The prince is very fierce

At three o'clock in the morning, Xu Buling escaped from Aunt Lu's clutches and came to Xiangshan to watch outside alone.

The mountains are covered with snow, and there are few pilgrims on the two trails. There are no incense vendors on the road. Occasionally, farmers go up the mountain to worship the gods. They also carry incense baskets and burn a stick of incense in front of the statue of Laojun, praying for good weather in the coming year and a happy family. Then he took care of himself and left. The old Taoist priest in the temple is quite old and has poor hearing and eyesight. He does not care about worldly affairs except opening and closing doors.

The Quanzhen sect forbids sexual immorality and does not practice divination, and unlike Buddhism, which requires believers to bow three times and kowtow three times to be sincere, this is well reflected in Xiangshan Temple. They just say "If you believe it, believe it, if you don't believe it, get out." There are no small Taoist boys, so it’s no wonder that there are only a few incense gates.

Xu Buling didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he knew the rules. When he entered the Taoist temple, he first lit incense sticks in front of the statue of Laojun. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he prayed for the people around him. After donating some incense money, he went to the back of the Taoist temple to make offerings. The wing where pilgrims live.

This small Taoist temple in a remote area has no other advantages except for its elegant environment. The house was built during the Daqi period of the previous dynasty. The old beams have been exposed to the wind and sun for many years and it is no longer possible to see the auspicious animals carved on them. The tiles are probably still leaking. The rain had just been cleaned up, and the ladder was still set up on the wall next to it.

There is an incense burner in the small yard outside the wing. Ning Yuhe is wearing a black Taoist robe, holding his own sword, and is slowly practicing his sword skills. His movements are as gentle as flowing clouds, and his expression is as calm as Shishui, which is pleasing to the eye.

From the Xiangshan Temple, you can overlook the Huaihe River. Ning Yuhe has learned that Xu Buling has returned to Xiaojiazhuang, but he does not dare to behave strangely on the surface. The palace guard sand is gone and he cannot go back to meet him. He has been waiting in the Taoist temple. With.

I thought that Xu Buling would come last night. Ning Yuhe stayed up all night alone in the empty boudoir, and even prepared the words to resist. However, after waiting for a night of cold wind, desolate mountains, and not even a ghost. I didn't see it, how could I be in a good mood? I was practicing my martial arts on my own, turning a blind eye to Xu Buling who came over.

Xu Buling stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back, admiring Ning Yuhe's pleasing sword posture, and called out softly:

"Master, I'm back."

Ning Yuhe didn't respond in time. After finishing a set of sword moves, he made a sword-sheathing gesture. He took a long breath, raised his sleeves and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, then turned and walked into the room:

"Your Majesty, come with me."

Xu Bu Ling followed Ning Yuhe into the small room with a smile on his face.

There was only a table, a bed and a chair in the room, which was similar to the room he had been in when he was confined under the Bell and Drum Tower. It looked a little miserable.

Ning Yuhe held the door and glanced outside for a few times, then closed the door, bolted the door, turned around, and untied the belt around his waist.

? !

Xu Buling originally wanted to say a few words, but when he saw this scene, he swallowed the words on his lips, sat down by the bed with a smile, raised his hands and untied the jade belt around his waist:

"Master, have you been holding back too much these days?"

"What's so hard to hold back..."

Ning Yuhe untied his Taoist robe, only wearing a white bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers. He walked quickly to the front. Seeing Xu Buling take off his clothes, he kicked Xu Buling's legs lightly in annoyance, then squatted down and leaned his upper body under the bed. Fumbling for something.

Xu Bu Ling sat in front of him, looking at Ning Yuhe's exposed lower waist.

Ning Yuhe was lying under the bed, her tight-fitting thin pants were stretched tightly, the round curves were full of tension, and her buttocks swayed slightly with the movement. I'm afraid the saint couldn't control this situation.

Snap——

A crisp sound appeared in the silent cabin.

Ning Yuhe, who was looking for something under the bed, shivered and almost lifted the bed board. He came out in a hurry, with shame and anger on his white cheeks. He threw away the wooden box containing the brushes and paints, and raised his hand to get the sword:

"You evil disciple, I...I will fight with you..."

Xu Buling rubbed his fingers with a calm expression:

"Master, there are mosquitoes..."

"What kind of mosquitoes are there in the coldest month of winter? You...you..."

Ning Yuhe had a gentle temperament and was not very angry. He glared at Xu Buling for a moment, and when he saw that his expression was as usual and he was not making any progress, he had no choice but to treat it as a mosquito and swatted him.

Ning Yuhe sat down next to Xu Buling, hesitated for a moment, then pulled down his thin pants a little, his face turned red: "Ling'er, please draw it for me quickly, Qingye has come to see me many times, and Zhonglijiu That old lady Jiu is here too, and I’m afraid of being discovered by them, so I don’t even dare to leave the Taoist temple..."

Ning Yuhe obviously tried to draw it himself, but due to the angle problem, he must not have drawn it well in the end, otherwise he would not be so eager to find Xu Buling.

Xu Buling glanced at it. Even though he had seen it many times, his heart was slightly shaken. He stood up and squatted half in front of Ning Yuhe, with his eyes level with his abdomen. He took the brush over and said with his eyes:

"I know, take your hands away."

Ning Yuhe bit her lower lip lightly, moved her eyes to the corner of the room, and slowly let go of her hand without looking at Xu Buling.

Xu Buling knew that Ning Yuhe was thin-skinned, so he didn't want to push her into a hurry. He painted seriously and didn't touch randomly.

Just when the man's breath blew on his skin, Ning Yuhe inevitably reacted. He clenched his hands tightly, probably trying to distract himself from his thoughts, and said:

"Ling'er, have you agreed to become Zhongli Jiujiu's disciple?"

Xu Buling shook his head: "How could it be? I promised the master not to accept her as his disciple, and I will definitely not break his promise."

"That's good……"

Ning Yuhe responded softly, pondered for a moment, and then remembered what Zhongli Jiujiu said last time. She turned around and looked down at Xu Buling, who looked attentive:

"Your Majesty, there are many evil ways in Zhongli Jiujiu Society, and they do have some skills that they can teach you, but I can't teach you anything. I have always prevented you from becoming her teacher, and you...do you think I am arrogant because of my favor? , are you bothering me? If you really want to become a disciple, I don’t mind...we are not considered masters and disciples anyway..."

Xu Buling smiled softly: "The sage said, 'When three people are together, there must be a teacher.' Everyone has advantages and disadvantages, and the master always has something to teach me. And even if there is nothing to teach, you can give me a son." My daughter is not the same. How could I bother Master? It’s too late to like her..."

"Have a baby..."

When Ning Yuhe heard this, his first reaction was not shame and anger. She has been lonely guarding the Taoist temple all year round and dependent on her disciples. As a normal woman, she has no desire to accompany her husband and raise her children.

Now I have finally found my husband, but...

Ning Yuhe shook his head: "No matter how you say it, I am your master to the outside world. Many people know it. If I am pregnant with your child, how will I explain it to others? I can't say that it was conceived by an immortal in a dream..."

Xu Buling carefully sketched the pink pattern of the flying phoenix spreading its wings, and said with a smile: "I will be King Su in the future. To be honest, as a vassal king, ordinary people would not dare to make irresponsible remarks about who is in the back house. Master If you really care, just expel me, a bastard who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors, from your master's school, and then marry me..."

"well……"

Ning Yuhe always felt weird talking about these things. He hesitated for a long time and stopped talking.

After Xu Buling finished the painting, he kissed her, causing Ning Yuhe to frown again, put on a white skirt, and warned: "Go back first, we will talk about this kind of thing...at night..."

Xu Buling didn't want to force Ning Yuhe to break the precepts in Quanzhen Taoist Temple, so he nodded and helped pack away daily items...

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Outside the wall of Xiangshan Temple, there is a deserted forest with fallen leaves and branches. A thin layer of snow covers the fallen leaves that have accumulated more than a foot deep. It has been inaccessible for many years. Except for the cold wind blowing on the bare branches, there is no movement at all.

However, if someone is careful and compares it carefully on the courtyard wall, they will find that there is a slightly raised area in the fallen leaves under the courtyard wall.

Under the fallen leaves, Zhongli Jiujiu remained motionless, calm and focused, even his heartbeat and breathing were reduced to a minimum, and he patiently listened to the movements inside the courtyard wall.

Zhongli Jiujiu travels around the world all year round. The reason why she is called "Ye Jiuniang" is because she comes and goes without a trace. She is very good at hiding her body. She is always the only one looking for people, and no one looks for her.

After Xu Bu Ling came back yesterday, Zhongli Jiujiu knew that she would definitely come to visit Ning Yuhe. She wanted to hear whether Ning Yuhe would stop Xu Bu Ling from becoming her disciple, and how he would do it, so last night He came over, first made some noise and attracted Ning Yuhe to go out to check, and then hid here.

Lying under the dim snow quilt, Zhongli Jiujiu waited patiently all night. As she expected, Xu Buring came over. However, the movement that came made her a little confused.

"Master, have you been holding back too much these days?"

"What's so hard to hold back..."

The voice was soft, not like a master and a disciple, but more like a man and woman with a close relationship.

Zhongli Jiujiu was at a loss and couldn't figure out what the master and disciple were talking about. Before analyzing the results, there was a crisp sound in the room. It seemed that someone slapped someone. Judging from the sound, it was not the face, but...

? ?

Zhongli Jiujiu became more and more confused. Just when he was thinking about how Ning Yuhe could call Xu Buling there, Ning Yuhe's embarrassed and angry whisper came:

"You evil disciple, I...I will fight with you..."

"Master, there are mosquitoes..."

"What kind of mosquitoes are there in the coldest month of winter? You...you..."

! !

Oh my God!

Zhongli Jiujiu almost lost his balance, his hand tightened a little, and he suppressed it forcefully so that he didn't move. His heart was filled with disbelief.

She knew that Xu Buling was a bit lustful, but she never expected that he would even dare to take advantage of his master. This was too... too exciting!

Zhongli Jiujiu felt like he had discovered a treasure. He listened intently to see what else he could find.

It said that he wanted to paint, but he didn't know exactly what he was painting, but the two of them finally talked about becoming her teacher.

"...Would you think that I am arrogant and arrogant and bother me..."

"...giving me a son and a daughter is not the same..."

"...If I am pregnant with your child, how will I explain it to others..."

"...Just expel me, a bastard who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, from the master, and then marry me..."

…

Shocking words kept coming, which directly confused Zhongli Jiujiu, and he didn't react for a long time.

God……

What kind of master and disciple are these? They are obviously a pair of wild mandarin ducks!

Listening to Ning Yuhe's tone, he even did that kind of thing...

She thought Ning Yuhe was just secretly in unrequited love...

No wonder Xu Bu Ling went back on his word and refused to accept her as his teacher, and his tone was so harsh...

No wonder Ning Yuhe was so confident that he didn't take her seriously...

Zhonglijiujiu was stunned for a long time. When he came to his senses, there was no movement in the room and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Zhongli Jiujiu rolled up from under the snow quilt, her fox-like charming eyes were full of disbelief, and she looked no less than Zhongli Chuchu when she learned that Ning Qingye and Xu Buling were messing around.

But seeing is believing, the conversation just now could not have been misunderstood. Ning Yuhe, who had been fighting with her for half a life, was indeed having an affair with his apprentice and had already started talking about having children.

Zhongli Jiujiu finally understood why she had tried so hard to snatch a disciple, but failed. Her original intention was wrong. She tried hard to snatch a disciple, but Ning Yuhe was whispering in her ear. If she could snatch a disciple, it would be a miracle.

What to do now...

Zhongli Jiujiu's eyes were a little confused. Now it seemed that Xu Buling was not Ning Yuhe's disciple, but Ning Yuhe's man. Even if she became Xu Buling's master, it would be meaningless...

Could it be that she really snatched a man from Ning Yuhe?

Zhongli Jiujiu's face, whose age could not be seen, showed a little bit of shyness. After all, snatching Ba Kui and snatching a disciple were all external matters, but snatching a man would involve herself...

This kind of thing, at least it must be consensual...

Do you like Xu Buling...

Zhongli Jiujiu frowned and thought for a while, then shook her head. She was determined to take Xu Buling as her disciple, and she definitely didn't have the mind of a taboo love.

But the last time he applied medicine to Xu Buling, the way Xu Buling looked at her showed that he was attracted to her... If he wanted to snatch her away, it wouldn't be difficult...

Pfft, pfft... What a mess of thoughts...

Zhongli Jiujiu stood up and patted her skirt. She looked around and didn't know what to do.

After combing her hair a little, Zhongli Jiujiu suddenly looked a little shocked and panicked.

A few days ago, it seemed that she had encouraged Chuchu to pursue Xu Buling...

How could this be possible? Ning Yuhe and her apprentice could share a husband regardless of etiquette and rules. She would not marry the same person as her apprentice who she treated as her own daughter. She had goose bumps just thinking about it...

What if she really wanted to snatch a man from Ning Yuhe in the future...

No, she had to stop Chuchu. Chuchu didn't seem to like Xu Buling yet. She couldn't tie the red thread...

Zhongli Jiujiu thought for a moment. In order to prevent regrets in the future, she decided to stop Chuchu first...