Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Qin Muyue hugged Jun Yuzheng's thighs tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, making her look weak, pitiful and helpless.

Jun Yuzheng looked at her like that and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Suddenly, Jun Yuzheng felt a surge of heat in his body, as if the love poison was taking effect.

His eyes began to become deep and his breathing became faster.

Qin Muyue felt the change in her master. She raised her head and met Jun Yuzheng's eyes that were filled with complex emotions.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qin Muyue's voice trembled slightly. She felt that the heat emanating from her master was not right.

Jun Yuzheng tried hard to suppress the love poison in his body. His voice was low and hoarse: "Yue'er, don't be afraid. Your master is fine."

But as the love poison took effect, Jun Yuzheng's self-control began to gradually weaken. His eyes became more fiery, and his gaze at Qin Muyue was filled with unspeakable emotions.

Qin Muyue sensed something was wrong with her master, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged in her heart.

She let go of her master's hand and wanted to step back, but Jun Yuzheng suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Master..." Qin Muyue's voice was swallowed up by Jun Yuzheng's arms. She could feel Master's heartbeat, strong and powerful.

Jun Yuzheng hugged Qin Muyue tightly, his face slowly approaching her, with a hint of hot breath in his breath.

Qin Muyue's heartbeat quickened. She had no resistance to her master's unique and stunning face, and her mind was in a fog.

Just when their lips were about to touch, Jun Yuzheng suddenly stopped and turned away.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed a certain impulse, and slowly let go of the girl.

"Yue'er, I'm sorry. I lost my composure." Jun Yuzheng's voice was a little tangled. He didn't want to admit that he was completely defenseless and was devoured by the love poison.

Also, because of the love Gu's fixation on Qin Muyue's young girl appearance, it produced many unsightly thoughts.

Jun Yuzheng's arrogance as a master makes him unwilling to admit that he has weaknesses.

Qin Muyue showed a suspicious look. Her master had behaved abnormally for two times in a row. She had just made a Gu, so how could she not know what evil had possessed him?

She showed an honest and innocent look, and deliberately looked into the master's eyes, chasing his wandering eyes.

The little hand reached out to Master's waist and abdomen and pinched it.

"Hmm." Jun Yuzheng groaned. That touch was magnified to the extreme by his senses. His tall body stiffened, like a collapsing jade mountain, and he was unable to move.

“...How dare you!” The eyes of this man of great divine talent were crimson, and the divine light in his narrow and long phoenix eyes had already dimmed. He felt ashamed and embarrassed when his disciple discovered that his mythical illusion was shattered, as if his face would really shatter if he was touched again.

Qin Muyue looked at the changes in Master Jun Yuzheng's expression and felt that she was terribly strong at the moment.

She plucked up her courage and hugged her master's waist. The man just struggled for a moment, and then trembled even more violently under the influence of the love Gu.

"Yue'er...what do you mean?" Jun Yuzheng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and grabbed the girl's rebellious hand.

“Hehehe...Master, you don’t want your three senior brothers and little junior sister to know that you have been infected with a love poison, right?” Qin Muyue said subconsciously.

Jun Yuzheng's narrow eyes widened in disbelief, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

The master's beautiful face was covered with beads of cold sweat, his thin lips were a shimmering color, and his voice was trembling: "Yue'er...what do you want me to do?"

The thief Qin Muyue secretly bore a grudge. Her master's teaching of swordsmanship and Taoism was so cold and ruthless, like the dead of winter, which made her remember it through the pain.

Even today, he still wanted to use sword energy to ravage her for seven days and seven nights. It was true that the uncle could tolerate it but the aunt could not. He had endured it for a hundred years and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

How could Qin Cao let go of such an opportunity for revenge!

"Of course," the girl smiled evilly, and put one hand over her master's knee, easily picking up the 1.9-meter-tall man. In her palm was a pile of stones as white as jade and as fragrant as plum blossoms.

The master's skin was as white as autumn water and his bones were as hard as jade. His body was fixed at the weight of an adult, which was as light as a feather to her. "I've found a good place to bully the master."

"Traitor...you are committing a crime of rebellion!" Jun Yuzheng suppressed the gasping breath in his throat and spoke in a low voice. At this moment when he was under control, he became even more graceful and charming, without a trace of the domineering aura of a master.

"If I get rid of the poison, you'll have to keep your skin tight!" The master leaned his upper body back, as if trying to maintain the distance between men and women, but his words were contrary to his actions, and he wrapped his arms around the girl's neck.

The green black hair on the girl's shoulders and the moon-like hair of her master became entangled as they walked, inseparable, without distinction between you and me.

The girl came to the Jade Tempering Hall with her master in her arms and felt the man in her arms stiffen.

Qin Muyue spoke slowly and maliciously: "Master, do you still remember Liesongyuan? When I was a child, Master often supervised my studies there."

"Do you want to teach me?"

The master's voice sounded a little disappointed. Qin Muyue felt as if a progress bar was turning in her mind. Then she came back to her senses and said, "It's not over yet. On the master's throne is the master's favorite Xing Xuan Ji Yu Qin."

Jun Yuzheng looked unhappy. Was this bad girl trying to smash the piano to avenge him? Based on Qin Muyue's previous criminal psychology, it was very likely.

Qin Muyue stopped in front of Liesongyuan. She turned to look at Jun Yuzheng in her arms, a cunning look flashing in her eyes.

She could feel her master's anxiety and nervousness at the moment, which gave her a little satisfaction in her desire for revenge.

"Master, look, this Xing Xuan Ji Jade Harp is your most precious treasure, isn't it?" Qin Muyue said, gently placing Jun Yu Zheng on the master's seat, and gently stroking the mirror-like surface of the harp with her fingers.

Opposite her was the desk where she often sat when she was a child. She was well-versed in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

A trace of vigilance flashed in Jun Yuzheng's eyes. He knew what Qin Muyue was thinking, but he was powerless to stop her. He could only secretly be glad that this was an illusion.

"Yue'er, if you dare..." He was interrupted by Qin Muyue's laughter before he could finish his words.

"Master, don't worry, I won't smash the piano." Qin Muyue said, with a hint of teasing in her eyes, "I just want you to play a song in person to relieve the resentment in my heart."

Jun Yuzheng thought she was serious, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his disordered breathing, "Okay, I will play a song to show reconciliation."

Qin Muyue sat beside Jun Yuzheng, with her hands hanging on his waist, deliberately threatening him with this gesture, and said with a smile: "Master, play it."

Jun Yuzheng gently plucked the strings of the zither, and the melodious sound echoed in the Lesong Courtyard. His fingertips danced on the strings, and every note was full of emotion, intoxicating.

Just when he was getting into the groove, Qin Muyue put her small hand on the buckle of her master's waist and pulled it open.

"You...!" Jun Yuzheng's elegant body trembled, the corners of his eyes turned red, and his fingertips played a wrong note. The girl's fingering was deliberately imitating playing the piano.

"I have always missed the time when Master taught me to play the harp," Qin Muyue looked at the misty eyes of Master with a playful look, and said respectfully, "Please teach me, Master."

"Traitor... your teacher will not..." Jun Yuzheng was just teaching the piano at that time, but he didn't expect that his good girl wanted to play the piano for him?

Qin Muyue learned the fingering method, exerted force on the high strings, and savored the sound. "Master, am I doing this right?"

Jun Yuzheng shuddered all over, arched his waist, bit his lower lip, and drooped his long eyelashes, with beads hanging in the air and dewdrops about to fall.

The master's pupils, as clear as a snowy mountain, were slightly unfocused, and his eye sockets were red from being bullied.

Qin Muyue had a delighted smile on her face. She played the piano while admiring the shadow on the screen. Her shadow and that of her master were one high and one low, and they were dependent on each other and inseparable.

Jun Yuzheng took a deep breath and finally managed to control his rationality. He plucked the strings with his jade-like fingertips, which were moist and rosy. His back was straight, his demeanor was clear and elegant, and his demeanor was noble.

Qin Muyue looked back leisurely, her eyes narrowed slightly. She just wanted to destroy this fairy-like picture of clear snow and bright moon, so she played harder.

Jun Yuzheng groaned, his fingertips completely losing strength, the sound of the piano gradually became fainter, unable to cover the sound of his breathing.

Qin Muyue saw that her master was almost collapsing, and she felt a sense of pride and revenge in her heart.

She knew that at this moment Jun Yuzheng was no longer the master who should only exist in heaven, like a jade tree on the steps of the jade steps, and who could not be desecrated, but the white jade that she could play with at will in her palm.

"Master, look, the sound of the piano is so beautiful." Qin Muyue deliberately increased the strength of her hands on the strings, and each stroke seemed to challenge Jun Yuzheng's limits.

Jun Yuzheng tried his best to control his breathing rhythm. He tried to maintain his last bit of dignity and did not want to lose his composure in front of his disciple.

But some kind of wave was too powerful and his body could no longer fully control it.

"Yue'er..." Jun Yuzheng's voice was a little dazed. He knew that he was in a desperate situation.

Qin Muyue was unmoved. There was a hint of cunning in her smile: "Master, haven't you always taught me that if I want something, I have to work hard to get it? Now, let me teach you."

Her fingers pressed harder on the piano, and every stroke seemed to leave a mark on Jun Yuzheng's soul. His heart was shaken, his soul was enchanted, and seeing her sitting beside him, he felt as if he was on fire.

In Jun Yuzheng's slightly hazy vision, the girl had a face like a goddess from heaven. Her eyebrows were as dark as green mountains, her hair was black and her waist was slender. Her Taoist heart was gradually becoming dusty. With trembling hands, he took the girl into his arms.

"Yue'er.....please."

"Okay." The girl raised her eyes and smiled brighter than the stars, and laid the immortal down beside the zither.

His intoxicated eyes were misty, like a pool of spring water, with rippling green waves and sparkling moonlight.

The pear blossom-like clothes spread out like snow, layered with the bright colors of the thousand dragons and magpies' clothes.

The pure and golden immortal power isolated the illusion from the world and secretly hid the girl.

There is Fusu on Yushan Mountain, with icy skin and jade-like bones like lotus flowers blooming. The jade trees and white branches are winding and leaning against each other. Their affection grows and their spring thoughts surge. They use the earth as their bed and the sky as their quilt.

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.