The prince is very fierce

After being beaten by his father-in-law in a mixed doubles match on the West Lake, Xu Buling also gave up the idea of ​​sneaking into the palace to find out the news. He waited patiently for King Wu to return the jade and deepened his relationship with Miss Xiao.

It's just that the little cotton-padded nightingale suddenly turned into a black-hearted cotton, and brought Aunt Lu in to watch a play, which made Xu Buling miserable. When we got there the next day, Aunt Lu, who was full of jealousy, called her over. Her waist was pinched and swollen, so she managed to coax her back to health with both soft and hard hands and mouth. Fortunately, Xiao Qi didn't notice, otherwise the end would have been even worse.

On the Huainan side, with the return of Master Zhongli and his disciples, the atmosphere gradually became weird.

Since the last heart-to-heart exchange with Song Yufu, Zhongli Chuchu and this young lady from a good family have become close friends and have stayed together from morning to night. Although nothing happened with Ning Qingye, they still have a mutual relationship with each other. But there was a sense of distance.

Ning Qingye grew up with her master. She doesn't know much about the ways of the world and has a straight personality, but she is not stupid. At first, Song Yufu was like this, which could be interpreted as a lack of common language between civil and military people, but it was obviously a bit strange that Zhongli and Chuchu, who had a good relationship with each other before, were like this.

At noon, in a teahouse in Huainan City, a storyteller was telling about the recent events in the world.

Ning Qingye sat by the window of the teahouse, basking in the little winter sun. Her snow-grey skin was exposed to the warm eyes, crystal clear and hazy. Even in winter, she still wore a thin white dress, with a fairy air, but It also displays all the tall and graceful Sheng Duan'er, just like a young bamboo shoot in the bamboo forest, which makes people salivate.

Zhu Manzhi is also dressed as a chivalrous girl, with long hair shawl and bright eyes and white teeth. Unfortunately, she does not have any chivalry in her body. She lazily supports her chin with her hands. She may be a little tired. Her breasts are resting on the table and she looks bulging. Very bluffing.

Ning Qingye didn't like listening to books very much, so she just stayed with Manzhi. His eyes glanced at Manzhi, and after thinking about it, he also tried to put his chest on the table, but it turned out that he was too tall, so he gave up. She frowned and thought for a moment, then asked softly:

"Manzhi, did I say something wrong recently?"

When Zhu Manzhi heard this, he said softly: "You have never said it right. You are as straightforward as you, and you can't even last three times in the storyteller's mouth..."

Ning Qingye tilted her head slightly and recalled it carefully, feeling a little confused:

"I told the truth... and I didn't say anything to Miss Song and Miss Chu Chu. I found that the way they looked at me recently was wrong. They were not as close as before..."

Zhu Manzhi actually found that Song Yufu and Zhongli Chuchu were a little weird recently, but she never cared about this and said casually:

"Beauties look down on each other. Maybe they feel that we are too close to Mr. Xu, so they feel dissatisfied. This is the case in the back houses of wealthy families. Storytellers often talk about this..."

Ning Qingye blinked and looked at Zhu Manzhi with a frown:

"It doesn't matter if you exclude me, what does that have to do with you?"

? ? ?

Zhu Manzhi suddenly became unhappy. He sat up straight, looked down at his chest, straightened it up again, and then said:

"Do you understand? Besides, I'm not much worse than you in appearance. I'm just a little shorter. This is called roundness. Do you think a bamboo pole like you is good-looking?"

Ning Qingye did not deny this, and thought about it carefully: "Even so, Xu Buling and I have nothing to do with each other. We are just brothers and sisters. They should not want to see you. How can they alienate me?"

Zhu Manzhi snorted secretly and waved his hand: "How do I know? You want to go yourself."

Naturally, Ning Qingye couldn't figure it out. She felt that she had done nothing wrong and she wasn't jealous of others, so she thought about it for a while:

"Tell me, could it be Ye Jiuniang who is fanning the flames behind this?"

Zhu Manzhi shook his head: "Dazhong is dragged around by Sister Xiang'er every day to chat about family affairs. How can he have time to talk to us little girls? Don't think so much..."

Ning Qingye had always had a clear distinction between love and hate. She didn't know how to deal with this unclear situation. She couldn't figure it out after much thought, so she had to put it aside...

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On the other side, the Xiangshan View outside Huainan City.

Xiangshan Temple is a Taoist temple with a relatively remote location. High-ranking families in the city generally do not come here to burn incense, and the scale is naturally not large. Only nearby villagers come here occasionally.

In the wing room for pilgrims at the back of the Taoist temple, Ning Yuhe sat alone on a futon and meditated. His long black hair was tied up, and his Taoist robe was draped on his body. He did not apply makeup on his cheeks, and he looked like an immortal.

However, since his disciple took away his body, Ning Yuhe obviously could no longer practice meditation. He should have been able to relax his mind while meditating, but at this time, some messy scenes were recollecting in his mind.

As a Quanzhen disciple, someone from a Taoist sect will definitely feel guilty when thinking about these things that break the precepts. Ning Yuhe tried to brush away the thoughts in his heart, but the more he stopped thinking about it, the more things he recalled, and in the end he had no choice but to let it go.

After Xu Buling left, Ning Yuhe never returned to Xiaojiazhuang. Last time he was almost discovered by Song Yufu, and he didn't dare to contact anyone. He didn't even see his apprentice. In the spirit of 'time can dilute everything', he wanted to Things drag on.

But there are no people there, no information, and no one knows what is going on in Zhuangzi. Ning Yu calculated the time and hid for half a month. The matter should have passed, so she thought of sneaking back to Zhuangzi to take a look.

It was still dark, and while I was waiting in the room, a little sparrow suddenly appeared outside the room. It stopped at the window and took a few glances, then flapped its wings and flew out.

Ning Yuhe opened his eyes and secretly felt that the bird looked familiar. He stood up and picked up the sword from the table. He came to the window and took a look. As a result, he saw a woman wearing an aqua skirt standing on the wall outside the Taoist temple. , with one hand on his waist and a knife hanging on his waist, looking this way.

Their eyes met, murderous intent suddenly aroused.

Ning Yuhe's face darkened, he jumped out of the window, jumped up to the roof while rising and falling, the sword in his hand was unsheathed with a gleam of cold light, and he scolded:

"You witch, you still dare to come back. If I don't beat you to death today, I will..."

Ning Yuhe was full of murderous intent. According to the previous route, Zhongli Jiujiu would definitely turn around and run away, and be chased for more than ten miles.

But for some reason, Zhongli Jiujiu was very courageous today. She didn’t even try to hide. She opened her arms with a smile and looked like she was going to die calmly:

"Come on, come on, try to poke me."

Ning Yuhe was afraid that Xu Buling would be angry, so he really didn't dare to stab Zhongli Jiujiu. But last time Zhongli Jiujiu drugged her, causing her to go crazy and push her apprentice. How could she bear this tone.

Ning Yuhe stopped in front of Zhongli Jiujiu, pointed the sword at her throat, and said coldly:

"Get out of the Central Plains immediately, or you won't blame me for being rude."

The corners of Zhongli Jiujiu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a very seductive smile:

"Hehe~ Don't be so angry. We are all Xu Buling's masters. We will never see you again without looking up..."

Are they all Xu Buling’s master?

Ning Yuhe frowned and said coldly: "What are you talking about? Your child is not your disciple, so don't have any wishful thinking."

"hehe……"

Zhongli Jiujiu crossed his arms across his chest, motioned to the knife on his waist, and raised his slender eyebrows:

"This is not up to you. Have you seen this Minghong Sword? It is one of the most important weapons of your country in the Central Plains. It is more powerful than Xu Buling's own sword. It was specially given to me as a gift from the master. He probably has never given it to you. What is it? That's right, your master can't teach you anything, so he is naturally not so considerate to you..."

Ning Yuhe didn't believe it at all. Xu Buling had promised her in bed. Unless he didn't want to touch her in the future, he couldn't go back on his words, let alone Zhongli Jiujiu come back and make her angry...

Ning Yuhe snorted lightly, put away his sword, and said in a cold voice: "None of the ten words you said is true. It is impossible for your child to become your disciple."

Seeing that Ning Yuhe was not fooled, Zhongli Jiujiu sighed quietly: "Yuhe, you must be self-aware. You know my abilities. I can teach Xu Buling a lot, and he is willing to worship me as his teacher. Women are jealous It probably won't end well. If you insist on fanning the flames and obstructing things behind your back, it will be counterproductive over time. I'm not here to show off your power. I'm just here to advise you. Don't ruin your relationship with Xu Buling in one breath. Be honest. If you really give in, give Xu Bu Ling a step down, let him feel at ease and accept me as his teacher, and this matter will be over..."

Although Ning Yuhe hated Zhongli Jiujiu, she was telling the truth. She couldn't teach Xu Buring anything, but Zhongli Jiujiu could teach him a lot. But she was extremely reluctant to let Zhongli Jiujiu get involved with Xu Buling.

"I don't believe it. When your son comes back, I will ask him clearly. If he really wants to become your teacher, I will... I will..."

Zhongli Jiujiu stood in front and said with a smile: "What can you do? You can't force Xu Buling to kick me out. I know that you secretly like Xu Buling. If you insist on blocking it..."

When Ning Yuhe heard this, he didn't have any trouble in his heart, as long as he didn't know that she was sleeping with her apprentice. But on the surface, I still have to pretend to be a little softer:

"You...you drugged me, you can't take it seriously..."

Zhongli Jiujiu sighed: "Don't worry, as long as you don't stop me from becoming his master, I will keep it secret and not tell Xu Buling."

Ning Yuhe looked ashamed and angry, and said coldly:

"You dare to threaten me?"

Zhongli Jiujiu gently spread his hands: "How can this be called a threat? This is called matchmaking. If you don't want Xu Buring to know..."

Ning Yuhe snorted coldly: "If you have the ability, tell Ling'er and see if he believes you."

? ?

Zhongli Jiujiu was confused. She didn't expect that Ning Yuhe had such a strong tone because he was holding Ning Yuhe's hand. Wasn't he afraid that she would tell Xu Buling?

"If you continue to obstruct me, I will tell Xu Buling..."

"Go ahead and tell him, he won't believe you."

"Hey-"

Zhongli Jiujiu held it in for a long time, frowned and said:

"I really said, don't regret it. Now that you've given in, there's still room for negotiation..."

"Just say it if you can, I don't care. If you want to be your master, give up as soon as possible."

Ning Yu closed her head and went directly back to the Taoist temple.

Zhongli Jiujiu looked a little confused, and wanted to catch up and try to persuade him, but Ning Yuhe closed the door, looking like he would rather die than compromise.

Seeing this, Zhongli Jiujiu could only say "Don't regret it" and left the Taoist temple with three steps.