The snow outside hadn't stopped, like catkins, and the wind was cold, but he had an aura to protect his body, and he didn't feel cold.

When he came to the Zinc Qing Palace, Rong Hua didn't even have time to wipe the snow on his body, so he knocked on the door eagerly and asked, "Master, can I come in?" ”

The door opened automatically, and Rong Hua couldn't help but bend his lips.

In the layers of damansara accounts, Rong Hua could capture the white figure in an instant.

The white figure walked out from the right, his eyebrows cold.

Rong Huaming knew that his master couldn't see it, but he still couldn't help but smile, and he was completely gloomy as before.

"Master, I've made soup for you with my own hands, try it!"

He held the porcelain bowl with one hand, and pulled the corner of Shen Yue's clothes with the other hand to let her sit on the stone bench, his movements were a little eager.

Shen Yue just let him helplessly, reached out and took the porcelain bowl, the warm temperature reached the palm of his hand, and it was still steaming, accompanied by an attractive aroma.

Shen Yue took a small bite, it tasted unexpectedly good, she hadn't eaten for a long time, and she hadn't eaten since Bigu.

Now that I taste it, I am in a trance.

"Master, does it taste okay?" In my ear was the man's cautious inquiry.

Shen Yue's heart softened, "Very good." ”

The people around him were obviously excited, and his eyes narrowed happily, with the sunshine that he should have at his age.

"Master likes it, I'll make it for Master every day in the future, okay?"

Rong Hua couldn't help but grasp the corner of the clothes in his hand.

Shen Yue said disapprovingly, "Cultivate well, don't waste your efforts here." ”

Rong Hua pulled the corners of her clothes and shook them coquettishly, and her voice was low: "My qualifications are poor, I can't give my master a long face, I can only make some food, although I know that my master doesn't need it, but at least it can make me feel that I am still useful." ”

His tone was not depressed, and even a little smiling.

Shen Yue stirred the soup in the porcelain bowl, took a sip in silence, and suddenly asked softly, "Hua'er, do you want to become stronger?" ”

Rong Hua was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "What Master said, who doesn't want to become stronger, who wants to be a waste?" ”

He gently rubbed the corners of the immortal's clean and pure white clothes affectionately with his fingertips, and his expression was unpredictable.

After drinking the soup without a drop left, Shen Yue put down the porcelain bowl and patted the back of his hand gently.

"You're not trash." Shen Yue's tone was serious and firm.

Of course, Shen Yue's words were not a joke, after all, in the future, he would disturb the immortal cultivation world unpeacefully, and he would be the villain of Niu B's coaxing.

Rong Hua looked at Shen Yue's snow-white and delicate side face, and his whole person was warm, and his eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

……

The night was dark, but the zinc hall was still brightly lit.

Yin Jing came out of Rong Hua's bedroom, still holding a few notebooks in her hand, she flipped a few pages at random, and inadvertently looked up to see the white figure, her originally casual expression changed.

"Immortal Master ......"

The white-clothed immortal pursed his pale lips, his eyebrows were cold, and he nodded coldly, which was regarded as a response to her.

"The immortal master is looking for Ah Hua?" Yin Jing asked in a low voice.

Shen Yue's nod was still in response to her.

She smiled softly, "Ah Hua has already fallen asleep, or the immortal master will come over tomorrow, Ah Hua's sleep quality has not been very good, if the immortal master wakes him up, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ah Hua to fall asleep again." ”

The girl's words seemed to be very skillful and intimate with Rong Hua, but Shen Yue seemed to be an outsider.

Shen Yue didn't speak, she thought for a while, she was going to go out at dawn, and she probably wouldn't be able to come back for a long time, if she didn't say a word to Rong Hua, I was afraid that she would lose her temper again.

"When did he sleep?" The immortal's voice was cold, revealing a lofty posture.

Yin Jing bit her delicate lip and asked innocently, "Immortal Master...... Is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow, Ah Hua, he is asleep, you as his master, can't you think about him. ”

The girl's voice was sweet, soft when she lowered her voice, as if she was coquettish, but what she said was not very friendly.

From childhood to adulthood, only one person dared to speak to her like that.

Of course, Shen Yue didn't care, she was indifferent and arrogant, and she never disdained to deal with these people.

Her expression didn't change for a moment, she ignored Yin Jing, and turned her head and left.

Yin Jing looked at her slender bamboo-like back, her head tilted slightly, and she didn't prepare to leave until she disappeared around the corner.

Before he could take two steps, the door next to him, which had not been moving, opened.

She paused, turned around slowly, and saw a black shadow printed on the white jade porcelain.

Then the tall figure of the man walked out, he was only wearing an undergarment, and a black robe was draped outside, and his face was pale when he saw Yin Jing.

Yin Jing smiled and said, "Why did you wake up?" ”

Rong Hua first looked around, and then his eyelashes drooped, "I seem to hear Master's voice." ”

He was a little lost, his chest was stuffy, as if he couldn't get up or down in one breath.

"You heard me wrong, go to bed early," she said with a gentle face.

Rong Hua frowned, his eyes fell on the script, his eyes were slightly cold, "Didn't I tell you that I don't like others to enter my room at will?" ”

Yin Jing's expression froze, and she looked helpless: "I just can't sleep, I want to find some scripts to see, you go to bed early, I can't bother you." ”

Seeing her like this, Rong Hua didn't say anything, but his face was not very good, he stared at the notebook in his hand with heavy eyes, and his face was moody, "Give me back the things." ”

Yin Jing was also a little dissatisfied when she heard this, she didn't understand why Rong Hua was so angry, and it was just a script, so she was so eager to go back, as if she was afraid that she would be dirty, and she didn't know what kind of treasure she thought.

Yin Jing threw the book into the man's arms expressionlessly, snorted, turned around and left.

Yin Jing, who had taken two steps, originally thought that Rong Hua would say a few soft words, but she didn't want him to stop it, Yin Jing gritted her teeth, turned her head and saw that the man seemed to be holding some treasure, and the extremely sharp and yin eyebrows and eyes were gentle and warm that she had never seen.

She couldn't understand what was so precious about these ordinary picture books, and when she saw that Rong Hua ignored her, she left alone in a temper.

Rong Hua didn't pay attention to the departing Yin Jing at all, his fingertips gently rubbed the book cover, he turned around without saying a word, and the door closed with it.

When Rong Hua made soup as usual and went to the master's bedroom, it was empty.

He called out to Master, but no one responded, feeling strange in his heart.

Normally, at this time, the master is cultivating, but now, ......

Rong Hua searched all the places where the master often stayed, but did not find any figures.

In the end, he returned to the master's dormitory, and the soup in his hand was already cold.