Lin Ruoxiang didn't pay attention, and was looking at his new home curiously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although the info room is not very big, there is a large case of pear marble on the ground, and there are dozens of treasure inkstones on the case, pen holders of various colors, and the pens in the sea of pens are like woods. There is also a Ru kiln flower sac on one side, and what is inserted in it is a bag of pear blossoms full of crystal balls.

On the bookshelf on the side, there are full of books.

On the north wall, there is a large calligraphy and painting hanging in the middle, the words are vigorous, and the landscape in the painting is indifferent, but in the end there is no payment, and I don't know whose hand it is.

Lin Ruoxiang looked at it, carefully wiped it everywhere with his hands, but fortunately, there was no dust.

"You can rest assured, although there is no one living here, there are little Taoist children who come to clean it every day. Ye Muchen, who was watching her from the side, laughed, "How is it, are you used to it, do you like it?"

After muttering what a waste, Lin Ruoxiang nodded with satisfaction, "Who put it like this here?"

The person who lays these things seems to be all her preferences, she likes marble cases, likes to use different treasure inkstones, her favorite flower is the pear blossom that can press the begonia, although there is no carving on the couch, the bed hangs a white silk tent, and the mattress is also very simple, but it does not seem to be a small family. The best thing is the ink calligraphy and painting, which is vertical and horizontal, and the atmosphere is awe-inspiring.

"Senior Brother Ye, who painted this landscape painting?" "The painting is so good, it must be a master of calligraphy and painting, but why didn't you pay for it?"

"It's from my hand, how about it?" Ye Muchen smiled, so many years have passed, fortunately, her preferences have not changed, after all, when he took her to see here just now, he was still a little nervous, afraid that after so many years, her preferences would also change.

"You painted it, so if I want to change my painting in the future, I'll go find you. Lin Ruoxiang replied subconsciously, and then reacted, was it painted by Senior Brother Ye?

Seeing Lin Ruoxiang's eyes widen because of surprise, Ye Muchen pinched her little nose, "You don't need Senior Brother Ye to call me in the future, you can call me Brother Ye or Mu Chen." ”

Brother Ye, Lin Ruoxiang's eyes widened, if she called Senior Brother Ye, it would be confused with Brother Ye Tianming, "Can I call you Brother Mu?" She carefully paid attention to Ye Muchen's expression, not calling Brother Ye, but calling Muchen a little too intimate.

Brother Mu? Ye Muchen smiled even deeper, "It's okay, whatever you like, just like it." In the words, the pampering is deeper.

"Brother Mu," Lin Ruoxiang grinded his little tiger teeth, "Where are we going to have dinner?" Is there a room here? The pear blossom soup and lotus seed soup are quite good. ”

"Disciples of the Xianmen don't need to eat grains, and the method of the Xianmen is recorded here, so you can study it first. Ye Muchen took the book from the desk and handed it to Lin Ruoxiang.

Lin Ruoxiang hesitated to take the scroll and flipped through it casually, "But, if you don't eat, although you are not hungry, there are so many delicacies in the world, wouldn't it be a waste not to enjoy them?"

Ye Muchen smiled slightly, after so many years, she is still like this, without the slightest change, "Then what do you want?"

"Brother Mu, can you come to eat with Xiang'er every day? If it's just me eating alone, it will be very boring, and the master looks like that, he knows at a glance that he doesn't eat fireworks in the world, so can you wronged Brother Mu and come to accompany me to eat fireworks in the world?" Lin Ruoxiang looked at him.

"Good. Ye Muchen replied without hesitation, and a slight smile faded.

Ning Lanqing's face was gloomy and his expression was grim, standing in the center of the Liuhe Palace, looking at Ye Muchen closely.

Just an hour and a half ago, Ye Muchen brought Lin Ruoxiang back to Yunchongfeng, and placed her in the second room on the right, the room where Ye Muchen personally arranged for all kinds of items.

An hour ago, Ye Muchen took Lin Ruoxiang to the Liuhe Palace, pulled her to ask him for a scroll that recorded the cultivation techniques of Xuantian Sect, and told him that he wanted to teach Lin Ruoxiang in person.

Half an hour ago, Ye Muchen took Lin Ruoxiang to the room specially opened because of her, and accompanied her to dinner. The pear blossom soup specially boiled for dinner is said to be the taste that the little girl likes.

"Mu'er," Ning Lanqing looked at the unchanging disciple in front of him with a headache, "Have you forgotten the calamity that your second master and uncle have performed for you?"

Ye Muchen was upright, "Every word that the second master said at the beginning, the disciples have never forgotten. ”

"Why is there that?" Why is there so good to this little girl, and so fond of her? It doesn't look like what a senior brother does to a junior sister who has just started, but like ......

"Everyone else, it's fine, but if it's her, the futile will admit it. Ye Muchen smiled, usually Ye Muchen's smile always gave people a feeling like a spring breeze, but the smile at this time made Ning Lanqing feel like a mask, making him unable to see through what this apprentice was thinking.

"You ......" Ning Lanqing glanced at the apprentice steadily, and finally sighed, "Forget it, since you don't care about yourself, then what else do I have to worry about for you? ”

"Master......" Ye Muchen called softly, pausing, "Senior sister, she is not the master of Fu Xiqin after all, you don't have to worry about me." ”

Ning Lanqing didn't speak, looked at Ye Muchen with a complicated expression, and after a while, he slowly spoke, "You go, by the way, let's go and see your junior sister for the teacher." Since you are determined to teach her in person, if I insist on stopping her, won't I be angry with the little family? ”

Ye Muchen leaned over and retreated, turned around and exited the Liuhe Palace.

Ning Lanqing looked at Ye Muchen's figure gradually moving away, and couldn't help sighing, only hoping that this little girl who played the piano was not the owner of Fu Xiqin, otherwise, Mu'er's catastrophe would not be able to escape.

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Walking to the first room on the right, Ye Muchen stopped, paused, turned around and knocked on the door of the next room.

"Xiao Xiang'er, have you slept?" He patiently waited for the answer of the people in the house, the lights were still on, and the people should not have slept yet.

"Senior brother?" Lin Ruoxiang's voice came from the room, "Senior brother, wait a minute, I'll be fine." ”

After a rustling sound, the door of the house creaked open.

"Senior brother, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Lin Ruoxiang yawned, rubbed his eyes, tried to open his eyes wide, and frowned slightly, "It's too late and not resting is not good for your health." ”

The corners of Ye Muchen's mouth curled, "Senior Sister Xiang'er, are you caring about Senior Brother?"

Lin Ruoxiang couldn't help rolling her eyes, this person is always in shape, she doesn't know what to say.