The beautiful teacher who was raised by mad apprentices

When dawn broke, Mr. Qiu put away the book in his hand and took off all the clothes on his body.

His clothes and Ye Yu's clothes were scattered on the ground, and his shoes were also in a mess.

Just like that, she lay shirtless next to Ye Yu and fell asleep.

Ji Huanan glanced at the crowd while having breakfast, and found that Mr. Qiu and Ye Yu were not there.

Looking at the situation, it is estimated that this matter has been done, otherwise it is already at this point that I have not woken up yet.

Su Bing, the second senior brother in Qingyun Palace, saw that Ye Yu hadn't come down, and had already looked at the stairs several times in the morning, feeling restless.

When Su Bing ate a meal, he really took a bite and looked at him three times, "Senior Brother, why hasn't Junior Sister come down yet..."

The first sentence was a temptation, and he uttered the second sentence after seeing his brother ignored him for a long time.

"Why don't we go up and ask our junior sister to come down and eat together..." He said and put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

The senior brother didn't raise his eyes and glanced at him, "Shout a few times at the door"...

"okay……"

Su Bing went straight to the second floor, but the person on the bed in the room hadn't woken up yet.

A knock on the door caused Ye Yu on the bed to feel a little upset. Her head hurt a little, and she didn't wake up.

The reckless people outside were knocking and shouting, Ye Yu originally planned to throw the pillow out, so that the people outside would stop knocking.

But after pulling the pillow for a long time, she didn't move it. She frowned impatiently and opened her eyes to see that Mr. Qiu was lying beside her naked.

"Ah—" Accompanied by a burst of screams, Mr. Qiu was kicked off the bed.

Su Bing, who was outside, heard the sound and pushed the door open. He saw a mess of clothes on the ground, a naked Mr. Qiu and his junior sister on the bed.

Su Bing couldn't believe what he saw. The brothers downstairs put down their bowls and chopsticks when they heard the screams, and stared at the movement upstairs.

Both Ji Huan'an and Shen Zhiyu were watching the upstairs quietly.

"What are you looking at, get out!" Ye Yu growled at the two of them.

Mr. Qiu was sitting on the ground, and Su Bing directly raised Mr. Qiu out of the room.

The railing upstairs was smashed by Mr. Qiu, and he was thrown so far that he fell directly from the upstairs defenseless.

Su Bing jumped directly downstairs, ready to grab Mr. Qiu and beat him up, but was stopped by Ji Huan'an's fan.

Ji Huanan flew over to catch the fan, and protected Young Master Qiu behind him.

"Get out of the way." Su Bing was already extremely angry at this time, and the veins in his hands were throbbing violently.

"Since my elder is here today, you can't let you grow up our Lingyun Pavilion's juniors for no reason..." Ji Huanan stretched out his hand to protect Young Master Qiu behind his back.

"He did that to my junior sister, so what if I beat him up today..."

The voice was not too loud, just enough that everyone in the lobby heard it, and Ye Yu happened to come out of the room, and the clothes hadn't been tidied up yet.

Su Bing looked at Mr. Qiu's appearance and wanted to eat him, not to mention Ye Yu's other senior brothers.

After hearing this, Ji Huan'an directly slapped Mr. Qiu to the door, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, showing his position.

But Su Bing still relentlessly jumped forward and grabbed Mr. Qiu's clothes.

"Our Lingyun Pavilion will definitely give you an explanation for this matter..."

Su Bing heard the words but did not let Mr. Qiu go.

"stop……"

Su Bing almost landed with one punch, but fortunately Ye Yu shouted in time.

"Listen to the elder of Lingyun Pavilion..." As soon as Ye Yu said this, Su Bing and others looked at her in disbelief.

But she went back to the room without saying a word, Su Bing had no choice but to let Mr. Qiu go.

Ji Huan'an took Mr. Qiu back to his room without even eating.

Shen Zhiyu followed, but was ruthlessly locked out of the door.He had to lean against the wall and wait quietly for the door to open.

It's just a door, and it can't stop anything. He can hear what he should hear and what he shouldn't.

"This is your plan?" Looking at the young man in front of him who had no previous charm, Ji Huan'an began to doubt his decision.

"You promised to help me before..." Mr. Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

Ji Huanan found a handkerchief and handed it to him, "Indeed, what do you want me to do for you..."

Mr. Qiu took out a purse, a land deed, a letter and an inner alchemy from Jiezi's space.

He put these three things on the table and pushed them in front of Ji Huanan.

Ji Huan'an just glanced at it indifferently, and the envelope was written with Furong's own seal.

"Please give these things to Furong. I didn't give her the happiness she wanted. I hope she can meet her lover again in the future." Mr. Qiu called out his sword.

The bright sword body was shining coldly, showing his appearance, and he rested the sword on his neck.

"In this way, there will be an explanation. Use my death to calm things down. I have also written to Master, so you don't have to worry too much..."

A cold light flashed into Ji Huan'an's eyes, the sword fell to the ground first, and then Mr. Qiu fell down.

The hibiscus flowers outside the window were in full bloom, reflecting in the eyes of Mr. Qiu.

The blood gushing from his neck splashed onto the tablecloth, and Ji Huanan just watched Qiu Gongzi fall down.

Ji Huan'an has lived here for so many years, has seen others kill people, and was almost killed by others.But he also doubts himself as he watches life go by.

The hibiscus flower fell to Mr. Qiu's hand, and Mr. Qiu used his last strength to protect it in his arms, and softly called "Furong"...

Just like that, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, a tear rolled down his face.left this world forever.

In fact, Mr. Qiu came from a certain small town.

His parents were ordinary mortals, and his name was Mr. Qiu before he went to Lingyun Pavilion.

He missed the past, so he used this name all the time in the mortal world.

Mr. Qiu did not come from an ancient big family as others said.

Ji Huan'an wrote a letter after collecting the things, and Qian Zhihe passed the letter to the head of Lingyun Pavilion.

The follow-up to clean up the mess is left to the head, he still has work to do.

When the door opened, everyone looked at the room and Ji Huan'an with incredible eyes.

Shen Zhiyu saw the man lying on the ground in the house, and finally left with Ji Huan'an.

"Young Master Qiu has already apologized with death, and someone from Lingyun Pavilion will come to apologize later..."

Ye Yu obviously didn't believe it, and the others didn't expect it to be this troublesome.

Furong left Hualou after being redeemed by Mr. Qiu, and happened to meet her on the way to find her.

The three of them ordered a boat and sailed on the river.

The boatman was rowing outside, Ji Huanan took out the things and handed them to Furong.

"Someone has already killed for you, can you tell us the whereabouts of Bai Xiaosheng?"

"Bai Xiaosheng went to Dongguan City about half a month ago, you can try your luck. This is the route map I found at his house." It was a piece of parchment.

In the end, Ji Huan'an opened it and took a look, and left Furong City directly with Shen Zhiyu, not daring to delay for a moment.

Furong followed the title deed to find the house bought by Mr. Qiu, which is not a big family.

Qiangwei climbed out from the wall, opened the door and saw a green vine climbing frame on the other side of Qiangwei, and a deck chair was placed under the climbing frame.

The house is well lit, and there are two large tanks in the yard, in which red koi are raised.

There is a guqin in the room, which Furong had taken a fancy to a long time ago.She opened the box on the table, and there were several hairpins and a box of lip balm in the box.

Mr. Qiu bought that box of lip balm last time. At that time, he thought that this box of lip balm was very suitable for Furong's complexion, so he bought it.It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to see Furong painted.

Fu Rong sneered, and put the lipstick aside.Opened the envelope.

The letter reads: Hibiscus kisses.

By the time you read this letter, you will probably be free.I bought you a small house, and I was still hesitating whether to take the money to take you to the mountains and rivers, or to buy a house to settle down.

But now it seems that the latter is better, at least let you have a safe place in the future.Sorry, I left without giving you the future you want...

Mr. Qiu wrote that letter for three full pages. At the end of the writing, he didn't know what to say. He obviously had more to say but couldn't write.

He hoped that Furong would be happy in the future, and he hoped that Furong would not forget him, but he was afraid that Furong would not forget him.

He knew that Furong didn't want him anymore, but he didn't want Furong to suffer.

The letter paper cup Furong was held tightly in her hand, and the letter paper was crumpled.

She looked at the three pieces of paper repeatedly, hoping to find a few words about her being abandoned by Mr. Qiu, at least in this way she could still lie to herself.

But she didn't find it at all, and Mr. Qiu didn't abandon her at all.

Ji Huan'an rushed to Dongguan City day and night, but just outside the city, the crow landed on a branch and cried.

The gate of the city was even more empty. When I walked in, I saw that most of the people in the city were wearing coarse linen clothes and knelt on the ground burning paper money. The crows were screaming on the branches, and their black feathers fell down when they flew up.

The owner of a coffin shop saw Ji Huan'an, and dragged him into the shop, "Dear guest, take a look at this coffin. It's made of high-quality golden nanmu..."

The boss pulled Ji Huan'an over and walked over, not forgetting to knock on the coffin.

Ji Huanan felt that the place was a bit weird, and shook off the boss's hand and looked at the boss with disgust.

The boss introduced another coffin on his own, and Ji Huanan was about to leave with Shen Zhiyu.

The boss "stopped" as if he was a different person when he saw it...

His voice became extremely hoarse, neither male nor female.

Looking back, a huge floating shadow floated in mid-air.Wearing a red wedding dress, with disheveled hair and a golden hair crown.

Shen Zhiyu subconsciously protected Ji Huan'an behind him, but the evil spirit didn't prepare for them at all.

With a wave of his hand, both of them fell down.

In a daze, he saw that there seemed to be something covering his head.

The fog filled the air, and Ji Huanan couldn't find a way out.Walking in confusion in the fog, I suddenly heard a human voice.

"Shuo'er...Shuo'er..."

Slowly the fog dissipated, and a thatched hut emerged from the fog.

When a wrinkled old lady saw him, her worried expression turned into a happy expression.

The old lady stepped forward and patted Ji Huan'an's back. At first he felt a little uncomfortable, but then he didn't feel much.

The old lady led him back home, and a table was set up in the middle of the yard.

They sat down at the table, and the old lady handed him the bowl.Looking at the food on the table, Ji Huan'an felt that he had no appetite.

The mouth of the bowl was broken in several places, even the rice bowl.The chopsticks were already a little white from washing, and the dishes in the bowl looked like leftovers from several meals.

The old lady picked up a chopstick dish for him, "How much did Shuoer sell that basket of mushrooms today?"

Ji Huan'an was puzzled, basket?mushroom?Sell ​​money?

When did he ever do this kind of work.

Ji Huan'an touched his girdle as if he couldn't control it, and there were actually a few copper coins in it.

The old lady counted the copper coins and was overjoyed, "That's great Shuoer"...

Shuoer?I'm not Shuo'er!

I'm not Shuo'er, so who am I?

who I am……

Yes, I'm Shuo'er, I'm Shuo'er...

"Grandma, I'll go to the mountain to pick some more tomorrow, and then I can add something for the winter..." Ji Huan'an picked up the vegetables in the vegetable bowl, swallowed white rice and took two bites.

He was still very resistant to the taste of this dish. He felt that he had eaten someone's cooking before, and he felt that it was much more delicious than this.

Who did it and why he couldn't remember.

Who the hell... why can't I remember.

who is it?

It's...it's grandma...

I have only eaten the meals made by my grandma, and the meals made by my grandma are the most delicious in this world.

The white rice in the bowl had already bottomed out after just two mouthfuls.But Ji Huan wasn't full at all, but the family didn't have much food for him either.

After eating them, there will be no food for the winter, and it seems that he has to work harder.