After a series of events, Qing Boudoir found that the master cared for her more than before, he never fed her before, but now he slept deeply, he also began to feed, never let people touch his body before, but now he can take a pillow when he is tired, maybe because of her injury, he sympathizes with her and can't bear to push it away, no matter what, the master has changed and has become a little approachable.

Qing Boudoir felt a little dizzy, plus the last time she was caught by mistake, her mind echoed the scene of that day from time to time, the more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, and then blushed, and the deer in her heart bumped into it, she admitted that she was very painful that day, and there was no beauty at all, but the action was too ambiguous, not to mention a girl like a blank sheet of paper, even if she was a veteran, she couldn't do it as if nothing had happened.

I don't know when it started, her eyes were always pulled by the master, the master was obviously still the previous master, but she felt that she was more handsome, more gentle, more extraordinary, even when she was cold, there was a magnolia-like noble temperament.

If it's just a good temperament and good looks, it's nothing, she's not a nymphomaniac, she can control her heart, but the master is so warm that she thinks about everything, even if the button falls off, she has to reach out and tidy it up for her, not to mention that she can't hold a pen with trembling hands, he is simply doing it for him, such a fatherly move, it is a great attraction for a girl who has lost her father, once this spring heart is lit like a raging flame, it is enough to devour all her reason, so she will be nervous, sweating, and heartbeat.

Every now and then, Rong Yu always said that her physique was weak and needed to be conditioned, and while talking, she stroked her forehead hair from time to time, so shocked that she was sweating, and he didn't care much, and wiped it with a handkerchief to help her, and said after finishing: "After teaching for so long, I see that you are also tired, rest early!"

Qing Boudoir nodded, watched the master go out, and closed the door.

The lights in the room were dim and yellow, and the people who were shining on them were anxious, and they were hiding their chests and thinking about lying down, what happened to her just now? How could she sweat wildly? She had never been like this before, what was wrong? What was she unsettling about? Also, just now when the master closed the door, it was clear that everyone was going out, and she unconsciously glanced over, the gaze was hurried and deep, when she looked, he stopped looking, and then closed the door, did the master do it on purpose, or was he running away from something?

The more I think about it, the more embarrassed I become, yes, that's right, it's embarrassing, this feeling is so strange, oops, why is my face hot again?

In the following days, it is more and more difficult to grasp the mood of the boudoir, it is good not to see Rongyu, when I see Rongyu, good things always have to be wrong last time, take this month's Liyin as an example, it is arranged by the boudoir on weekdays, this time she actually sent the fifth child in the dining room to double copies, and Tan Niang's daughter, the account clearly wrote that the errand was twenty days, she sent it into a month, if it were not for the disharmony of the people below, exposing each other's shortcomings, he Rongyu was afraid that he would not know for the rest of his life.

Rong Yu realized the strictness of the matter, and asked someone to spread the word and asked Qing Boudoir to come to his study.

Qing Boudoir walked to the study nervously, went in, and found Rong Yu sitting on the side of the bookcase solemnly, Qing Boudoir did not dare to make a mistake, stood far away, and cautiously tested: "Master, you call me!"

Rong Yu didn't look at her, but bit the word and said, "Come here, get closer!"

Qing Boudoir timidly walked in front of Rong Yu, Rong Yu calmly showed his eyebrows, a cold look, there is no doubt that he looks like a crown of jade, elegant and handsome, especially when he lowered his eyebrows, his eyelashes are slanted and thick, and the whole person is like coming out of a painting. Qingboudo's heart palpitated, her palms were sweating, he was too close to her, she was nervous.

Rong Yu raised his eyes to look at her, and lowered his head weakly, Rong Yu found that her eyes were wandering, tucked and hidden, and was angry, and slapped the bill on her face, he used his strength, and after using his strength, he raised his hand, just because his sleeve covered his wrist, not very neat.

"Such a simple thing can go wrong, you have been in the mansion for so many years, how many times have I told you, the account needs three pairs, how many times have you been right? Do you dare to say that you have been right? The monthly silver of the servants in the house is raised every year, the new and old merits are also uneven, the bookkeepers, do not care, do you want someone to help you clean up in the back, you are familiar with hundreds of holy books, you know astronomy, you know geography, you also know the apprentice who reported to my Rongyu, everyone praises you for being smart and clever, decent and generous, now it seems that there are many nonsense, completely overestimated, the protégé from the bachelor's mansion, only a bill is not clear, it is a great shame!"

A series of idioms, in one go, Rong Yu's speech is suspected of chewing words, but he has no intention.

Qing Boudoir listened to his word reprimand, tears had already fallen, yes, the protégé who came out of the bachelor's mansion, just a bill was confused, how could the master not be disappointed? As an assistant, he put his good knowledge and went to teach a female disciple, which means that there is only pay, no gain, and women can rarely be officials except for serving the lady of the concubine, even if they are officials, they often can't climb high, at best they are just a foil. However, Rong Yu does not believe in this evil, and insists on accepting her as an apprentice, just because he does not have the concept of male superiority and female inferiority, as Rong Yu said, whether it is a man or a woman, as long as he is willing to learn, there is no door that cannot be entered.

Rong Yu said some truth while training, Qing Yu still cried, but Rong Yu was not in a good mood, and still said with words: "Cry, cry

Qing Boudoir was startled, and immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the action was so fast that it was staggering.

Rong Yu trained for a while, and saw that she was pitiful, and made excuses for her: "Now that you are sick, I will not punish you, if he is wrong again in the future, it will not be so easy!"

Qing Boudoir breathed a sigh of relief and left.

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Back in the house, Qing Boudoir leaned on the rattan chair and was dull, she didn't bother to say anything, she was really helpless, Master often trained her, it was the first time to lose her temper like today, she knew that Master must be disappointed in her, in fact, how could she not be disappointed? During the day, she always thought about Master unconsciously, pondering every word, every movement, every look he said, sometimes, Master just sighed lightly, and she became extremely nervous.

Qing Boudoir had the illusion that she seemed to like the master.

As soon as this thought appeared, she herself was quite surprised, how could she like the master? Confucianism attaches the most importance to etiquette and morality, and even the master often teaches her that there is a difference between the old and the young, and the master is the elder and the elder, and the master's love is equivalent to the love of parents for their children, and it is the purest and most selfless, how can she think of the love between men and women in a dirty way? Zheng Qingbou, Zheng Qingbou! What are you thinking about every day in your head? Is it because of the beginning of love, so you can't control that primitive impulse?

Qing Boudoir felt very ashamed, she couldn't face this problem, or a normal person couldn't face this problem, it was unethical to fall in love with her teacher in ancient times, even if it was a generation of talented women, she ended up separated, she went up against adversity, how could she not feel ashamed? Fortunately, she was still sensible, and she desperately told her that she had to abandon this love and study hard.

Qing Boudoir piled up the books in the house half a person high, and made a lot of candles, she had to study hard, to be a leader, only in this way she would not be cranky, only in this way could the master be pleased, she hid in the pile of books day and night to read hard, candles used one after another, but there are thousands of books in the world, even if she reads one a day, she can't make up for mistakes.

Qing Boudoir felt that her heart was weak, and she didn't even have the energy to swing, in order to see the master, she always sat on the swing and peeked at the master, but now that the master is passing by, she doesn't even have the courage to look up.

Ling Ya saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, so she gave Qing Boudoir an idea and said: "Girl, go and apologize to the adult, saying that you will not do it again in the future, whether he forgives or not, it is freer than you are now." ”

Qing Boudoir has a good face, after all, she can't be Lingya, she can't be her own heart, so she was pushed to find the master, the master was not there, she looked for a lot of places, and later found out that the master was in the backyard and Fu Tai, this Fu Tai is about the same age as Rong Yu, twenty-eight \\ nine looks, can be literary and martial, good at scheming, is Rong Yu's henchman, the two are really a little bit of a match compared to each other.

Qing boudoir watched them call around, dazzling, and didn't know how to talk, people are strange, grinding teeth on weekdays, when it comes to the critical time, I don't know how to speak, and finally Ling Ya came all the way to hold the tea, she is a maid, naturally better than the girl knows what the master needs at the right time, the person who practices martial arts consumes a lot of energy, and the throat is easy to dry, and when they stop, the girl handed the tea in front of them, and the adult still has the heart to refuse?

After a few moves, Rong Yu collected the sword in a graceful arc, and then Fu Tai also collected the sword, Ling Ya handed over a look, Qing Boudoir understood, and immediately brought a bowl of tea and said: "Master, are you tired? Drink some water!"

Rong Yu didn't talk, he just cared about talking to Fu Tai, completely ignoring her cunning, and only heard him laugh at Fu Tai: "Your swordsmanship has improved a lot, and I almost let you win today, this courtyard is too small, you can't stretch your hands and feet, let's go to another place to try again, how about it?"

Fu Tai hugged his fists and said: "My subordinates will accompany you at any time!"

Rong Yu smiled lightly and walked around with Fu Tai from the boudoir.

Qing Boudoir put down the teacup, followed closely, and chased until the study, she saw Rong Yu hand Fu Tai a booklet, and the two chattered, as if talking about how the palace was, talking about the clouds, and the code, she listened in a daze, and then Fu Tai was ordered to go out. Qing Boudoir took a few steps forward and knelt on the ground: "Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong, please don't be angry, okay?"

Rong Yu finally glanced at her, what didn't change was that he still didn't plan to pay attention to her, and in the end, he carried her behind her back to find a book on the shelf, his expression was buried and invisible, only the black hair was spread on his back.

"Master—" Qing Boudoir pouted, her brow furrowed.

"Get up, it's cold on the ground!" Rong Yu said without saltiness, seeing that Qing Boudoir didn't move, his voice was a little stronger: "Tell you to get up, didn't you hear?"

Qing Boudoir stood up helplessly, and saw that the master was not very happy, so she muttered: "Master, don't ignore me, I really know it's wrong, if you're not upset, hit me, scold me, I'm really angry, it's okay to punish me for moving scriptures, I have no complaints, really, Master! You punish me! Don't hang, my mother almost doesn't want me, I don't want Master and don't want me!"

Rong Yuyi sighed and did not speak.

The boudoir babbled a lot, saying how she left home, how she worshipped him as a teacher, and then how he gave her a piano, how to teach her to read, the tone was sincere and sad, and she burst into tears, maybe because she was too sad, she was so angry that she vomited blood.

Rong Yu was stunned, threw himself to support her, the first vein, frowned tightly, he quickly clicked on her acupoint, hugged her tightly, and blamed: "Didn't you let Lingya supervise you to apply medicine? Why is the injury more serious? Have you been taking care of yourself these days?"

There was a weak smile on the corner of Qing's mouth: "Master ignores me, I'm worried, I'll stop taking medicine for several days in a hurry." ”

Rong Yu really didn't know what to say about her, and wanted to care about her, but what he said was reproach: "How can you not take good care of yourself? Do you know what the consequences of not taking care of yourself are? You will die, you will fall ill, and you will despise your life so much, don't you think Huangquan Road is not crowded enough?"