I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

Bai Yuyuan didn't come to find Chanrong during this time.

It seems that Chanrong's tolerant behavior offended him, and he began to unilaterally quarrel with Chanrong.

And Chanrong doesn't see him, and Chanrong doesn't care whether he comes or not.

Ruoqing thought of the malicious suitors like the little uncle, and thought about how to help Chanrong trim off the excess branches, so he picked up the steamed bun with a strong fragrance in a daze.

Feeling ashamed to waste the little uncle's kindness, he put the steamed buns into his mouth. Unexpectedly, just as the steamed buns entered the mouth, the little martial uncle beside him stood up suddenly, pinched his chin with one hand, raised the other hand, and held it with his index finger. Opening his slightly opened mouth, he dug out the steamed bun he had just eaten.

The red lips parted slightly.

The lower lip was covered with water from the mouth, Ruoqing was dumbfounded.

He couldn't react to what happened just now, he only knew that his calloused fingertips rubbed against the soft tip of his tongue, and fiddled with it.And the tip of his wet tongue pressed against Chanrong's fingers, but he couldn't stop the other party from taking out the steamed buns.

What is Chanrong doing?

Ruoqing frowned and shrank her neck, feeling a little surprised by Chanrong's sudden movement.

"Little Martial Uncle?" He didn't know why, but felt dirty.

Chanrong was even more surprised than him.

Showing the steamed buns taken out of Ruoqing's mouth, Chanrong frowned and said, "Fish feeder." He pursed his lips, "I was in a bad mood when I was young, so Master would give me a spiced steamed bun and let me eat it." Xiaoshanju feeds the fish. I watch the fish swimming around, and when they all gather together, I feel better."

...It turns out that steamed buns are used in this way.

No wonder this steamed bun has a strong aroma.

But before this, Ruoqing had never seen someone coaxing people by feeding fish... Chanrong made such a fuss, it seemed that his mouth was in a hurry.

Unable to tell who was the one who lost his composure, Ruoqing's face became hot, and without further words, he quickly threw away the steamed bun in Chanrong's palm, and wiped the palm with traces.

Chanrong obediently let Ruoqing pick up the handkerchief to wipe his palms, his eyes were a little warmer than usual, and he said slowly: "Aren't you going back to Fushuiju to get something?"

Ruoqing nodded.

Chanrong intends to take him back, but at this moment, a disciple came outside the door, saying that the head of the door has an invitation.

Not knowing what the master wanted from him, Chanrong could only leave with the disciple.

Ruoqing didn't want to trouble Chanrong, turned around to find Fu Yanchen after he left, and the two quietly returned to Fushuiju, only to find that Fushuiju had already been sealed in a magic circle, making it difficult for outsiders to enter.

It seemed that the medicine Ruoqing prepared for Chanrong and Fu Yanchen could not be taken out.

He was a little frustrated, and said: "Before I was taken away, I couldn't get anything. I thought I would come back to get it later, but I didn't expect to be able to get in now. And the dress I made for you is still in Fushuiju..."

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen's mouth moved, and finally said nothing else, just pulled the hair behind La Ruoqing, and said nonchalantly, "I'm going back."

"it is good."

Ruoqing nodded, followed behind him carefully, trying not to make a sound.

However, Fu Yanchen, who was very skilled, seemed to have lost his soul.He took only two steps before he stepped on a branch on the ground.

In fact, the sound of dead branches breaking is not loud, but in this silent night, the crisp sound is almost the same as thunder.

When the guards heard the sound, they cheered up and shouted angrily, "Who? Come out!"

Then there was the sound of footsteps, and the fourth brother under the uncle's door chased up from the corner with a spear. It seemed that they were Ruoqing and the others, with a somewhat displeased look on their faces.

Seeing that it was this senior brother who came, Ruoqing immediately had a headache.

He also said earlier that Fu Yanchen often offended people in Qingyuan. Because Fu Yanchen was a half-demon, others felt that Fu Yanchen had tarnished Qingyuan's reputation. Shen is not a tolerable temperament, so conflicts with others are commonplace.Among them, the ugliest time was when he had a dispute with the senior brother in front of him.

This senior brother has a rigid and pedantic temperament. He couldn't accept the half-human, half-demon Fu Yanchen staying in Qingyuan. They didn't make trouble with their respective masters, so they were never beaten by their respective masters.

Goodbye this time, this senior brother still finds Fu Yanchen not pleasing to the eye, as for Ruoqing... Considering Ruoqing's tragic situation of being abandoned by his master, he ignored Ruoqing and only reprimanded Fu Yanchen loudly: "Don't rest at night and come to Fushui What are you doing?" He said unforgivingly, "Now the master has issued an order to forbid disciples to move around at will, you who have a demon in your body, don't you also want to betray Qingyuan, so you came to Fushuiju?"

These words are too provocative.

But they who sneaked here would not make trouble in front of Fushui House.If things get serious, Chanrong has to come forward in the end.

Because she didn't want to bother the little uncle anymore, Ruoqing wanted Fu Yanchen not to be as knowledgeable as the other party, so she grabbed Fu Yanchen's muscular arm.

However, what happened next was beyond Ruoqing's expectation.

Facing this senior's provocation, Fu Yanchen gritted his teeth, the side of his face was as sharp as a knife, he was angry, but he didn't intend to make a move.

weird...

Ruoqing let go of his hand slowly, and rolled his eyes in puzzlement.

At this time, Fu Yanchen was uncharacteristically, not only did not cause trouble, but also stretched out his hand to hold Ruoqing, and took Ruoqing away without looking back.

The senior brother who was about to fight Fu Yanchen behind him was dumbfounded when he saw this.

This was the first time that Fu Yanchen did not make a move in the face of provocation.

Ruoqing was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, he followed Fu Yanchen like Fu Yanchen's little tail, and kept asking Fu Yanchen: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? What's wrong with you? Stop Let me see if you hit it?"

Being annoyed by Ruoqing, when the two reached the stone bridge, Fu Yanchen shook off Ruoqing's arm and sat down on the stone steps.

After sitting down, his head hung low, like a defeated lion, very depressed.But the silver tassels lay quietly between the black hair, twinkling and twinkling, like gems falling in the cracks of stones, shining stubbornly, silently speaking about the thoughts of the master.

Fu Yan said angrily, "I'm not feeling sick."

Ruoqing asked: "Then how did you endure brother's provocation this time? You were the one who dared to hit anyone who dared to speak of you."

"Are you talking nonsense?" Fu Yanchen lowered his head even more, he didn't look clearly, and said in a low voice angrily: "Can it be the same now as before?"

Ruoqing stared at the awkward friend, took a step forward, bent his knees, pushed against the other's back, and said, "What's the difference?"

Fu Yanchen was silent for a moment, and then said: "You also know that there is a devil in my body, people in Qingyuan look down on me, and I can't control my temper. Over time, something will definitely happen."

"To be honest, I never thought of staying in Qingyuan before. Even though I can't bear to part with Master, I can tell the situation clearly." He was also free and easy, and said frankly, "This place can't accommodate me, and I won't force it." The past few times I have gone back to my hometown, one is to investigate the murderer of my parents, and the other is to find the residence after leaving Qingyuan."

Ruoqing was dumbfounded by these words.

He didn't expect that Fu Yanchen, who seemed careless, had already made plans for the future.

When Fu Yanchen said this, he was a little shy again, and said dryly: "But what I thought at the time was...Even if I have to leave, I can't be stiff, otherwise I won't be able to come back to see you and Master in the future."

After hearing this sentence, Ruoqing relieved her strength against Fu Yanchen's knee, and the expression on her face became very focused.

Seeing him leave, Fu Yanchen couldn't help leaning back, took the initiative to find his legs, and said lazily: "Because I didn't think about staying for a long time before, so I don't need to restrain my temper and endure them...but it's different now. "

Ruoqing vaguely understood why it was different, but still asked softly: "Why is it different?"

Fu Yanchen tilted her head, "I have to stay."

"In the past, you were protected by Suyin. Whether I stayed or not, you could live a good life." He said very seriously, "But it's different now. Suyin is gone, and your health is not good, so you can't leave." Prescribe the elixir to warm you up, I'm poor, I can't take you away, so I can only stay."

His voice was resonant and powerful, even though he said this sentence very quickly because of shyness, Ruoqing still felt that his voice remained in his ears.

While staring at Fu Yanchen's rarely calm appearance, Ruoqing thought for a while, and suddenly called out to Fu Yanchen when the wind picked up: "Yanchen."

"Ok?"

"No matter what happens in the future, I will never betray you."

Fu Yan smiled deeply: "Stop talking nonsense, you don't have the courage to betray me." After saying this, he stood up, "Okay, let's go back first, and I will sneak into Fushui after I send you away." live."

"doing what?"

"My clothes are still there." He raised his eyebrows, as light as an eagle in flight, "I always want to get my things back!"

Hearing this, Ruoqing smiled in relief.

On the other hand, Chanrong stood on the other side of the bridge, listening to their conversation silently, and waited until their figures completely disappeared before her eyes, then she looked away and walked slowly towards Fushuiju.

Unlike Fu Yanshen and Ruoqing, Chanrong who came to Fushuiju easily passed through the magic circle outside, and looked sideways at Ruoqing's room.

The decorations in the house have not changed in any way, and the faint medicinal fragrance is no different from the past.

Everything in the room stopped on the day the owner left.

Chanrong, who came here, looked around for a week, and finally walked to Ruoqing's bed and sat down quietly, with one hand pressing the quilt on Ruoqing's bed, touching the pattern on the quilt, and pressing the other hand on her sword.

To be honest, at this moment, he wanted to push the scabbard with his thumb, but he didn't know what he would do after drawing the sword.

There is a depression in my heart that I can't get out.

Looking at the opposite window, Chanrong thought of Ruoqing and her senior sister sitting in front of the window.

He still remembered that Ruoqing was sitting here telling his senior sister that the young senior uncle was very handsome.

At that time, he was standing outside the door, his heart beating a little faster because of this compliment.

In fact, he has heard a lot of compliments over the years, but Ruoqing's voice never blends into those voices.Looking back on the past, Ruoqing didn't bother to talk about his strength or his character.

It was really not easy for him to get a compliment from Ruoqing.

He didn't pay much attention to his appearance, but that was the only time he was praised by Ruoqing in these years.At that time, he was still thinking—fortunately, he had this face.

Fortunately, with this face, he is not useless in Ruoqing's eyes...

Also.

He is not Fu Yanchen, even if he is powerful, sincerely protects each other, and has countless gold and silver, he can't compare to Fu Yanchen's words.

Sometimes he also thinks that Fu Yanchen has too little, so every time Fu Yanchen treats Ruoqing the same, Ruoqing will only think of Fu Yanchen's difficulty, and treat Fu Yanchen even better.

And he has too much, even if he wants to give them all to Ruoqing, those things are just a little surprised in Ruoqing's eyes, not worth mentioning.

Or it can be said... He and Fu Yanchen have different weights in Ruoqing's heart, so no matter what he does, he is not as good as Fu Yanchen.

It's like the current Ruoqing only remembers Fu Yanchen's promise to be with him and protect him, but forgets that he has already been protected by him, and he has always been with him.

But he is dull by nature and not good at speaking, every time he sees Ruoqing, he will be so nervous that he doesn't know what to say. Over time, the good and the bad are all Fu Yanchen's, and he has nothing.

He was the one who saved Ruoqing.

He was the one who went to great lengths to snatch the Qianhui Jade for Ruoqing.

He also gave Ruoqing something, but in Ruoqing's eyes, that thing was not as good as the dim sum brought back by Fu Yanchen...

I can't tell what it feels like in my heart, and I don't know why my hand is always on the sword.Chanrong glanced at the black dress on the table, her brows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, it was frighteningly cold.

After a while, he let go of the hand holding the sword, and quietly packed away the medicine that Ruoqing had prepared.After everything was packed, he strode out of the inner room, pretending he didn't see the dress.

But at the moment before pushing the wooden door open with her fingers, thinking of Ruoqing's loss when she spoke, Chanrong's eyes moved, she turned her head, and looked at the black clothes on the table behind her in the dusty room...

"What did your master take away?" Fu Yanchen sat in Ruoqing's room, crossed her legs, and asked casually.

Ruoqing washed her hands meticulously, and said slowly, "I heard it's a piece of precious jade."

"Baoyu?—Coincidentally, I also had a piece of Baoyu before my house." Fu Yanchen nodded, and was about to speak when she heard Chanrong's voice from the outer door——

"Why don't you rest?"

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen's sitting posture is much more elegant.

Chanrong was in a bad mood, walked in and said to Ruoqing distantly: "Just now I went to Fushuiju... I went to check with my senior sister, and I took these clothes for you."

"Thank you, uncle."

Ruoqing took the package that Chanrong sorted out, and found a few clothes in it, and many medicines that he had prepared for Fu Yanchen and Chanrong.

He flipped through it in a hurry, and when he took his clothes away, he saw a familiar black.

Those were the clothes he made for Fu Yanchen.

Ruoqing didn't expect that Chanrong would bring out this dress, so he smiled immediately, "Please trouble my uncle."

Hearing his thanks, Chanrong had a cold expression on his face, and just said: "You and I have known each other for many years, so there is no need to be so polite."

Ruoqing smiled embarrassedly, but couldn't tell Chanrong that his respect for Chanrong had become a habit.

It seems that from a long time ago, he had a vague idea in his heart - he and Chanrong should get along like this.

Seeing that Chanrong was about to leave, he hurriedly called to Chanrong, took out a medicine bottle, and said, "Little uncle, this is the elixir I made for you, and if your eyes feel uncomfortable, you must tell me. "

Chanrong was stunned when he heard the words: "I also have mine?"

Ruoqing smiled: "What did little uncle say, of course I have! I will never forget to bring a copy for my little uncle."

Chanrong probably didn't expect him to say that.But Chanrong looked at the clothes behind Ruoqing, twitched the corners of her mouth, and didn't say anything else.