"Senior, I wonder if you have sworn not to accept any more disciples, but is it related to Qin Hua or Lao Yang?"
"Don't tell me about them." Dugu Qiong suddenly stood up and left.
Feng Yu pursed her lips and looked at Dugu Qiong's leaving figure.
After a long time, Feng Yu cleared away the dishes on the table and returned to the bamboo house in the green bamboo forest alone.
The bamboo house was empty inside and outside, and there was no sound at all. Feng Yu couldn't sleep, so she lit a candle and turned around in a circle, then practiced her sword in the open space outside the bamboo house.
When they were in the valley, Xueyi and Xuefang not only taught Fengyu Qinggong, they also taught Fengyu some martial arts.
The beautiful sound of the piano sounded unconsciously and spread in the forest.
When Feng Yu finally realized it, she suddenly looked back and saw Xin Moge, dressed in white, sitting there silently, with a guqin on his lap and his hand caressing it.
Feng Yu was happy at first because she didn't expect Xin Moge to be back, but then she was annoyed. He left as soon as he wanted, as if he didn't take her into his heart at all.
"Come here!" Sensing Feng Yu's breath, Xin Moge said with a smile and put the guqin on his lap aside.
Feng Yu didn't move, turning her head away from Xin Moge, sulking alone.
Xin Moge stood up and walked over. He put one hand on the green bamboo behind Feng Yu and put his other hand around Feng Yu's waist naturally, trapping Feng Yu between himself and the bamboo. He smiled and said: "
If I don't leave, how can I give you a chance to be alone with Dugu Qiong? Don't you really want to be his teacher? My husband is so considerate of you, but in the end it doesn't end well, alas..." At the end,
Simogo sighed.
"Really?" Feng Yu replied dully. He left her alone here for more than half a month without a trace, in order to give her a chance to get along with Dugu Qiong? However, Dugu Qiong has made it very clear today.
He told her that he would not accept any more apprentices.
"Don't believe it?" Xin Moge raised his eyebrows.
Feng Yu was silent.
"If my husband asks him to accept you as his disciple, how will you thank me?" Xin Moge asked again.
"Can you make him agree?" Feng Yu really didn't believe it at this moment, and then said: "If you can make him agree, no matter what you want me to do, no matter what you want me to do, I will agree.
You." After a slight pause, Feng Yu added four words, "I will never regret it."
"Keep your word?" Xin Moge confirmed.
“It definitely counts!”
"Then just wait." Since Feng Yu really wanted to study medicine, Xin Moge naturally found a way to satisfy Feng Yu's little wish.
Feng Yu first wanted to study medicine because she wanted to have skills to defend herself in this strange world. Now, her original idea has not changed. She doesn’t like the feeling of being controlled by others, which makes her feel like she is
It was very useless, and she was really interested in medical skills, so she couldn't help but ask: "What can you do?"
"Ask me and I'll tell you." Xin Moge pretended. He hadn't seen her for more than half a month, and I have to say that he really missed her.
"Forget it if you don't tell me." Feng Yu pushed Xin Moge away and walked away.
Xin Moge reached out and pulled Fengyu back, pressed Fengyu against the green bamboo again, and said calmly: "I left to give you a chance to be alone with Duguqiong. It can be seen that he has a good impression of you. Over the years
, although he has been living alone here in seclusion, he has never given up the research on medicine and poison. As for the research results of these medical skills and poison techniques, he naturally wants to have a real heir to pass them on. This heir will not be Qin
Hua will not be Lai Yang. He did swear not to accept any more disciples, but, as I said, everyone has a weakness. As long as you master this weakness and add the hard work he has done before, he will treat you.
The impression is already good, so it’s not difficult to get him to agree half-heartedly.”
