Wang Jun is wearing a silver-blue brocade robe today, with wide sleeves and dark lines, standing there with his hands in his hands, like a jade tree in the wind, he is really very chic.

When Sima Yue saw him, he subconsciously wanted to run over. just remembered that there was Cui Hu beside him, so he still forcibly covered the joy on his face.

When the students see the Master, they naturally have to salute. It was Sima Yue and Cui Hu who respectfully saluted Wang Jun and called the dean.

Wang Jun nodded noncommittally, his gaze swept over Cui Hu's injured hand, and then reached out and handed over a small celadon vase.

"Mulberry white." He said this very succinctly.

Sima Yue remembered the time when she climbed a tree to get apples in her last martial arts class, and her hand was cut, Wang Jun used this mulberry white to compress her hand, and her hand was completely healed on the second day. I remember that Yingshi once said that this mulberry white is a precious medicinal powder that is not passed down by the Taiyuan Wang family, and it is said that it can generate muscles and bones, no matter how big the trauma, it will definitely not leave a scar when you use this.

And now Wang Jun actually took it out to Cui Hu, so it seems that he is still very generous.

It's just that I didn't expect Cui Hu to reach out and pick it up.

"Thank you." Cui Hu raised his bandaged right hand to show Wang Jun, and said very coldly, "It's just that I don't need this." ”

Sima Yue was in a hurry in the back, and he really wanted to kick him directly.

Why is this Cui Hu so desperate.

Speaking of which, the injury on his hand was caused by her, so there is absolutely no reason why he should not be allowed to use such a good medicinal powder.

And Wang Jun saw that he didn't accept it, and he didn't force it anymore, but the corners of his lips were slightly curved, as if he was smiling, but the smile never reached the bottom of his eyes.

As soon as Sima Yue saw that he had the intention of taking back the celadon vase, he immediately took two steps forward and snatched the celadon vase from his hand.

Then she turned around and stuffed the celadon bottle directly into Cui Hu's other uninjured hand without saying anything.

"This mulberry white is very easy to use, you go back and use it, and your hands will be fine tomorrow." Speaking of this, she looked up at Cui Hu and said in a very sincere tone, "Really, Cui Hu, you believe me." ”

She has personally practiced this mulberry white, so naturally she can pack a ticket.

Cui Hu looked at her and saw that her eyes were shining, full of sincerity and expectation.

Originally, he didn't want to accept Wang Jun's favor, but now, looking at the sincerity and expectation in Sima Yue's eyes, he nodded like a ghost, and then clenched the celadon bottle in his hand.

Originally, it was just porcelain that was cold to the touch, but now in the palm of the hand, it feels inexplicably very warm.

And Wang Jun watched the interaction between the two of them from the side, and even the smile that barely pulled out the corner of his lips just now was gone, and his eyes were cold.

Cui Hu was asking Sima Yue in a low voice at this time, do you want him to send her back?

Sima Yue touched his nose and began to lie.

"I remember that my imperial grandmother just said that she was looking for me, so I won't go back first, you can go back first."

At the same time, he asked him how he came here. When he learned that he was coming on horseback, he was told to be careful when riding a horse, and not to hurt his right hand again.

Cui Hu responded one by one, and whispered a few words to her to be careful.

Compared with the conciseness and coldness when he spoke to Wang Jun just now, Cui Hu at this moment can be regarded as a chatter, and it is also a very warm chatter.

And Wang Jun, who was witnessing this scene on the side, couldn't describe it as cold, it was simply cold.

The kind of cold that chills into the bone marrow.

Cui Hu explained to Sima Yue, and then saluted Wang Jun, and simply said that the student had retired first, and then turned around and left.

Wang Jun didn't even nod his head this time, but just stood there with his hands in his hands, his expression looking a little unfathomable.

Sima Yue watched Cui Hu turn over and get on the horse, until his figure completely disappeared from sight, and then he came out with a gentle sigh of relief.

During this process, Wang Jun didn't say a word, just looked at Sima Yue coldly.

And when Sima Yue turned around and wanted to talk to him, he saw that he didn't look at her, so he just raised his feet and left.

Sima Yue hurriedly chased him.

It's just that he doesn't seem to be walking fast, but in fact he is walking like flying, and soon he arrived at the carriage, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and directly lowered his head into the carriage.

And then the carriage curtain was lowered.

Sima Yue stood in place and touched his nose, not knowing which one Wang Jun was singing.

Chengying, who was sitting on the wheel, had followed Wang Jun for many years, so he naturally knew that his son-in-law was angry.

He saw that Sima Yue was just standing still in place, and he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that Wang Jun would have an evil fire in his stomach later. But looking at him like this, he was anxious, so he could only use gestures to signal Sima Yue to hurry up and get in the car to appease Wang Jun.

Sima Yue received Chengying's message and was about to get into the car with her skirt, when she suddenly saw that the curtain of the car was opened, Wang Jun looked at her with a cold face, and said in a cold tone: "Don't come up yet?" ”

Where did Sima Yue dare to hesitate, and hurriedly climbed into the carriage with both hands and feet.

As soon as she entered the carriage, Wang Jun immediately lowered the carriage curtain and coldly instructed Chengying: "Catch the car." ”

Chengying was suppressed by the low pressure around Wang Jun, and didn't dare to say anything, so he honestly sat on the wheel and started to catch the car.

And Sima Yue in the carriage was also suppressed by the low pressure around Wang Jun at this time, so he didn't dare to say anything, just lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, and honestly sat on the side next to him and didn't dare to move.

Wang Jun looked at her current low-eyebrowed and obedient appearance, and then thought about her smiling and caring appearance in front of Cui Hu just now, and he had the impulse to take her over and punish her well.

He pursed his lips tightly and looked at Sima Yue, but unfortunately Sima Yue didn't dare to look at him at all, so he couldn't see the anger in his eyes at all.

But just because you can't see it doesn't mean you can't feel it. It was precisely because he felt it that Sima Yue didn't dare to say anything, just sat here honestly.

Neither of them spoke, and there was silence in the carriage for a while.

In the end, Wang Jun didn't hold back, and took the lead in asking coldly: "Have you seen the white peacock?" ”

"Hmm. I've seen it. Sima Yue lowered his eyebrows and replied obediently.

"Watching it with Cui Hu?"

"Hmm."

"Is it pretty?"

"Okay."

Then Wang Jun stopped talking again.

Sima Yue just sat there and pondered, what kind of anger did Wang Jun have? Was it because he had told him not to run around and wait for her there, but when he came back and saw that he was gone, and then he ran with others to see the white peacock, and then he was angry about it?

She couldn't imagine that Wang Jun was actually vinegar.

Why would you go to see the white peacock with other people, and not with me?

Wang Jun looked at Sima Yue, who was still sitting there with low eyebrows and not looking up at him, and he really wanted to hit her for a while.

But he can't say that Cui Hu likes you, you should keep a certain distance from him, it's best to be cold, and don't have any intersection at all in the future.

That's often the case. If you don't know that the other party likes you, you can still get along with the other party all the time, and if you know that the other party likes you, all the expressions and actions of the other party will change in your eyes. In this way, the two of them will either die of old age and no longer interact with each other in the future, or they will continue to be ambiguous, and then they will directly cultivate the positive result of ambiguous words.

Therefore, Dean Wang, who had unspeakable suffering, felt a little congested at this time.

And what made him even more upset was why Sima Yue was sitting so far away from him now? Aren't the two of them very close these days? And why didn't she take the initiative to talk to him?

In the end, Wang Jun didn't hold back, and took the initiative to say, "What are you doing sitting so far away?" Don't sit down yet. ”

"Oh."

Sima Yue agreed, then slowly got up and stood up, intending to sit next to Wang Jun.

It's just that as soon as she got up, she heard a thud, and something fell out of her sleeve.

The two of them looked down at the same time, and saw that it was a small and delicate dagger.

Wang Jun knew exactly what was on Sima Yue's body, so the first time he saw this dagger, he knew that it wasn't hers.

Thinking of what Zheng Xun said before, he immediately knew that this dagger belonged to Cui Hu.

So Wang Jun's face, which had just calmed down, immediately turned cold again.

As soon as Sima Yue saw the dagger fall out, he bent down and planned to pick it up.

But Wang Jun was faster than her.

Sima Yue had just bent down at this moment, and Wang Jun stepped forward with an arrow and directly scooped up the dagger in his hand.

Then Sima Yue naturally wanted to say: "Give me back the dagger." ”

Originally, she just said it unintentionally, but in Wang Jun's ears, it meant that she was very nervous about this dagger.

In other words, she was actually very nervous about the original owner of the dagger.

Wang Jun only felt that a nameless fire rose from the dantian, and soon spread to the places where the limbs were hundreds of remains, almost burning all the reason that he had always been proud of.

So as soon as he raised his hand, he saw a silver light drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

He threw the dagger right down the window.

Sima Yue's pupils dilated, and he looked out of the car window.

But Chengying's car was driving fast, and where could he still see the dagger.

She was a little angry in her heart for a while, and turned to face Wang Jun and asked, "Wang Jun, what are you doing here?" ”

Heh, what am I doing here?

Suddenly, for no reason, a sense of sadness rippled in his heart.

He's jealous of his own students.

And Sima Yue had already opened his mouth to ask Chengying to stop at this time, and then he wanted to reach out and lift the curtain, and then get out of the car to find the dagger.

The outer sheath of that dagger was inlaid with several rubies and tortoiseshells, not to mention priceless, but it must also be valuable, wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away for nothing?

It's just that her hand has just touched the curtain, and suddenly a hand behind her came faster and grabbed her hand, and then pulled it hard, and directly pulled her body against the wall of the car next to her.

Then Wang Junbao stepped forward, pinched her chin with two fingers, and asked coldly, "Do you care so much about the dagger that Cui escorted you?" ”

Can you not care? How much silver is that dagger worth?

Sima Yue was about to open her mouth to explain, but the light and shadow in front of her suddenly dimmed, and she saw Wang Jun leaning down, and then her lips were roughly bitten by him.