Qing Ling glanced at the senior brothers sadly, followed behind the master step by step, and walked out of the hall.

Outside the hall, the griffin, who was waiting for Moqian's mount, was boredly arranging the white fluff on his chest with his beak, and when he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and saw his master, and stood up and flapped his wings merrily.

Qing Ling stepped forward to grab the griffin and scratched its neck affectionately, and the griffin narrowed his eyes very appreciatively.

Qing Ling and Mo Qian rode the griffin together and headed in the direction of Tang Ting.

Tangting is the living place of Moqian, named after the many vines and begonias planted in the courtyard outside the house. The vine canal begonias are red like fire, but the leaves are jet black, looking from afar, just like the bright red flowers in the ink painting, enchanting and beautiful.

But Qingling has an indescribable fear of Tang Ting.

From childhood to adulthood, every time I came here, I would be questioned by the master about my homework. I can't finish memorizing the Heart Sutra, I can't finish copying the piano score, even if I finish all of this, I still have to listen to the master's teachings, this is not allowed, that is not allowed......

Qing Ling sat down with a clatter, "Master, what are you going to take today?" ”

Mo Qian sat in the center, "I asked you to come here today, not to test your homework." ”

Qing Ling's eyes lit up suddenly.

Mo Qian said slowly: "You don't have to participate in this Ganyuan Conference. ”

Qing Ling was stunned for a long time, and then stammered and asked, "What does Master mean...... Me, I don't have to participate in the competition? ”

"It's not."

Mo Qian's face was like a thousand-year-old iceberg, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion, "You don't have to show up at this Ganyuan Conference. ”

Qing Ling straightened up, "Why?" ”

Although she has always been worried about embarrassing Chongwu during the competition, she has always been looking forward to seeing this once-in-a-millennium event.

Mo Qian said: "It makes sense to be a teacher. During this time, you will stay in Huaqing Palace and don't go anywhere. ”

"But ......" Qing Ling's mind was racing with thoughts, "Could it be ...... Could it be that I have done something wrong, Master, you are going to punish me? ”

Mo Qian was silent for a moment, "Not bad. You disobeyed the teacher's orders and went to Bijin Peak in private, and you really deserve to be punished. ”

Qing Ling's brain boomed.

"I, I ......"

Mo Qian stared at her, "Let me ask you, besides Emperor Mu Jing, who else have you mentioned this matter to?" ”

Qing Ling was still a little dazed, but gradually realized that it was the waste prince Mu Chen who lived in the Bichen Pavilion who betrayed himself!

"No one ......"

She subconsciously shook her head, knowing that she couldn't quibble anymore, she got up and knelt beside Mo Qian, pulling his sleeve, "Master, I know it's wrong, you can spare me this time!" Even if you want to be punished, is it okay to punish something else? ”

Begging for mercy was originally her forte, but today it is a little uncomfortable to do, and her heart is full of resentment and anger. After living for more than 300 years, she tasted betrayed for the first time, and that person was still a person she was willing to believe in for no reason!

Mo Qian silently looked at Qing Ling, who was wiping snot and tears on his sleeve, and finally revealed a hint of softness on his ice-like cold face, "If you do something wrong, you will have to bear the consequences." Master is also for your good. ”

Qing Ling raised his head and said unwillingly: "What do you mean by doing it for my good?" I have lived in Chongwu for more than 300 years, and there are very few opportunities to go down the mountain on weekdays, and even if I go out, you will not allow me to go far! I nest in the mountains all day long, and naturally I can't get insight! The fourth and fifth brothers are about the same age as me, but they know a lot more than me! Even the seventh junior brother is more knowledgeable than me! This Gan Yuan Conference finally opened my eyes, but Master said no! ”

Her dark eyes shone with sparkling tears, her brows furrowed slightly, and her rosy and beautiful lips were pursed into a tight arc of annoyance.

Mo Qian stared at her for a long time, then looked away suddenly.

She looks, more and more like her mother.

But the temperament seems to be too far behind.

How arrogant and resolute that person is......

Mo Qian sighed faintly, and said slowly: "Qing Ling, since you were a child, Master has warned you not to be impetuous. Letting you learn music and rhythm is also to restrain your temperament, abandon the world, and cultivate quietly. Most of the people who came to the Ganyuan Conference this time were dignitaries of the royal family, and they came and went, talking about some power and court disputes. Even if you are allowed to go, there is no benefit except to breed a fighting spirit. ”

It's this set again!

Master has always cherished words like gold, and the only time he is willing to say a few more words is to remind himself over and over again that he should not be impetuous.

Qing Ling straightened up, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Master! Ever since I was a child, you always mentioned something to me about being fierce and aggressive. But when did I get too strong? The third senior brother is so strong, why don't you talk about him? There is also the fifth senior brother, who is like a fighting all day long, and you didn't mention him! Is it because I'm a woman that I have to hide in Chongwu like a mouse for the rest of my life? ”

Mo Qian closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Qing Ling knew that Master's move was meant to issue an expulsion order, but he refused to stop there, after all, it was for a once-in-a-millennium event......

"Master told me to stay away from the power plot and court struggle, but why do you want to get involved yourself?"

"That Prince Muchen, why did you come to our Chongwu?"

"I know, you took into account his special status, so you didn't allow us to go to Bichen Peak. I promise, I won't go again, okay? ”

……

Mo Qian's eyes were still closed, "The Chongwu Peaks have re-laid the enchantment. Even if you want to go, you can't. ”

Qing Ling changed his mind and said again: "I think that the prince and the emperor who came today are very suspicious in their behavior!" Maybe he came to make an excuse to make trouble. I have heard the analysis of the fifth senior brother, and the abolition of Prince Muchen is related to their mother...... It's better to do this, during the Gan Yuan Conference, let me keep an eye on the emperor closely, lest she do anything bad......"

Mo Qian finally opened his eyes, his gaze cold, "From now on, you are not allowed to approach the people of the Chaoyan Royal Clan!" ”

"But ......"

"In the next few months, you will honestly stay in Huaqing Palace and copy the Supreme Heart Sutra a thousand times."

"Huh? A thousand times! Master......"

"Say one more word, copy it a thousand times."

***

Qing Ling copied the scriptures in the Huaqing Palace for a few days, and his mood was extremely depressed.

Counting up, since she was a child, she has been punished by her master countless times, but none of them has made her so resentful as she is now.

Qing Ling slammed the pen dipped in ink in his hand, turned his sore wrist, climbed onto the couch, lay down on his back, and let out a long sigh.

After a long silence with her eyes open, she took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, raised it to her eyes and stared at it for a moment, and slowly covered her face.

Sipa carried a wisp of Lanzhi's breath, faint and lingering, entangled in the heart, and instantly stuffed to the full, making people breathless. It's like a little dull, and it's like an indescribable melancholy......

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

In her sleep, she was dazed, as if she was crouching beside the desk again.

My head is also dizzy, my hands are painful, and my stomach is full of sadness and grievances after being betrayed.

A burst of Lan Zhi's fragrance came from behind him, the body was encircled into a warm embrace, the fingers holding the pen were held, and each other's fingertips touched and rubbed lightly, and the handwriting began to twist crookedly......

Qing Ling shuddered and woke up suddenly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Yao lying beside him with one hand on his head, with an interesting smile on his lips.

"Senior sister, are you awake?"

Luo Yao picked up the silk handkerchief on the couch, handed it to Qing Ling, and wiped his mouth with his fingers.

Qing Ling touched the corner of his mouth.

Slobber! Oh my God, I don't know what kind of sleep I was just now...... It's really a loss of senior sister demeanor......

She stuffed the silk handkerchief into her arms, pulled a handkerchief out of her sleeve again, and wiped her saliva with a serious expression, "Xiao Qi, why didn't you go to accompany your emperor and come to me?" ”

Among Chongwu's disciples, Zheng Lang Muna, Ling Feng is withdrawn, Li Zhong is impetuous, and it is his turn to treat people and things, and only the steady Chenyue and the eight-sided exquisite Luo Yao can be up to the task. But as a senior brother, Chenyue has a lot of trivial matters to manage on weekdays, and the time is limited, so the heavy responsibility of accompanying Prince Mu Han and Emperor Mu Jing fell on Luo Yao.

Luo Yao pointed in the direction of the tea case, "Senior brother asked me to send some snacks." ”

Qing Ling glanced at the food box on the case, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Luo Yao got up, took a few snacks from the food box, served them in a small white porcelain plate, and brought them to the front of the bed, "This is the dim sum given by the emperor." I think these things are pretty good, senior sister try them. ”

Qing Ling tore the futon at the corner of the couch, folded it into a cushion, found a comfortable position to lean on it, then took the plate, picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth.

Jade Hibiscus White Cake ...... Not bad......

Qing Ling squinted slightly, enjoying the delicious taste in his mouth.

Luo Yao sat sideways on the edge of the couch, with a shallow smile in his eyes, looking at Qing Ling.

"I heard from the fifth senior brother, senior sister wanted to go on a hunger strike a few days ago?"

Qing Ling's chewing action paused, his face was flushed, and when he swallowed the snack in his mouth, he said angrily: "He is embarrassed to talk everywhere!" If it weren't for him, maybe I'd be done. ”

After being punished and grounded, Qing Ling copied books every day until his hands were weak, and he was depressed and came up with a hunger strike to protest, but unfortunately he didn't last a few days, and he was tempted by the roast chicken wings brought by Li Zhong to give up......