"Qianji, how many times have I said that you can't trust the information given to you by others, and you are my apprentice, you have to listen to me, do I want you to kill that person?" Wan Ling frowned and said sternly.

Qianji was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and whispered, "The apprentice knows that he is wrong." ”

Qianji's voice was very faint and calm, but his shoulders were trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited, don't cry, okay? I'm sorry. Wan Ling hugged a thousand machines into his arms and whispered.

The voice of all souls is warm and soft, and people will sink if they fall into it.

Qianji didn't cry, but her heart was confused, did the master love her? Can they really be lovers? Or are they always superiors and subordinates?

At night, when Qianji was taking a bath, watching the rippling water, she buried her head in the bucket, feeling the suffocation in the water, and her chaotic heart gradually calmed down.

Wan Ling asked her to infiltrate the Soft Fragrance Pavilion to attract Shangguan Qianqiu's attention and make him fall in love with him, and then pretend to kill him, giving outsiders the illusion that Shangguan Qianqiu was dead.

In front of sending Shangguan Qianqiu to Wan Ling.

Wan Ling wanted Shangguan Qianqiu to be used by him.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, and before the suffocation was about to faint, Qianji surfaced.

Qianji returned to the room, faced the bronze mirror, combed the three thousand green silk, suddenly heard a crunch, the sound of the door being opened, Qianji's heart suddenly mentioned, vigilantly put down the comb, grabbed the dagger, but heard the slow and slow footsteps, Qianji's heart slowly let go, she sorted out her mood and turned her head with a smile and said, "Master." ”

But what Qianji looked at was not Wan Ling's clean and comfortable face, but the cold jade face.

Wan Ling held a black fan in his hand, pressed Qianji's arm with his hand, and pressed her against the mirror, "You're going to the Soft Fragrance Pavilion tomorrow, right?" ”

"Yes, master." Qianji's eyes looked at the smiling eyes under Wan Lingyu's face without fear, and the laughter was evil and wanton.

"Then you won't be mine from now on." Wan Ling's hand gently stroked Qianji's face.

Qianji's face was fair and smooth with a shallow pink, like a peach blossom that was about to bloom, which aroused people's expectations, Qianji pursed her lips, but did not speak, her hand tightly grasped the dagger behind her back.

Wan Ling smiled slightly, picked up Qianji and carefully put it on the bed, he looked at the dagger held tightly behind Qianji, he held her, she held the dagger, as long as he stabbed ruthlessly, he would definitely die, but Wan Ling knew that Qianji would not.

"Then you're all mine today, okay?" All Souls' faces were close together, their eyes watery, but with a cold mask in between.

"Not good." Chiki's eyes were firm, but the hand holding the dagger behind his back was trembling.

"What do you say? Are you willing to give your first time to those strangers who are not willing to give it as a teacher? Wan Ling's hand grabbed Qianji's neck, and his black and red eyes were full of panic,

Qianji's neck was pinched and swollen, Qianji's lips overflowed with blood, and his blood-stained lips pursed slightly, and he said silently: "I don't want to do this kind of thing with you with a mask." The hand behind Qianji held the dagger, and the bright red blood stained not only Qianji's lips, but also the palms of his hands.

Wan Ling silently let go of Qianji's neck, and took off the mask with trembling hands, under the mask was a clean face and a pair of eyes with complicated expressions.

Wan Ling slowly kissed Qianji's lips, the blood was salty, with an indescribable taste, that night, they were all the first time, Qianji was very scared, Wan Ling was very nervous, that night was sweet, but there was an inexplicable sourness.

After that day, Wan Ling didn't wear the white jade mask in front of Qianji, because he wanted Qianji to see the beautiful him, not the self full of anger.

The next day, when Qianji woke up, she felt soreness all over her body, but she still gritted her teeth and sat up, looking around, and she began to look for her dagger, but under the bed, it was empty?

Chiki also found out that this was not her room, and the clothes on her body had been changed, and her hands were bandaged, and she wanted to stand up.

But as soon as he got up, he fell to the ground.

Everyone outside who heard the noise ran in, first two little maids with double buns.

"Miss, why did you get out of bed,"

"This is not Miss, this is the Little Young Lady," the slightly older maid said, "Little Young Lady, little ones, help you to bed." ”

Qianji didn't know these two maids, and she only lived alone in her courtyard, and there had never been a maid, so when she saw the two maids, she subconsciously clenched her fists.

When Wan Ling and Wan Hao came to hear the sound of the Tao, they saw that Qianji knocked the smaller maid unconscious with one punch, and the larger maid hid far away, and her face was covered with bruises.

Wan Ling didn't get angry when he saw this, but picked up Qianji in distress: "Why are you sitting on the ground, be careful to find the cold." ”

When Wan Hao saw Qianji, he was stunned, and the familiar eyebrows and eyes, Wan Hao murmured: "Sister." The undulating look in his eyes flashed, as if he had never been in a trance because he saw Qianji's face, Wan Hao's voice was very small, and Wan Ling did not listen to the sermon.

In addition, the current Wan Ling only has a thousand machines in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, my hand hurts." Wan Ling put Qianji's injured hand in the palm of his hand and gently blew it with his mouth, as if this way Qianji's hand would get better quickly,

"It doesn't hurt." Qianji's eyes were full of stars, full of fetters.

"Uh-huh," Wan Hao coughed and said to the two maids, "You go down first." ”

If the maids were amnesty, they fled in a hurry, this little young lady was really terrible.

They had pitied this little young lady before, and they were valued by the crazy little young master, but now it seems that he is both crazy, and he just happened to be a couple.

"You two are tired, there will be time in the future, now tell me how you met?" Wan Hao posed as a parent.

Listening to Wan Hao's opening words, Qianji lowered his eyes, his heart was a little sour, Wan Ling hugged Qianji into his arms, very tight, very tight, but he knew in his heart that he always had to let go.

Wan Ling's warm fingertips gently wiped the corners of Qianji's eyes, and every time Qianji wanted to cry, she would bury her head very low, as if in this way, no one would see her tears.

"Qianji is my apprentice, brother, you always know." Wan Ling put Qianji's dagger in her hand and kissed it gently, and the tenderness and reluctance in that kiss were all kind.

Wan Hao was stunned when he heard Wan Ling's words, so it turned out, he always thought that his sister's daughter was in the Killer Pavilion, but he didn't know that his younger brother had taken care of this girl for eight years under his nose.

He could always hear his brother praise his apprentice, but he knew that his brother just used the girl as a toy, a very interesting toy, but he didn't think that he had sent his sister's daughter to his brother's hand and become a toy.

Wan Hao's heart seemed to have been cut by a knife, it wasn't very painful, but it was dripping with blood a little bit.