See the Man in Black Again [4]

On weekdays, when the young master is taken to the sect master, the disciples in the sect pretend to be the young master and stay in the Ming Palace.

"I've been contacted, and the young master that night wasn't Ning Qing pretending."

The White Hall Master was silent, and said after a while:

"You continue to observe, to find out if the young master has been dropped, or if there is something else.

As for the rest, I'll explain it to the Master. ”

"Yes, my subordinates know the way." After the figure agreed, it quietly went out.

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The night breeze blew through the window, revealing a faint coolness.

Ming Yulong was vigilantly dormant, waiting for the arrival of the man in black.

It's a pity that this night, except for a half-obscured bright moon in the sky, and a few mosquitoes that flew in to suck her blood, nothing was found.

Staring at the two sleep-deprived bubble eyes, Ming Yulong was urged up from the bed by Feng'er, and washed her face in a daze with half-closed eyes.

"Ouch, what icy water!"

The handkerchief on the cold was extremely cold, Ming Yulong snorted, screamed, and tore the handkerchief off his face.

"Feng'er, are you going to freeze me to death?"

Feng'er grabbed the handkerchief she threw over, and carefully explained:

"Miss, Feng'er looks like you still can't open your eyes, and you can fall down and fall asleep at any time.

When you get to the academy, if people see you drowsy, maybe you will leave a bad impression on the master.

Specially let people go to the well to fetch water, so that you can be surging and appear energetic. ”

Ming Yulong touched his cool little face, although it was a little cold just now,

But I really woke up all of a sudden, and now I don't feel sleepy at all.

Pretended to be angry and glared at Feng'er, "Are you afraid that it will be difficult to call me to get up, and you think about it every day." ”

Feng'er said in a panic: "Miss, Feng'er was unjustly killed, and the slave maid saw you get up, so she gave you a handkerchief." ”

Seeing her nervous face, Ming Yulong couldn't help laughing again, squinted and raised her eyebrows:

"Your ice water is ice water, but don't change the hot water on a whim next time, then I can't bear it!"

Seeing that Ming Yulong's eyes were smiling, not really angry, Feng'er couldn't help laughing, wrung out the handkerchief, and said:

"The slave is not Concubine Ding, she likes to wash her face with hot tea, and her face is full of bubble flowers!"

"Haha...... Ming Yulong climbed down from the bed, "If Concubine Ding hears your words, she will definitely be angry again!" ”

"If you are angry, anyway, if the slave doesn't talk about her, she won't necessarily be good to the slave!" Feng'er waited for her to get dressed,

"Miss, hurry up, go to the academy to report today, it must not be too late, Rong Shizi's carriage should also arrive."

"Well, Zhilu said. Let them bring their breakfast. ”

Ming Yulong finished dressing up, and before he started eating, he heard the people in the front yard say that Rong Yi's carriage had arrived.

She is going to Guozijian today, she can't be late, she can't bring a maid by her side, and after letting Feng'er take care of the yard, she went to the front of the house.

The rosewood carriage stopped quietly in front of the door, and Qu Shang still followed the carriage as always.

"Mr. Shang, morning." She raised her hand to say hello.

Qu Shang smiled: "Miss Ming is early. ”

Lifting the curtain, I saw Rong Yi sitting in the carriage, saw her coming up, and looked at her in a refreshing blue long skirt with a simple and generous bun