The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 89
Old Man Qingyan's light words made Du Yunlie almost kneel down.

He never expected to see Master here.

In a flash, it has been five years since I saw you.

Ever since he decided to leave the Bohai Sea and return to the temple from the rivers and lakes, Master has chosen to travel around the world.

No one dared to approach Du Yunlie's room within a radius of ten meters.

The old man Qingyan sat on the teacher's chair in front of the window, looking at Du Yunlie leisurely. The teacup next to him was fragrant and hot, and it was just offered by Du Yunlie.

Du Yunlie lowered his brows and lowered his eyes, kneeling tremblingly two steps before his master's feet, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Everything seemed to return to the way it was five years ago, when he knelt in front of the master and begged him to let him go.

The old man Qingyan stared at Du Yunlie who was kneeling upright, and sighed in his heart: After all, he is a nobleman of the royal family. Even if he kneels in front of him and restrains himself deliberately, he can't conceal his arrogance and nobility.

After all, the child has grown up, and now he is also a prince with power all over the world, no matter what, he should be given face.

"Get up, I'm just a commoner in the world, and I can't afford the prince's gift." The old man Qingyan picked up the teacup and said so calmly.

Du Yunlie's heart trembled, his whole body trembled, he knelt down, knocked his head heavily on the ground, knocked his head three times in a row, and apologized to his master: "This disciple is unfilial, disciple knows his mistake, disciple deserves to die!"

After the three kowtows, Du Yunlie was already in tears. How can kowtowing and apologizing be able to deal with the guilt towards Master?
He was only five years old when he followed his master, and his master was already full of silver hair. People often say that he is an old naughty boy, and his master took him to Bohai to make trouble. He loved him so much that he almost turned Bohai over. Master It was just a laugh, without any blame.

Although the master dotes on him and rarely punishes him, it doesn't mean he doesn't respect the master.

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

In Du Yunlie's mind, the status of the old man Qingyan is comparable to that of his father.

His father gave him life, but all his abilities were bestowed by his master, how can he be disrespectful?

The old man Qingyan looked at his beloved disciple who was crying bitterly, and felt uncomfortable. He put down the teacup and sighed leisurely: "In the end, you didn't do anything wrong, but you chose your own responsibility. But, if you can, As a teacher, I really don't want you to work so hard."

Du Yunlie knelt down and looked at the master. All the grievances and sadness that had been suppressed for many years burst out at this moment.

Du Yunqing is Du Yunlie's closest relative, even in front of his eldest brother, Du Yunlie has never shown such a side.

Because the eldest brother is not only his eldest brother, but also the current emperor.

They are both brothers and ministers.

It is impossible for a ruler and his ministers to be so intimate and pour out their hearts.

It is also rare for the old man Qingyan to have a lover who is as fragile as a child. The original anger has long since turned into distress, and he can't help but caress his head. How can he not know the entanglement and pain in his heart.

Du Yunlie has been smart since he was a child, with unique bones, and he is diligent and inquisitive. He is a child of the royal family, and he should shoulder the burden of the world with his ambition.

But Du Yunlie was born with a heart yearning for freedom. He was most tired of the ups and downs in the officialdom and had no covetousness for the throne.

Unexpectedly, the first emperor contracted the cold for some reason, fell ill, and died before he could leave a will. Afterwards, there was great chaos in the court, and the dispute over the number of princes was particularly fierce.

Originally, all of this had no effect on Du Yunlie. No matter who ascended the throne, he could just be his wealthy prince as usual. However, Du Yunqing, the eldest brother of his mother and compatriot, also participated in the battle for the heir apparent. The situation was very critical. Du Yunlie received the news , couldn't bear his elder brother's death, so he had to return to the court to help his elder brother.

In a flash, five years have passed.

Yesterday, the young man was already an extremely human minister, the King Qi respected by everyone.As soon as he entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, even though he was helpless, for the sake of family affection, Du Yunlie still put himself in the officialdom.

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Nangong Yun was sitting at the table, holding his chin and drooping his eyelids and sighing, without any energy.

Bai Bai looked at her puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong, you look so ugly?"

Nangong Yun put down his hands, and asked with some resentment: "Master, who is older, you or senior Qingyan?"

Bai Bai smiled and said, "Brother Qingyan is naturally a few years older than me."

Nangong Yun immediately fell down on the table as if discouraged, and began to hum, cursing inwardly: Why!

Du Yunlie is a generation older than her without any effort, what a disadvantage!

Du Yunlie stopped crying, and when he realized that he was wronged and crying like a child, his handsome face had already turned crimson. He got up from his master and knelt down again. His handsome face was as clear as if it had been washed.

Qingyan looked at Du Yunlie, his forehead was still a little red, which was caused by kowtow just now, the bun was a little messy because he just flung himself into his arms, a few strands of black hair were soaked by tears and stuck to the side of the neck, the black ink His eyes were wet with tears.

Due to fear and apprehension, Du Yunlie shrank a little and knelt there timidly, seeing the old man Qingyan feel inexplicably distressed.

The old man Qingyan had a vague illusion that the one kneeling in front of him was still the apprentice who was used to leaning on his knees to act coquettishly and obediently, not the Qi Wangye who had the power over the world.

The old man Qingyan sighed silently, "It's been so hard for you for so many years."

Du Yunlie originally wanted to say "no hard work", but when he raised his head and looked at Master's loving and distressed eyes, he replied softly: "The world is much heavier than Lie Er imagined, Lier is incompetent, want to It will take a longer time to establish a peaceful and prosperous world. Master, my disciple is not filial and cannot be filial by your side, which also makes you worry and sad."

Du Yunlie looked at the old man Qingyan's silver threads turning white again. Although the master's spirit was still very good, he clearly felt that the master's words and deeds still lacked a bit of tiger style.

Could it be that people tend to soften their hearts when they are old? If it were a few years ago, the master would have given him a good slap when he saw him, but now he is talking with him so calmly and happily.

The corner of the old man Qingyan's mouth slightly raised: "I have no hard work, but a wild crane in the clouds, traveling around the mountains and rivers. Then you, have lived so hard these years, do you regret it?"

Du Yunlie shook his head, "Although the burdens of the world are hard to bear, Lie'er is trying to do his best. After returning to the temple from the rivers and lakes, Lie'er has no regrets. It's just that Lie'er let Master down, and he always feels extremely guilty in his heart. Only then did I know the master's heart for my disciples, and in the end, it is the master who understands me best."

The old man Qingyan smiled: "Really, I understand you best? What about that girl named Nangong Yun, does she understand you?"

Du Yunlie did not expect that Master would suddenly mention Nangong Yun at this time, and was a little stunned.

(End of this chapter)