Teacher, preacher, teacher and puzzle solver.

Qin Muyu has no master, and she doesn't need a master.

If you talk about Master, there is only one person who can be called Master by her, although the mysterious man with such a name should be dismissed, the man called Lin Yin.

But today, although she was calculated, when she saw this young man, this young man who was coughing up blood in the dark room, but still covering his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound and not showing a trace of fragile pride and fragility, she wanted to be his master.

The promise she made before Murong Hui and the Lin family was not a game anymore. Looking at this young man, she suddenly understood a little bit of the way Lin Yin looked at her in her previous life. Appreciation and expectation, yes, a little mixed with pity, but such a teenager made her see a possibility, a possibility to liberate Ruihua again!

Perhaps, this country that is slowly decaying in the glitz needs such a forbearant but proud king.

His pride is his nature, forbearance is helplessness and choice, and in the end, what remains is the hidden wisdom that she can feel.

She admits that she is also curious about the teenager. Na Ruihua made a shocking song from Murong Qingli, which made everyone present cry, and the whole song came out under the fingers of this young man. This is a secret in Ruihua, but it is not a secret in the information that he knew in his previous life.

What kind of boy is he, who has not been well-known since he was a child, but can play the quyi that even Zhuge Linyun said is "the first sound of the piano", and what kind of prince is it, who is obviously arrogant but can hide a sharp man? What kind of man is it, so like her, and so different from her?

Her eyes flickered, and she made a promise to protect her. Feeling the young man's body thinner than her, feeling the sticky blood sliding down her neck uncontrollably, the young man in her arms hugged back with a youthful hug, and the trust in it made her slightly surprised, she thought that Murong Qingfan's initial vigilance was because of rejection, but now it seems that this is not the case?

But no matter what, it's a good thing after all, isn't it?

Although she will not be a good master like Lin Yin, she will let this teenager out of this dark place in her lifetime. He is also a prince and should also stand in the sun.

"Master?"

The boy's voice is unique to the hoarseness of the teenager's voice change period, and the mixed coughing sound during the period makes the voice even more unpleasant. Murong Qingfan frowned, secretly spitting on his embarrassment.

"Yes, Master. I am your master, appointed by Murong Hui, and I also have an official position. ”

Qin Muyu and Murong Qingfan were separated, and they knelt on the ground face to face, Murong Qingfan quietly glanced at the dirty white robe of his "master" opposite, and his delicate face showed unbearability.

He is not such an angry person, but he can't control it and behaves "naïve". Maybe the brain can't keep up, and you can't control your eyes and your mouth.

knew that he looked terrible, knew that he was even more embarrassed now, knew that his voice was ugly, and knew that he might be hated by the people in front of him if he was nosy, but he still couldn't stand it.

"I don't need Master, you can ...... Select the Prince. ”

Qin Muyu didn't hear the hesitation in the young man's voice and a little suppressed reluctance, but looked at him with interest, frowning slightly and listening to him start again but was suppressed by himself.

"Prince? I thought that you were good friends with the second prince and would let me choose the second prince. ”

After Murong Qingfan finished coughing, he knew that those beautiful and clear eyes were staring at him, and his face blushed unconsciously, and his face was a lovely pink, making him finally look like a little teenager,

"The second prince has a gentle appearance, but he is the most fierce, if you are his master, you will definitely be used by him."

"Whose master am I not going to be taken advantage of? The emperor's chess piece, which was originally to cultivate the prince, was originally used to be used. ”

Qin Muyu's voice was faint, she was just saying a fact, but Murong Qingfan, who was too sensitive to feelings, suddenly became excited, causing her cough to be louder,

"Ahem...... No! ”

"What's that?"

"I ......"

Qin Muyu wanted to induce Murong Qingfan to say what he wanted to say, but when the words came to his mouth, Murong Qingfan's face suddenly darkened, and he swallowed the rest of the words into his mouth.

Me, how am I? I won't take advantage of him, but I can't protect him. I can only be a drag on him, and how can I be ashamed to say things like "I decided not to take advantage of you!" "In that case?

Qin Muyu glanced at him deeply, and sighed slightly in his heart, for his escape, but he also knew that this was his instinct.

"Then do you think the crown prince is better than the second prince?"

Qin Muyu changed the topic, and Murong Qingfan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but then there was a deeper annoyance, which was suppressed by him alive.

"Although the prince's mind is difficult to guess, the prince's arrogance is the most disdainful of using some shady tricks, and the prince has always cherished talents, and the second prince will only use everything he can use, and will destroy those things that do not obey him." Murong Qingfan's eyes were calm at this time, but his head was slightly lowered, as if he could recover his usual calm without looking at Qin Muyu, and calmly analyzed, "When I was a child, my father got a horse that was paid tribute by Xishu, with a fur as black as ink, four thick hooves, and a run like flying, but it was unruly and difficult to tame, and it was a kick to anyone, and each horse herd was also miserable. The father promised the crown prince and the second prince that if anyone could obey the foal, the horse would be given to whomever he coalded, and in the end, the second prince got the horse. ”

"Huh?" Qin Muyu was stunned, Murong Qingge's pervert actually lost? In terms of martial arts, Murong Qingge is more than a step higher than Murong Qingli, could it be that Ma also knew that Murong Qingge was a pervert, so he kicked him down directly? It's a pity that he didn't kick to death, otherwise there would be one less pervert in this world, and I don't know how many people will be benefited.

Qin Muyu was thinking crookedly, her big eyes turned around like a big doll, Murong Qingfan secretly looked at her, and when she saw her expression, she smiled slightly, and even the blood in her mouth became sweet.

He laughed so beautifully, did such a person who looked clear play such a heart-wrenching and decisive tune? The burning heat of worship in Murong Qingfan's heart ignited a little more.

If he can be his apprentice, he doesn't want to be sheltered, as long as he can listen to him play the piano again, he really has no regrets in this life.

"Could it be that Murong Qingge's guy was kicked down directly by the horse?"

Qin Muyu noticed Murong Qingfan's small eyes, smiled at him, and sure enough, he saw the young man blushing again, and quickly lowered his head. This prince is really cute.

"Yes, kicked down." Murong Qingfan was upright, but he couldn't change back to his previous calm appearance, "The prince wanted to get on the horse directly, and was kicked down by the horse directly, he was not annoyed, and then he went on again, and the horse was exhausted for an hour, and in the end, the horse was about to give in." Speaking of this, Murong Qingfan's connection was faintly respectful, and it was not difficult to imagine how stubborn Murong Qingge was at that time.

Qin Muyu also thought of the scene at that time, but the first thing she remembered was the man's arrogant smile. A domineering and arrogant laugh without evil.

"Perverted." With a sigh, Murong Qingfan nodded,

"The second prince is indeed a pervert."

"Second prince?"

"Hmm." Murong Qingfan's face regained his composure, but at a glance, he knew that he had already brought himself in. Facing such a young man, Qin Muyu couldn't help but touch his face lovingly, and the young man instantly broke his skills.

"The crown prince still didn't succeed in the end, because in the end, when the prince was about to succeed, the second prince came, with a knife. The agreed contest does not say who comes first or who comes next, nor does it say that one person cannot be present when the other person is tamed. ”

“…… Isn't that common sense? ”

"Here, nothing is common sense."

Murong Qingfan's words choked Qin Muyu back, but Qin Muyu laughed. She liked him more and more.

"Let me guess, the second prince with a knife went up to kill the horse. Murong Qingge almost didn't stop him, but finally compromised and let the horse out. And the exhausted horse was tamed by the second prince? ”

"Hmm." Murong Qingfan nodded, "The prince didn't give up that horse after all, it's better to give it to someone else than to die." He is the same for talents, it is the talent he likes, even if he is slapped in the face, he will not mind, but will find a way to get it back. ”

After listening to this, Qin Muyu nodded slightly, but asked another question,

"How's that horse?"

Murong Qingfan was stunned for a moment and did not answer. Because he doesn't know either. In fact, the number of times he could see Murong Qingge was also counted on one hand, and that ** was the only time he was brought to the field to participate in a royal event, although he was only arranged in a small corner.

"Guess what's going on with that horse?"

Qin Muyu pinched Murong Qingfan's face again, the elasticity and white tenderness made her unconsciously addicted, and finally she understood the reason why Xue Candle liked to pinch her face. And Murong Qingfan's attention was on the side of his face with a birthmark pinched in her hand, and after pressing the discomfort in his heart, he felt a warm current that he had never felt before sliding through his heart.

"The horse should be well treated, after all, it is a god horse." In this way, he had never seen Murong Qingli riding that horse, and another thought flashed in Murong Qingfan's heart.

"That horse is definitely not with Murong Qingli anymore. Murong Qingge's 'pity for the fragrance and cherishing the jade' is due to his self-confidence, because everything he likes has to be his own, because sooner or later it is his own, he is not in a hurry. ”

Qin Muyu said lightly, but Murong Qingfan remembered Murong Qingge's ambition for Han Yu, and secretly glanced at him again.

"Poof, you don't have to look at me secretly, I'll show you openly."

Murong Qingfan looked at his face that suddenly got closer, the slight peach blossom fragrance suddenly became more intense, he stiffened and stiffened, and when Qin Muyu poked his face helplessly, he saw that the child blushed directly after realizing it.

It was a red face, red from the forehead to the neck, and the tips of the ears were dripping blood.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......!"

Qin Muyu stretched out his hand to check the pulse, frowned, and listened to the even harsher coughing sound, and actually carried Murong Qingfan up all of a sudden!

Carrying a sack in general!

“……！！ Ahem!! ……！！ ”

Murong Qingfan suddenly turned his head down, his head was dizzy, and then he reacted to his situation, and he wanted to speak but was choked by blood, and he coughed even more.

"Don't talk, I'll take you to someone to detoxify."

Qin Muyu's voice was slightly serious, because she knew that if she coughed again, this pale and fragile young man would not be able to do it. How much blood can a person shed? It's just that Murong Qingfan is too awkward, if she goes in directly to take him for treatment, she will definitely be rejected, and after some conversation, she also roughly understands Murong Qingfan's situation, and she also slightly feels the young man's inexplicable obedience to herself. So what's the delay?

When he went out, when the sun shone down, the flush on Murong Qingfan's face because of the cough suddenly receded.

But he still held his breath and said,

"Actually, I'm still useful. When I die, you will be liberated. So, you don't have to save me, I'm used to it. Spit and spit and get used to it. ”

The teenager was still laughing.

Qin Muyu stopped suddenly, she couldn't see Murong Qingfan's expression, but she could clearly know that this young man was laughing, and the relief of laughing was cautious.

He was afraid that he would leave, but the only sincerity he had said so far was to exchange his death for his stay? Is he looking down on her Qin Muyu, or is he looking down on himself?

"Indeed, when you die, you are liberated." Qin Muyu didn't feel anything about carrying Murong Qingfan, a sack was heavier than him, could such a shoulder carry the weight of Ruihua Country?

"If you're dead, I won't survive. Although you are an apprentice and I am a teacher, don't forget, you are a prince and I am just a courtier. ”

"Don't forget that you are a prince, even if everyone else forgets and deliberately ignores it, don't forget that you are a prince!"

"Even if you can't control other people's lives now, my life is in your hands."

"Do you want me to die? My good son? ”

The sun slanted on the face of the girl dressed as a man, heroic, arrogant, and calm with a hint of deterrence, how could such a person make people think that he was a woman?

The young man who was being carried on his shoulders suddenly laughed, blood slid down the corners of his mouth, and his tears fell, not sadness or grievance, he was just excited in his heart, so he shed tears.

He couldn't see the young man's look, but he had already surrendered,

"Master, if you want the world, I'll fight for you!"

The domineering and agitation that never appeared in him again was the impulse of the suppressed royal bloodline, and it was also his loyalty. If you want the world, I'll fight for you.

"I'm going to be like a prince, like you want me to be."

Then, the young man struggled to get off Qin Muyu's body, coughing on the ground and standing up, but his waist was as straight as he could, although the royal frame that he tried to hold up made this young man with an embarrassed face and a demon indecent, but Qin Muyu saw the arrogance he released from him.

The release of the repressed, the excavation of the buried. Maybe this person just needs a reason to live. As for how to live, that's what he said, to become what she wants him to become.

“……”

Qin Muyu sighed when he looked at this young man who seemed to cheer up and seemed to hide himself fiercely. How to describe him? It was all just his instinct. But what is his real instinct?

"If you say it reluctantly, but even if you don't say it, I'll come and help you. You must know that Master is used to rely on, even if I am young. And I want you to be what you are, you can slowly understand it. ”

The two young men walked on the edge of the palace, and the palace maids, guards, eunuchs and maids who passed by all secretly looked at them with scrutinizing eyes, while Murong Qingfan was contrary to his usual low eyebrows, although he coughed all the way and his face was pale, he was always straight, a stubborn arrogance.

Looking at the young man walking in front, he was obviously a martial artist, but in order to cooperate with himself, he was secretly looked at, and most of the disdain in his eyes was still calm, and his posture was like a leisurely stroll but he had been silently paying attention to his person.

This person is his own master.

He still didn't understand what Master was. It's like he doesn't understand why she chose herself, why she made promises to herself. But knowing that he was humble, he was still secretly excited in his heart.

For him, for Han Yu. But slowly not for the song that made him surrender, but also for this person.

Han Yu, he is different from the people in the entire Ruihua Palace, others are cold, but she is warm.

Because of this, he wants to be valuable by her side. Valuable people have the need to stay, and this is also the promise he can give her, as a response to her, is his meager protection.

Murong Qingfan, who can easily understand other people's thoughts, warmed her heart for the sincerity and pity shown by Qin Muyu, and Murong Qingfan also sighed lightly, she thought that all her obedience was just a compromise, but was it good or bad? In fact, he really didn't care much except for Jean. Becoming what she wants, whether it is the way she wants it or not, is the most like him now.

It is suitable for him as Han Yu's apprentice, and it is the same as his appearance as the fifth prince.

It's just that

"Master, if you want the world, I'll fight for you!"

This is not a lie.