After a day of dazed sleep, it was noon on the second day when he woke up, Zhu Yandrunk rubbed his sleepy eyes, and saw a white-clothed Shui Mujin standing in front of the window, the mottled pear tree through the warmth of the sun sprinkled on him, his back was straight, and a few strands of ink hair brushed the neck of the white jade. looked at him stupidly and muttered, "Master, I think I'm a water-based poplar." ”

"Drunk, but what's uncomfortable with it? What nonsense?"

"No, Master. Only then did he suddenly realize what he had said, and he denied it justifiably.

"Drunk, do you know why it hurts like yesterday?" Shui Mujin frowned slightly.

"Master, I accidentally bruised myself. "I thought that the master was talking about the injury on the lower back, but she couldn't say that it was Sun Xueying's injury, and she couldn't say it clearly.

"As a teacher, I don't mean a lumbar injury. ”

Only then did she realize that there was more serious pain yesterday than just her back injury, and that kind of pain was heart-rending and made her feel desperate. Zhu Yanzui pondered in her fantasies, and only after half a sound did she remember that yesterday should have been a month, so it was poisonous hair! Yesterday she was so painful that she thought it was a dream, but now she thinks that she was indeed fed medicine yesterday, and she should be a person from the Immortal Palace.

When she was cleaning the Weiyang Hall before, she had heard from other senior brothers that the entire Weiyang Mountain had been enchanted, and except for the disciples in the mountain, no one else could enter without permission. How did the people from the Immortal Palace get in? And she felt that the people who came were not small embarrassments.

Zhu Yan was drunk for a rare time, and he could think of two questions in a row, but was interrupted by Shui Mujian: "Drunk, what's wrong?"

"No, no. How could such an answer pass in Shui Mujin's eyes.

"Let's eat something first. ”

"Yes, Master, I'm so hungry. Seeing that Shui Mujin didn't dwell on this issue anymore, Zhu Yan was relieved.

Shui Mujin personally served her porridge, and her slender fingers were so fairy when she did such a thing of firewood, rice, oil and salt, as if she was completing a work of art. Zhu Yan was drunk and unashamed.

In fact, she herself couldn't figure out whether she was infatuated with or excited about Master. She only knows that whether it is infatuated or heartwarming, it can only prove that her watery Yanghua is because she has just been betrayed in the 21st century, and she is attracted to another man. What's more, this person is still her master, isn't this incest? What's more, after yesterday's pain, she has to face up to the poison on her body, if she wants to live, she is bound to steal the ghost curtain and the Suotian, then it is also a betrayal of the master, and the master will be very disappointed and hateful to her at that time.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that I had lost my appetite, looked at Shui Mujin, and felt a little embarrassed, so my head turned quickly, and finally thought of another very important thing: "Master, how was my performance yesterday?" After speaking, he looked at Shui Mujin expectantly with bright eyes.

"Very good. But he only got his two-word evaluation, and he instantly looked like an eggplant.

Seeing that Shui Mujin didn't say anything anymore, he said to himself again: "It's a pity that it's such a beautiful dress." "I guess I can't wear it anymore.

Shui Mujin looked at her listlessly with a deflated mouth, the corners of her mouth rose slightly invisibly, and yesterday's neon dress had appeared in front of Zhu Yanzui intact.

"Master!" screamed in surprise, holding it in surprise and checking it repeatedly. Ben was still thinking about how to ask Master to help restore it to the original state.

"Thank you, Master, you are the best Master in the world, the most handsome Master in the world, and the best Master in the world. flattered himself with countless compliments, and then got tired of rubbing it in Shui Mujin's arms.

Shui Mujin had never met someone like her, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while, but her eyes were stained with a touch of pampering that she didn't even notice, which also made Zhu Yan drunk so much.

"Master...... I, I have something to say to you. Zhu Yan said drunkenly. She wanted to tell Master that she had been poisoned, and she wanted to tell Master that she was not from this world. Since she came to this world, there are only three people who are good to her, Tuoba Tatsuno is a friend, Tang Ruoshu is a younger brother, and only Master makes her feel that she is a relative and a dependent, which will make her want to tell him all the bad things, and then let Master help her solve it, because in her mind, Master is a god and omnipotent.

"Yes. Shui Mujin still responded lightly.

"Master, I don't like the pear tree outside the door, the 'pear' is also 'away', and it makes me sad when I look at it. When the words came to her mouth, she changed her mouth again, because she didn't dare to speak again, for fear that after she said it, the master would not like her, or even don't want her. This is the only thing she can rely on in this world.

Seeing that Shui Mujin was silent, she continued: "Master, it's better to have a plum tree. Once met and once thought, the most affectionate and the most affectionate. There are 3,000 trees under the lonely mountain forest, and it is this branch that can withstand frost. ”

Watching her read it faintly, Shui Mujin was stunned, and turned away without leaving a word.

Zhu Yandrunk looked at Shui Mujian's back, and habitually pursed his lips, the master is always like this, as if he is indifferent to everything. It doesn't matter, she is used to it, and she comforts herself thinking that the master is still special and attentive to herself, otherwise how could she bring her back, how could she change clothes for her.

At this time, Shui Mujin was thinking about why he was abnormal, Zhu Yan's drunkenness was like a big stone that stirred up the ripples in his heart, and the moment the sword was about to pierce her heart, he tasted an emotion that he hadn't had for thousands of years - nervous, he didn't know what was wrong with him, the punishment of Sun Xueying was the result of the slightest anger in his heart overriding reason, and Zhu Yan's drunken poems made him fall into contemplation. At the edge of the heart refining pool, he closed his eyes lightly, calmed down his complicated thoughts, and then meditated.