Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

"I feel like I have no regrets in my life when I can see such a quatrain!"

Surprised, surprised, and incredulous...... A variety of colors appear on the headroom face.

He carefully held the paper figure in his hand, as if he were looking at a peerless treasure, and even dared not touch it easily.

"What did Brother Chen write, is it really so powerful?"

Seeing this, the other little monks and nuns also couldn't hide their curiosity and stepped forward.

Jingkong immediately blocked the text on the paper figure, shook his head and said,

"This poem has to be sent to Shuiyun Academy, and it can't be read by anyone anymore."

But you don't have to worry, it won't be long before you know this poem. "

How soon?" said

several monks and nuns, looking a little puzzled.

"But if it's sent to a place so far away from Shuiyun Academy, how can we have a chance to see it?"

"Of course there is, because in less than a month, this poem will definitely spread throughout the entire Xuanfeng Dynasty!"

......

After separating from Jingkong and the others, Chen Ning returned to the village in the afterglow of the stars and moonlight.

On the way back, I took a detour to the town and bought a lilac hairpin worth more than 20 taels.

When I arrived in Ning'an Village, it was already late at night, and every household in the village had turned off the lights, leaving only a candlelight flickering in my own home.

"What about Qing Yan's girl?"

Gently opening the door of the second bedroom, Chen Ning found Qing Yan who had fallen asleep.

This girl seems to have accidentally fallen asleep shortly after taking a bath, and she was only wearing a light gauze skirt, which was still looming because of the water droplets.

She reclined on the edge of the barrel, her jade legs slender and warm, her beautiful snow-white feet bare, and her toes as small as tender lotus root buds.

Chen Ning smiled helplessly and gently shook Qing Yan's shoulders.

"Wake up quickly, I dare to sleep here without drying my body, and I am not afraid of catching a cold. "

Huh, less...... Master?"

Qing Yan came to her senses in a daze.

"Strange, why am I here?" she

glanced.

When she noticed that she was only wearing a white gauze skirt on her body, Qing Yan suddenly blushed, hurriedly hid behind the barrel, and asked angrily,

"Why is the young master here!"

I fell asleep just now, should the young master come back...... Did you take advantage of the opportunity to do strange things?"

"Of course not. "

I don't believe it!" Chen

Ning had a clear conscience, and immediately said solemnly:

"I dare to guarantee the Confucian sages, I woke you up the first time I came in, and I definitely didn't touch anything."

"Cut, young master, you're still not a man......"

Who knew that hearing this, Qing Yan actually snorted a little disappointed.

Chen Ning: "Σ( ° △ °|||) _"Sure

enough, compared to reading, a woman's mind is still much more difficult to understand.

"Anyway, you better dry your hair and change your clothes, or you might catch a cold."

Chen Ning had to cough twice in embarrassment, and closed the door when he left the room.

A strand of hair hung down from her sideburns, but the corners of Qing Yan's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

"Sure enough, it's the most reassuring thing to stay by the young master's side. "

......

After drying her silky hair, Qing Yan sat in front of the mirror and painted some light makeup.

Immediately, I put on the long-awaited new clothes.

But when she was about to insert the little flower into her hair, she found that the flower she had just picked in the morning was now completely wilted.

Flowers are beautiful, but they are picked during the day and wither at night.

Even if it can take root in the soil all the time, it can only bloom in spring and summer.

Flowers have withering days, so will humans and demons also have a time of separation?

Looking at the withered flowers in the mirror, Qing Yan couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It was a long time before she walked out of the room.

A light purple tassel skirt outlines Qing Yan's slender and graceful figure, the snow-white skin under the slender neck is half-covered and half-hidden, and the plain waist is slightly bundled, not holding it.

She lowered her head slightly, her bright eyes were clear and clear, as bright as stars, a pair of small dimples were distributed on both sides of her cheeks, and with a shy smile, the dimples between her cheeks loomed.

Even though Chen Ning looked at this scene, his gaze couldn't help but stop slightly.

Even

if Qing Yan wears coarse linen clothes on weekdays, it is difficult to hide her excellent appearance.

Now with this Luo skirt, it is even more elegant with a touch of enchantment, pitiful and charming at the same time, I am afraid that even the head of the Oiran in the capital will feel ashamed in front of her.

However, Chen Ning sensed a trace of undetectable loss in Qing Yan's eyes.

Chen Ning smiled slightly, and suddenly took off the small flower on Qing Yan's sideburns:

"This flower has already withered, what are you still doing with it?"

"But how can a flower not wither......"

Qing Yan was just halfway through speaking, but suddenly saw Chen Ning insert a flower hairpin into her hair.

The hairpin and the fringed skirt were both lilac, and bloomed on her jet-black hair like a real flower.

And it can bloom forever and will not wither.

Qing Yan's beautiful eyes suddenly widened slightly, and a warm current suddenly surged in her heart, as if she had figured everything out in an instant.

She puffed out her cheeks slightly, pretending to be a little angry:

"Thank you, young master...... But such a beautiful hairpin must be very expensive. "

Well, exactly twenty taels.

"What? Twenty taels!

Although the young master made some money by killing demons, it wouldn't be so wasteful.

It's just extravagance, extravagance and waste!"

Qing Yan said angrily:

"The young master said that as a Confucian disciple, he should live in a humble house and be diligent and thrifty?

No, I must punish the young master well, so that the young master can learn a lesson!"

"Punish me?"

has always punished this stupid girl by himself, Chen Ning never thought that Qing Yan would want to punish himself in turn one day.

"That's right!"

"What are you going to punish me?"

"Punish the young master for sleeping with me!" Qing

Yan crossed her waist and said confidently.

Chen Ning waved his hand again and again:

"I don't want it, you girl avoids me when she sleeps on weekdays, she must have a lot of bad habits when she sleeps."

Like what...... Snoring. "

Not really!"

"Maybe it's kicking the quilt." "

No, what kind of image have I become in the eyes of the young master!" Qing

Yan was ashamed, suddenly blew out the candle flame next to her, and threw Chen Ning on the bed at once.

She couldn't help but say, grabbing Chen Ning's hand and snatching half of the quilt.

"Huh~"

After a while, the sound of steady and light breathing came.

Even Chen Ning didn't know whether this girl was pretending, or if she had just taken a bath, she stayed by her side too comfortably and relaxed, and fell asleep in a few seconds.

"Well, just sleep. "

I have to get up early tomorrow to study, Chen Ning smiled and covered the quilt, and didn't wake up Qing Yan, letting her lie beside her and fall asleep to ......