blue shirt oath

Chapter 82

Hearing this, Song Guichen said in his heart: I also have one more master than you.

Moreover, this master has been aware that his apprentice has changed a core for the past few months, but has kept silent, as if nothing had happened.

"Actually, Master knows everything. You haven't lost Master."

"I know." Duan Xiaochen smiled sadly, "As expected, Master knows everything."

The master is gentle, and in the first few months he greeted me with care and caring, but then for some reason, sometimes he looked at himself as if he was looking at a thief who stole his apprentice.

Sometimes Duan Xiaochen even felt that what Mr. Lin was looking at was not himself, but his enemy.

However, his good cultivation and temperament prevented him from venting the anger in his heart.

Duan Xiaochen is sensitively aware that the master may have discovered that he is not his disciple.

However, she was greedy for the warmth that fell from the sky, and she didn't want to tell her master that she was not Song Guichen.

As long as she doesn't say anything, even if Master suspects, there is no evidence.

However, she was wrong.

That day, Song Guichen appeared in the lonely mountain with her own body on top of her body. She was so frightened that three souls lost seven souls, but the master returned.

They sipped tea and talked and laughed, whether it was raising plums or feeding cranes, they couldn't get in their mouths.

At that moment, Duan Xiaochen felt a deep panic, which was even worse than the panic when he was tortured and interrogated in the dark and damp prison.

It was a kind of stolen happiness that was about to lose worry and panic. It was hard to see the rain and the sky cleared, but suddenly a thunderbolt struck and wiped everything out.

For several days in a row, Duan Xiaochen couldn't eat or sleep well, and was terribly worried.

Even with Song Guichen's guarantee, she was still on pins and needles, and dared not speak much every time she saw Master.

The master treated her even more indifferently. Although he still didn't say anything, Duan Xiaochen could feel that the master was completely sure that she was the fake Song Guichen.

However, Duan Xiaochen didn't understand, even if he was a fake, why did Master look at him with such hatred and resentment...

"You know Master knows?"

"Hehe." Duan Xiaochen sneered, "Thinking about it now, I'm like a clown, worried every day, worrying about my identity being discovered, I carefully imagined what kind of person you should be from your clothes, jewelry, pen and ink, and books. I tried my best to learn your every move, I tried my best to learn how to cook, how to make tea, and how to learn medical skills... But, master, he probably thought I was funny, and I was right as a pastime when I was bored, so let me stay .”

"How could it be?" Song Guichen raised his voice, "Master is honest, even if he knows that you are not me, he will not have the idea of ​​making fun of others."

Duan Xiaochen looked at Song Guichen with a half-smile, and paused every word: "Sister Song, do you really understand your master?"

"Of course I understand."

"Then do you know who that hosta belongs to?"

"This--"

Song Guichen was speechless.

Yes, she didn't know Master at all.

The master is proficient in calligraphy and painting skills, poetry and songs. The master is calm and fond of the ancients.

Song Guichen thought that he was the person who knew Master best in this world.

Master never cherished Master's poems, calligraphy and paintings, nor did he want to pass them on to others, but Song Guichen carefully organized and treasured them. From the poems, calligraphy and paintings, Song Guichen could tell that Master had something on his mind of.

But, what is on Master's mind?

Song Guichen didn't understand.

"Master, he just treats you well." Duan Xiaochen looked at Song Guichen with resentment and hatred, "He protected you so well, maybe you haven't experienced suffering, nor the pain of losing a loved one, I have never experienced near-death despair..."

I really want to let you experience it again.

Duan Xiaochen repeated the last sentence in his heart, tied his tongue, and put on a smile on his face: "Sister Song, so, Mr. Gu, you can just leave it to me."

Song Guichen wanted to laugh.

In fact, she did laugh too.

Tears came out of the corners of his eyes when he laughed, and Song Guichen held onto the bookshelf and took a breath: "This is the funniest request I've ever heard when I grew up."

Not to mention that Gu Yi is not Song Guichen's property, she can't let her back and forth, even if she can really give up Gu Yi at will, she will be mad because she will give up the person she loves!

"Miss Duan, I have seen how powerful you are today. You go, who you want to marry is your business. Whether Gu Yi marries you is his business, and it has nothing to do with me, Song Guichen."

Duan Xiaochen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sister Song doesn't care, so Xiaochen can rest assured."

"Don't call me Sister Song, I can't afford it."

"Sister Song, why is this so? You and I are destined to exchange souls. Although we exchanged back today, Bao Buqi will exchange again one day. Who knows what kind of strange thing this is."

Song Guichen's mouth twitched, and he looked at Duan Xiaochen.

It seems that she didn't know that getting drunk can exchange souls.

It doesn't matter if you don't know, Song Guichen doesn't intend to tell her.

"I still want to remind you that the reason why Gu Tixing wants Gu Yi to marry you is because you are the daughter of Mrs. Duan. You must know that if you marry into the Gu family—"

"It's not easy to face Mrs. Gu, right?" Duan Xiaochen interrupted Song Guichen again, and said with a light smile, "I'm not stupid. I don't know the story between Gu Tixing and my mother, but Mrs. Gu and Gu Everyone knows that there is a grudge against the sentence.”

"Since you know it, you shouldn't bump into it."

When the time comes, Mrs. Gu will be so worried when she sees her daughter-in-law.

"Why can't I bump into it? What does my mother's business have to do with me? I'm just a poor orphan girl. Mrs. Gu is kind and dedicated to Buddha. What can she do to me?"

Song Guichen took a deep breath, and took a deep look at Duan Xiaochen, as if this was the first time seeing her.

At first, she thought that Duan Xiaochen wanted to marry Gu Yi just because he liked Gu Yi, and at the same time, she wanted to find a place for herself.

Later, she realized that Duan Xiaochen was just competing with herself for "things".

At this time, Song Guichen felt that the little girl in front of him was not like a little girl at all, but a scheming counselor.

"Then I wish Miss Duan happiness." Song Guichen said this calmly, walked to the door and opened the door, raised his hand as a gesture of seeing off guests, "Miss Duan, please, Fanghe Hall is too small to accommodate girls. "

Du Qingshan and Uncle Wu were just outside the courtyard, and when they saw the scene of their swords being tense, they all looked over together.

In the brightly lit room, Song Guichen raised his hand and stood at the door to invite someone with a cold face, while Duan Xiaochen inside looked pitiful, and lowered his head to wipe away his tears:

"Sister Song, if I knew that Sister Song didn't want Mr. Gu to marry Xiaochen, Xiaochen would never agree to mention Mr. Xing anyway."

(End of this chapter)