Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 51
Tao Qian said that something was wrong with Song Heqing since he came back from the fight. Jiang Yu thought that he was being too preoccupied, but now it seems that something is indeed wrong, at least his current reaction is very unusual.

Jiang Yu looked at the young apprentice in front of him. He was in the prime of his youth and had been practicing outside for three years. He had never replied to a letter complaining about hardship and fear. He didn't know what could make him panic like this.

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?" Jiang Yu retracted her hand, and the white handkerchief was wet and she threw it on the table.

"Master..."

"Hesitating, what can't you just say?" Jiang Yu frowned, his face slightly condensed.

Song Heqing looked at his master and was really unhappy. He suddenly said, "Master, since I came back from Bianyun Town two days ago, this disciple has been having a very strange dream."

A flash of doubt flashed in Jiang Yu's eyes, why Meng could frighten him so much.

Song Heqing continued: "The name of the person in the dream is Jiang Feiwei."

Jiang Yuwei!
Jiang Yu raised his head instantly, and their eyes met. Jiang Yu saw fear and struggle in Song Heqing's eyes, but he did not dodge. He did not lie.

"I'm very scared. Why do I keep dreaming about him? This is so strange. I..." Song Heqing became more and more excited as he spoke.

Jiang Yu quickly calmed down his emotions, "When did it start?"

"Probably when I was looking for Master in the mist, I heard someone calling my name." Song Heqing lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment.

"Since it is a dream, what scares you in the dream? Jiang Feiwei and you have nothing to do with each other." Jiang Yu said, "What is so scary about him to you?"

Song Heqing raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yu, her dark eyes filled with scrutiny.

The master is very smart, and all of Song Heqing's emotions are invisible to her. However, at certain times, she always seems to be almost naive and persistent, and persistently does not understand other people's feelings.

It was Jiang Yuwei who scared him, but Song Heqing was obviously afraid that Jiang Yu's attitude towards him would change because of Jiang Yuwei.

"I know that Master doesn't like Jiang Yuwei very much. He has hurt you, so I hope that I have nothing to do with him. I am even more afraid that I am him." Song Heqing said every word, looking into Jiang Yu's eyes, with a burning gaze. Making her slightly uncomfortable.

This little apprentice actually wanted to oppress her with his eyes.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Jiang Yu smoothed out his words, then pursed the corners of his lips, "Don't worry, you won't be his."

"But Master, when you first saw me, you thought I was him. Why are you so sure that I have nothing to do with him now? Although I also hope so, but..."

Jiang Yu shook his head, "First of all, let's not say that you two have different personalities and appearances. Secondly, I am now very sure that he cannot be you."

Song Heqing was a little surprised when he heard Jiang Yu's clear words, but still a little confused.

"Why is Master so sure?"

Jiang Yu stood up. She looked at the cold moonlight outside the door and said softly: "Because he may not be dead yet, how could he be you?"

Although Jiang Yu had regarded Jiang Yuwei as dead for so many years, she had never seen Jiang Yuwei's body, nor had she heard of his death.

"The sword formation we saw two days ago was the same sword formation they used to kill me. At that time, I failed to escape the tribulation and was ambushed. I have been cultivating myself for thousands of years." Jiang Yu suddenly thought of something and continued, " I founded a sect before, but unfortunately when I came back, the sect was gone and I continued to be in seclusion for who knows how many years."

"I have been trying to find him for more than 700 years since I returned to the world."

"It's strange. He is such a powerful person. He should be the object of attention after killing me, but there is no news about him in the world. There is no record or oral tradition of his whereabouts, life and death."

When Song Heqing heard what Jiang Yu said, he also felt strange, "Why is there no news at all?"

"So he may not be dead at all. How could it be you?" Jiang Yu continued, "When I suddenly saw you that day, I saw that your body shape, eyebrows and eyes were slightly similar to his, so I talked nonsense. Don't say such things in the future, you won't be his."

Song Heqing lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly. After a moment, he stood up, his eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled for a long time, "This way, this disciple will feel relieved."

Jiang Yu nodded, "If nothing happens, you can go back first."

Jiang Yu looked at Song Heqing's retreating figure and fell into deep thought. She had always wanted to confirm whether Jiang Feiwei was dead or not.

She just hopes that the 800-year contract between Tianlin and Tianlin will be over, so that she will have more time to take her young apprentice to find Jiang Feiwei.

If Jiang Feiwei is really dead, then this matter is settled. If he is not dead, Jiang Yu must find him and let him experience the feeling of betrayal and separation.

Song Heqing didn't go back either, he stood outside the courtyard gate for a long time, if dreams can deceive people, so can memory?
To this day, he still remembers that when that beam of light entered his body, countless memories that did not belong to him all appeared in his mind.

Those flashing images are so clear and real.

Song Heqing raised his head, looked at the bright moon, sighed, and returned to the room. He opened the pillow and found a wooden carved and dyed doll under the pillow.

The doll looks exactly like Jiang Yu, but the color of the clothes and hairstyle are completely different from now.

The wood carving in Song Heqing's hand is a doll dressed in red, with a simple and refreshing hairstyle, and a red hairband that ties all the hair high on the back of the head.

Its expression is very vivid, with a hint of arrogance, and it looks even more lifelike.

However, just looking at this wood carving, Song Heqing could imagine in his mind that thousands of years ago, there was a woman who was decisive and arrogant in the world.

It's not that Jiang Yu is any less arrogant now, but that she is more like a jade that has been immersed in water for thousands of years, with the edges smoothed and becoming more stable and rounded.

She can handle everything properly, and Jiang Yu can respond with a gentle attitude to anyone, making people feel that she is a person who can get close to, but who feels alienated when they get close.

Song Heqing stroked the hair on the wooden figure, as gently as Jiang Yu would stroke his hair when he was scared.

"Master, I will protect you, no matter whether I was Jiang Feiwei or not. At this time and from now on, I will only be Song Heqing, the little disciple you picked up."

From this moment on, Song Heqing knew that his feelings for his master had begun to change.

The moonlight shone on his white sleeves, Song Heqing stretched out his hand and blew out the candles on the table.

The room fell into darkness, with only the slight arch of the wrist reflecting silver light under the moonlight.

Yinchuan slept soundly on Song Heqing's wrist, unaware that the person whose tail was curled up by him actually had extremely complicated inner emotions.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, clear and clear, illuminating every sleepless person from high above.

(End of this chapter)