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Chu Han moved his foot away: "You..."

Being held down again, Yue Lin said: "It's okay."

He was so obedient, inexplicably, that made Chu Hanjin feel an indescribable throbbing instinctively, and put his fingers on Yue Lin's shoulder.

Chu Han looked down at him now.

He is not hard-hearted. If someone treats him well, he also wants to treat that person well.

Yue Lin smiled and said: "You are inconvenient, call me anytime you feel uncomfortable, don't hold back. In the future, not only will you have edema, but you will also have back pain."

He wiped his feet with a dry cloth, put them on the bed, and went out to pour water: "I'll be right back."

For a moment, Chu Hanjin was a little puzzled, how could he be so close to him and go with the flow.

What is the magic power of Yuelin, and what is the difference?

Chu Han couldn't take his eyes off it now, and saw him come in to make the bed.

Walking around, Yue Lin seemed to have noticed how Chu Hanjin was looking at him all the time, and scratched his chin lightly with his fingertips, like teasing a cat: "What are you looking at?"

Chu Han was stunned for a moment, his eyes averted: "No..."

Yue Lin had already gone to bed and lifted the quilt: "Sleeping?"

Dragon and Phoenix beds, mandarin duck quilts, supporting supplies for couples.Chu Hanjin lay down on the bed slowly, but just as he lay down, Yue Lin found a pillow to support his legs: "It is convenient for the blood to flow back, and the swelling will disappear as soon as possible."

Chu Hanjin raised his eyebrows and nodded, pinching the corner of the quilt, somehow remembering when he was a child, in the cold winter, his mother gently hugged his feet in her arms.

When he was hugged into Yue Lin's arms, he felt the same warmth.

Yue Lin's pupil cast his reflection: "Is it going to start tonight?"

It's time to 'irrigate' again.

Chu Han nodded his head.

He felt Yue Lin's hands on the back of his neck, pinched him lightly, and then he felt numb and weak, and lost consciousness.

But he wasn't completely unconscious.

When he fell asleep, he was surrounded by chaos that could change at any time.

At this time, Chu Han felt chills all over his body, and dreamed of a desolate courtyard in the ice and snow.He heard someone shouting: "The little concubine is dead!"

Someone asked, "What about your Highness?"

"He was born, it was a baby boy! God is sorry, his neck got stuck and he almost died in his stomach."

"Fortunately!" The maid with clumsy hands and feet walked into the ice and snow with the baby in her arms, patted the vomit, boiled a pot of hot water with ice and snow, and washed the baby clean.

"Go and report to your majesty?"

"Okay, let's go."

The two hugged the child, went out in the ice and snow, walked outside the resplendent palace, handed the child to the gatekeeper, and stood in the snow to wait.

After an estimated half an hour, the swaddling baby was carried out again, with a sign sandwiched in the cloth, with the word "Yue Lin" written on it.

Chu Han's heart suddenly moved.

In a blink of an eye, they were back in the small yard again.The maid was chopping firewood in the snow, and beside her was a carrot-like child with a bamboo doll hanging around her neck, playing with a bamboo dragonfly.

I saw him blowing lightly, and the bamboo dragonfly flew up, flying high.

The maid's face was flushed from the cold, and she applauded: "Your Highness, what a skill!"

The child's eyes brightened: "Mommy."

The maid said: "With your highness's ability, you can enter the academy at the age of three, get the inner alchemy and cultivate the Tao, and win the appreciation of the king, and you will have a good life, and we will be prosperous and rich."

Xiao Yuelin bowed his head with a lost expression: "Your Majesty, is that my father?"

"Yes."

"Why doesn't he come to see me?"

"Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day, and you can't take care of so much. Your Highness has the ability to suppress the other Highnesses. If you look decent, your Majesty will see you and like you."

Xiao Yuelin shook his head, stopped talking, and continued to throw bamboo dragonflies.

In a blink of an eye, when it came to the torrential rain in late autumn, there were lightning and thunder, and the windows were constantly knocked by the howling wind.The two servants stood outside the courtyard, their hands clasped together, their eyebrows and eyes illuminated by the lights.

"Hey, I don't want to go to the academy, I'm so stubborn that I'm sick, His Highness Ninth Prince..."

"Is it heavy?"

"It's heavy, I can't speak, I haven't eaten for a few days, I keep vomiting yellow water, my fever is still very serious, I'm unconscious, it always hurts my mother, my mother hurts."

There was a moment of softness in the maid's eyes, but she still shook her head: "On the day when the school starts, it is rare for your majesty to come here. If you don't see him this time, I don't know how long you will have to eat leftovers. The other nuns Mama has already started to wear silk and satin, and we are the only ones who are raising this eccentric child, and we can’t hope for any benefits, and we don’t know how long it will end.”

"Keep your voice down, His Highness heard you."

"I heard it when I heard it. It's obvious that I have a spiritual root, so unambitious! I still have the face to call Mammy, I don't want to care about him anymore."

They went to the house to collect things, a gust of cold wind blew open the thin casement, Chu Hanjin saw a small body lying on the bed, his face was pale, his eyes turned out of the window.

He heard all the words just now.

No one covered him with a quilt, and he fell to the ground. His arms turned blue and purple from the cold, and he couldn't stop shaking.

Chu Han felt a slight pain in his heart, he approached, picked up the quilt and patted him.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the banquet again.Toasts were staggered, and the crowd walked back and forth.Xiao Yuelin was only three or four years old, and stood timidly in the corner for a long while, when he heard someone calling "Third Highness", he looked up and saw a young girl with bright eyebrows.

He seemed to have met someone he knew, and after being extremely nervous, he walked up to the girl and called softly, "Sister?"

——I am your ninth brother.

Chu Hanjin recognized it from the shape of his lips.

But in the next moment, he was pushed out heavily.

"Who are you?! What are you wearing? It's so dirty!" The girl frowned, "Why are you touching me? Are you sick?"

"Who is he?"

"I don't know, wow, convinced, this person is too unruly!"

Xiao Yuelin was left with a pale face, full of unknown situation.

Talking and laughing, a young man in Chinese clothes approached and squatted down to look at him: "You are our ninth brother? Do you want to play with us?"

Xiao Yuelin nodded.

The young man smiled and said, "Yes! Tomorrow we will go to the river, will you come? It's fun, you can catch fish, pick lotus pods, swim, you can do anything."

Joy appeared on Xiao Yuelin's face, and he nodded heavily.He was so happy that he arrived at the lotus pond early the next day, but he waited and waited, from the middle of the sun to the sunset, there was no one in sight.

He was full of disappointment, and when he was about to leave, a young boy came late.

The young boy was wearing green clothes, about the same age as Yue Lin, and said softly, "They had a banquet this morning, and they were tired, so they said they would not come today. But the third sister asked you to pick some lotus pods for her, and she stewed them to eat up the fire, you go into the water Well, I'll watch for you."

Xiao Yuelin was already angry: "I couldn't say it earlier, why did you make me wait so long?"

Seeing him angry, Tsing Yi seemed surprised, and her tone became softer: "I'm sorry, they forgot about it after having too much fun. It was only because I kept reminding them that Third Sister remembered. She told you to pick the lotus pods and come with us Let's eat."

Xiao Yuelin: "I won't pick it."

"Hey, you are a few months older than me, you are my ninth brother." Tsing Yi showed distress, "If you don't pick the third sister, you will be angry, and you must beat me. Do you want me to go into the water to pick the lotus?"

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Yue felt relieved, looked at Tsing Yi for a while, and said, "Are you my younger brother?"

Tsing Yi smiled softly: "Well, Brother Nine."

Xiao Yuelin was stunned for a moment, and said: "Okay, I'll go down and pick it. You are younger than me, so let me protect you for the time being."

After he finished speaking, he took off his clothes and stepped on the stones to feel in the pool.But he stepped on the slippery moss, and his feet were unstable. Just as he staggered, he felt a gust of cold wind behind him, and pressed his hands on his head, pressing down hard——

"Grumbling--"

Xiao Yue is about to drink water.

Press down further—

His limbs fluttered.

But the more he struggled, the more fiercely he pressed the Tsing Yi, his face was weak but full of strength, and at the same time he spoke softly: "Ninth brother, don't blame me, they said they want to teach you a lesson, I just listen to my sister, or I will be kicked to the ground!" The one in the river is me."

Press until there is no movement, after repeated confirmation, he stood up and straightened his sleeves.

He washed off the mud spots on his cuffs, turned his head and left the lotus pond.

After he left, Xiao Yuelin took up the position just now.

He is not stupid.

He knew to pretend to be drowned, but kept his breath.

His head was covered with moss, his mouth was full of mud, and his face was green and yellow covered with dirty things, making him extremely filthy.He lowered his head and saw his own appearance, chopped off the lotus leaf beside him with a heavy palm, walked to the lotus pond and vomited.

While vomiting, he vigorously wiped away the mud mixed with tears.

After washing it clean, it was a face covered with anger.

Chu Han understood a little now.

what is this?

Are these all Yue Lin's memories?

He followed Xiao Yuelin, saw him put on his wet clothes, and stumbled back.The small figure returned to the dormitory of the school palace, dumped the bamboo dragonflies, puppets, whistles, and other things that please friends in the box into the trash can and threw them away, and took out the study books.

Under the solitary lamp, he sat alone, buried in a book.

Chu Hanjin also sat down beside him, and stayed with him until late at night.

The time was getting later and later, Chu Hanjin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sound of reciting mantras came in his ears.He opened his eyes again, and in front of him was an open and bright hall filled with desks, and a serious-looking elder with long beard sat on the head.

In the corner, someone is talking.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, I can't write down the spell yesterday, can you borrow me to copy it?"

It is a child of seven or eight years old.

And on his left, there was also a child of seven or eight years old, with handsome features and handsome eyes, but he was silent and unhappy.He was standing on the bench with one leg, and there was a spell written silently on the corner of the table, and he was scribbling and drawing.

It's getting closer.

He has grown up a lot since he was a child, like a young boy.At this moment, he glanced sideways: "What did you say?"

The boy changed his words with a smile: "Yue Lin, it's not Your Highness Ninth Prince. I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

Yue Lin scoffed: "Take it and copy it."

After the other party finished copying the spell, he looked at his page: "What are you writing?"

Yue Lin spread it out, and said: "I created a spell myself, I don't know if it can be used, and I am checking the calculation."

"You know how to create your own spells? That's amazing! What kind of spell is this?"

The two of them were talking, and the elder who was sitting upright at the front table walked up to him at some point, with a serious expression, and held the thin piece of paper in his hand. After looking down, his reproachful expression turned into surprise: "You Only took a first-level class and created a third-level spell?"

Who knew that Yue Lin didn't show the slightest joy of being praised, but instead grabbed the paper and tore it into pieces.The young boy's thin lips tightened: "Scribbled."

The friend next to him was speechless and retracted his head.

The elder had complex eyes and wanted to say something, but shook his head.

He walked two or three steps away before using a fourth-level spell to transmit a voice to Yue Lin: "Why show your killing intent so early?"

Yue Lin's fingers pressing on the paper trembled slightly.

He heard it.

But he lowered his head and didn't speak.

In the following years, this elder appeared beside Yue Lin, sitting in a chair, and taught him talisman, alchemy, spell seal, magic circle, spirit movement, mental method, external skills, swordsmanship, and asking questions.

People in the academy called him the Dean.

Only in private, Yue Lin called him Master.

In the chaos, the sound of scriptures resounding through countless mornings and evenings, the sound of Sanskrit, and the Taoist name Lang Lang finally came to this day.

Everyone in the majestic dojo knelt down on the ground, except for the first tall figure standing like a pine.The thick cloak of the shawl was fluttering in the wind, his eyebrows were sharp and deep, and he was rubbing a few blood-colored beads with one hand.

Five petals, five beads, but only three in his hand.

There were two more, deeply embedded in the boy's flesh, burst open, the blood soaked the skirt of his clothes, and the boy half-kneeled on the ground, with a pair of wolf-like eyes of prey raised straight up, with an undisguised killing intent.

Cang Yuan-Jun nodded in praise and said: "My good son, you want to kill me at such a young age. Although you are still a little tender, your kung fu is beautiful. I don't know how many times better than your sisters."

Instead of being angry, he said, "Reward."

After finishing speaking, he said lightly: "But the master who taught you the spell is really overreaching, and his hand is too long. My son wants to kill me, yes, this is an internal power grab. He will help you. But it’s confusing and killing the king. It’s a big treason, that’s not acceptable.”

He lightly grasped it with five fingers, and the elder who was kneeling on the ground suddenly seemed to have his throat tightly clenched, his pupils were dilated, and he was about to stare out of his sockets——

Yue Lin suddenly hissed: "Master!"

He raised his sword and went towards Lord Cangyuan, and the remaining three blood beads also flew towards his belly, one of which was split by his sword energy, while the others were nailed into the flesh and blood with a "puchi", bursting out. The spiritual energy directly approached Dantian, causing him to fall to the ground in an instant, and a mouthful of blood mist spewed out from his throat——

Mixed with the sound of bones breaking.

His eyes were tearing apart, and he saw Master being pinched tightly by those invisible hands, until his body was squeezed and deformed, almost squeezed into a dick, and one hand penetrated into his abdomen, three times and two times, and dug out the golden core—— —

Mr. Cang Yuan brushed the blood from his fingertips of the bloody ball, threw it in front of Yue Lin, rolled it a few times, and said meaningfully: "Your master's loving heart is really good. Take it to heal his wounds, and don't let him die in peace. "

Yue Lin's tears mixed with blood, pooled on the masonry ground.

He looked at the blood-stained golden core, and his throat groaned.

Chu Hanjin felt a burst of pain through his limbs.

He got it.

More presence in pain.

At the same time, a boiling anger rose in his chest.

Yue Lin is angry.

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