"Especially after what that bastard Zheng Qingyun caused, if I can't see the master, I will... just feel very uncomfortable. Every time I see Sister Ruyi and the master together, and the master has eyes full of Sister Ruyi, I Just...just so sad...so sad, and seems a little angry..."
Yang Ying raised her fist and put it down again, her face slumped on the table: "I'm probably sick."
Yuanlu's hand repairing the butterfly wings trembled, and he bit his lip:
"Taoist Master Jingting and Brother Qian are better at seeing a doctor, but Sister Ruyi is very kind to Your Highness. When Sister Ruyi found out about Zheng Qingyun's hijacking of you, she and Brother Jingting were killed. But Zheng Qingyun, His Highness did not see Zheng Qingyun's miserable state.
He can't speak now. Most of the bones in his body have been broken. Even several bones in his fingers were removed. Brother Qian looked at it and said that he didn't die during the process. It was considered to be Brother Jingting's superb medical skills. But he didn't live for more than a few days. "
"She deserves it! Who told him to burst into my room at night and touch..."
Yang Ying's face turned red with anger, and she quickly covered her mouth mid-sentence.
"What are you touching? Your Highness! He is scornful of you!" Yuanlu stood up abruptly and put down the butterfly in his hand that was still being repaired.
"No, no, he just wanted to be scornful of me, but I'm so powerful now. I punched him and knocked him away. When he ran out, he seemed to have vomited blood."
Speaking of this, Yang Ying became happy. The girl waved her gadgets and narrowed her eyes.
"No matter how bad Zheng Qingyun is, he has been a palace guard for several years. His Highness has no power to tie a chicken. Could it be that His Highness has developed a sense of energy?"
Yuanlu's face was full of disbelief: "It has only been a few days, your highness is really talented."
"I don't know either."
Yang Ying's little fist waved twice in the air, "Can you feel it?"
"This is simple. Although my internal strength is poor, it is still easy to detect whether a person has internal strength."
Yuan Lu smiled and looked at Yang Ying: "Give me your hand."
Putting Yang Ying's hand on the table, Yuan Lu put his hand on Yang Ying's pulse gate, wanting to use his own internal power to explore it.
As soon as the internal energy entered his body, Yuan Lu's face turned pale, and the hand on Yang Ying's pulse gate suddenly retracted.
"What's wrong?"
The little princess looked at Genroku who felt like he was electrocuted.
"Such a strong internal force. I just wanted to use the internal force to explore His Highness's Dantian, but as soon as the internal force entered the body, it was knocked out."
Yuanlu moved his sore and numb fingers.
"So I have inner strength!" The little girl's eyes lit up.
"His Highness has just started practicing martial arts. Even if he has inner strength, he cannot be so tyrannical. This inner strength is extremely pure and pure. It is... Brother Jingting's inner strength. You can't feel it at ordinary times. As long as you are in danger, it will appear to protect you... "
Yuan Lu lowered his eyes and picked up the butterfly on the table, which had not yet been repaired.
"Master..." The little girl's eyes were red again.
"Brother Jingting is a good master." Yuan Lu gently fiddled with the butterfly's wings.
"Yuanlu, tell me, when can I develop my inner strength? I meditate every day. Although I fall asleep after sitting for a while, I do it every day..."
Yang Ying pouted with a hint of grievance in her voice: "I really want to be as powerful as the master and be able to protect everyone."
"Your Highness, you are already protecting everyone, and your mission to Anguo is to protect the people of both countries."
Yuan Lu looked into Yang Ying's eyes: "You protect the people, and I will protect you."
"Even if it means risking my life." Yuan Lu looked at Yang Ying's face and silently recited these words in his heart.
"Master will protect me."
Yang Ying smiled and said: "But Yuanlu, you are so kind. Brother Yuanzhou, Brother Qian and others treat me as a child. I have not had many friends since I was a child. You are my best friend."
"Hehe." The young man blushed, scratched his head, and smiled a little naively.
In the flickering shadow of the candle, a wooden butterfly flapped its wings and slowly rose into the sky amid the girl's laughter.
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"I am jealous."
Watching Ren Ruyi walk out of Li Tongguang's room, these were Jingting's first words.
"He is my apprentice."
Ren Ruyi's voice sounded a little strange: "I'm still young~I don't understand feelings~"
"Yang Ying is only sixteen, and Li Tongguang is already twenty-three. Logically speaking, his children should be able to speak by now."
"Hmph~"
Ren Ruyi turned his head to the side: "Go find your apprentice. We had a very happy chat by the window just now."
"She made Yuanlu angry, so I let her calm her down, that's all."
Jingting took Ren Ruyi's hand, and the woman struggled but did not let go.
"You're so promising. You are here, and Yang Ying can actually do things by herself. Normally in class, she has to look at you first before she can turn the book obediently." Ren Ruyi rolled her eyes.
"Take your time."
Jingting grabbed Ren Ruyi's soft little hand: "She will always understand that dependence is not the same as love. She is my apprentice. She can rely on me in this life, but I still hope that she can find the person she loves and be happy. lifetime."
"I hope so." Ren Ruyi didn't want to break away this time.
"Li Tongguang likes you a little."
"Maybe there are some, but those are all things that happened when I was young. I left Andu six years ago and we have never seen each other again. He was only seventeen that year. His mother died of illness the following year. I rushed back to comfort him. Two sentences, he didn’t even see me.”
Ren Ruyi shrugged: "He should have given up long ago."
“Things that cannot be obtained when one is young will eventually trap one’s life.”
Jingting leaned forward slightly, close to Ren Ruyi's ear: "Miss Ruyi, you underestimate your own charm."
"What about you? When you were young, was there anything you couldn't get?"
"I met you five years ago, when Pindao was also seventeen."
Under the moonlight, Jingting looked at Ren Ruyi's face: "A woman who was seriously injured and still on the run donated almost all the money she had to a Taoist temple. She was so stupid and terrible. You said you would come back, and I just waited and waited. Ah, five years have passed and you haven't come back, so Pindao had no choice but to go down the mountain to look for you, but luckily I found you."
"What if you can't find me?"
"The poor Taoist will continue to search, traveling through thousands of rivers and mountains, until he closes his eyes for the last time..."
Before Jingting could finish speaking, Ren Ruyi stood on tiptoes and kissed her fiercely.
Gently hugging Ren Ruyi's back, Jingting closed her eyes.
"Stinky Taoist, keep your dirty hands away! Don't touch my master!"
A voice interrupted their movements. They turned their heads and Li Tongguang, who looked pale, rushed out of the room with his sword in hand.
"Li Tongguang! Do you know how determined Pindao was before he decided to spare your life?"
In the night wind, Jingting pulled Ren Ruyi behind him, and the violent internal force rolled up the dead leaves all over the sky. The Taoist opened his hand, and a sharp sword made of fallen leaves appeared in his palm, withered and yellow like blood.
