C24 Ingratiation

Wen Han reached out his hand, and his figure moved. He was already standing behind her, firmly supporting her and preventing her injured butt from being kissed on the jade tablet.

He gently pulled her along, and after helping her steady herself, he immediately released her and stood by the bed with a cold and expressionless face.

After Ling Tianqing steadied himself, he saw that the man with black hair had still shouted for a while, while trying to increase the distance between them.

He really looked like a ghost!

A white robe, black hair hanging loose, swaying back and forth, feet touching the ground, if not a ghost then what?

Wen Han found it funny as she walked around the table three times before stopping. With his looks, no one would call him a ghost when they saw him right?

The Fourth Marquis of Imperial City was a handsome man. They were all extremely rare, how could they have anything to do with ghosts?

"Don't come over, I ?" "I ?" Ling Tianqing was so anxious that he felt fear. He reached out to grab the purple jade teapot on the table and threw it at that cold and indifferent face that was as white as snow.

Wen Han didn't dodge. Instead, he stretched out his hand and steadily caught the teapot, as if he was very slow. He poured some tea on the teapot, but it didn't touch the edge of his clothes at all.

Seeing his move, Ling Tianqing was flabbergasted. This was much more powerful than what he saw on the television ?

"Master!" Her little head was spinning very quickly, and in that instant, Ling Tianqing thought about a lot of things.

Firstly, if he was a ghost, he would still die no matter what. He might even be able to beg him to send him back home ?

Secondly, if he was not a ghost, he would definitely be a rich and luxurious young master. After listening to the discussions of the palace maids who brought him here today, it seemed like the master she was serving was a marquis or something ?

Ling Xue had left. There was no one with authority here who could protect her, so no matter what, shouldn't they have to find a few 'trusted aides' or 'backers', right? Especially the rich and powerful!

Third, she had no relatives in this place, and seeing that there were experts everywhere, anyone could crush her. If she found someone to become her disciple, she would be invincible in this world, and no one would dare to bully her!

Even that old Emperor would have to circle around her when he saw her!

Fourth...

Fifth...

Ling Tianqing's thoughts were advanced, he immediately thought of a myriad of reasons, with a 'putong' sound, he kneeled on the ground, and acknowledged his master with utmost sincerity.

She didn't care if the other person was willing or not, she opened her mouth and said, "Master, please accept this disciple's respect ?"

She wanted to bow down to him, but she couldn't. It was as if a acupoint had been pressed onto her, rendering her unable to move.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, you seemed to have said something just now. Can you say it again?" Wen Han used his Qi to stop her kneeling as he asked indifferently.

Su Xiaoxiao was indeed quite ill, to actually want to acknowledge him as a master ? However, those two lines that he had casually recited just now were something he had never heard, nor seen before. It was absolutely stunning. How could it come out from the mouth of a crazy little girl?

Was Su Xiaoxiao really crazy, or was he just an idiot?

"Master, which two sentences?" Ling Tianqing had been so scared that he had forgotten everything, and now, he was only thinking of how to get closer to her.

"Those words of the Spring Breeze Moon." Wen Han's voice was still as cold as snow.

"Master, you admit that I'm your disciple?" Ling Tianqing's intelligent eyes flashed as he asked with a smile.

Wen Han was slightly startled, she did not expect Su Xiaoxiao's mind to be so bright, she had just called her master and did not deny it.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao didn't look like an idiot.

Not only was he not a fool, he was also brilliant and brilliant.

Wen Han pursed his lips, placed the teapot on the table, and said indifferently: "Miss Xiaoxiao, if you and I were to call each other Master and disciple, wouldn't that affect our seniority?"

Or was he an idiot? He had actually forgotten that Su Qihuan and he were both his junior brothers and his senior apprentice-brothers Master Kong Ming.

When Ling Tianqing heard his words, he remembered that Ling Xue had told her that the Marquis of the Royal Family and the son of the Minister, that they were all close relatives in the days of the former king, and that they were all studying in the disciple institution. They had grown up together, ordinary brothers and sisters, to prevent them from being estranged in the future.

Ling Xue and Hua Jieyu, as well as Zi Yuan Qingyu and Master Yuan Qingfeng, were all famous and famous grandmasters at that time.

Ling Tianqing's eyes lit up. How could she have forgotten that this was Wen Hou's manor? This person should be Wen Han, right?

The cold expression on his face, and the fact that he did not know how to smile, made him look like someone who had been exposed to the snow. If it wasn't Wen Han, then who else could it be?

Ling Tianqing patted his head in annoyance. If he was Wen Han, the people here would not accept her as their disciple.

However, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted, "Big brother!"

This change was too fast, and even a trace of complex emotions flashed across Wen Han's unperturbed face.

"For the sake of my brother and your fellow apprentices ?"

Seeing that he would not take her as his disciple, Ling Tianqing immediately stood up and pulled on his wide and troublesome sleeves with a smile: "Brother Wen, let me go."

Wen Han's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, have you ever thought about what the His Majesty would do if you leave?"

As expected, he was still stupid. It was unknown whether Wen Han was relieved or disappointed in his heart, but he said, "You absolutely must not say such words again in the future. If they reach the ears of the His Majesty, both of us will be punished."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve and left, bringing with him a gust of cold wind.

"Miss Xiaoxiao should rest early. Be cautious and don't say anything strange." Walking to the door, the snow-white figure paused for a moment before issuing another instruction.

As Ling Tianqing watched the white figure disappear, he couldn't help but clench his fists in depression. Why was everyone in this world so afraid of that demon?

If this went on, who would help her escape?

It looked like she couldn't be too impatient. She had to make a huge escape plan on her own, if it really wasn't possible, she could only wait for Ling Xue to return ?

Ling Xue, you have to come back alive!

On this night, Wen Han did not appear again, it was just that the guqin outside was floating leisurely in the cold air, as if the person playing the guqin was speaking of his lack of ambition, and also seemed to be speaking of his loneliness towards the moon.

Lonely... It was truly lonely ?

Ling Tianqing didn't even have the chance to worry about his virginity. That person seemed to be a banned sex maniac, and from his face, one could tell that he wasn't even close to becoming a woman.

Thus, she slept peacefully.

On the morning of the second day, as he was sleeping soundly, Ling Tianqing was dragged up by the palace maids and helped to tidy up her appearance before sending her to the palanquin to return to the palace.

In the midst of the night s playing of the zither, Ling Tianqing slept very well. It was because he dreamt of his parents, his grandparents, his teachers, and his classmates ?

Standing in the courtyard of the Late Evening Palace, Ling Tianqing worriedly pulled at her complicated clothes. She was imprisoned here, sent out at night, and locked up during the day.

"If I'm not free, I'd rather die!" Although the wound on his butt was still painful, it did not stop Ling Tianqing from jumping around again.

She waved her sleeves and talked to the tree with the green flowers for a long time.

This caused the four people from the Late Evening Palace to think that she had started to get into trouble again, so they didn't dare to get too close to her.

I heard that the young daughter of the General's Estate, when her head isn't clear, she will use a kitchen knife to chase after and kill people.

Ling Tianqing completely treated the tree as a hollow in the tree, muttering some unintelligible words, before sighing and shaking the golden step on her head, pulling out all of the Jade Jadeite Needles. These genuine gold and jade pieces were pressing down on her neck until it felt sore.

She faced this tree, also known as' Tianqing ', and harbored complicated feelings of' hate to see you too late ',' being both the downfall of the world 'and' redeemer '. She used it as a hole in the tree to vent her feelings.

"Ai, if you are truly intelligent, then give me a hint. Even if you are a monster, I will still treat you as a god and give you a temple when you return home ?" "My family has a lot of money. My scholarships all buy incense for you ?"

Ling Tianqing chattered for a long time before he finally said that he was tired. Holding onto the exquisite golden jade hairpin, he slowly turned around and walked inside the house.

The servant attendant s all looked carefully at her depressed expression, afraid that she would suddenly go crazy and use her golden foot to stab people.

"I don't like it here... "So dark, so desolate, so lonely, so lonely ?" Standing on the shiny jade board, Ling Tianqing muttered to himself as he looked around the large and spacious room.

"Mistress, please take a break." Mei Xin quickly took the sharp hairpin from her hand and placed it in the marriage box, and said.

"Rest for what?!" Life lies in exercise! " Ling Tianqing exhaled, looking at the old yellow curtain, he suddenly started to remove the complex outer robe s, "Come, let us transform this place for a bit! "It's obvious that the feng shui is not good. It's too unscientific to be exposed to light. Why is it that such a tall building with its north and south borders is gloomy and gloomy every day?"

If the Feng Shui is not good, it will affect her fate!

This was what Master Feng Shui, Zhang Yangming, had told her.

One, two, three, three. Books, six, seven, eight. Nine, nobles, ten recuperate!

Before she had transmigrated, she had thought that she had filled ten of them.

She was known for her young age and her future was limitless. Ever since she was young, she had always been a person with morals, ideas, and love to read books.

Although she was an atheist and didn't believe in ghosts and gods, she respected ghosts and gods. The friends around her were all geniuses, and they were also definitely first-rate nobles. Furthermore, she had been living a good life ever since she was young ?

But after he transmigrated, Ling Tianqing's name was taken away and he no longer had any friends by his side. The only thing he could change was Feng Shui ?

She didn't care about it anymore. Since she had come, she might as well stay here and have a good time!

Inside Imperial study, standing beside a table, was a young man who was flipping through a book. He was tall and handsome with a slight smile on his face, making people feel like he was bathed in spring breeze, but their hearts were unknowingly chilled. Because under that smile, there was an indescribable deterrence.

"Oh, you mean to say, that girl has been tormenting Late Evening Palace this morning?" It was a light and gentle voice, rich and magnetic, quite pleasing to the ear.

"Yes." Hong Ying reported everything that she did at every hour after she returned to the palace in detail.

At a quarter to ten, she ate a cage of crystal shrimp dumplings and three taels of beef, with the rest of the dishes untouched.

At a few minutes past midnight, the imperial physician came to inspect the situation. After taking some medicine, he strolled through the palace walls and talked to a tree for an hour.

Then, she took off her outer robe, put on her clothes, and revealed her arms and legs. She didn't look like a noble lady at all.