She looked into the depths of those icy eyes, trying to figure out the reason, but unfortunately she found nothing.
Alone with this man?
A lonely man and a widow, traveling together, far away from Dongchen?
Although she desperately wanted to get Cang Yu's Eyes, this would be a bit...
Whenever he thinks of Xuanyuan Yu, Ling Luo feels apprehensive.
"You think about it first, I'll wait for your reply."
Luo Ge was not in a hurry and looked at Ling Luo quite leisurely, with a thin smile on his lips and the morning light in his ice blue eyes.
Seeing that she was stunned and silent, he did not force her, but turned around and left.
A touch of snow gradually disappeared into the dusk of winter morning.
Ling Luo's expression was a little dazed, and his mind was as empty as a wheat field that had just been harvested.
She knew that if she agreed to Luo Ge, it would not just be as simple as getting the Eye of Cangyu.
Throughout the whole day today, from the classroom, to the library tower, and finally in Yanguang Valley, her spirit was a little hazy.
"Luo'er?"
Yanbao stretched out his hand and gently patted his beloved disciple on the shoulder, "You are distracted again."
"Ah?" Ling Luo's body was shaken, and he turned around and looked at Yan Biao apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master."
Yan Bao was very gentle and did not mean to blame. His voice was like a kind old father: "If you are tired, go back and rest early. If you are not focused, your practice will be inefficient."
Ling Luo lowered his head in shame and said, "Luo'er let Master down."
She is self-aware and has been distracted no less than ten times within two hours.
"Everyone has troubles, even my teacher is no exception." Yan Bao is a kind-hearted person, smiling peacefully.
Looking at Master like this, Ling Luo suddenly felt a desire to talk and said: "Master, if I really want to do something for the person I like, but he will probably be unhappy, do I still want to do it?"
Do it?”
Yan Bao was stunned for a moment, then relieved. With a slight smile on his face, he sat cross-legged next to Ling Luo and said, "Then it depends on whether what you want to do is beneficial to the person you like. There are benefits.
How old is it?"
Ling Luo's eyes drifted into the distance, towards the Magic Cloud Mountains, shrouded in dusk, like a hazy and unknown road ahead.
"If that matter is very important to him and concerns his future and destiny, then no matter how unhappy the other party is, you must do it." When Yan Bao said these words, his eyes were unusually clear and shining with an extraordinary color.
"The most regretless thing I have ever done as a teacher is to imprison myself in this Jiulan Academy and be willing to be an ordinary administrator of ancient books."
Ling Luo turned his head in surprise and looked at Yan Biao.
Although I had heard a lot of rumors about Master intermittently in the past, this was the first time I heard him take the initiative to talk about the past.
The explosive past can really be described in four words: "thrilling".
Yanbao's lover at that time was the biological mother of the current emperor, Empress Dowager Shotoku. The two were brothers and sisters of the same class at Jiulan Academy, and they had a secret love.
Yanbao was born in poverty, but he is a rare genius in the history of Xijiu Kingdom. He is extremely talented and brilliant.
For a while, no one could surpass him.
Unfortunately, Empress Dowager Shotoku's family background is too prominent, and she is the legitimate daughter of Nagato. According to an imperial decree, she still enters the palace as the queen.
"When I was a teacher, I was young and frivolous, and I was angry and turned into a beauty. I slashed across the imperial city with my long sword, but in the end..." Yan Bao laughed at himself, showing a slight vicissitude, "Now, this is the best."