After falling in love with the general online, I won by doing nothing

Several people said that Qin Yuchuan was caught saying bad things, and they were embarrassed for a while.

Chen Huaner looked at Feng Qingyi and said, "We are all talking nonsense."

"Where did you hear that from?" Feng Qingyi was a little curious.

Chen Huaner: "That's what people say outside, but there is no smoke without fire. Miss Mu should be more cautious in choosing a husband."

It seems that no matter what era, there is no shortage of gossip.

"Then what else have you heard?"

Chen Huaner came to Feng Qingyi and said, "I'll tell you quietly, there is a guard in our house who saw General Qin and a guard beside him pulling and tugging, and it is said that their behavior is very intimate."

"Miss Mu is beautiful. While General Qin has not returned yet, you should cancel the engagement with him as soon as possible and choose another good man."

The others also echoed Chen Huaner.

"Huan'er is right. Besides, General Qin has killed many people. If you displease him, you might even be beheaded."

"This is too scary. Miss Mu, you should think about it carefully."

"..."

Feng Qingyi almost laughed out loud. Does Qin Yuchuan know that his reputation in Shengjing is so terrible?

"Thank you ladies, I will consider it."

After they left, Xuecha slowly said, "Miss Qingyi, they are all talking nonsense."

"The general has been fighting all these years and has no time to think about men and women."

"What they said about killing many people and having a homosexual habit is nonsense. Miss Qingyi, don't believe them."

Feng Qingyi smiled and said, "I still know that what you hear is false, and what you see is true. You don't have to worry, little girl."

"Then why did Miss Qingyi say that she would consider it just now?" Xuecha asked.

Feng Qingyi: "They didn't mean any harm, so I just said something along with them. Do you know where to eat? I'm a little hungry."

Because she didn't eat lunch, Feng Qingyi felt that she was starving now.

"Miss Qingyi, come with me to the dining room. The banquet will start later today, so go eat something to fill your stomach first."

After walking around the dining room and eating some cakes, Feng Qingyi felt that she was almost full, so she followed Xuecha back to the main hall.

It was noon, and there were more and more guests.

When Xuanyuan Xi saw Feng Qingyi coming back, he introduced her to everyone. Until the banquet started, the people in the main hall gradually dispersed.

Feng Qingyi looked at her watch. It was already 1:40. If she didn't go back, she might miss the afternoon class.

After saying goodbye to Xuanyuan Xi, Feng Qingyi found an empty corner. Just as she was about to leave, she saw Qian Jue sitting on the wall.

"What are you doing here?"

Qian Jue jumped down from the wall, "My little disciple, didn't I tell you to go to Wenyuan Pavilion to find me? Since you didn't come to me, I had no choice but to come to you in person."

"How about we talk another day? I really have something to do today, so I have to leave first."

Qian Jue: "Nothing is more important than learning from a master. Come with me."

Feng Qingyi didn't react before Qian Jue carried her over the wall. Soon, the two of them came to an open grassland.

Feng Qingyi squatted on the ground and retched. She used to yearn for the feeling of flying, but now she regretted it. This feeling is even worse than motion sickness!

"My little disciple, you are not pregnant before marriage, are you?"

Feng Qingyi squatted on the side, "You are pregnant before marriage! What are you going to do?"

Qian Jue: "You are my disciple now, I have to show you my family background. Do you see the mountain in the distance?"

"From today on, the mountain is yours. Just think of it as the first gift from your master to you."

What's the use of her having a mountain? This guy doesn't look very reliable.

"Hurry up and leave. I have to go back to class."

In order to prevent him from finding out the problem, Feng Qingyi decided to drive him away first and then use the space-time teleportation array.

"What class? I'll take you to patrol the mountain today!"

Feng Qingyi looked at her watch. It was already past two o'clock. She would be late even if she went back.

She glared at Qian Jue fiercely, "What are you going to do?"

Qian Jue picked up Feng Qingyi again and went to the opposite mountain.

Outside the cabin halfway up the mountain, Qian Jue put Feng Qingyi down.

Feng Qingyi sat on the ground directly, "Just tell me, are you kidding me!"

Qian Jue: "How could it be, little apprentice, hurry in and see my masterpiece."

Feng Qingyi had no intention of moving at all. She was not only nauseous and wanted to vomit, but also dizzy.

Qian Jue threw a medicine bottle to Feng Qingyi, "Just take one pill, you are too weak."

Feng Qingyi looked at the bottle for a long time, a little hesitant, this wouldn't be some kind of poison!

"Are you afraid that I will poison you to death?" Qian Jue snatched the bottle and took a pill and swallowed it.

Feng Qingyi then poured out a pill and put it into her mouth. After a moment, Feng Qingyi found that she seemed to have recovered her vitality.

"At such a young age, you are quite vigilant. Hurry in and take a look."

Pushing open the door of the cabin, it was filled with paintings, all of which were mounted and placed neatly.

Feng Qingyi took a closer look and found that his level was indeed much higher than hers, and he had the style of the first painter.

"How is it, am I qualified to be your master?"

Feng Qingyi rolled her eyes. He brought her here just to see his paintings, which was a bit boring.

"I'm really busy. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving first."

Feng Qingyi hurriedly walked out of the cabin, pressed her phone, and returned to the villa.

Qian Jue looked at the place where Feng Qingyi disappeared, "This little apprentice is still a good student! It's so boring!"

I remember when he was in school, he skipped classes every day and still ranked first in the exam. What's the point of attending classes step by step every day?

Feng Qingyi returned to the villa and hurried to the teaching building with her textbooks.

"Qingyi, what are you doing? You just came after this class." Shen Hanyue asked.

Feng Qingyi sighed, "It's hard to put it into words!"

The one named Qian Jue was obviously an old man with a white beard, but he was so strong that she was carried flying like a chicken.

The feeling was like going to heaven. It seemed that she would have to avoid him when she went to Shengjing in the future. She didn't want to experience it again.

He also insisted on being her master, but she never agreed. She always felt that this man was a little weird.

Shen Hanyue: "I just told the teacher that you were not feeling well and asked me to ask for leave for you. Don't let it slip later."

Feng Qingyi nodded: "Thank you."

Because he behaved well on weekdays, Feng Qingyi left a pretty good impression on teachers in various subjects.

When she was late this time, the teacher just thought she was sick and showed a few more words of concern and did not pursue any further investigation.