I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

There was no sound at all in the carriage, it was as quiet as if the air had condensed.

Ruoqing tasted the meaning of this sentence, her expression was a little subtle.

"Did you go shopping in brothels?" He asked Fu Yanchen, "When did it happen?"

Fu Yanchen folded her arms and sat on one side honestly. She didn't think about anything at first, but seeing that he and Chanrong were not talking, she finally realized that the atmosphere was not right. The hand on her chest moved down unconsciously. The facial features were a little less vicious than usual, and there was a bit more sense of bewilderment and surprise.

But this panic was quickly suppressed by him, and he said angrily: "Look at me?!"

He raised his hand that was moving down, as if full of confidence, then tilted his head and looked out of the car, and said impatiently, "This is something you should ask."

Ruoqing was going to be mad at him.

It is because of his awkward personality that the emotional line between him and Chanrong is like the sun in the city of the sun - it is difficult to appear!

Also, anyone with a brain knows that he can't say that he went to a brothel in front of his sweetheart.In particular, Fu Yanchen's favorite object is a serious and innocent person like Chanrong.

And with the mood of "mother's family", Ruoqing, who didn't think Fu Yanchen would go to brothels at first, immediately became angry when she saw his reaction.

If Fu Yanchen didn't like Chanrong and didn't want to be with Chanrong, Ruoqing wouldn't care what he wanted to do.

But Fu Yan and Shen Mingming had a good impression of Chanrong, so he turned around and went to the brothel again, what's the matter?

Relying on his secret love for Chanrong, he never said anything, so he can do whatever he wants?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Ruoqing's face darkened, and the gentle and kind smile on her face disappeared without a trace.

As if aware of Ruoqing's anger, after a while, Fu Yanchen tapped and tapped the hand on his arm, and said uncomfortably: "I just... want to change your wooden comb, look at your wooden comb. If there is any Liuli Pavilion, I will look for it according to the same name, and it is the first time to leave Qingyuan to enter the city, and I don't know what it is, when I pass by there... I was dragged in."

He may feel that this matter is a bit embarrassing, and when he said this, he turned his head a little bit to the side, not giving Ruoqing a chance to see his face at all.If it wasn't for Suan Ni pulling the car to run now, he might have stood under the car, with his back turned to Ruoqing and Chanrong and wouldn't look back.

Ruoqing didn't expect that there was such a story, he was stunned for a moment, thinking what a coincidence, and then let out an "oh".

Maybe because he felt that his reaction was a bit cold, Fu Yanchen immediately turned her head and glared at him from embarrassment, and said, "Oh what! There are only a lot of villains without clothes in that place, so what can you ask!"

He said this in a hurry, and after he finished speaking, he realized that his attitude was wrong, it was too embarrassing, and with a fierce face, he turned his head silently so that he could not see clearly.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

It was quiet again in the carriage.

At this moment, Chanrong closed her eyes, Fu Yanchen said nothing, Ruoqing blinked, wondering why there were so many "villains".

And he stared at Fu Yanchen's ears that were getting redder, and didn't dare to continue asking, for fear that his friend would come and beat him to death in anger.It happened that there were some snacks in the carriage, so he brought them over and ate a few mouthfuls to relieve the embarrassment in his heart.

Chanrong at the side saw that he had a good appetite, so he pushed an exquisite refreshment, which was made by a famous pastry shop.

Ruoqing picked up a piece, took a bite with her light-colored lips, and slowly tasted the sweetness spreading in her mouth.

Fu Yanchen watched him eat, saw the white pastry being held by light-colored lips, and suddenly had a feeling that the tea in Ruoqing's mouth was very fragrant.

He wanted it very much, so he kicked Ruoqing's calf: "Choose something delicious and give me a piece."

Ruoqing picked up a piece and handed it over.

Fu Yanchen took it, not as polite as Ruoqing, and stuffed the snack into his mouth in one gulp, and then uttered a single sound, looking to see what he wanted to say.

At this time, Chanrong said: "Go into the city later, find a famous wine shop, and stay in Ningcheng for a day."

Ruoqing had been looking forward to entering the city, and when Chanrong mentioned what happened after entering the city, he immediately forgot to ask Fu Yanchen what he wanted to say, and nodded quickly.

But thinking of Bai Yuyuan who was still following them, Ruoqing asked Chanrong again: "Little uncle, don't we...don't rush to Qianhe Prefecture without stopping?"

Chanrong opened her eyes, her tone remained unchanged: "No, it's not a fatal emergency."

He said with a very honest look: "And the secret realm is not for us, so don't worry too much about it."

Ruoqing didn't expect Chanrong to say that, if you read it according to the original text, Chanrong should be benevolent and eager to go directly to Qianhe Prefecture at this time, instead of sitting in the carriage and saying such words like sweeping the snow in front of each other.

However, there are too many people in this article who have bad intentions towards the little uncle, and it is not safe for the little uncle to be too kind.Therefore, compared to the easy-talking little uncle in the original text, today's little uncle can give Ruoqing a sense of security.

It's just... Chanrong's words really don't seem like what someone like him would say.

After a stick of incense, the carriage landed in Ningcheng.

After entering the city, Chanrong turned the carriage into an ordinary carriage, not wanting to attract attention.

Although Ruoqing was unable to go to Chenhe, Ningcheng was also an unknown and good place for him.So as soon as the carriage landed in Ningcheng, he raised the curtain and looked out, his brown eyes turned around, and inside was the unfamiliar street scene on both sides of the road.

In all fairness, Ningcheng is not considered affluent, there are not many pedestrians on the streets, and the plain scenery is incomparable with Qingyuan, but it is a bit more lively than Qingyuan.

Ruoqing has always liked this kind of place with fireworks.Such a place would give him a feeling of being busy and fulfilled.

While watching, Ruoqing heard that Chanrong asked Fu Yanshen to get out of the car, and asked which restaurant was famous.

Fu Yanchen jumped out of the carriage and grabbed a passer-by. The passer-by was startled by him, but he didn't say anything about it.

And he was handsome, and the way he strolled by the side of the carriage attracted a lot of attention.It's just that his questioning attitude was not good, so those admiring gazes that lingered on him were quickly withdrawn.

Ruoqing really didn't understand how he made the questioning of the wine shop into a style of blocking the way and committing murder.At this moment, Ruoqing noticed from the corner of her eye that Chanrong was looking at Fu Yanchen, licked her somewhat dry lower lip, and boasted boldly: "Compared to last year, Yanchen's temperament is more stable."

"If you can't speak well, I'll pull out your tongue!"

However, before Ruoqing's words of praise fell, Fu Yanchen over there had a conflict with passers-by.

"If you don't know, just say what you don't know!"

"Look at me one more time, and I'll goug out your eyes!"

The shouting and cursing became louder and louder.

Seeing this, Ruoqing put down the curtain without changing expression, her smile remained unchanged: "It's just that I'm a little impulsive sometimes."

On the opposite side, Chanrong didn't know if she was watching his joke, but upon hearing what he said, she actually asked, "Am I stable?"

"Little Martial Uncle has always been a dignified gentleman."

"Then if I'm as unstable as Yan Chen, what do you think?"

Ruoqing really can't imagine that the expressionless Chanrong is like an irritable firecracker, igniting at once.He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "That's pretty good."

Ruoqing raised his head to look at Chanrong, and said bluntly: "I often heard that someone pestered my junior uncle in the door. At that time, I was thinking that if my junior uncle acted like Yan Chen, I would think that I would save a lot of trouble. may be damaged."

Chanrong thought for a moment when she heard the words, nodded her head, and said thoughtfully: "Then I understand."

Ruoqing didn't know what he understood, and thought he understood his consolation. At that time, he didn't know what the little uncle was going to do. Young Master Uncle..."

"Ruoqing." Hearing this, Chanrong interrupted Ruoqing and asked him, "Do you know how many monks can be called venerable?"

There are many strong men in the world who have entered the Taiyuan Realm, but there are only a handful of strong men who can be called venerable.

And Chanrong is among the few powerhouses.

Ruoqing quickly understood that this was Chanrong telling him that he had the strength not to care about other people's eyes.

Not long after, Fu Yanchen came back after asking the way, and took them to the best wine shop in the area.Ruoqing and the others got out of the car, and the shopkeeper who came to greet them saw that they were dressed in extraordinary clothes, and guessed in their hearts that their identities were not easy, so they immediately left the counter and enthusiastically invited them to the private room upstairs.

However, just as the three of them sat down, Li Xuannian and Bai Yuyuan came in with their attendants.

"You came here uninvited." Seeing them, Fu Yan sneered, took a chopstick, walked around the wine glass, and mocked: "Dog skin plasters are not so sticky."

Ruoqing laughed, afraid that Chanrong would scold him for being rude, so before Chanrong could speak, he would sing the red face and the other bad face with him.

"Yan Chen, Master Bai and Island Master Li followed us all the way. Seeing us enter the wine shop, it's normal for us to come in and have a bite. How can you talk like that!" He said with gentle eyes, before the shopkeeper delivered the chopsticks. , "I was negligent about this, please put two more pairs of chopsticks in the store."

He tactfully said that he had never thought that they would come to eat, and stabbed Bai Yuyuan and Li Xuannian a few words, but these two people were thick-skinned, so they could sit down without changing their faces when he said so.

Before the two of them came, Ruoqing felt that there was no outsider, so he found a seat at random and sat down.

Afterwards, Chanrong sat on his left, and Fu Yanchen naturally sat on his right.

When Ruoqing saw Fu Yanchen's selection, he immediately had a headache.

Before taking his seat, he gave Fu Yanchen a wink, just to tell Fu Yanchen that Chanrong's right hand was hurt and it was inconvenient to eat. Fu Yanchen could take care of Chanrong smoothly by sitting next to Chanrong at this time.

But Fu Yanchen was fine, after sitting down, he didn't even look at Chanrong, and just poured him a cup of tea.

Ruoqing looked at the cup of tea in front of him, took a deep breath, and felt that in the current situation, Fu Yanchen, as long as he is a person with a brain, he should sit beside Chanrong, not beside himself , doing the little things of pouring tea for myself.

Ruoqing was agitated by the tortuous brain circuits and complicated emotional lines of these two people.

At this time, I saw Bai Yuyuan running to Chanrong's side shamelessly again, and Li Xuannian sat opposite him as if watching a play—the anger in my heart was even greater!

He didn't eat the heavy dishes, but he had already started to get angry.

Then, the dishes were served.

Fu Yanchen picked up the chopsticks, Chanrong took the injured hand off her leg, and gently placed it on the table.

What Bai Yuyuan was waiting for was now, he stared at Chanrong's injured hand, and said with a smile: "Senior brother's right hand is inconvenient, let me feed senior brother."

Li Xuannian seemed to have expected that Bai Yuyuan would do this, so he just smiled without opening his mouth.

Fu Yanchen, who was holding chopsticks, heard this and sneered: "My master feeds you?"

Bai Yuyuan refused to accept him, and immediately the two of them had a verbal argument separated by Ruoqing and Chanrong.

Ruoqing, caught in the middle, held the spoon and thought for a moment.According to the current sitting posture, there is only one way to interrupt Bai Yuyuan's courteousness——

He looked at the spoon in his hand, then raised his hand.

Bai Yuyuan and Fu Yanchen noticed his movement and looked at him at the same time.

Then, at the moment when everyone was looking at him, he took a spoon and said to Chanrong with a pleasant face, "Little Uncle."

He showed a bright smile, "Eat it with a spoon."

After saying this, he looked at Bai Yuyuan, and said directly: "Young Master Uncle can eat with a spoon in his left hand. If it's not easy to pick up dishes, I will help Little Master Uncle add them to the bowl." At the end, he didn't forget to add One sentence, "The store gave me an extra pair of clean chopsticks."

——He was afraid that Chanrong would dislike the chopsticks he used, and he didn't even use his own pair of chopsticks for holding vegetables.

Xu Shi didn't expect him to say that, Chanrong glanced at him, but didn't respond.

Bai Yuyuan was afraid that Ruoqing would ruin his opportunity to be courteous, so he said eagerly: "What do you mean! Brother's hand is hurt like this, and you want him to eat with his inflexible hand? Is it because you want to see your brother make a fool of yourself!"

"I don't understand Master Bai's words." Ruoqing's expression remained the same, but his tone was a bit more arrogant than before: "Little Master Uncle is a sword master, and he was able to control even the cold weapon with a strong evil spirit back then." , how can you not use this little spoon?"

He almost said directly, you said that my little uncle can't use a spoon, you are looking down on someone.

Bai Yuyuan choked, unable to refute this sentence.

In fact, when Ruoqing said this, he was quite nervous, but with Chanrong's temperament, he might find it difficult to accept a big man being watched by a group of people and fed by another man, and he didn't want Bai Yuyuan After pestering Chanrong all the time, she stopped Bai Yuyuan's careful thought of feeding.

And he did what he said, seeing that Chan could not move his chopsticks, he picked up a piece of meat and sent it over.

Without picking up the spoon, Chanrong stared at the piece of meat in the bowl, glanced at Bai Yuyuan from the corner of her eye, and a trace of boredom flashed in her black eyes.

Ruoqing had just picked up a chopstick dish for his little uncle, but when he looked back, he found a pair of chopsticks in his bowl as well.

Fu Yanchen held a prawn in his mouth, and said in a disinterested manner, "Hurry up, watch what I do, expect me to peel the prawn for you? Tsk, is it possible?"

Ruoqing didn't expect him to peel the shrimp for himself.

It might be that Bai Yuyuan and Li Suannian were put off, but at this moment, Chanrong suddenly got up and walked out without touching the tableware from the beginning to the end.

Seeing Chanrong leave, Li Xuannian didn't stay for long, got up and left.

Fu Yanchen was annoyed by them, raised his hand, threw something out, and said in his mouth: "The rice is not good for people to eat! The master refused repeatedly, but anyone who wants to face will be rejected." I will not pester Master again."

Bai Yuyuan's face changed several times after being ridiculed by him.

Ruoqing didn't care whether Bai Yuyuan's face was red or white, he looked down at the shrimp head that Fu Yanchen had thrown over carelessly, and found a peeled shrimp in his bowl.

Ruoqing blinked at the tempting shrimp meat, turned his head to look, and saw his tall friend sitting beside him, mocking Bai Yuyuan with a disdainful expression, and virtuously speaking in an unruly posture. Peeling the shrimp, kept putting it in his bowl...

Ruoqing likes to eat shrimp.

Ruoqing's mouth twitched a bit, because Bai Yuyuan, who was not feeling well in his heart, hadn't left yet, Ruoqing didn't have the nerve to say that friend, if you put your mind on Chanrong, you two have hugged each other for three years...

The setting of the protagonist attacking this point, you are awkward and I am silent, is really speechless.

Also, what are you doing around him, can you warm up your feelings around him?

Ruoqing put down his chopsticks and pressed the center of his eyebrows again.

At night, Ruoqing went to look for Fu Yanchen, but he didn't see Fu Yanchen when he opened the door.

I don't know where this person went again.Ruoqing thought about the short tray in his hand, felt the temperature on it, then sighed, and went to Chanrong's room.

"Little uncle, are you there?" When he reached the door, he yelled. After listening to the movement inside, he found no one was talking. He was about to yell again, but he saw a hand stretched out from his side and pushed it away. The closed wooden door.

Ruoqing followed the hand and found that Chanrong was standing behind him, looking like he just came back from outside.

"Uncle, where have you been?"

"See Yan Chen going out, follow up and have a look."

Ruoqing followed Chanrong into the room, and asked curiously, "What is he going out for?"

"He quarreled with someone on the street today and beat him." Chanrong sat down at the table, put down the long sword in his hand, and said objectively: "Probably because he felt uneasy, he purposely looked for it."

"Is he going to compensate that person?" Hearing this sentence, Ruoqing's eyes lit up immediately, thinking that this was the first step for his friend to escape from Ye Jiaogu's influence.

"That's it."

The tone of these words is wrong.

Ruoqing asked puzzledly, "Why is it counted?"

"He used spirit stones as compensation."

"Good thing." Fu Yanchen had no money.

"He smashed the spirit stone on the man's face."

"...I missed it."

"Seeing that the man's nosebleeds kept flowing, he laughed and left arrogantly."

"..."

He really couldn't continue to make excuses for Fu Yanchen against his conscience, so Ruoqing stopped talking.

At this moment, Chanrong looked at the food brought to him.

Ruoqing noticed this and raised her eyelids.

In fact, before seeing Chanrong, Ruoqing wanted to say that Fu Yanchen asked him to bring the food, but now that he knew that Chanrong had been following Fu Yanchen, he didn't bother to help his friend who caused trouble, so he was simply generous. Fang said: "Just now I saw that the little uncle didn't eat anything, so I brought some for the uncle. Try it, the food in this restaurant is delicious."

After all, he sat down and reluctantly said: "If it's not convenient for the young master to do it himself, I can also feed the young master." Like before, he put the vegetables in Chanrong's spoon and explained .

"Master Bai and Island Master Li were both here just now, I think the younger uncle would not want to be fed in front of them... and seeing that Uncle Bai is entangled you tightly, so he stopped me." He asked Chanrong , "Is Master Uncle angry?"

"I'm not mad at you."

"That means I don't like Senior Uncle Bai." Ruoqing raised a pair of smiling eyes at this point, but then he didn't understand, "Since Uncle Bai doesn't like Senior Uncle Bai, why didn't you drive him away?"

Chanrong glanced at Ruoqing, but did not say that Bai Yuyuan and Li Xuannian would pay special attention to her when Ruoqing was there.

He found out about this, but he didn't want to expose his despicable little thoughts, so he just poured a cup of tea for Ruoqing, "I said, it's useless, so I sent flowers."

"Flowers?" Ruoqing doesn't understand, what does this have to do with sending flowers?

Seeing that he didn't understand, Chanrong didn't want to explain clearly, but said: "It's a flower I like very much, and I found it in the forbidden area. When the flower blooms, the thin red mist disperses very beautifully."

Ruoqing frowned, "He will be happy if you give him flowers, and you won't be able to drive him away."

"So sending flowers is not enough?" Chanrong understood and learned, "Got it."

Ruoqing was just curious, and when he heard him mention it, he asked casually: "Why did Master Uncle enter the forbidden area?"

Chanrong said: "When I was 12 years old, I passed the entrance of the forbidden area, and I heard someone calling my name, and I was led in."

"The head didn't go to save you?"

The restriction of the forbidden area is for low-level monks like Ruoqing, and strong men like Chanrong and Suyin can come and go freely.

"He went and found that I was more suitable in the forbidden area, so he didn't take me out."

Ruoqing doesn't know about cultivation, nor the mystery of it.He is not very interested in the matter of monks, but he is very curious about what kind of beast Qingyuan is keeping.

"Little uncle, they all said that there are fierce beasts under Qingyuan, do you know what is under pressure?"

When he was inside the sect, the head of the sect did not allow his disciples to mention this matter, even though Ruoqing was curious, he couldn't get anything out of Suyin's mouth.

Chanrong was not like Suyin, she answered him when he asked, "It's a dream."

"Dream feeding?"

Ruoqing had never heard of this character before.

He knew that there were many powerful monsters in this world, among which Ye Jiao was the most troublesome, so Ye Jiao Gu was also recognized as the head of all evils.

And Qingyuan, as one of the four major sects, is the central force to fight against evil spirits, but the beast that this central force treats so cautiously is an unknown existence.

However, this contrast did not make Ruoqing underestimate the beast called Feisting Dream, on the contrary, he became more curious about the origin of the other party.

"Caimeng is actually not a fierce beast, and a beast is just a public statement. Cuimeng is a charm, but it is different from ordinary charms." Chanrong said, "Caimeng was born in the war-torn era, absorbed a lot of evil thoughts, and then attached to it. On the dead things in the water, a little bit of cultivation took shape."

Ruoqing didn't ask him such stupid things as whether Mengli was good or not, "Has little uncle seen him/her?"

"No, the Patriarch pressed Kaimeng under Qingyuan Mountain and buried it deep in the ground, just to prevent someone from seeing Kaimeng."

"Why?"

"The general charm is not strong, but the dream is different."

"I don't know what the opportunity of dreaming into form is, but he can assimilate everyone who sees him, and can easily draw out the evil thoughts in the hearts of others, turning everyone who sees him into another him. Then those people will Follow his orders and do things for him."

At first, the rumors about Ye Jiao's killing were not as scary as the rumors about Kai Meng, but after thinking about it, compared to Ye Jiao who killed people when he met him, Kai Meng's evil spirit was more serious.

"... No wonder you watch it so closely."

Talking about these monsters, Ruoqing suddenly remembered what the fox had left behind, he handed the purse to Chanrong, and said: "This is a thank you gift from the red fox, but the one who saved people was the little uncle, not me, so I can't take it. It’s better for the little uncle to accept it.”

Out of consideration for his safety, Chanrong did not refuse, directly opened the purse left by the red fox, and then rested her big hand on a red gemstone, hesitated for a long time, but did not say anything else, only returned the things to Ruo Ruo clear.

"They're all gadgets for self-defense. I keep them for nothing."

Ruoqing nodded, after sitting here with Chanrong for a short time, he wanted to get up and leave, but before he left, he heard Chanrong say: "Don't you stay for a while?"

"No, I want to rest early."

He rejected the proposal to stay for a while, and came to the door with the meal that Chanrong had only moved a few times.But at the moment when he opened the door, a big hand full of power suddenly appeared on his wrist, and that big hand held him tightly. The other party had caught him like this.

Immediately afterwards, his hand holding the tray shook, and the mahogany tray in his hand slid to one side, and the bowls and chopsticks inside lost control and all fell down.

There was a crackling sound, and splashes of vegetable juice and broken porcelain fell on the blue clothes.

Before the soup completely stained his clothes, the master in Tsing Yi was hugged by the person who grabbed him, dragged him back, and pressed him on the wooden table where the teacup flew off.

Bang, bang, bang.

The straight black hair swayed in front of her eyes, like a veil with a good sag, lightly slipped from above, and landed on the face with half-opened red lips, leaving a trace of surprising coolness.

Frightened by the other party's sudden movement, the person lying on the table gasped, and then accidentally sucked the black hair that fell near the gap between his lips, clearly feeling the fragrance of the hair.

My heart was about to jump out of my throat.

Ruoqing was lying on the table, looking at Chanrong who suddenly pulled over her and pressed against her body, her heart beat like a drum.

"Little uncle?"

Being held down by the opponent's strong arm, Ruoqing swallowed as he looked at the person looking down at him from above.

This room is too dark.

Unlike the room that Qingyuan lit up with some light butterfly spirit stones, the light was not good, which made Ruoqing unable to see clearly the expression of Chanrong above.

"What are you doing?" Ruoqing was in pain from being pressed by him, her long brows were furrowed, without the kind and polite honorific titles like "Little Martial Uncle", she seemed a little impatient.

Regardless of whether Ruoqing is impatient or not, Chanrong lowered her head and deliberately spoke to her lips that were stuck to her long hair——

【Don't go. 】

"what happened to you?"

The same voice rang in my ears at the same time.

Ruoqing who was held down by Chanrong suddenly shuddered when she heard the phrase "What's wrong with you", and when she blinked again, the Chanrong in front of her eyes had disappeared.

At this moment, he was not held back by Chanrong, the tray in his hand did not fall, the bowls and chopsticks inside did not have any cracks, the teacup on the table behind him did not move, and even the slender wrist that was pulled maliciously did not feel any pain...

But what happened?

He turned his head and found that Chanrong was sitting behind him, not only did not come to hold him down like before, but he was even frowning at him.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing that Ruoqing didn't reply, Chanrong asked.

"……fine."

I don't know why I lost my mind again, and I don't know why I always think about Chanrong so much, Ruoqing closes her eyes, tries to forget the memory of being dragged by Chanrong, scolds herself in her heart, and said a little coldly: " Just not getting enough rest."

Yes.

Just not well rested.

Apart from not having a good rest, he can't say anything else...

But what happened to him?

Why does he always think of my junior uncle like this?

Not knowing what's wrong with him, Ruoqing quickly left Chanrong's room.After that, he didn't go far, and he met Li Xuanmian who was wearing light-colored clothes.

The other party looked at him with a smile on his face and said to him: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."