Say it's a big treason to the master

Gong Wutong also sensed Ming Xiuyi's thoughts, raised his brows, and said with a half-smile: "Ming Xiuyi, you have gained so much courage after strolling around Hualou, you are really promising."

Ming Xiuyi probably didn't understand Gong Wutong's sarcasm, and was still clapping his legs curiously, waiting for the master to step on his knees and show his long legs.

Looking at Ming Xiuyi's handsome face, Gong Wutong lost his anger for some reason. He laughed and scolded a fool, and put his feet off the cracked table.

Ming Xiuyi was still staring at Gong Wutong's legs, his eyes were bent when he saw this, and he was waiting for the master to step on his knee, but he saw a purple shadow pressing towards him.

Sui Xiangfeng took a sharp breath, grabbed the ground with his head, not daring to look up.

Ming Xiuyi stared at Gong Wutong in bewilderment.

Gong Wutong didn't step on his little apprentice's knee, but got up from the chair, sat lazily on Ming Xiuyi's lap, and held his neck in a comfortable position.

Ming Xiuyi was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether this development met his expectations, he froze in place, staring straight at Gong Wutong's face.

Gong Wutong crossed Erlang's legs, kicked off the shoes, and smiled lazily: "Prudence, keep it up, Master likes it very much."

Ming Xiuyi didn't quite understand the rest, so he vaguely heard a "like", and joyfully grabbed Gong Wutong's knee, picked him up horizontally, and entered the room.

Sui Xiangfeng watched silently from the side, wishing he could rush forward and stop the delirious Ming Xiuyi, lest he do something that he would regret for the rest of his life.

But as soon as he raised his head, Gong Wutong grabbed Ming Xiuyi's shoulder and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Sui Xiangfeng leaned down again, cowardly.

When Gong Wutong was sitting on the disciple's lap, the bright lantern turned into a palace lantern floating beside him, probably because he didn't want to face the unrestrained behavior of the little saint, and just pretended not to see it.

Sui Xiangfeng knelt alone for a while, carefully got up and listened by the window, until he confirmed that Ming Xiuyi had not done anything treacherous to Gong Wutong, and then walked out on tiptoe.

It's just that as soon as he came out of the yard, he saw Shuangxiake squatting on the top of the wall at some point, using the pear branch to cover his body, and writing quickly with his eyes shining.

Sui Xiangfeng: "..."

Sui Xiangfeng also flew to the top of the wall and sat down. Shuang Xiake welcomed him very much. He didn't feel guilty at all about peeking at his master and junior doing "dirty things", and he generously gave up his seat .

Sui Xiangfeng curiously looked down from the perspective of Shuang Xia's guest, and as expected, he saw Ming Xiuyi and Gong Wutong in the inner room.

He was startled, and immediately wanted to cover his eyes, so as not to be killed by the master.

But Shuangxiake said: "Tsk, why are you covering your eyes, they didn't do anything shameful."

Sui Xiangfeng tentatively opened his fingers and looked down.

As expected, Gong Wutong and Ming Xiuyi were not doing anything shady, they even took a few books from the bookshelf and spread them out on the small case.

Ming Xiuyi didn't know what to say, he tapped his finger on the book, Gong Wutong, who was smiling all over his face just now, was pale, wishing to kick him out.

Sui Xiangfeng: "..."

Sui Xiangfeng understands, even if his family is drunk, he will never forget to ask his master for advice.

Sui Xiangfeng, who was heartbroken, finally heaved a sigh of relief, but before he let go, he remembered the conclusion he had reached in Hualou.

Mingzhi... seems to be really not interested in women, or he is only interested in Master.

——For the first time ever, he set his sights on a woman, just because the woman was playing the piece composed by Master Zun.

Sui Xiangfeng's face turned green as he thought about it, thinking that it is likely that he really has a fond memory for Master.

As the second senior brother, Sui Xiangfeng felt that he should strangle Mingzhi's rebellious signs to death, so as to save his master from suffering;

But as a disciple, every time he sees Master expecting the disciple to be "rebellious" to him, he can't bear to destroy it.

Sui Xiangfeng was so worried that his hair was going bald, but he soon realized another problem.

The reason why the master loves Ming Xiuyi so much and expects him to do some promiscuous things to him is only because the Concubine Selection Day is causing trouble.

If the concubine election day is over, Gong Wutong's illusory love caused by the influence of the devil bone disappears, and everything will become completely different.

Gong Wutong can retreat completely, clapping his hands as if nothing happened, but Ming Xiuyi's single-minded temperament may not be able to withdraw.

If Ming Xiuyi fell into it but didn't get a response, and he couldn't do the kind of robbery, plunder, scheming and scheming things in the script, he would probably stop there and live a sad life.

Sui Xiangfeng's head was already aching, and he even imagined how dejected he would be, how he would cry quietly and not bother his master.

"It's too miserable, too miserable." Sui Xiangfeng couldn't help murmuring.

It's too bad.

Shuangxiake just wrote down his inspiration, and looked at Sui Xiangfeng curiously: "What is so miserable? Little Saint? He is indeed miserable. If it is written in the scriptures, the apprentice carried the master into the inner room, and now it has begun It was turned upside down by the red waves."

But Gong Wutong could only explain the heart method to the apprentice with a green face.

Sui Xiangfeng: "..."

In the inner room, Gong Wutong sat barefoot on the futon, propped his chin and looked at Ming Xiuyi who was reading with downcast eyes, he was out of breath for some reason, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Ming Xiuyi stared in a daze but still insisted on reading the words. Hearing the laughter, he felt as if a spring breeze swept across his heart, and turned his head to look at Gong Wutong.

Gong Wutong smiled lazily: "Can you still read the words clearly?"

Ming Xiuyi hesitated for a while, and it took him a long time to understand the meaning of this sentence. He nodded slightly, but quickly shook his head again.

Gong Wutong didn't understand what he meant, but seeing his rare stupid look, he smiled so much that he lay on the table and looked at him sideways: "Ming Zhi, Ming Zhi, why are you so attractive?"

Ming Xiuyi couldn't even recognize a word, but when he heard the word "like", he reacted faster than usual, looked at Gong Wutong with dim eyes, and repeated: "I like it."

Seeing that he could only hear these two words, Gong Wutong became interested, raised his hand and held Ming Xiuyi's beautiful face with two fingers, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Tell me, I like it—Master."

As if he was fooling a fool, Ming Xiuyi tilted his head and looked at the face close at hand for a long time, then suddenly leaned forward, and lightly touched the corner of Gong Wutong's lips with his cold lips.

Gong Wutong froze all over and looked at him in astonishment.

Ming Xiuyi's face was calm, as if he wasn't the one who did such a thing of being fair and frivolous to his master, he was still learning Gong Wutong's words word by word.

"I like Master."

At the same time, there was a sound of two heavy objects hitting the ground outside, but Gong Wutong had no time to pay attention to other things. His hand holding two fingers suddenly lost its support and fell down on the table. superior.

Ming Xiuyi has continued to hang his head, reading the book seriously.

Gong Wutong's body froze for a long time before slowly relaxing. He touched the corner of his lips that seemed to still have the icy breath that belonged to Ming Xiuyi, looked at Ming Xiuyi with a strange expression for a long time, picked up the jade tablet in his arms, Send a message to Huabuzhu.

Soon, Huabuzhu wrote back: "Hualou's wine? Yes, that wine is just for fun. Although you can't use spiritual power to dissipate the alcohol, it can't get you drunk."

Gong Wutong slowly scratched a few words on the jade tablet: "Send some altars to Hongchen Garden."

Hua Buzhu: "Hong Chen Yuan? Senior brother, you're not really drunk, are you?"

Gong Wutong ignored him, threw the jade tablet away, and continued to look at Ming Xiuyi, who was serious about reading the heavenly book.

In the yard, Sui Xiangfeng and Shuangxiake both fell off the wall and fell into the flower garden below. When they struggled to get up, they stuck a few random flowers on their heads.

Sui Xiangfeng was still in shock, and tremblingly said: "After the Concubine Selection Day is over, will Master kill me and silence him?"

Shuangxiake was lying on the ground, and he was still persevering in remembering his inspiration after falling into such a virtuous place. Hearing this, he said without raising his head: "No, the little saint is not that kind of person."

Sui Xiangfeng was in extreme pain: "But he knows..."

"Succubus generally have no sense of morality." Shuangxiake said casually, "Even if he walks around naked, he doesn't feel the slightest bit of shame. When he wakes up, he won't...well, please ask, How do you write the shady bird of prey? When I get excited, I forget the words."

Sui Xiangfeng: "..."

Sui Xiangfeng said angrily, "What exactly are you doing here at Jiufangzong?!"

Shuangxiake quickly remembered how to write "prey", and got up after writing quickly, with an innocent face, he said: "The little sage invited me to be a guest."

Sui Xiangfeng said quietly: "Why do I feel that you came to see my master's good show?"

Shuangxiake patted the dirt on his body and stood up with a smile, and he didn't deny it—if it wasn't for the ridiculous flower on his head, people would mistake him for some mountain-top immortal.

Ming Xiuyi didn't fully wake up from the wine until the evening. He only drank less than three cups, but he had a splitting headache like an ordinary person who drank three jars. He covered his head for a long time before struggling to open his eyes.

He looked around in a daze, and it took him a while to realize that this place was actually the master's bed.

Ming Xiuyi was startled and almost fell off the bed.

He went to Hualou and drank a few glasses of wine, and he had no memory of what happened next. He didn't know how he came back, and how he slept on the master's couch, and...

Ming Xiuyi tried his best to look at the clothes on his body with a sullen expression, and found that his clothes had been changed at some point.

Ming Xiuyi was immediately stunned.

It was already dusk outside, and the sound of Gong Wutong humming and water falling on the branches and leaves came from the yard. It should be Gong Wutong watering his small yard.

Ming Xiuyi gasped silently, rolled off the bed with weak legs, and lightly cleaned the mattress on the master's bed so that there was not even a single wrinkle.

—It seems that as long as there are no marks on the mattress, he has never been lying on this bed.

Ming Xiuyi went out of the yard pretending to be calm while collapsing, thinking about how he came back to Jiufangzong, and how he rolled onto the master's bed.

And most importantly, did he roll on the bed by himself, or with someone else.

It's just that the more he thinks about it, the more he collapses. Everything else can be explained, but the clothes on his body...

Who changed it?

Did he do anything before the change... worth changing his clothes? !