Thinking about this, Old Marquis Zhou stared deeply at the national teacher.

The national teacher noticed Old Marquis Zhou's gaze and frowned slightly.

Long.

Old Marquis Zhou left, and he didn't know what to do.

Yan Qing himself is not used to having someone in the bedroom, and the national teacher is not used to it, and no one finds out that the national teacher is not Yan Qing.

Miss Shen is the same, temporarily living in the mansion of the old marquis of Zhou, and there is no one to serve her in the boudoir.

The coals burned, and the boudoir was warm and cold.

Miss Shen had slept well.

Suddenly.

became a substitute for Chang Ming who suffered and was abused for a long time, and was sent to a modern psychiatric hospital, where the perverted doctor secretly tortured her memories and entered her dreams.

The psychopathic doctor doesn't kill or do any biomedical research, but he tortures people's minds and gives electric shocks from time to time.

Miss Shen repeatedly dreamed that there would be pain in her dreams, but unlike the pain in the real world, the pain would be weakened in the dream.

Next moment.

Miss Shen woke up and sat up, her palms clenched slightly.

The doctor in my memory came to mind.

"Among these little things that have been tortured by me, there are only a few of my favorites, among them, there are you, if you are well-behaved and don't think about running away, I will give you good treatment."

Speaking of which.

The doctor raised his finger slightly and pinched her when she was about to pass out from the electric shock.

A dangerous and sickly smile was reflected in her eyes.

Suddenly.

The picture in those minds changes rapidly.

Miss Shen's eyes were irritable and murderous.

I want to kill the doctor with my own hands, but the doctor has long since died, and now she is no longer in modern times, returning to her original body.

[Host, go to the national teacher at night, that way you won't have nightmares]

Feeling that the correction system was nonsense, Miss Shen poured the wine that was easy to get drunk, and wanted to get drunk and fall asleep.

Half a day.

Miss Shen was drunk, coaxed by the correction system, and quietly ran into the bedroom of the national teacher.

The national teacher heard the sound and lit the lamp.

Reflection of the bedroom.

He looked vigilant and was about to make a move on the people who came in.

Next moment.

Miss Shen appeared.

The national teacher put down his sword, got off the bed, came to the window, and helped Miss Shen jump out of the window.

Miss Shen lowered her head and hugged the thin waist of the national teacher.

The national teacher pointed to close the window.

With dark eyes lowered, he looked down at the girl who forgot to increase his pad and was obviously shorter than him.

"Apprentice, this is the Hou Mansion, not the National Teacher's Mansion, you can't open the window at will, if you are discovered, how can it be good."

The national teacher said this.

I wanted to take Miss Shen's hand away.

Miss Shen raised her beautiful drunken eyes and looked at the bowed cheeks of the national teacher.

"Ah Yan, I dreamed of the person who tortured me, and I really wanted to kill him with my own hands, but he has already been killed, and I can't kill him anymore."

Hear the words.

The national teacher's eyes sank.

Just wanted to ask who it was, and he went to avenge her.

Hearing the second half of Miss Shen's words, the killing intent disappeared in the eyes of the national teacher.

The heart ached slightly, somehow.

Gently touch Miss Shen's crimson eyes.

"I will protect you, don't be afraid, no one will torture you anymore."

Although Miss Shen was drunk, she still spoke her heart.

Spread the national teacher, ran to the couch of the national teacher, and buried it in the bed.

"I don't believe it, it's good to protect yourself, it's not good to expect anyone to protect you, how long can you protect me, Ah Yan still protects himself, don't care about me."

The national teacher slowly stepped into front of the bed and tugged on Miss Shen's cuffs slightly.

Leaning over to look at it, with a warm smile in his eyes.

"Apprentice, go back to your room, don't sleep here."

Miss Shen used a little force, grabbed the wrist of the national teacher Haobai, and pulled it into the bed.

The snow-white hand pulls down the curtain of the tulle and the dark bamboo moon color.

The girls inside are bullying.

The national teacher froze, looking at the drunken eyes of Miss Shen in front of him.

Miss Shen smiled with red lips, dyed a little bad.

"I like Master's appearance so much."

Speaking of which.

Miss Shen gradually approached.

The national teacher thought that Miss Shen would do something to him.

The next moment.

Miss Shen hugged him tightly and pestered him, and did nothing else.

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On the outskirts of the capital, the surroundings are clean.

The lights are on.

Kneel on top of the futon.

Vainly trying to snatch the body of the national teacher, wanting to kill the soul of the national teacher, the real Yan Qing, who lives in the body of the national teacher, knocked on the action of the wooden fish, and suddenly froze.

In front of her, Miss Shen was buried in the arms of the real national teacher, like a little white rabbit who coveted and relied on the national teacher, well-behaved and harmless.

Yan Qing's deep eyes were depressed.

Stand up.

Anger overflowed from the bottom of his eyes.

"Why, she is only so close to the national teacher, even if I disguise the national teacher, she will recognize that I am not him."

If he had known this, he should not have been afraid of being found out at that time, and directly killed his body, and the national teacher would never be able to wake up from that body again.

Yan Qing thought about the ghost art he had learned before, and carefully recalled whether he had a way to change his body back.

Maybe he can change back into his body and continue to disguise the national teacher.

Miss Shen will think that he is the real national teacher, until she tricks Miss Shen into marriage, he doesn't have to pretend, Miss Shen finds out that he is not a national teacher, it is too late.

At that time, Miss Shen was already his, and he was locked in a golden cage, unable to resist, and Miss Shen was alone with him day and night.

Yan Qing's thoughts became deeper and deeper.

He did not hesitate to try the ghost art again.

Knowing that after cultivating as an adult, the ghost magic can no longer be used, but it still has to be used.

Next moment.

Yan Qing suddenly found that this body actually matched his soul perfectly.

I remember that someone once said that his soul was not complete, that it should be a split soul, that he was not a complete self.

Suddenly.

Yan Qing guessed the relationship between the national teacher and himself.

If he and the national teacher are split by one soul, then why is the national teacher reincarnated as a human being, and he is a cultivator of ghost arts, and he was lucky enough to cultivate into a child, and was picked up and raised by his parents who were surnamed Yan before, and then taken away by Mrs. Hou.

Think about it here.

Yan Qing felt like he was thinking too much.

However, if he is really split from the same soul as the national teacher, he will definitely devour the soul of the national teacher.

If he fuses his soul with the national teacher, he will not be able to have his own consciousness, and only by devouring it can he retain his consciousness and thoughts, and the soul of the national teacher will become truly complete with him.

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Zhou Hou's Mansion.

Miss Shen didn't have any more nightmares.

Left behind the national teacher alone, his heart was in chaos.

Miss Shen's sleeping movements were not stable.

The national teacher's cheek was pressed against Miss Shen's face, lowered his eyes, looked at Miss Shen in front of him, and grabbed his belt tightly.

Stretch out your long fingers and want to gently push them away.

The next moment.

didn't have time to push Miss Shen away, but her robe was messy.

Miss Shen was too close, and the national teacher was tense and didn't dare to get up.

"Apprentice, you always treat me like this, if you have a husband in the future, will you treat him like this, or even more?"

Speaking of which.

The national teacher recalled the scene of predicting the wedding night of Yan Qing and Miss Shen, and Miss Shen calling Yan Qing's name on the bed.

The bottom of his heart was tight, and his expression was filled with gloomy coldness.

Miss Shen turned over and did not face to face with the national teacher again.

The national teacher suddenly raised his hand and hugged Miss Shen's waist.

Approaching Miss Shen's ear, her voice was unconsciously annoyed and aggrieved.

"What am I in your eyes, why would I marry him in the future?"

Saying this.

The national teacher was almost emotionally controlled for a while.

Suddenly remembering that he was just her master, and his body was now Yan Qing's body, he immediately sat up, got out of bed, and ran outside, his delicate eyebrows and eyes dyed with snow.

"I almost forgot that I was a human being and not a beast, but fortunately I didn't do anything, otherwise, I would be a sinner.

Last time, I ran into the snow like this, and the next day I thought I liked women to go to the green building, but now I know clearly that I am not greedy for other people's women at all.

Why, I want to go crazy with her. ”

The national teacher muttered here, remembering Yan Qing's friends, who had many wives and concubines, always went to Qinglou, and read a lot of books.

Maybe Yan Qing's friends will understand what his current state is.

Long.

The night is still deep.

Yan Qing's friends are in the restaurant, drinking and having fun.

The national teacher came here.

The friends held the women brought from the Qinglou in their arms, and glanced at the national teacher, not knowing that the national teacher was not Yan Qing himself.

The national teacher sits in a spacious private room.

Friends wanted to warmly invite the national teacher to dinner.

The national teacher's tone was slightly low.

"I'm not here to dine with you, I'm here to ask you a question."

The friends were stunned, looking at the serious demeanor of the national teacher, thinking that the national teacher would ask some important questions.

The national teacher spoke slowly.

"I have a friend who doesn't like that woman, and the reason why he doesn't want the woman to be approached by other men is because he thinks of himself as a brother's father, although he is not the woman's brother-in-law, just an ordinary friend.

The strange thing is that he still occasionally wants to do something crazy to that woman, he thinks he is greedy for women, and he goes to the Qinglou but doesn't want to touch the Qinglou woman's mind.

Yesterday he was in a mess again, and when he thought that the woman might marry someone else in the future, he wanted to kill someone else and prevent the woman from marrying.

You say, 'Is this friend of mine sick?' Why did he have such a strange thought, he obviously didn't like that woman. ”

Friends couldn't help frowning when they listened to the voices of the national teacher.

"Yan Qing, that friend of yours obviously likes that woman, who is a normal person, will treat himself as a brother and father, and will have an astringent and jealous mentality towards that woman.

What's more, he is not a righteous brother, he thinks he is a righteous brother there, isn't this a bad brain. ”

Speaking of which.

A friend fed the Qinglou woman to eat grapes.

The woman in the green building snuggled in the arms of her friend.

The young man who loves to wear sassy powder, caught a glimpse of the national teacher's stunned eyes.

grinning.

"That's right, Yan Qing's friend just likes that woman.

I don't want that woman to marry someone else, it's jealousy, jealousy, jealousy means, my heart is sour and painful, I don't want the person I like to be with others, don't you understand this, Yan Qing, you obviously like Miss Shen so much, how can you not even understand this. ”

The national teacher's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at the young man with fans.

The lips are raised, and the voice is calm.

"How can you be sure that this must be jealous and jealous like?"

Hearing this, the pink-robed young man raised his eyebrows.

Drinking wine, lip hook.

"These people here have a rich love history, how can they not know what liking is, I have never heard of a person who does not like a woman, and will want to prevent her from marrying someone who wants to be astringent with her.

If your friend is greedy for women rather than liking them, he will not touch the person in the Qinglou, and he will not allow the woman to marry, and if he is a friend or a sister-in-law, he will not have astringent thoughts. ”

The national teacher captured the four key points of love history.

His eyes drooped slightly, staring at the sachet on his waist.

"If you really understand feelings, how can you have a rich love history, there should be only one woman in this life, how can you have a group of wives and concubines, and go out with a Qinglou woman."

The smiling faces of the friends were suddenly a little stiff.