At this time, the green-shirted girl followed behind Ye Er with her head down, and Bai Zijin felt a slight stab in her heart. He shook his head and threw it aside. Maybe it's because the Liang family's affairs have made him a little too busy recently.

"The master knew that you were going to make a sacrifice, so he asked me to call you over and explain some things to you." Bai Zijin tried his best to ignore the pitiful figure, and also hid the fact that the master's body was weakening.

Mo Qingye nodded, and when he walked to the door with the people, he asked Chang Ning's homework.

She is pregnant, and these days are taught by Bai Zijin. Coupled with Chang Ning's talent and pure mind, he will naturally learn faster.

As soon as Chang Ning heard the master call her, her eyes were suddenly full of smiles, and the corners of her mouth were almost grinning to the back of her head. Bai Zijin saw that smile, and inexplicably hooked his lips.

Chang Ning's head was biased, and he seemed to remember that he had even been a rare Uncle Bai in the past few months, and he had learned any magic formations. His mouth opened, and he was a little weak, "The disciple is dull, and he has not made any progress in the past few months." The little head shrunk.

Bai Zijin was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered what he had forgotten.

Before he could speak, Mo Qingye turned around with a cold face, and said in a fierce voice, "Chang Ning, you are the eldest disciple I have accepted!" If you can't convince everyone, how can you use it to block the mouths of the people! You also saw it with your own eyes in the palace that day, so you don't want to disappoint your teacher. Mo Qingye said coldly, and every time he said a word, Chang Ning's head lowered a point. Bai Zijin's face was also a little ugly tight.

This is his dereliction of duty. He has been running around the Liang family for the past few months. is even thinking about how to make Nian Yu return to the National Master's Mansion.

At this time, seeing Chang Ning's slightly drooping little face, Bai Zijin's heart tightened. With a faint distress. It's guilt.

"The disciple knows his mistake." Chang Ning's eyes were red.

"Go to the altar and kneel, you are not allowed to get up without permission!" Mo Qingye put down his words and went directly into the house. When he staggered with the two of them, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

Chang Ning bit his lower lip, holding back tears in his eyes and reluctant to fall. "Yes, the disciple will follow the master's teachings." After speaking, he didn't look at Bai Zijin, and ran directly to the altar. Kneeling under the blazing sun.

Bai Zijin's heart twitched slightly.

hurriedly followed Mo Qingye a few steps up, and was about to open his mouth to plead and explain the reason, when he heard Mo Qingye say, "Don't persuade me!" Since this girl worships in my door, she should listen to the teachings, you are an uncle, and you should be strict. "Finished. Gave him a meaningful look. "What you think is not necessarily what others want. If you really want Nian Yu to re-enter the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, I have no objection. So he went directly to the great master.

Bai Zijin was slightly stunned, only to feel that his eyes were a little uncomfortable.

The number of disciples for the priests was established. If it is for nothing, there is one more. The government and the opposition are afraid that they will not be convinced. It will even bring trouble to Mo Qingye. Thousands of people want to come in. Where can there be so much room for it? If someone wants to enter, someone else has to squeeze it out. Hongsheng is the prince, and the prince is only a nominal disciple. It's also for the sake of his imminent death, I just want to give him another life. But it was also short-lived. Only Chang Ning is a child of the family.

He seemed to remember the first time he saw Chang Ning, when he followed Ye Er and came out of the Liang Mansion. He fell to the ground in a white state. The children of the Chang family were all red-eyed with fright, but she held Ye'er's hand and refused to go back. Even if I fainted, I never let go. It was perhaps the first time she felt such a deep warmth.

The purer the mind, the more favorable and dependent they are on Ye'er. He knows better than anyone else.

Inexplicably, I didn't want to reminisce, shook my head, and went back to the room and took an oil-paper umbrella. Straight out. But he didn't go far, but only stood under the altar and gave the green an umbrella. One black and one green, obviously two extremes, but surprisingly harmonious.

As soon as Mo Qingye entered the house, he saw the great master leaning against the window, with an inky hairpin firmly behind him. Wearing a white shirt, it looks even more extraordinary. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, but with a bit of coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow. Holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand, occasionally a few strands of black hair fell slightly, and the baby face looked a little lighter, making people less nervous.

The great master who is high up, that's right, even if he has a baby face, others always feel pressure under his gaze.

"When did you learn to interfere with other people's marriages?" The great master didn't move, and only asked lightly.

Mo Qingye happened to enter the door and sat down on the rattan chair next to the desk. Her favorite rattan chair is next to her favorite pastries. Even the Lin family only knew what she liked by secretly observing. But every time I come to the National Teacher's Mansion, I am fully prepared.

Xiaobai, that kid is still very careful. Mo Qingye thought to himself.

Comfortably grabbed a piece and gnawed on it, with a mouth bulging like a little squirrel. "I'm not interfering with him, I'm just putting some pressure on him to see clearly when I'm sure he wants to." I didn't forget to nibble on a bite of pastry in my mouth.

The great master seemed to think of something funny, and chuckled slightly. He said lightly, "So you would do such boring things." It's really changed. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and he seemed to be a little bitter.

When Mo Qingye wanted to take a closer look, he disappeared in an instant. I just feel dazzled. But when I think of Fang Cai's smile, it seems a little familiar.

Tilting his head slightly, he didn't think of anything for a while.

The great teacher held the scriptures in his hands, but he didn't turn a page halfway, he just looked at the scriptures attentively, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Did you call me here just to see a beautiful man?" Mo Qingye glanced at him and eliminated another piece of pastry. Every time she came to the National Teacher's Mansion, her appetite increased greatly. I always feel that the chefs here make things that are extremely good for the stomach.

Even during the period of morning sickness, she often came to the National Teacher's Mansion to eat and drink.

Of course, she didn't know the rumors that there were no cooks in the National Teacher's Mansion. Even if she invited some later, she only made the maid's meal. She has always felt that the chefs in the National Teacher's Mansion are very skilled, and she wants to pack them and take them home.

The great master glanced back at her, obviously it was just a skimming, but with thousands of graces, Mo Qingye's titanium alloy dog eyes were almost blinded.

Don't look at indecent things, don't look at indecent things, you're a family man!

Mo Qingye laughed dryly, and the refreshments in his hand were a little unbearable. Hehe, what else to eat, her eyes almost betrayed Second Master Su, and her stomach can't betray anymore.

I'm a disciplined person! Mo Qingye resolutely threw down the pastry. The righteousness of the face is awe-inspiring.

When the national teacher saw her small movements, he only hooked his lips, and his heart was astringent.

It's all different. Even if he came back, he still wasn't the same person.

The great master put down the scriptures, and then turned around and looked at her a little serious. Seriously, Mo Qingye felt a little furious. (To be continued.) )