Mr. Yuanjing smiled and asked Liu She, "You mean Zixiao? He was accepted by me a while ago, and it can be considered a defect."
When he said that, the young man had already turned and left, leaving only a thin and tall back.
After hearing this, Liu She opened his eyes slightly, thinking of something.
After a long time, he whispered, "So, he is the fourth disciple of Mr., he really looks extraordinary..."
He said so, but he was secretly suspicious, when did Wei Zixiao become Yuanjing's entry-level disciple
He was in shock, and his eyes darkened.
Wei Ci was from Langya and was also studying in Langya, but because of a change in his family, his family left Dongqing later.
Mr. Yuanjing narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold eyes seemed to have insight into everything. Seeing Liu She's reaction, he pointedly said, "Originally, I could not accept this apprentice, although there is a relationship between master and apprentice, But there is really no teacher and apprentice…”
Liu She's hand in chess paused for a while, with appropriate curiosity and suspicion on his face.
"If that's the case, why did the gentleman put him in the door again?"
"You don't know, Zixiao has a heart in his heart, which makes him smart but also likes to be on the top of his head. If he is not careful, he will go astray. I tried to accept him as a disciple twice before, but he rejected him. Now he Ken had an epiphany, and of course I was overjoyed."
For Yuanjing, there is nothing more gratifying than a promising seedling to untie the knot and thrive.
Liu She was completely stunned as if he heard the scriptures.
There have always been only other people chasing Yuanjing and wanting to apprentice, but there are still people who can let Yuanjing chase and accept apprentices
Wei Ci... It seems that Amin only said that he was a good advisor.
In short, that is—the most beautiful among the wise, and the wisest among the beauties.
This is a man who brushes the official history with his face, and whose scheming only appears in the unofficial stories.
So... Mr. Yuanjing, are you sure you're not joking
"Being so loved by Mr., is not weak in every aspect."
Liu She tried to keep herself normal so as not to reveal flaws.
"This is nature, Zixiao, IKEA and IKEA."
Liu She and Feng Ren who was watching the chess game: "..."
Wait, IKEA... IKEA
Are you sure there's nothing wrong with this description
dong dong dong —
Jiang Pengji soaked lazily in the soup spring, with a neatly folded towel resting on her forehead, her long black hair was fastened on top of her head with a hairpin, revealing her slender and fair neck, and her skin was covered with water droplets. Added filter.
Although she was still wearing clothes, the audience in the live broadcast room said they couldn't stand it anymore.
[Sugar fried chestnuts]: #色, I really want to climb in and have a bath with the anchor.
[The anchor confronts me]: There are always bad people and I rob the anchor.
Hearing the knock on the door outside, Jiang Pengji opened her slightly drunk eyes.
There was a thin flush of mist on her face, as if she had been coated with a good layer of powder.
Did the maid bring the wine
She raised her eyebrows lightly and said lazily.
"Come in! Just put the wine by the pool..."
Outside the house, Wei Ci opened the door slightly with permission, and the hot and humid heating rushed toward her face, and the sight was full of white fog.
The audience in the live broadcast room was the first to notice the abnormality. At this time, Jiang Pengji still half-closed her eyes lazily.
[Take a chestnut]: The anchor don't sleep! ! ! A strange man came in, be careful!
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: It's a man, not a maid who delivers wine. The anchor, don't sleep over, be careful to be taken advantage of.
[Mighty and Prestigious]: Anchor, you are paralyzed when you sleep, get swift and shrewd!
Someone reminded Jiang Pengji, and naturally others noticed the appearance of the strange man.
But in a short while, the barrage of the nympho licking the screen covered all those reminders, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.
Seeing the changes in the barrage, Jiang Pengji frowned slightly.
She didn't have to turn her head to guess the prosperous face of the person coming.
The audience in the live broadcast room has no other advantages, the aesthetics are still normal, and not all beauty can make them lick the screen.
"You seem to be going through the wrong door."
Jiang Pengji didn't turn her head back to the tunnel, resting her arms on the edge of the pool, her whole body relaxed.
The unfamiliar man outside did not come in, but lowered his head and whispered, the voice between a teenager and an adult.
"In Xia Weici, your father called you to the No. 1 Tianzi Room in the Rose Garden."
Jiang Pengji heard this, turned her head to look at the man, and asked, "You mean my father?"
Wei Ci's body froze for a moment, her head dropped suddenly, and it returned to normal immediately, as if the strangeness had never appeared.
He affirmed, "Yes, Ling Zun is playing a game with his tutor, and he specially ordered to come down and pass on it."
Jiang Pengji rubbed his eyebrows secretly. Although the hot spring is very comfortable, it should not be soaked for a long time.
"Why is this gentleman so restrained? You wait a moment, I will clean up and go with you."
"It's okay, Lord Lang."
The next second, the door closed again, and there was a faint figure at the door, which showed that the person did not leave.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji frowned, but didn't say anything.
Climbing out of the hot spring, she temporarily closed the live broadcast room, briefly wiped it, and put on a dry robe.
After doing all this, open the live broadcast room and push open the paper door at the same time.
She said to Wei Ci, who was kneeling at the door, "I'm sorry, Langjun, lead the way."
At this time, without the fog covering her, Wei Ci's face clearly fell into her line of sight.
Seeing the real person, she can understand why the Yan control dog in the live broadcast room is so excited.
The long black and lush hair with a damp and hot air was draped over his shoulders, printed with wet marks, and the tips of the hair were tick-tick with drops of water.
The face is like a crown of jade, and the skin is like fine porcelain. Due to the influence of the heat, there is a slight halo on the cheeks, giving people a feeling of being slightly drunk.
His temples were cut like a knife, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his pure black eyes had a cool and calm color. When he looked at Jiang Pengji, he couldn't reveal the slightest emotion, as if his whole mind was empty... Not to mention other things, This alone made Jiang Pengji feel interesting.
It seems that she and this young man have just met for the first time. Why is the other party so wary of her
Turning his eyes, he counted in his mind.
Jiang Pengji squatted on one knee and leaned slightly closer to the young man, those seemingly calm eyes rippled uncontrollably.
"If it weren't for Langjun having an Adam's apple and no ear piercings, I thought it was a little lady who came to Tangquan alone."
Wei Ci's face was cold, she leaned back slightly, pulled the distance from Jiang Pengji, and frowned slightly in displeasure.
"Xiao Langjun's joke is going too far. Ci does not like others to talk about appearance for fun."
Jiang Pengji got up, put her hands around her chest and said, "I'm obviously complimenting you on your good looks."
Wei Ci pursed her lips, got up to lead the way, and said coldly, "Ci is a man, and it is really rude to use a woman as an analogy."
Jiang Pengji: "..."
Yo, you have a great temper!
"Lanting?"
Familiar stepped in with a somewhat suspicious voice.
Jiang Pengji looked around in search of fame, and saw a tall and jade-like young man leaning on the small pavilion and smiling at her, his eyes flashing with surprise.