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"Are you my master?" Leng Yue'er looked at the handsome guy who woke himself up in the morning. This is her master, Leng Yue'er can't accept it. This is her seventy-eighty master.

The person in front of him has all white hair, well, this is very similar to Master. But this face, Leng Yue'er really can't be associated with her master's face. Master's previous face with a white beard and wrinkles on his face, looking at this face again, there are some wrinkles, but how can there be a white beard under the blade's chin, this is clearly the face of a middle-aged man. Moreover, Master used to always wear gray and white clothes, but now this green dress is so attractive.

"Yes." Ouyang Hua looked at his stupid apprentice with a smile.

"It's time to get up and have breakfast."

Leng Yue'er stupidly followed her beautiful male master downstairs like this.

"Brother Ouyang, 、、、、 you" Shangguan looked at Ouyang Hua in front of him and was speechless excitedly.

"He is worthy of being the most beautiful man in the capital, and his demeanor has not diminished back then." Xing said with emotion.

"Indeed." Murong Qingli also agreed.

"Lord Wang, the two brothers have won the award." Ouyang Hua bowed lightly to Murong Qingli.

Leng Yue'er was dumbfounded when she looked at the scene in front of her. Beautiful male master, elegant guy.

"Master, how old are you?" At the dinner table, Leng Yue'er looked at this, looked at that. I couldn't help but ask.

"Your master is only thirty-three this year." Shangguan said with emotion. "It's been so many years."

"Well, shouldn't that master be about the same as you."

"Uh-huh, the same age."

"Then, what does Master ask that will look older than you?" Leng Yue'er looked at the two, there were still differences.

Shangguan didn't return when he heard this, and looked at Ouyang Hua sadly.

Ouyang Hua replied to him with a reassuring expression.

Leng Yue'er couldn't help but think about it when she saw it.

"Hiss、、、"

"Girl, what's wrong?" Ouyang Hua looked at his apprentice and hurriedly asked.

Shangguan and Xing also stopped their chopsticks and looked at Leng Yue'er.

"Miss Leng, it's okay." Murong Qingli asked with a worried expression.

"It's fine." Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli and gritted her teeth. Just kidding, this guy stepped on his own foot and pretended to be innocent.

"It's okay." Murong Qingli was immediately relieved.

Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli with a smile, and stepped on it fiercely, but it was empty. Leng Yue'er doesn't give up, and if she comes again, it's still empty.

"Hiss、、、"

"Shangguan, what's wrong." Ouyang Hua looked at Shangguan's painful expression and hurriedly asked.

"It's fine." Shangguan looked at Leng Yue'er and said with a smile.

Leng Yue'er wants to bury herself in the meal at the moment, what is the matter, she blames Murong Qingli for stepping on the wrong person.

Leng Yue'er glared at Murong Qingli fiercely.

Girl, what if your master knew what was going on in your head?

I thought about something. Leng Yue'er poked the rice in the bowl with chopsticks fiercely.

You say, your master and Shangguan Yi don't have any male affection at all.

Shangguan Yi, the name is so nice. Leng Yue'er secretly glanced at Shangguan Yi, who was eating.

Girl, don't be a nymphomaniac, you're just a sixteen-year-old girl now. Murong Qingli looked at this girl speechlessly. People are much bigger than you.

Cut, what's that Xing man's name?

Xing Tian.

Forehead. When Leng Yue'er heard this name, she looked up at Murong Qingli stupidly.

Ouyang Hua looked at his apprentice quietly, hey, why did this kid become a nymphomaniac again.

"Lord Ouyang is in Beijing this time, and I hope you can enter the right to treat the concubine." In the carriage, Murong Qingli asked Ouyang Hua with a sincere face.

"If you don't say I'll do too." Ouyang Hua sighed.

"Hmm." Murong Qingli didn't say anything more.

Leng Yue'er looked at the positive appearance of Murong Qingli's face, and really wanted to hit him.

Hey, don't look at it. Leng Yue'er shook her head and looked out the window.

"This 、、、、" Ouyang Hua looked at his apprentice, who was still looking at the scenery outside just now, how could he fall asleep in the blink of an eye, mainly because he was still leaning on the Seventh Prince.

"It's okay, Miss Leng must be tired, let her rest." Murong Qingli whispered.

For a moment there was no sound except the sound of wheels.

Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er, who slept so soundly, and it seemed that she was still scared last night. Girl, I thought that the loss of memory was for your good, but I didn't expect that you would never be better.

Murong Qingli gently placed her hand on Leng Yue'er's head. Everything from the past comes to mind.

Murong Qingli was speechless when she saw that Leng Yue'er was made up by those things, she couldn't sleep well every night for a while, and there was a little thing that was always crying in her yard, Leng Yue'er was afraid to go out to see, so she listened to the cry of the little thing all night, and came out with a panda eye the next day.

Murong Qingli looked down again, after a long time, this girl was used to it, and sometimes persuaded those wandering guys to hurry up and reincarnate, but most of the time she was still afraid.

Murong Qingli looked at the little girl leaning on her shoulder, do you want to remove these eyes.

Along the way, Leng Yue'er felt that she was in a state of sleep. However, not to mention anything else, Murong Qingli's shoulders are still quite soft.

Ouyang Hua looked at Leng Yue'er, who had obviously woken up, but didn't open her eyes, and leaned on someone's shoulder, feeling very ashamed. This is not his apprentice, he does not know the person in front of him.

Girl, you like my shoulder so much.

Well, it's extra soft, like a pillow.

Pillow. Murong Qingli's mouth couldn't help twitching.

By the way, Murong Qingli, why are your shoulders so soft.

Because I'm an immortal. Of course, Murong Qingli wouldn't let this girl know that she was because she specially made her bones soft in order to let her sleep well.

I think it's a demon.

Murong Qingli smiled helplessly.

Murong Qingli, ask you something?

Well?

What the hell is going on with my master and the palace? Leng Yue'er knew that if she asked the old man directly, the old man would definitely not tell him.

Nothing. Your master, the Ouyang family, has always been the imperial doctor of the palace, and when it comes to your master, it is even more powerful. When your master was as old as you, he was already the number one doctor in the capital, and he was a rare medical genius who was reused by the royal family. When I was twenty years old, I married your teacher. Your sister was the first beautiful and talented girl in the capital at that time, and she was the younger sister of Shangguan Yi, called Shangguan Wan'er. The two tied the knot, everyone was happy, and of course the happiest was not more than the two newcomers. Both of them are families, they grew up together, and they have long had a friendship, and this marriage can be described as a match made in heaven. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, once because the emperor's ninth son was seriously ill, your master stayed in the palace for three days and three nights to treat him, and your master saw that your master didn't come back for so many days, so she entered the palace and went to find your master, but she didn't expect to meet the emperor, and the emperor saw your master and looked like a fairy, so he left your master in the palace. On the third day, your master went home and couldn't see his own lady, so he was in a hurry, and the two families were also very anxious, and began to look for someone. Paper can't contain the fire, and the two families will know that the original person is in the palace. Your master is young and vigorous, and as soon as he heard about it, he entered the palace despite the obstruction of the people in his family. Looking at the high palace gate, your master can't get in, and your master can't get out. When you arrived at the palace, your master heard that your master had committed suicide, and the emperor threatened her that if your master died, your master would also follow, and your master was worth giving up, and she would wash her face with tears all day long. Your master was even more annoyed when he learned about this, and he must find the emperor to comment, Shangguan Yi felt sorry for his sister and also came to the palace, and the two met in the palace, and they didn't say anything Jing went to the imperial study together to ask to see the emperor. The emperor is already at a loss, so how can he meet the two of them. The two knelt outside the door for a long, long time, but the emperor didn't see it, but he waited for a holy decree asking your master to become a military doctor, and before he could say goodbye to the people in his family, your master was taken away by officers and soldiers to be a military doctor. That time, your master turned white overnight, like an old man. In the army, the sword has no eyes, and your master was seriously injured and could not be treated, so he was discarded, and later your master met the old village doctor. The old village healed your master's injuries and took him back to the village, and your master has lived in the village ever since. Later, the old village doctor died, and your master became the village doctor in order to repay the grace of saving his life.

Leng Yue'er couldn't lie down anymore when she heard this, I'll go, this news is very strong.

Leng Yue'er opened her eyes and looked at the old man opposite, watching quietly. Leng Yue'er finally knew what to ask at this moment, and there was always a trace of sorrow on this old man's body.

This emperor is really damned. Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli and said viciously.

Uh-huh. Murong Qingli just smiled and agreed. He couldn't say anything. What can you say to this girl, is it possible to say that he doesn't deserve to die, and he is protecting him. He couldn't say it, he knew that if he did, the girl would think she deserved to die.