Hearing Master calling me, I staggered to stand up on the table, Master hurriedly supported me, I took Master's hand, my fingertips were cold, and I touched my hot face, and I sighed.

"Master, Shao'er is so sleepy." I was drunk.

Master looked at me amusedly and pinched my face, "Shao'er wants to sleep, so I will send Shao'er back to her room to sleep." ”

I nodded, and fell into Master's arms, dazed. Master glanced at the table and shook me gently.

"Master, if you shake again, Shao'er will have it, one... Two... Three masters. I burped unabashedly. The master chuckled lightly, and the snow melted on the tips of his eyebrows, which was warm.

I complained, "Master, you and the Holy Venerable have been slow to discuss things, and Shao'er has been waiting for Master for a long time. ”

The master pinched my face helplessly, "It's for the teacher." Then he asked, "How many cups did Shao'er drink?" ”

I whispered, "I drank three cups of fruit wine, and a pot of peach wine." ”

The master reluctantly persuaded: "It is useless to drink too much wine, even if it is these wines, drinking too much will hurt your body." I nodded stubbornly, not listening to Master's words at all. Of course, I wanted to sleep tightly, but I didn't expect this wine to be so strong, no wonder Master only allowed me to drink a small glass to satisfy my cravings.

"Peony." Master called me gently.

Shao'er Shao'er, Master can always call my name soft, and it is extremely gentle.

I replied in a low voice, wrapped my hands around Master's waist, took a deep breath, and felt Master's body stiffen.

"Master." I tightened Master's waist.

"Shao'er, help Shao'er go back to the room for the teacher." The master exhaled like an orchid and said elegantly.

I raised my head, my eyes were misty, my face was full of redness, and I said, "Master, Shao'er is not drunk." "Pursed her lips again," Shao'er had already heard that Lishan was picturesque, and the master accompanied Shao'er to enjoy the scenery for a while, okay?" ”

"There are still some things to do with the god and the deity on the Wulian, I'm afraid it's going to blow the fairy's wish." The Venerable suddenly shouted not far away.

I was stunned, gently pushed away the master, and made a gesture to the Holy Venerable, "Xiaoxian doesn't know that the Holy Venerable has important matters to discuss with the master, and there are many offenses, may the Holy Venerable Haihan." ”

The Venerable hooked his lips, "It's okay. ”

Master touched my head, "After Shao'er's rest meeting, I will accompany Shao'er for Shiding." So he put his arm around me and walked to a room not far away.

Master stopped and picked me up, "Shao'er will sleep in the master's room first." "Nose of pear blossoms, accompanied by a light taste of peach wine. Master gently helped me to lie down on the bed, took off my shoes, and gently pinched the corners of the quilt for me.

When Xu saw that my eyes were closed, he thought I was asleep, and the white clothes were about to turn back. I raised my hand and grabbed Master's coat. Master stopped and looked at me helplessly.

"Shao'er, let's rest. For the teacher, I will warm up the hangover soup for you. You can drink it when you wake up. "Master, with a flick of your sleeves, gently pull the hair from my forehead and sweep it behind my ears.

I half-squinted my eyes and looked fixedly at Master's beautiful thin lips. I remembered the book that the Yuedan Fairy gave me when he returned from the mortal world.

Beautiful talents, the road is full of dust, wind and snow. There are 3,000 flowers, and one is slightly picked. The illustration is very well painted, and the little student has red lips and white teeth, and is extremely beautiful. Inside, it's a very sweet flavor that only tastes like it's wonderful.

I don't know what the master tastes like, it's probably a peach. I looked at Master and smiled stupidly. Master smiled at the corner of his lips, gently pinched my face, and lit a stick of sleeping incense.

Maybe the sleeping incense is working, or maybe I'm a little tired. Slowly fell asleep.

There is a huge pear blossom tree on Lingyun Mountain, which is in full bloom this year.

The master stroked the piano with ten fingers, and the sound of the piano was melodious and tactful, which shocked the heavens. The pear blossoms fluttered and fell on the master's shoulders, and the master's light gray eyes contained a faint warmth. The end of the inky green silk like a waterfall is lazily tied by a jade belt, adding a warmth like jade. It is difficult to paint the master's unstained dust.

After the master finished stroking the qin, he took a sip of mellow wine with the pear petals flying all over the mountain. I was digging and playing with dirt on the side, but when I saw Master take a sip, I showed great enjoyment. The greedy mouth went and begged for a mouthful.

"Shao'er is still young, don't drink alcohol......" Master said to me.

I nodded obediently and gave up. He continued to dig and play with his head down, and his fingers were covered with dirty mud. The master stepped forward and said gently, "Shao'er, are your hands dirty?" ”

I bowed my head, the master smiled lightly, and picked me up when I was dirty, "Shao'er, go home with the teacher." ”

The spring breeze is slight, and clusters of pear blossoms are pressed low. Plain and elegant, ethereal like a dream. The cold and glamorous are all bullying the snow, and the aftertaste is just in the clothes.

Go home, go home with Master.

Master taught me to learn the piano, Master taught me to paint, Master taught me to write, Master taught me to practice...... Scenes flashed through my mind.

Master's smile, Master's stunned look, Master's helplessness to me...... Master hugged me, put his arms around me, reached out and held me tightly.

A teacher for one day, a father for life. I smiled sweetly. I don't complain that the master strongly agrees with what Confucius said, 'Only women and villains are difficult to raise'.

I dreamed of a lot of images, and what followed was a slow dissipation like smoke. The dream is probably like this, maybe I don't remember it well enough, the Lingyun Mountain is hazy, and I don't really see it very clearly.

When I woke up, I had a headache. Wine, it's good to stop after a shallow taste, and I understand the meaning of this sentence.

As far as I can remember, only this time I drank more than ever. I sat up, and I felt that not only did I have a headache, but my whole body was also extremely weak.

Xu Shishu'er heard the sound outside the house, so he entered the door respectfully, and served me to drink sobering soup on the side.

"Shangxian, are you okay?" Shu'er frowned and looked at me worriedly. I nodded, "This bowl of decanting soup is a lot better." ”

Shu'er smiled, "It's good that the immortals have nothing to do." ”

I put on my shoes, and Shu'er combed a random hairpin for me. Helped me get up and went to the door, called a few times, but the master didn't answer me, so he asked the person beside him, "Do you know where the god is on the Wulian?" ”

Shu'er only said that it was the master's business, and the servant didn't dare to ask. I knew it, so I sat down on the couch, Shu'er prepared some snacks, and I ate the crisp cake with a smile on my face with tea.

"Shu'er's craftsmanship is really good." I finished that plate of pastries, and I couldn't get enough of it.

Shu'er blushed, "The immortal praised, if the immortal likes it, the maid will make more food for the immortal to taste in the future." ”

I'll give it up.

"If the immortal is bored, you can go to the spiritual spring to relieve your fatigue." Shu'er pear vortex shallow, squinting and smiling. The appearance is cute.

"Lingquan? There is a spiritual spring in Lishan?! I was surprised.

"If you go back to the immortals, the Holy Venerable introduced the mountainside spiritual waterfall thousands of years ago, cast spells to make canals, and used blazing seeds to make spiritual springs." Shu'er responded with a light smile.

Thousands of years ago? If Shu'er is really a mortal, then the Holy Venerable must have given it to take it to obtain this immortality, after all, a mortal's life is not like a mayfly for a moment for a person who cultivates immortals.

I bowed my head, and Shu'er happily led me to Lingquan, and before leaving, she also thoughtfully bought me a faded dress.