu Hanshuang came back to his senses, he looked down at a piece of tea, shook his head gently, and said:

Zhu Hanshuang: "Not bad."

No one can understand him better than Zhu Jixiu, and no one else can.

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At the end of the world, Fox God Valley.

Gu Baizhi looked at Zhu Jixiu who was lying on the bed and had been sleepless for three whole days, sighed, raised his hand to rub his hair helplessly, and said:

Gu Baizhi: "Zhu Jixiu, I told you a long time ago, telling you not to trust your master so much, and don't have too much hope for your master, you are Do not listen."

Gu Baizhi: "Look, are you okay now? He was so cruel, he just pushed you off the cliff."

The words "Master" deeply hurt Zhu Jixiu's nerves. He blinked his eyes, as if he had come to life, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Gu Baizhi: "Look at your appearance, you are out of your mind, you are secretly hurting yourself here, have you ever thought about your master, what is he doing now?"

Gu Baizhi sneered, looked at the ugly scar on Zhu Jixiu's heart, and said word by word:

Gu Baizhi: "He has taken in a new apprentice, his name is Wen Yunsheng."

It was obviously a few simple words, but it cost Zhu Jixiu's life.