The sound was not loud, but the few people could hear it very clearly. They immediately pulled their horses and turned around and saw a man holding an umbrella under the pine tree. His light blue robe was simple and elegant, just like a banished immortal.
"Oriental kid, long time no see."
"Wu Yue, long time no see."
The young man was dressed in black, wearing a black cloak, with ink hair tied up and scattered behind him. He was slender and handsome, with a pair of black eyes showing indifference, thin lips tightly, without saying a smile, cold and arrogant as frost.
Wu Yue put away the oil umbrella and smiled at the other two: "Student Nangong, student Dongfang, long time no see."
Nangong Chen and Jing Ao were a little ashamed and smiled helplessly: "Master Wu Yue, long time no see."
The most surprised was the girl, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful and beautiful face, a pair of big black and white eyes, a pretty nose, a cherry mouth, and a pointed chin. She was a little beauty.
"Who is this little girl?" Wu Yue glanced at the girl.
"Minister Wu Yue, my name is Qiuyue." Qiuyue Luoluo was generous and saw that the young masters called him the mentor, so she called him the mentor.
"Qiuyue?" Wu Yue frowned, looked at Qiuyue for a moment, and pondered for a while.
"The name Qiuyue is not suitable for girls. Girls often smile in words, have beautiful eyebrows, are passionate, and have eyes full of autumn water. It is more suitable if they call Qiushui."
Qiuyue was stunned and couldn't answer. What does this mentor Wu Yue mean? Her name was named by Gongzi, so she naturally didn't want to change it.
Jing Ao frowned and glanced at Wu Yue. It was nonsense. Qiu Shui was passionate, with charming eyes and peach blossoms. However, Qiu Yue had a pretty face and clear black and white eyes. She was a person with a passionate and bitter love. There was nothing wrong with Qiu Yue's name.
"Have you ever thought about changing your name?" Wu Yue continued.
Qiuyue was stunned again. This teacher Wu Yue looked like a god. Could it be a fortune teller?
But she really didn't want to change her name, so she looked at her young master, but the young master didn't even look at her at all, and she couldn't make up her mind.
"Master Wu Yue, I think this one is pretty good. Besides, I'm used to it, so it's not easy to change for a while." Qiu Yue smiled awkwardly.
Wu Yue said nothing, then looked at Nangong Chen and Jing Ao.
"I was surprised by the two classmates after six years."
"Minister Wu Yue also surprised me." Jing Ao said calmly.
Haha, Wu Yue chuckled twice, then looked at Jing Hao, and sighed with a pretentious sigh.
"Oh, the stupid child in the past has now grown into a beautiful boy. I wonder what kind of charm Xiao Qiongying is now?"
Hearing this, the faces of the few people changed, especially Jing Hao, whose originally cold face was covered with a layer of frost.
"Is it the shadow of the cold moon?" Qiu Yue blurted out in surprise.
After saying that, she knew she had said the wrong thing, and immediately closed her mouth and looked at her young master carefully.
"So the little girl knows her too." Wu Yue glanced at Qiuyue with a deep look.
Qiuyue became even more embarrassed. Seeing that her father's face was not good, she didn't dare to say another word.
Six years ago, she was eleven years old and had just entered the prime minister's mansion. Soon, the prime minister's mansion changed drastically. At that time, she was in the maid's room and didn't know what had happened.
Afterwards, the Prime Minister and his wife passed away. The young master was heartbroken. She heard the third lady say that a man named Han Yue Qiongying killed the Prime Minister and his wife.
From then on, the name Han Yue Qiongying became a taboo for the young master. No one dared to mention it in the prime minister's house, and even the third lady who had always been unrestrained did not dare to mention it in front of the young master.