Ming Ruohan and his party did not stay in the small courtyard for long, and when Rong Ruo confirmed again that Leng Miqian was just too tired and asleep, Ming Ruohan took Leng Miqian and Rong Ruo and his party to take the lead back to the Great Zhou Palace, leaving only the two servants in charge of the courtyard to take care of Qu Ran and the two.

By the time Qianzhao heard the news and rushed to the small courtyard, it was already evening.

When Qian Zhao appeared in front of Qu Ran in a hurry with his attendants, everything in front of him almost didn't make him pop his eyes out.

What, what's the situation

His eldest brother, who has never eaten fireworks in the world, was actually busy in the kitchen, and even when he saw him appear in the small courtyard, he only raised his eyes and glanced at it hurriedly, and then lowered his head and got busy, as if he was not surprised at all.

"Great, Senior Brother" Although Qu Ran has become the high priest of the temple, Qian Zhao is still used to calling his previous title.

It's a pity that the sound of surprise and exclamation did not make Qu Ran in the kitchen raise his eyes to look at him again, but the movements of his busy hands became faster and faster.

Qian Zhao was stunned for a moment, when he and Senior Brother had not returned to the temple before, although they had to cook and take care of themselves most of the time along the way, but since returning to the temple, Senior Brother has become the new high priest of the temple and has never encountered such rough work again.

For more than a year, the senior brother seemed to be a different person, although he was still kind and gentle to him, but for some reason he began to slowly alienate him, and even he himself could feel the fear that came from the bottom of his heart when he was alone with the senior brother.

But he also thought about it, when the senior brother first returned to the temple, his approachable temperament was bullied by the elders and disciples in the temple, if he hadn't changed, how could he have taken the seat of the high priest in less than half a year.

As time passed, Qian Zhao also began to slowly get used to the changed Qu Ran, but now that he suddenly saw Qu Ran busy in the kitchen, Qian Zhao realized that his favorite in the bottom of his heart was the approachable senior brother before.

"Master, do you really plan to starve your only apprentice to death?" The other corner of the kitchen suddenly raised the sound of procrastination and helplessness, which made the feet that were about to enter the kitchen suddenly startled.

Following the prestige, I saw a woman wrapped in a soft blanket sitting at the large square table on the other side of the kitchen, pouting and looking at Qu Ran with a disgusted face.

"I don't know how to cook!" At this time, although the ghost's face was calm, the words that burst out of his mouth were gritted teeth.

I wonder when he has done such a thing, not to mention that he has not eaten the fireworks of the world at all in the past hundred years, even before he was killed, he was still high, when did he do this kind of subordinate work?!

"Can't cook?" The woman sitting at the table looked incomprehensible, her eyes were full of confusion, "How could I possibly find such a stupid person to be my master?"

She has always regarded food as God, and the person who can make her willingly call Master must be several levels above her in all aspects!!

The person in front of her was about the same age as her, although her appearance made her look like, but she didn't think she was a person who only looked at appearances, and she really didn't remember when she recognized this strange and familiar master.

Let's say strange, she herself seems to like this master very much, the kind of love and trust that rises from the bottom of her heart, if it weren't for the excellent relationship between the two, how could she be so reluctant, obviously still sleepy but still have to follow and guard, just like not wanting to leave the person in front of her for a moment.

But let's talk about familiarity, she can't think of anything between the two. Or should it be said that her mind is full of memories of the two of them together, but as long as you think about it carefully, it is blank.

"He's stupid if he can't cook?"

He was really tired, why was this woman's waking up completely out of his control?!

People who had estimated that it would take at least three or four days to wake up only woke up after four hours.

It's just a matter of waking up early, which shows that the amount of yin spirit in the woman's body is even bigger than he imagined, and the sooner you wake up, the more valuable it shows how precious the woman is.

It was not in vain that he used the forbidden technique to swap the appearance of the woman and Bai Yingyue, and even Ming Ruohan was so vivid that he didn't notice it.

But why did the woman's waking up move be so unexpected to him?

Didn't he say that he was her master, and that she was his only apprentice?

But why did this woman still not have the slightest sense of dignity and inferiority, and even asked him to cook for her?

The point is that he even agreed!

Obviously, there were two subordinates in the small courtyard, but he didn't let those two help, but went into the kitchen without thinking about it

For the first time, the demon felt that his whole body was square.

Shouldn't he put on the appearance of being a living person in the temple, so that the woman in front of him doesn't dare to make a mistake to him?!

The demon couldn't help but wonder greatly, he used the forbidden technique so now his vitality was greatly injured, could it be because his origin was depleted, so the original condensed Yin Spirit Qi of this body overflowed again?

His Yin Spirit Qi is naturally compatible with the Yin Spirit Qi in this woman's body, so when he hears that this woman has any discomfort, he can't stop feeling distressed?

"Master?" Qian Zhao, who walked into the kitchen, almost knelt on the ground without being surprised, looked at the woman at the table in disbelief, and his eyes widened in shock, "You, you are actually called Senior Brother Master?" ”

He had seen the woman in front of him.

It seems to be called white or something

But she was just the lowliest slave in the elder brother's entourage, and it was only because of the distinct scar on her face that she had a little more memory.

This woman now calls Senior Brother Master

Oh my God, Chiaki's heart was like a stormy sea after storm, since ancient times, the apprentices of the high priest of the temple need to be strictly selected, because the apprentices who are personally accepted by the high priest will most likely become the next high priest.

Qian Zhao was stunned.

He never thought that the senior brother who was not allowed to enter would accept a woman as an apprentice so quietly, and he was such an ugly !!

But he didn't expect that this woman with a ruined appearance did not serve the senior brother carefully, but sat on the side with a proud appearance, and then recalled the conversation between the two just now, as if she disliked the senior brother as her master.

Seeing Qian Zhao who suddenly flashed into the room, the person at the table tilted his head and squinted at the past, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes was a little more vigorous, "You call me Senior Brother, Master?" ”

So this guy is her uncle?

Kao, what's the situation, it's okay if the master is the same age as her, why is this person who is her uncle younger than her?!!

What the hell did she hit in?

She is such a good person to have such a young uncle, isn't this a slap in the face?

The people at the table immediately fell into deep contemplation, but the more they pondered, the more dazed their clear eyes became.

She thought she remembered a lot of things, but for some reason, whenever she wanted to remember the cause and effect of an event, it would become so vague that she couldn't remember anything.

The only thing I remember is that her name is Bai Yingyue.

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