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

Chapter 6 Master!I'm afraid of the dark
In the room, there was silence.

The tea cup fell at Jiang Yu's feet and splashed all over the floor, but it was not stained at all on the hem of her green and white skirt.

"Jiang Yu, what did you do to him?"

"Your Majesty has grown up now, will he lose his temper with me?"

Jiang Yu stepped over the debris and stepped forward. When he raised his feet, there was already powder under his feet.

A gust of wind came from nowhere and blew away in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

Baicang was supported by two people, and his unconscious body looked weak and weak.
"Master Bai was just too excited and passed out. I didn't do anything."

Facing Zhong Liqing's expression of distrust, Jiang Yu looked innocent.

Zhong Liqing walked up to Bo Cang and stared at Bo Cang's neck and back of his head for a while. Indeed, there were no traces.

Although there are suspicions, there is no evidence.

There was a sound outside the door.

"Who's outside?"

"Lord Si Ming, His Majesty's motorcade has arrived outside the door. Come and report."

Unknowingly, dusk has arrived.

The room is dark.

"I'll take the dagger away first. Baicang will stay in your Siming Mansion for the time being to recuperate. When people wake up tomorrow, Siming Mansion will send someone back."

Zhong Liqing's voice sounded.

Jiang Yu didn't get what he asked for, so he said lightly, "Congratulations to Your Majesty."

The etiquette was not done.

She is only willing to look at the face of Zhongli Yunxi, who died 700 years earlier, and keep their Zhongli royal family's face only on some big occasions.

The two attendants supporting Baocang looked at the people in their hands, not knowing what to do.

Jiang Yu waved to the two of them and motioned for them to put Bo Cang on the armchair aside.

After sending Zhong Liqing away, Siming Mansion became active.

Jiang Yu saw Feng Zang from a distance and asked him to come over quickly.

"What are your orders, Master Si Ming?"

"Please help keep Baicang in the small courtyard to the west. When someone wakes up, remember to call me."

Feng Zang summoned Yun Qi and the two of them to take Bacang away together.

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

This girl Zhong Liqing is really difficult to deal with.

Jiang Yu looked around, thinking about which road Zhong Liqing would take back to the palace, and quietly walked to a remote courtyard alone.

Throwing up the long sword, he caught the scabbard and put it on his waist when he jumped up the wall. He performed an invisibility trick and followed Zhong Liqing's motorcade not far or near.

into the palace.

Jiang Yu followed Zhongliqing step by step until he reached the outside of the imperial study. As soon as Zhongliqing entered with his front foot, Jiang Yu's back foot was patted outside the door.

Fortunately, she closed her feet quickly.

Jiang Yu stood outside the door and saw Zhong Liqing walking inside through the window screen. He hesitated for a moment but still didn't go in.

Jiang Yu's realm was extremely high. There was basically no place in this world that she couldn't go to, only places she didn't want to go.

Although the queen made an agreement with Jiang Yu to let her protect the country for 800 years, she still had reservations about Jiang Yu.

She once said to Jiang Yu, "The palace is an important place. No matter what, the queen is the supreme ruler. Si Ming must preserve the last trace of the royal family's dignity."

How could Jiang Yu not know what she meant.

She is not a nosy person, and it is better to do less than to do more.

Isn't it just to prevent her from setting foot in the important place of the royal family and let them keep their privacy?
But now, Jiang Yu hesitated.

The trip to Qingcheng Mountain is definitely not just to win people's hearts.

Qingcheng Mountain has two peaks.

One is the Qingcheng Nanpai, which is closely related to Tianlin, and has long been involved in the world of mortals.

The other one is the Qingcheng Northern Sect who still insists on being quiet and concentrating on cultivation.

The two peaks are not far apart and do not interfere with each other.

The person she met yesterday who wanted to kill Song Heqing was from the Qingcheng Southern Sect.

She also saw it in the Taoist temple today.

Since Jiang Yu has accepted Song Heqing as her young apprentice, she is naturally responsible for his life safety.

Although the view of Qingcheng is just a quick glimpse.

At a glance, Jiang Yu saw the woman and Zhongliqing's eyes briefly clashing.

They know each other!

When Jiang Yu was lying on the tree and looking at Zhongliqing, the man was also standing not far away. He didn't know whether he was guarding Zhongliqing or waiting for someone.

Jiang Yu was about to turn around and leave.
Ran Ye, the guard with a sword, hurried around the corridor and ran towards the study.

Jiang Yu followed Ranye into the study.

Zhong Liqing sat in front of the imperial desk with a solemn expression.

"Where do you say Ningnan?"

"Elder Ning said that Jiang Yu is not easy to kill, so we need to consider the long term."

Jiang Yu leaned aside and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Good guy, it turns out that he is not only trying to win over the people, but also plotting to kill himself.

Zhong Liqing, a little girl, had a fierce spirit when she was a child. When she was a child, she looked at Jiang Yu with sinister eyes.

"Why is it so difficult to kill? An old monster who has been at ease for so many years cannot be killed by an elder of her sect?"

Zhong Liqing threw down the memorial in his hand, and made a dull and loud noise, which alarmed the guards in front of the case.

Ran Ye knelt down on the ground.

Jiang Yu shook his head repeatedly and lost his temper when he couldn't beat him, which made him feel sorry for Ranye, a little guard.

Ranye lowered his head and whispered: "Your Majesty, Ning Nan said that her disciple had already met Jiang Siming in Zhulin yesterday, and she is definitely not a match for him alone."

"If we want the imperial power to intervene, wait until she can kill Jiang Yu."

Zhong Liqing stared at the broken tea cup on the ground, feeling extremely unhappy. She knew Jiang Yu's power better than anyone in the world.

But I didn't expect that the elders of a sect who had lived for hundreds of years were also afraid of her.

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evening
Jiang Yu returned to the room and as soon as he opened the door, he paused but did not stop.

She glanced at the window where the moonlight shone in. Dots of white powder shone with a dim and strange color.

He waved his sleeves casually, sat on his seat, picked up the tea cup, and played with it for a while.

"Not coming out yet?"

The white porcelain cup in his hand quickly came out of his hand, passed through the dark night, and made a dull sound with the curtain of the partition.

At the same time, there was a gasp, "Hiss!"

"Master."

"Why are you hiding in my room?" Jiang Yu looked at the child who came out rubbing his forehead and said with a smile.

"I'm afraid of the dark, Master." Song Heqing touched her sore forehead, looking at Jiang Yu with a pale face.

Jiang Yu: "..." What's the matter?
"You're afraid of the dark, so why not hide in my room?"

Full of gibberish.

He had obviously said that he was an orphan before. How could an orphan still be afraid of the dark?

"When you see Master, you won't be afraid anymore."

Song Heqing put down his hand and walked to Jiang Yu. The wound on his forehead was a little blue.

Jiang Yu knew that he didn't use much force, but for a child, this little pain could still cause him some suffering.

She bent down, stretched out her hand to caress the wound on Song Heqing's head, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Her long ink-colored hair swept across her green and white bamboo-patterned skirt and fell on her chest. A faint fragrance lingered in Song Heqing's nose.

Jiang Yu looked at the child's dazed look, and mercilessly slapped Song Heqing's forehead with his white knuckles.

"Hiss... Master, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Just remember it if it hurts! Don't lie casually next time."

"Master!"

Song Heqing was not tall, reaching about Jiang Yu's shoulders. Jiang Yu was sitting on the seat, almost as tall as Song Heqing.

He quietly leaned next to Jiang Yu and pulled her sleeves. Seeing that Jiang Yu didn't respond, he bent down slightly and rested his head gently on Jiang Yu's shoulder, "Master, I'm really not afraid of the dark, but I'm so afraid of someone killing me." I."

"Head, take it off!"

Song Heqing: "..."

(End of this chapter)