If he were here, he might know how to view this ancient book...
There was an inaudible sigh, and there was a deep melancholy in the voice. It seemed like a melancholy that could not be resolved, and sighing would not help.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid of your sister? Why don't you come to me to help you with advice?" A joking voice appeared near the window.
Murong Feixue looked for the voice and saw her mentor Dongfang Jin Ye at a glance.
He soared in the air and stood in front of his window. He spoke with an elegant and gentle smile. His clothes and hair were flowing and elegant. Looking at it at this glance, compared with the Dongfang Yuan he saw today, he seemed to be even more...
A bit more elegant. But at heart he is the same as Dongfang Yuan, with the same cynical and bohemian temperament.
"Grand Master, you appear at the female disciple's window silently like this. Isn't it hard for others to see you?" Murong Feixue calmly put down the hand that was touching Han Jing Yuexin Ling. The expression on her face
It still looks so natural.
"How can you say that? Your competition is about to begin! You will soon have a big competition with your eldest sister to enter the Zhouguang Palace. Now the whole hospital is paying attention to you. As your mentor, I will not show up.
I don’t care, people will say that I am not a teacher in vain..."
Dongfang Jin Ye still didn't blush, and made excuses for himself without a beating heart. He still stood openly at Murong Feixue's window, with no intention of leaving.
"Hehehe..." Murong Feixue laughed dryly, walked to the window, closed it, and said decisively: "I don't have anything I need help from the instructor, please ask the instructor to go back."
"boom!"
As soon as Murong Feixue finished speaking, the doors and windows were closed heavily with a heavy sound. Now Dongfang Jin Ye was really embarrassed to open the window and come in. But he still seemed to be unwilling to do so, Dongfang Jin Ye
Knocked continuously in the direction of the window.
Dongfang Jinye said in a flattering tone, as if discussing: "You really don't want me to tell you your eldest sister's secret to becoming famous? Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle..."
"No need." Murong Feixue decisively refused. Still not paying attention, she turned around.
After waiting for a while, the window became quiet. Murong Feixue breathed a sigh of relief and was about to open the door and go to the back mountain to look for where the man in black had appeared and whether there were any clues left. Then he walked to the door and opened the door in front of him.
.
A handsome man in white clothes with a playful smile appeared at the door. He had long eyebrows. His eyes were as gentle as water, and the eyes he looked at himself had a feeling of tenderness. He had a standard pair of peach blossom eyes. It seemed that he had been carefully polished.
Dressed up, he looks much smarter and more handsome than when he was in the Zijin Dragon King Palace. But he is still as thin as ever.
"Dongfang Yuan? What are you doing standing silently at my door? Do you two brothers have a hobby of hiding in front of and behind women's houses and peeping?" Murong Feixue's face darkened, and she teased in a bad tone.
Fortunately, she could feel a familiar breath, otherwise if she had found someone when she opened the door, her consciousness would have beaten him to the ground!
Dongfang Yuan had a smile on his lips, without looking angry at all, and said to Murong Feixue: "Didn't you realize that he and I are different and don't collude with each other? I won't stand at the window like him.
Just go to the door! How about it? Long time no see, do you miss anything?"
