Disciple's rebellion

Mi was startled.

How to answer this question?

...Said it was you, would it give this child a great impact?

At the same time, Mi Chen knew that Ning Jie had developed such affection for him before he went to Rushan.

Seeing that Mi Chen pursed his lips and remained silent, Ning Jie's heart sank slowly.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he noticed that everything was wrong. First, it was the master's attitude towards him, then the attitude of returning to the state, and finally... it was the master's Chu Yuan.

I didn't notice the master's Chuyuan at a distance from the master before, but now I touched my two fingers, and found that the master's Chuyuan was taken away by someone who came out of nowhere.

Thinking of this, Ning Jie raised his eyes to look at Mi Chen, seeing his face was blue and white, his heart was even heavier.

He clenched Mi Chen's hand tightly, and said softly: "Master..." He pursed his lips, thought for a long time, and continued softly: "Men|huan|female|love, this is a common thing in ancient times. Although Liang Ling pays attention to restraint |Desire|restraint, but master, don't be ashamed of it..."

Ning Jie paused, endured the blood surging in his body, and continued: "If the other party is a person whom the master likes, this is a matter of high water and low flow, and taking advantage of the trend. If the other party is forcing..."

Ning Jie couldn't continue speaking.

His master is Miwu Immortal Venerable, who in this world can force him? !

Thinking in this way, Ning Jie slowly withdrew his hands, closed his eyes, and pursed his lips tightly to relieve the turbulent acid water in his heart.

The redness on Mi Chen's face made him ache.

Fortunately, Ning Jie stopped, he felt that if Ning Jie continued, he would really be boiled.

Mi Chen didn't want to mention these too private matters, but seeing that Ning Jie's mood was extremely low, his intolerance and pity for him suddenly surpassed the shame and embarrassment of taking the initiative to talk about it.

He raised his hand to hold Ning Jie's face gently, and approached slightly: "A Jie, listen carefully to my next words. About me, Chu Yuan..."

Before Mi Chen could finish speaking, Fu Song said outside the pavilion: "Brother, I heard from Guijing that my brothers and sisters have lost their memory. Seeing that the lights in your room are still on, have you not rested yet? Would it be convenient to see me and Wang Yi now? "

siblings?

Ning Jie frowned.

There are only him and the master in the blue mountain, who will Fu Song call as his brother and sister?

An idea suddenly popped into Ning Jie's mind.

His heart trembled, and he immediately came back to his senses.

After regaining consciousness, Mi Shen's cold and delicate face came into his eyes again, making that idea wave the flag again in his mind, burning like a flame.

Ning Jie hurriedly turned his eyes away, looked at the pitch-black environment around him, and said in his heart: Fu Song must know that Master has not rested yet, so he made a sound.

Mi Chen couldn't let Fu Song hang out, so he let go of his hands and straightened up. San Ling lit up the fire roses in the room, and said softly, "A Song, go to the study and wait for me."

Fu Song was not surprised, and replied: "Okay."

When the lights were turned on, Mi Chen realized that Ning Jie hadn't taken off his clothes, and he wasn't sleeping on the ice bed where the mattresses of the two often misaligned, but on a soft bed that was close to the ice bed and lower than it.

Mi Chen lowered his eyes and brushed off the wrinkled sleeves of Ning Jie, and said softly, "Ah Jie, tidy up, let's go to the study to meet Ah Song and the two of them."

Seeing Mi Chen stand up, Ning Jie's heart that was about to burst due to his approach eased back.

He stood up, gently smoothed his slightly wrinkled clothes, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes."

When he arrived at the study, Ning Jie was stunned for a moment when he saw Wang Yi, who was dressed in red but was shattered from his body.

When Wang Yi saw Mi Chen coming, he raised his hand and saluted him respectfully. After the salute, seeing Ning Jie's eyes were blank, he showed his charming smile again: "Brother and sister, long time no see."

Hearing Wang Yi calling his brothers and sisters, Ning Jie's heart throbbed again, but because of the speculation in his heart before, it quickly returned to normal at this time.

He walked up to Wang Yi and asked, "You..."

Wang Yi smiled calmly: "It seems that Brother Ning really forgot. I acted softly before, mainly because I was worried that others would see that Yixin next to Ah Song was me."

Not long after the war ended, Wang Yi had been waiting for Ning Jie to ask.He knew that Ning Jie had long suspected that there was something wrong with Yixin, but he did not expect that what he was waiting for was the news of his travels.

In the end, this question was asked by Wang Yi himself, Ning Jie, but at that time Ning Jie just put it lightly - he had already guessed it and dismissed him.

Before, Wang Yi knew in his heart that he would not see Ning Jie's stunned expression on this question, but unexpectedly he would see it six years later!

It's so unpredictable.

Mi Chen said to Fu Song: "A Song, you have seen it too, this is the situation."

Fu Song walked into Ning Jie, opened his sleeves, and channeled spiritual power to his wrist.

Ning Jie already felt uncomfortable when Fu Song held his wrist, but seeing that Mi Chen completely trusted Fu Song, he frowned and tried to endure the discomfort.

After the spiritual power circulated Ning Jie for a week, Fu Song withdrew his hand and said, "It's Shen Dixiang."

Mi Chen asked: "What is that?"

Fu Song pointed to the lavender flower next to the jade hook on the table, and said: "This is agarwood, the fragrance you smelled in Jiangfu before is a mixture of agarwood and manjusawa. "

Fu Song turned around to look at Ning Jie as she spoke, she said softly, "Low your head."

Ning Jie looked back at Mi Chen.

After seeing Mi Chen nod her head, she lowered her head obediently.

"Hi~"

Fu Song gently pressed somewhere, and Ning Jie was caught off guard and felt a pain, and couldn't hold back the hissing pain.

Seeing this, Mi Chen hurriedly came to Fu Song's side and asked, "A Song, is he injured here?"

Fu Song withdrew his hands lightly, looked at his brother, and replied: "Well, there is an injury here. His amnesia this time is caused by agarwood."

There was a trace of worry in Mi Chen's eyes: "Then what medicine can be used to cure it?"

Fu Song raised Mi Chen's hand, and immediately cut open his fingertips with spiritual power, dripped the blood on Mi Chen's hand, and said softly: "Take a drop of blood to heal the wound on his head, and wait until the next day when Shen stacks up." When the effect of the flower dissipates, all his memories will be restored."

Mi Chen couldn't stop him, so he had to drink Fu Song's blood to Ning Jie.

Fu Song healed the wound on his hand with spiritual power, turned around and gave Wang Yi a wink.

Wang Yi immediately understood what Fu Song meant, and said to Ning Jie: "Brother Ning, I will take you to the ice room to help you heal your injuries."

Ning Jie looked at Mi Chen hesitantly.

Mi Chen also felt that Ning Jie might feel uncomfortable in his room after losing his memory, so he nodded in agreement.

Ning Jie's eyelashes twitched slightly, and immediately pulled himself together and followed Wang Yi out.

He thought to himself: That's fine, I just want to ask Wang Yi about something, and it might not be convenient if the master is around.

Fu Song naturally didn't miss Ning Jie's little expression.

This character was created by her, although sometimes some of his actions did surprise her, but she also had a rough idea of ​​his temper.

When he was thinking about something in his heart, he might hide it from his brother, but he couldn't hide it from himself who created him.

After the two left, Mi Chen looked at Fu Song and said, "A Song, what do you want to say to me after sending them away?"

Fu Song said quickly: "Brother, do you think he has changed after being with you?"

Mi Chen was taken aback, he didn't expect Fu Song to ask himself this question.

He thought for a long time, and said seriously, "I don't know."

Fu Song lowered his head and thought for a moment, then changed his way and continued to ask: "How is he doing in bed?"

The redness on Mi Chen's cheeks suddenly rose.

Fu Song said seriously: "Brother, you don't have to avoid me, I can guess something if you don't tell me. For example, he likes to cover your eyes, likes to restrain you from behind, and prefers to hear your broken voice... "

Mi Chen couldn't help coughing.

He can't, even if it's his own sister, he can't accept listening to his sister talking about these things, and it's about himself!

Mi Shen said: "A Song, how do you know?"

Although it's embarrassing, I have to admit that Ah Song is right.

Ning Jie usually treats him with extreme gentleness, but when it comes to that, he is a little forced and wild.

Thinking of this, Mi Chen also sensed something was wrong.

At first, Mi Chen was a little embarrassed to look at Ning Jie, but sometimes he also wanted to see Ning Jie's face flushed with emotion, but he always used kisses or other things to draw his attention away.

It's normal to do it once or twice, but hiding every time is indeed a problem.

Seeing that Mi Chen's expression gradually became serious, Fu Song couldn't help sighing, and said, "Brother, he is not as strong as we imagined. Maybe he has grown a lot in terms of spiritual power and mood after going through so much. But with you, he still feels insecure."

These things should not have been pointed out by Fu Song in the first place, but Mi Chen should be aware of them later.

But when it happened, she no longer wanted to sit on the sidelines.

Fu Song can understand Ning Jie's sense of loss and fear of falling from a high altitude.

Sometimes she also thought that her brother's life might be a dream, and she also felt the fear that the dream would be shattered at some point.

Fu Song took a step back, bowed to Mi Chen, and said, "Brother, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."

After saying that, Fu Song left the study room, leaving room for Mi Chen to meditate by himself.

The lights were flickering, only Mi Chen was left in the huge Thief Blue Pavilion.

He took off the sound wood from the bun, rubbed it for a moment, and looked down for a long time.

……

Mi Chen woke up in the scent of flowers, he found that he was not in the study, but in the inner room, and the stuff inside had also been removed.

Mi was stunned for a moment, picked up his outer robe from the hanger and hurriedly put it on, then wanted to leave the inner room to find Ningjie.

As soon as he reached the door and opened it, he almost collided with Ning Jie who came in.

"Ah Chen." Ning Jie smiled.

When Mi Chen heard the familiar address and saw the undisguised affection in Ning Jie's eyes, he knew that he had recovered his memory.

Ning Jie gently pushed Mi Chen to the table, he took off the cup from the spirit vine and put it in front of Mi Chen, saying: "This is the peach blossom chicken porridge I made for you, please taste it quickly. "

Mi Chen sat down following Ning Jie's wishes, picked up the spoon and took a sip.

Ning Jie looked at him and smiled, "Ah Chen, how does it taste?"

Mi Chen put down the spoon and replied: "As always, the taste is very good."

The smile on Ning Jie's face deepened: "That's good."

Mi Chen pursed her lips, and said, "You...have all your memories from the past few years recovered?"

When Ning Jie heard Mi Chen mention this, he unconsciously grabbed his hand and said softly, "Ah Chen, did you scare you yesterday?"

Mi Chen shook his head, "No, I'm just worried about your body."

Ning Jie looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Ah Chen, I swear, the situation yesterday will not happen again in the future, and I will be more cautious in choosing flowers."

Listening to Ning Jie's words, Mi Chen also felt that he was constantly rubbing his hand.

This action was not quite the same as comforting, it seemed that Ning Jie was a little anxious and uneasy.

Mi Chen turned his eyes to look at the peony in the vase, and asked, "I remember it was peony yesterday, did you come here early in the morning to change it?"

Ning Jie didn't know why Mi Chen suddenly mentioned such an ordinary thing, he showed a trace of hesitation on his face, and then replied: "Ah Chen, why...why did you suddenly mention flowers?"

Mi Chen could see the uneasiness in Ning Jie's eyes completely.He said again: "The clothes on your body are from yesterday, right?"

Ning Jie resisted the panic of being overwhelmed, and silently admitted with downcast eyes.

After Pingdan recovered his memory, Ning Jie hurried back to Qianlan, and seeing Mi Chen calmed down slightly, he hugged Mi Chen who was sleeping on the desk to the room, then gently removed the obstructing bag, and put on a new one. Flowers, go to the kitchen to cook.

... After a trip, there is really no time to change clothes.

Mi Chen took out the spirit bag, took out the brocade box that Chu Meng had turned over before, took out the red dress inside, and handed it to Ning Jie, saying: "Go and change your clothes. After changing, I have something to tell you."

Ning Jie looked at the red clothes and his heart trembled, as if he understood what Mi Chen wanted to say to him.

But there was still uneasiness in his heart. Although he took the clothes, he held them in his arms and refused to leave.

Mi Chen stood up, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, looked into his eyes and said, "Go."

Only then did Ning Jie stand up, and after kissing Mi Chen back on the lips, he carried the clothes and went to the hanger to take off the blue robe and put on this red one.

After Ning Jie finished changing, Mi Chen walked up to Ning Jie, stretched out his hand to gently smooth the wrinkles on it, lowered his eyebrows and said with a faint smile, "Mm, it fits very well."

Ning Jie grabbed Mi Chen's hand and said softly, "Ah Chen, did you make this suit?"

Mi Chen responded softly, and said: "It was done in those three years. After you left, one day Nandi's miss for you walked out from the secret passage behind the ice room. On the way, I saw someone wearing red clothes. I suddenly realized that you would look better than that man in a red dress, so I bought some cloth and needlework."

Speaking of this, Mi Chen lightly brushed the simple rose and lotus leaf pattern on it, "I only know these two patterns, so the decoration is simpler."

Ning Jie leaned over and kissed him very preciously on the forehead.

When the atmosphere reached this point, Mi Chen also let go.

He looked up at Ning Jie and asked, "A Jie, do you always feel that my liking for you is sudden? Do you think my feelings for you are dependent and guilty?"

Ning Jie was stunned for a moment, and immediately said anxiously: "Ah Chen, I didn't..."

"Ah Jie, don't be in a hurry to deny it." Mi said calmly.

Ning Jie lowered his eyes and kept stroking Mi Chen's hand.

Mi Chen said softly: "If you have been raised by my side and have experienced these things in the end, maybe I really feel guilty for you, and being with you is compensation."

Ning Jie's heart skipped a beat, and immediately became heavy.

Mi Chen caressed Ning Jie's face, and said softly, "That's not it."

Perhaps taking Ning Jie as his apprentice at the beginning was indeed based on the plot designed by Ah Song, but afterward, Mi Chen could clearly know that it was his intention to protect Ning Jie, not because of the plot, because in the plot, Mi Chen always He was cold towards Ning Jie, accepting him as a disciple was only to find out that he was Ning Nian's son, and to accept him for the sake of an old friend.

Mi Chen continued: "According to Ah Song's design, I was originally a stepping stone for senior brother, but later I was born with a demon and wanted to destroy this world, and then became your stepping stone."

Mi Chen smiled wryly, "You don't actually know my temperament before. I used to... have some resentment in my bones. I don't want to be a stepping stone for brother Liang Ling, but... I am somewhat willing to be a stepping stone for you."

Ning Jie clenched Mi Chen's hand: "Master..."

Mi Chen continued: "In the past, my grandfather and master forced me to practice in the ice room all year round, but I always sneaked out through the secret path. Later, I became more sensible and rarely went out. But I was really willing to be restrained because I don't want you to get hurt."

Now that Ning Jie has recovered his memory, he knows that Liang Ling recognized him back then because Ah Chen said that his cultivation could reach the level of being able to withstand the formation and open the gate of heaven in ten years.

That's why he practiced desperately after feigning death.

Mi Chen condensed a fresh and tender rose with spiritual power, and then sucked the spirit to dry it up.

"Perhaps because of being imprisoned for many years, I yearn for the outside world and freedom. For flowers, I think they should not be picked, but should bloom proudly on the branches, spreading their fragrance wantonly in the air."

Saying that, Mi Chen put the dry rose into the teacup on the table.

The dry roses were quickly soaked in warm tea, and the shriveled petals stretched out again, exuding a delicate fragrance.

Mi Chen frowned as the petals relaxed, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "Later you said, what would happen if you and I were mortals? I thought about it, if you were mortals, the flowers you brought back from afar would definitely be A little withered."

He raised his eyes to look at Ning Jie, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "But I suddenly found that dried flowers are also very good. Although they are dry, but this is your heart, you and I can still look at the flowers that came to our house from a long distance. Bloom again."

Tears welled up from the corners of Ning Jie's eyes: "Ah Chen..."

Mi Chen said softly: "Because I like you, I can let go and even accept that it is difficult to travel far and wantonly. I am willing to wait here for you, and wait for you to return with a flower, put it in the water, and watch it bloom together."

Mi Chen gently held Ning Jie's face, kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Ah Jie, do you understand? I love you, not because of your hallucinations created by years of delusion, but because I really love you. "

Ning Jie hugged Mi Chen tightly in his arms, and said softly with tears in his eyes, "Well, you are not my delusions, but Qingfeng that I really hold in my arms."

The rebellion boldly changed his teacher into his wife, but this is not an illusion produced by years of torture, but a real embrace.

From then on, facing the wind and waiting for the moon, loving each other day by day, and sticking to each other every night, fulfilled the long-cherished wish of this year.

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The author has something to say:

I have actually been struggling with this term, because Shizun and Ah Jie are known to the world, so it seems a bit inappropriate to use this term again.

After thinking about it later, the two have special identities, and some obvious affection really shouldn't appear in front of everyone and be trampled on.

So it's good for the two of you to know some affection and some interest, and this word also fulfilled Ah Jie's wish to invite Master to admire the flowers under the moon.

Originally, I wanted to write a relationship scene between my parents, because I thought the two of them were very interesting, but after thinking about it, I, the king of deviation, might run even more deviation, so I dismissed this idea.

Finally, I want to say thank you to everyone, thank you for liking this story.

Give you a comparison! ! !Love you guys! ! !