I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

The sparrow landed on the branch in front of the gate of Anlai Temple, tilting its head to look at the plaque of Anlai Temple.

The atmosphere in the main hall is not very good.

Master Chen despised Ruoqing, and the eldest princess hated Suyin for stealing her child. The two confronted each other, and finally broke up.

As soon as she came out of Anlai Temple, Ning Ying asked the Eldest Princess: "Why did Your Highness change his mind?" Before they went to see Ruoqing, the Eldest Princess told her to come forward to identify Chanrong for killing Li Xuannian.

The eldest princess said: "I didn't know Ruoqing liked Chanrong so much before, and I didn't like the way he was pestering Ruoqing, so I wanted to use this to get rid of him, and by the way, separate Qingyuan Qianhe so that I can suppress other sects in the future." Door."

Ning Ying is clear about what she said now.

"But when I went today, I heard that Ruoqing was going to leave with Chanrong, and Chanrong was willing to change her mind just because Ruoqing left Qingyuan." Looking back at the prosperity and wealth of the Central Capital, one can let go of the power and position he has now, but in this way, if I want to stay with Ruoqing, I need to use another method. Since Chanrong is willing to follow Ruoqing without thinking about anything Let's go, doesn't this mean that I can also use Ruoqing to keep Chanrong?"

The eldest princess laughed as she spoke.

Finding her son is the happiest thing for her this year.And Chanrong's arrival was a surprise.

Since her son understood her words and was willing to take a step back to protect Chanrong, she would also take a step back and not bother about Chanrong and him.

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The atmosphere in the room cannot be said to be good or bad.

If it's not good, Ruoqing's tone and expression are so intimate and gentle; if it's good, Ruoqing's beating is so merciless.

He didn't mean to joke with Chanrong, nor did he have any grievances or resentments.He calmly expressed his thoughts, raised his hand and poured a cup of tea to Chanrong, asking Chanrong to clear the bitter taste in his mouth, and then chatted about other things.

"I used to only walk around in Fushuiju, and there were only a few people I could see, and they all talked about the same two things. I was raised, and I couldn't think of anything other than self-pity, and I didn't know what it was. There are so many people with bad intentions in the world." His words seemed to be scolding other people, as well as Chanrong.

Tan Rong listened seriously, as if putting all his thoughts into water, picked up the cup of tea and took a sip.

Ruoqing continued: "Eldest Princess's thoughts are not simple, she probably didn't want me to leave, so she came to me with the matter of you killing Li Xuannian."

Chanrong thought of it a long time ago, "I think so too. How did she say it?"

"He said it was for my own good, and that he wanted to get rid of you so that he could suppress Qingyuan in the future." Ruoqing recalled what the eldest princess said, chuckled lightly, and said indifferently, "Pretty said a lot, but if she really If she has no other thoughts, she doesn't have to tell me these things."

Ruoqing shook her head helplessly when she said this, "She is smart, she wants to use me to tie you up, and use you to tie me up to Zhongdu, with these thoughts, she is much better than Sect Master Chen. Let me tell you , if there is no you behind Sect Leader Chen, it is not certain whether the position of Sect Leader Qingyuan will be secure."

What Ruoqing said was the truth.

Qingyuan's disciples all knew that Sect Master Chen was not weak, but he was honest and honest, with a weak temperament, he didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, and he was easy to suffer when encountering problems.

The eldest princess is different from the head of Chen.

She is smart and ambitious.

She wanted to keep Ruoqing, but also wanted Qingyuan to lose her Chanrong, so she deliberately told Ruoqing about this in front of Ruoqing. If there is no tolerance, it is necessary to tie Chanrong and Zhongdu together, and only in this way can Li Xuannian be swayed.

The reason why the eldest princess wants to get rid of Chanrong is because she doesn't want Chanrong to contribute to Qingyuan. This remark also means that the eldest princess wants Chanrong's power.

If you think about it according to this sentence, if the eldest princess does not suppress this matter, then Qingyuan will lose her beauty, and this approach is beneficial to both.If the eldest princess suppresses this matter, Ruoqing will definitely stay in Zhongdu because of Chanrong, and Chanrong values ​​Ruoqing but not Qingyuan. At that time, the eldest princess will be able to hold her son and Chanrong in her hands. Chanrong was thrown out from Qingyuan, and she held Chanrong tightly in her hands, so no matter what the score was, she won.

This is also the reason why she changed her words when she heard what Ruoqing and Chanrong said.

And after so many changes, Ruoqing did have the intention to seize power, but he hated the princess' schemes against him, so he didn't let Chanrong work for the princess, and finally said: "There is no one who makes people Don't worry. But if they like to calculate, let them calculate, and everyone will rely on their own abilities from now on."

Chanrong naturally would not refute, so she nodded her head in agreement.

After talking about these troublesome things, Ruoqing picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip first, then counted the time, and asked Chanrong leisurely: "Uncle, are you blind?"

From just now, Chanrong's eyes felt a little tingling, and when Ruoqing finished these gossips, Chanrong could no longer see.

But after thinking about what Ruoqing said just now, Chanrong pondered for a moment, and said: "You can't see it with your eyes, but the sea of ​​gods is vast, and you can touch people or things around you in the sea of ​​gods."

This means being able to sense what is around you.

After finishing the words, Ruoqing recalled the incident of Chanrong leaning on her body and her warm breath falling on her shoulders a few years ago, her eyes darkened a lot.

It is undeniable that his little uncle has a lot of crooked thoughts.

And the self in the past was defenseless, as if he had taken advantage of him a lot...

Ruoqing was suddenly curious, "Little uncle, don't you think it's boring to do this?"

Chanrong asked him, "Do you want to hear the truth or lie?"

"truth."

"You're going to lean in because I can't see, and that's the greatest joy of the year for me."

"It's just these?" Seemingly bored, Ruoqing put one hand on the table and the other on his lap, thinking for a long time facing the floor tiles in front of him, then squinted his eyes at this fearless man The man, looking at the handsome face he loved so much, suddenly said, "Little uncle."

"Ok?"

Ruoqing stood up.

Chanrong turned her head, but saw Ruoqing came to her side, bent down kindly, turned her face to his and stared at him.

The familiar light fragrance came from Ruoqing's body.

Chanrong raised her head, her darkened eyes first stayed on Ruoqing's face, and then penetrated along his untied collar.

Because Shenhai can only distinguish the lines of the surrounding objects, but cannot see clear faces and colors, so Chanrong cannot see Ruoqing's exposed fair skin, nor can she see Ruoqing's appearance.

But although he couldn't see Ruoqing's clear face, he could see the beauty standing up from Ruoqing's loose collar.

The bright color was pushed out by the loose neckline, and stopped ambiguously at the edge of the collar, as if it was about to fall out...

It got a lot hotter inside.

But the breeze outside the room remained unchanged, and it was unknown where the heat inside the room came from.

In the silence of the yamen servants, Chanrong's fingers holding the teacup moved for a moment, and then became completely stiff again.

His left chest was a little cold, but Ruoqing didn't care, he kept his original posture, his wolf-like eyes locked tightly on the man in front of him, watching this handsome man look away, he quickly understood Chanrong's past Where does the sense of oppression and aggression come from?

At this moment, Ruoqing suddenly understood why her past self resisted Chanrong's gaze on her, presumably it was a sense of fear that her "territory" was about to be invaded.

He was afraid that Chanrong's eyes would fall on him, just like he was afraid to look directly at the restless affection in Chanrong's eyes. He was even more afraid that once Chanrong no longer cared about his voice, he would have to lie Beneath Chanrong, watching the ups and downs of the light and shadow falling on the window, endured the humiliation of being eaten by others...

But that's all in the past.

Now Ruoqing is not afraid at all.

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past, Ruoqing chuckled, put her cool hand on Chanrong's hand, and then took Chanrong's hand to pull her belt.

The sound of cloth rubbing against each other occupied the room at this moment, and Chanrong's body suddenly stiffened like a stone.

He seemed to have lost his soul, only had a beautiful appearance, brows and eyes without aura, and seemed so dull that he couldn't keep up with Ruoqing's transformation.And Ruoqing stared at his fingers that could no longer bend, and with Chanrong's hand, she tore off her own belt, and bound the pair of beautiful and slender hands on the opposite side.

He was really happy when he did this, his eyebrows stretched, and he seemed to be hiding a laugh.

He kept an evil eye, the belt that tied Chanrong's hands was not tied very tightly, stretched out a finger and pressed the loose knot, and said happily: "With your strength, you can easily break it off , but if you break away from this thin cloth, then I will never talk to you, and now you just need to remember—”

He leaned close to Chanrong's ear, opened his red lips slightly, spoke to Chanrong's earlobe, and ordered Chanrong: "You can't make a sound."

"You can't move."

"Can't refuse."

"can you do it?"

Like training a dog, he set out many conditions, opened and closed his mouth several times, as if he had swallowed a piece of sugar, and "discussed" these things with Chanrong full of sweetness, only wanting to be tolerated by Chanrong, completely He didn't care whether this action would set him on fire and burn him to nothing.

And in his repeated instructions, the place where Chanrong was tied with the belt seemed to be on fire.Chanrong didn't care about the way of speaking like Qingxun dogs at all, she just nodded and said hello under her throat.

Having received Chanrong's promise, Ruoqing posted it without any scruples.

A coat fell gently, as if without any weight.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar fragrance of plants and trees invaded Chanrong's mind, leaving behind a longing and familiar enthusiasm.