Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 450 I Won't Make You Hate Me
"Then you're quite lucky, you haven't been discovered once." Song Baoling couldn't help leaning in.

The commotion outside gradually subsided, the inner room was opened, and Yu Zikong was relieved to see that it was Jun Tingsheng.

"Staying with you guys really tested my heart."

Jun Tingsheng only said lightly, "He's gone."

Song Baoling became interested, "Do you even want to bow down to him?"

"I don't need it, I just don't want him to come in and look for you." Jun Tingsheng said lightly.

Only Lianjiao, Erhu and Zhao Ping knew how tense the atmosphere was just now.

"What does Master Guo look like?" Song Baoling couldn't help asking curiously.

Yu Zikong shook his head, feeling very boring, "It's just a robe that wraps himself tightly, it's boring."

"No one has seen his appearance. He seems to care about himself very much. If his guess is correct, Jun Tianlin has never seen him."

The national teacher does not completely submit to Jun Tianlin, on the contrary, the national teacher also has a strong ambition, but it is different from what Jun Tianlin pursues, so the two can walk together.

To put it bluntly, it's just what everyone needs.

"It's all about collusion." Yu Zikong said contemptuously.

"Your Majesty!" Chai Liang's anxious voice came from outside the house, "The military camp has something important to ask for you."

Jun Tingsheng hesitated for a moment, and after a few instructions with Song Baoling, he drove away.

Song Baoling felt uneasy, but the sky changed in just a quarter of an hour. The sky was clear just now, but now many black clouds poured in.

Dark clouds covered and thunder rolled, Song Baoling frowned slightly, "Lianjiao, let's go back to the Hou Mansion first."

Lianjiao responded quickly, and took an umbrella from Ji Ren Tang in case of sudden rain.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the walk, the national teacher turned back again, and everyone ignored the dampness on the ground and knelt down, bowing their heads.

Lianjiao put down her umbrella and knelt down, seeing Song Baoling next to her who was motionless and raised her hand to pull her sleeve, "Miss."

Song Baoling came back to his senses and knelt down like them, but it seemed much more casual, besides, she always stood out in the crowd.

It took almost no effort to notice her.

"Head up." A haughty voice came from above.

But after a long time, there was no movement, Song Baoling was a little impatient.

"You, look up."

Suddenly, a long wooden stick was pressed against her chin, engraved with obscure runes and patterns, exuding a touch of sandalwood.

The long stick picked her chin, forcing her to look up, only then did Song Baoling realize that it was her she was talking about.

When she saw the person in the dark purple robe on the float, she knew that this must be what they called the national teacher.

Lianjiao swallowed her saliva nervously, feeling extremely annoyed, recalling that just now Miss Cai didn't seem to have done anything disrespectful to the national teacher.

Song Baoling met Shang Guoshi's eyes, and at that moment, the pupils of the two shrank suddenly.

Song Baoling was extremely shocked that there are still people with purple eyes in this world.

The national teacher looked at her for a long time before saying, "Which family are you a girl from? Would you like to enter the palace to accompany me?"

"What do you mean?" Song Baoling raised his chin lightly, avoiding the wooden stick.

"I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" He regained his indifferent eyes, and his voice was flat, as if he was just saying that the weather today is very good.

As soon as the words came out, the people around cast envious eyes. If one becomes the apprentice of the national teacher, it is equivalent to enjoying endless glory and wealth, and there is a chance to get the true biography of the national teacher.

And if you are lucky enough to be liked by the emperor, how can you be a nobleman by virtue of your status as a national teacher and apprentice.

Some people were thinking hard in their hearts, but they didn't want Song Baoling's answer to be unexpected, "I don't want to, I refuse."

She said bluntly, surrounded by regretful voices.

"I don't want to? I promise that as long as you become my apprentice, I will have and only have you as an apprentice. Are you unwilling?"

Song Baoling, the observer of the national teacher, did not miss any trace of emotion on her face.

The others were even more moved, but Song Baoling remained unwavering, "Reject, I already have a master."

Others sighed when they heard this answer, and even offered themselves.

"National teacher, look at me, I might be suitable to be your apprentice!

As soon as the words fell, other people also recommended themselves.

The national teacher felt a little noisy, and when the guards noticed it, they immediately aimed their cold swords at them, "Shut up."

Those people were silent.

The national teacher was not angry when he was rejected, he raised his hand and waved, the guards behind immediately understood, stood on both sides of Song Baoling, and supported her.

Song Baoling was startled, "What are you doing?! Let me go! I said I disagree."

The national teacher smiled and said nothing, Song Baoling instantly understood what he meant, and this was intended to be strong.

Lianjiao panicked and grabbed the two guards, "No, let go of my lady!"

The guard got impatient and kicked Lianjiao away. Lianjiao didn't notice for a while, and bumped her head on the corner of the table at the street stall, and the bright red blood flowed down and dripped on the ground.

Song Baoling's heart tightened, and he exerted his own internal strength. The national teacher saw her thoughts and poked a certain acupuncture point on her body with a stick.

She instantly became limp and lost strength, and looked at him angrily and in shock, "I am the lady of the Xuanping Hou Mansion! How dare you take me away like this?"

The national teacher didn't take it seriously, Lianjiao's vision was blurred by the blood, she watched Song Baoling being taken away abruptly but could do nothing.

After a while, Lianjiao felt her body lighten.

And Song Baoling was pushed into the palace like this, the national teacher has a special palace, which is not inferior to the imperial concubine's bedroom.

"How about it, this place is much bigger than your Houfu, don't you think about it any more?"

The national teacher caressed Song Baoling's cheek with his hand. Song Baoling's hands and feet were tied, making it difficult to move. He stared at him and said, "Let me go back!"

"Tsk, it's something I don't like to hear when I say it." The national teacher withdrew his hand in disappointment, and lazily sat back on the imperial concubine chair opposite Song Baoling.

"I don't have much patience, if you keep consuming me like this..."

"Since you're impatient, let me go back!" Although Song Baoling was angry, he was not emotional.

The national teacher sneered, "Not only do you look like her, but you also have a somewhat similar personality. I can't bear it."

Song Baoling was taken aback, did he regard her as someone else's substitute, or was she a national teacher who couldn't love her?

The national teacher didn't do anything, just stared at Song Baoling until his scalp became numb.

Seeing that he had no intention of hurting her, Song Baoling simply relaxed, but she was worried about Lianjiao.

"Your little maid was rescued and can't come to accompany you." The person opposite seemed to know what she was thinking, and added silently.

Song Baoling looked at him questioningly, the national teacher was at ease, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, I won't let you hate me."

The last sentence was spoken seriously, and seemed to contain regret.

This sentence is inexplicable, Song Baoling frowned uncomfortably, she has nothing to do with this person, why should she hate him?

(End of this chapter)