Ning Yuanzhou was reluctant to fight Yuan Lu.
Qian Zhao, Yu Shisan and Sun Lang were also reluctant to part with them.
So the four of them discussed it, locked Yuan Lu in the room, and used threats and inducements. Xiao Zhi persuaded Yuan Lu with emotion and reason, and persuaded him sincerely for half an hour.
Nothing was persuaded.
After waiting for a while to no avail, Jingting and Ren Ruyi had returned to the room.
"This guy Yuanlu has a pretty tough mouth."
Jingting took off her Taoist robe and sat down at the table.
"Don't you go see your apprentice."
Ren Ruyi took Jingting's Taoist robe and folded it, took out a clean one and handed it to Jingting, and put the two people's changes of clothes into the package.
"She was still sleeping in. Yuanlu said she was too sleepy until midnight. No... she didn't even eat breakfast."
Jingting poured a cup of tea and handed it to Ren Ruyi: "Let her sleep. It won't be too late to call her after we set off."
"Zheng Qingyun was killed by Yang Ying."
Ren Ruyi took the tea cup.
"How is that possible? She even had to prepare herself for a while to prick the apple."
"Can you use your brains and think about it, besides your apprentice, who in this world can make Yuan Lu keep secret, not even Ning Yuanzhou."
Ren Ruyi looked at Jingting and continued: "In the past few days, the two of them have been together every day. I think Yuan Lu has a crush on Yang Ying."
"Hiss~"
Jingting stood up.
"Are you going to find your apprentice?"
"No, Pindao go and break the legs of that bastard Yuanlu."
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After walking twice around the door of the solitary room in Yuanlu Guan, Jingting finally walked into Yang Ying's room.
The girl curled up and fell asleep on the bed, her brows knitted together and her little face turned pale.
Jingting sat down along the edge of the bed, and touched Yang Ying's eyebrows with her fingers. It seemed as if she felt Jingting's arrival. The girl's eyebrows relaxed, her head subconsciously leaned towards Jingting, and her curled up body also stretched a little. .
After a while, Yang Ying opened her eyes after being told.
What caught her eye was the figure that protected her in the dream just now.
"Master~!"
The girl rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes, called Jingting in a sweet voice, and threw herself into the Taoist's arms.
"What's wrong~"
Jingting hugged Yang Ying, who was hanging on her body, and patted the girl's back.
"Hmm~"
The girl didn't say anything, she just kept getting into Jingting's arms.
"Okay, okay, master, I don't blame you. Tell me why you killed Zheng Qingyun?"
Jingting looked at the girl in his arms and smiled.
"Master~ I've been having nightmares, I'm so scared."
Yang Ying pouted her little mouth: "Every time in my dream, Zheng Qingyun comes out and scolds me, and I just...I just...I just wanted to scold him a few words at first, but when I saw him, I became impulsive, Master~ Sorry~"
"There is no need to apologize. Zheng Qingyun deserves to die."
Jingting stroked the girl's long hair: "Ying'er, you have to remember that you are the King of Ceremony now, and you can no longer apologize casually."
"I am not the King of Gifts when I am with the Master. In fact, after having the Master, being Yang Ying is much happier than being the King of Gifts."
My sister-in-law hugged Jingting tightly: "Master, you said you would always protect me, right?"
"Yes, you are my apprentice."
"What if I made a mistake?"
Yang Ying sat in Jingting's arms, raising her head and looking at Jingting
"What mistake did you make?"
"No...no...just in case, just in case."
"It depends on how big the mistake is, but don't worry, even if you make any mistakes, the master will support you and stand on your side."
Jingting picked up Yang Ying and let her sit on the bed: "That boy Yuanlu, your brother Yuanzhou put him in solitary confinement in order not to tell you about the murder. Go and confess to your brother Yuanzhou and save him." How about coming out~"
"Okay~"
Yang Ying grabbed Jingting's sleeve: "Master, can you go with Ying'er?"
"Master won't go. Master is afraid that his leg will be broken."
"ah?"
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After comforting Yang Ying, Jingting returned to her room.
Ren Ruyi had already packed her luggage for the road and was sitting at the table drinking tea.
"what happened?"
Seeing Jingting come in, Ren Ruyi asked.
"She had nightmares about Zheng Qingyun violating her. When she went to Zheng Qingyun's place, she wanted to scold him, but she impulsively stabbed him."
Jingting sat down, took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp: "These days you have been teaching her self-defense techniques and letting her practice using daggers. I have already checked and found that her muscles and veins have been nourished by my inner strength. It is normal for people practicing martial arts to have murderous intentions when they are about to feel angry."
"It's just that once the murderous intention is too much, you will fall into evil ways." Ren Ruyi followed Jingting's words.
"She is a good child with a pure nature, and we are still around, so she won't do it."
Jingting nodded, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.
"Is the tea delicious?"
"Huzhou Zisun, Mei Niang gave me a good tea, of course it tastes good."
Jingting put down the teacup: "Your tea-making skills are getting better and better."
"I didn't pick it up."
Ren Ruyi picked up the teacup and looked at it carefully: "This teapot was here as soon as we returned to the room, and from last night until we returned to the room in the morning, we were always together and never separated."
"Maybe it was Lao Ning or Shi San who brewed it. They like the Huzhou purple bamboo shoots and often come to get some. Maybe they had a conscience when they picked it up and brewed a pot by the way."
"Oh~ Ning Yuanzhou and Yu Shisan, did you use saponins this morning?"
Ren Ruyi turned the bottom of the tea cup over to face the Taoist: "There are traces of soap locust on the bottom of this tea cup. It must have been accidentally rubbed on by soap locust powder on the hand. This tea was made by Yang Ying to wash off the blood stains on her body this morning. After that, come and take a dip.”
"It's the disciple's filial piety." Jingting nodded.
"She saw that you liked drinking this tea, and she went out for a night. She wanted you to drink it when you came back, so she secretly came in and brewed it."
Ren Ruyi stared at Jingting seriously: "Jingting, this is no longer filial piety. She calls you master, but she already regards you as her lover in her heart! Just like... Li Tongguang..."
"It seems that we are really a perfect match when it comes to teaching disciples."
"Be serious."
"Give her some time and she'll understand."
Jingting moved closer to Ren Ruyi: "Or, are you so unsure of yourself that she can take me away from you?"
"Hmph, little girl, I don't take her seriously!"
"Then it's over."
Jingting hugged Ren Ruyi into her arms and gave her a gentle peck: "I didn't even slap Li Tongguang to death. Isn't that because I have absolute confidence in our relationship? I believe in you, and you have to believe in me."
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After two and a half hours of preparation, the mission, together with Li Tongguang's Yulin Guards, embarked on a journey to Andu.
He County, suburbs, Tutu Temple.
As soon as the autumn wind blows, the wind chimes ring.
On the branches of the marriage tree, dense red silk floats. If you look carefully, you can see that most of the red silk has the name of a Taoist priest written on it.
