Mingdan agreed readily. Although there was a slight change in the process, Xu Jiaohe thought there would always be a way to solve it.
She asked You Wenyu to send a letter to Rumengshi, and the other party responded quickly, setting an auspicious day seven days later to pay homage to Emperor Wa and meet the Lord.
Xu Jiaohe unfolded the official invitation specially sent by Ru Mengshi, with the soul logo drawn on it using a secret method. He read it again, and then called You Wenyu who had completed the task of delivering the letter. He was about to hand it over and say goodbye: "Don't go, Sit down again, have a cup of tea, and talk to me."
You Wenyu was a little surprised that Xu Jiaohe, who had always been flirtatious and lukewarm towards him, would also take the initiative to win over him. But when he saw the beady eyes on the other side of the Eight Immortals table, he knew that the other party was either in trouble and wanted him to solve it, or they encountered trouble and wanted to discuss it with him.
"Master's mother's tea is always precious, but my disciple is disrespectful of it."
You Wenyu sat back and made a listening gesture.
Sure enough, Xu Jiaohe, who couldn't hide his words, changed his extremely friendly expression, drooped his eyebrows and pursed his lips and said: "What should we do, Wen Yu... don't you know yet, the sect master said that he also wants to follow us? Like a dream world.”
You Wenyu tightened his fingers on the teacup, but there was no special look on his face. He just asked: "What did the master's wife say when she mentioned this matter to the sect leader? How could the sect leader also be interested in the trip to Rumengshi?" Are you interested?"
"What can I say, other than repeating what Miss Wuying said..."
Xu Jiaohe thought about the excuse she had made on the edge of the back mountain and felt a little guilty. She raised her eyes and looked at You Wenyu for a few seconds. She couldn't hold back the pressure and said vaguely, "...I just didn't explain to the sect leader that it was for the power of Fange." But I told him that I wanted to pay homage to my husband’s mother.”
Feeling a little tired from sitting like this, she put down the invitation and changed her position, instead supporting the side of her face with her hands.
Without waiting for You Wenyu to answer, he continued to complain quietly to himself: "I don't know what the sect master will think of me when he finds out about this matter. Will he think that I am a liar who is only interested in profit and tells lies..."
You Wenyu wanted to talk last time, but Xu Jiaohe didn't give him a chance.
Now Xu Jiaohe confided all the anxiety in his heart and waited for the other party's comfort, but he fell silent again in a rare moment.
Xu Jiaohe looked at You Wenyu longingly and almost shook his sleeves to urge him to come up with an idea quickly.
The young man was quiet for a long time, but what he asked was completely incorrect: "Does the master care about what the sect leader thinks of you?"
Xu Jiaohe said confidently: "Of course I care."
Hearing her words, You Wenyu's eyes darkened slightly and his mood was in turmoil.
Xu Jiaohe, who was unaware, continued: "I used to live in the Shilang Mansion and earn a living under my aunt's mother. Now that I live in the Yunxian Sect, don't I just earn a living under the sect master? What if he wants to piss me off over this matter? If the law enforcement elder bullies me again in the future, who will help me suppress that old man?"
The concern she said was not what You Wenyu understood, but it did not prevent You Wenyu from scolding her as a heartless person in his heart.
In order to protect her, he forcibly raised his realm, and suffered internal injuries from climbing mountains. Only a few days later, he actually forgot all about it.
You Wenyu said in a low voice with a hint of resentment in his voice: "That time in the Mingjing Hall, it was the disciple who worked hard to save his master from the fire."
"What you said is correct, but you are not the leader of the Yunxian Sect."
Xu Jiaohe's mouth went dry as he spoke, so he poured half a cup of tea for himself, drank two sips of it, and in turn advised him, "If you want to live in the Yunxian Sect, you will have to live according to the face of the sect leader - you Now that I am about to become the master of the Jiange Pavilion, it never hurts to be respectful to the sect master like me. Otherwise, if something happens to you, do you still expect me, a weak woman, to stand up for you?"
The delicate voice, coupled with the principle of pretending to be someone who has come before, made You Wenyu laugh.
Naturally, he would not tell Xu Jiaohe that the identity of the master of the Jiange Pavilion was different from that of other elder pavilion masters.
More often than not, the relationship with Ming Dan is not one of superior and subordinate, but mutual benefit.
However, even if he is willing to say it, whether Xu Jiaohe, a little fool, can understand it is another matter.
You Wenyu tightened his lip line and lowered his eyebrows as he said, "Master's wife is right, Wen Yu took note of it."
"This is the right thing to do."
Xu Jiaohe looked at the young man opposite him from side to side, then suddenly leaned forward, shortening the distance between the two.
She bent down and lowered her voice, and said sincerely, "Master, what will happen to me in the rest of my life depends on whether you succeed...and oh, you have to fight for some energy and earn money for your dead master." Save face."
Since only Xu Jiaohe ate at the table every day, the size of the Eight Immortals table was much smaller.
Xu Jiaohe put her hand up to cover her lips, and her warm breath moved forward and gently blew on the tip of You Wenyu's nose.
With the scent of unknown flowers and trees, it is light and lingering.
You Wenyu suddenly felt that his heart was scratched by a cat, with an unclear itching feeling.
He tried to hide his emotional gaffe and brought the topic back to the first time Xu Jiaohe left him: "Actually, Master, you don't have to worry about the sect master's opinion of you. What exactly are you going to do in Rumengshi? He probably came down from us early in the morning to inspect I learned about it from the news about Master’s property.”
"ah?"
Xu Jiaohe groaned, her eyes were confused, and her bent waist was stiff on the spot.
"It's my fault that I didn't make it clear to Master's wife. Part of the income from Master's property must be handed over to the sect, so some of the subordinates working in the shop are from the Yunxian Sect. What happened to you in Fan Pavilion, I think they must have reported everything to the sect master."
"Are you saying that the sect leader has long been aware of my true purpose of going to Rumengshi?"
As these words came out, a wave of warmth flowed back through her heart and onto Xu Jiaohe's fair cheeks. With a bang, her cheekbones to the bottom of her eyelids turned red like sunset, half of them It was embarrassment, half apprehension.
...Now the secret is revealed.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I made such a big mistake..."
You Wenyu twirled his fingertips, thinking about how to coax his wife, who was about to explode in front of him.
He opened his mouth, intending to follow Xu Jiaohe's personality and blame all the fault on himself. A few more scoldings would cover up the matter, but when he thought of the sect leader who could not be separated from her words, he felt deep in his heart. A subtle thought suddenly occurred to me.
Then, You Wenyu said: "Master, it's not that I'm trying to overstep my bounds. I really have something to say that I'm not happy about."
"If the sect master had told you that he had already known about Fange's efforts to embarrass you before you came up with the excuse of worshiping your biological mother, you wouldn't have to rack your brains to deceive him to protect your image, right? ?"
"In my opinion, the sect leader made such an inquiry because he wanted to test you."
"You have to think carefully. If the sect master has no other plans, why can't he communicate with you openly and honestly?"
You Wenyu pretended to be thinking about Xu Jiaohe wholeheartedly, and pretended to analyze Mingdan's methods and purposes sincerely. He has a eloquent tongue and is good at confusing right and wrong. Xu Jiaohe was always stunned and thought that what he said was very reasonable.
Because Ming Dan's appearance was somewhat similar to her first love, Xu Jiaohe's subtle affection faded away in an instant.
After being disappointed, she felt that her mind was clearer than ever before, and she clenched her fists and said angrily: "I didn't expect that the sect master is such a person... But Wen Yu, why do you think the sect master is testing me like this?"
"Has Master Mu ever mentioned the "Shocking Sword Book" to the sect leader?"
Faced with "Shocking Sword Book" that suddenly appeared in her ears again and again, Xu Jiaohe no longer felt as nervous as when someone stepped on her tail. She rolled her eyes and looked at the door. The isolating array on the shelf whispered: "Not only did he mention it, he also danced a little in front of me, what is it called, the fifth level of Jingjian Jue, which is said to confuse the opponent and kill people invisible. "
"It's actually this heavy."
You Wenyu raised the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to smile, and Xu Jiaohe's eyes revealed another layer of unspeakable meaning, "Has Master Mu been deceived into doing something that shouldn't be done?"
His words hit the mark, Xu Jiaohe's eyes flickered a few times, and the "husband" unconsciously spoken to Mingdan was unblocked again.
Xu Jiaohe's face turned red completely: "You, please stop talking! Anyway, I understand."
"What do you know? Master, tell me everything you say."
You Wenyu is rarely tough, and the implicit meaning of his words seems to be to force Xu Jiaohe to choose between trusting himself or Mingdan.
Unfortunately, Xu Jiaohe, who was immersed in his own thoughts, did not notice the out of bounds in his tone, but said reluctantly: "If you know anything related to "Shocking Sword Book", don't mention it to anyone, even if it's... Neither can the sect leader.”
"Yeah, that's it."
You Wenyu smiled, his dark eyelashes standing like a flock of crows above Yuan Mo's gaze, "Even if it's me, Master, you don't need to mention it. After all, the cultivators in Xiaodongtian are more complicated things than monsters in this world. .”
His words reminded Xu Jiaohe of doubting his hatred that day.
Xu Jiaohe secretly wondered how a grown man could be so stingy.
But due to the situation, she had to rely on You Wenyu, so she swallowed, held her chin in both hands and said to him: "Don't keep remembering the things I misunderstood you about. Now in the entire Yunxian Sect, I trust the most You're not the only one...I did whatever you said."
The last sentence became quieter, almost breathy at the end.
But You Wenyu listened to every word.
He knew that Xu Jiaohe said many words and did many things not out of his true intentions, but was guided by his natural instinct to act according to the wind.
But he still felt it was useful, and there was a sinful and immoral sweetness on his tongue.
You Wenyu said softly: "Everything I do is to let my wife live a carefree life."
Xu Jiaohe couldn't stand his stickiness, so she lowered her eyes and nodded randomly.
The atmosphere in the room seemed to be sinking to a level that could bring Ji Ruotan back to life.
Xu Jiaohe was full of discomfort.
But speaking out some things will undoubtedly solidify what is tacitly understood, and will only make oneself passive.
There was nothing she could do, so she picked up an empty tea cup, poured another cup of tea, and handed it to You Wenyu: "Okay, the matter is settled, let's drink tea."
Now it was You Wenyu's turn to stare slightly: "Master's wife, why do you think you have solved the problem? You haven't finished the most important thing yet."
"Ah...what else is going on?"
"You want to go to the Dream World to worship the old lord, so you can't come empty-handed, right?"
