Lian looked at the little disciple lightly and finally nodded in agreement.
He agreed not to stay for the sake of his young disciple, because he had other plans.
As night approaches, Lian takes her little disciple to the East Palace, which is the most symbolic of identity in the Dragon Palace.
I don’t know if I am not used to unfamiliar environments, Qingyin can’t sleep even if she lies on the soft couch.
After tossing and turning, she simply sat up, made up a piece of clothes, and left the house.
She lives in the backyard of this palace, with a pond.
The pond is full of pink lotus flowers, lotus leaves, jasper green onions, which is very attractive.
It is very strange to be able to see such a scenery in the Dragon Palace.
Especially, the Dragon Palace is built on the bottom of the sea, but it is not as much as imagined as it is.
The summer nights and the Dragon Palace nights are not as hot as imagined.
Qingyin sat on the railing of the pond, her feet drooping and shaking slightly.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming towards her, looked up, and saw the beauty master who was walking with long sleeves hanging down and growing lotus step by step.
"Master!" Qingyin jumped off the railing in surprise.
I don’t know if I was too impatient, but I didn’t pay attention for a moment. I sprained my ankle and fell off the railing more than one meter high.
"ah……"
Lian was shocked and cast a magic trick with his fingertips. A golden light shot out and landed under Qingyin's body, steadily catching her.
After the golden light caught the light voice, he glanced at the direction of the lotus.
With his hand, Lian grabbed Qingyin.
Qingyin pursed her lips and looked up at the master's beautiful face with satisfaction, "I knew that with the master here, my disciple would not be hurt!"
"Naughty!" Lian Ren couldn't help but flick her forehead with her hand.
"Oh, it hurts so much!" Qingyin covered her forehead and pouted her mouth, causing great pain.
"I am punishing you for your teacher. I will see if you will still have a memory in the future and will be so reckless!" Lian said with a smile.
Qingyin raised her chin and hooked her hands on Lian's neck, "Master, don't you feel sorry for punishing your disciple like this?"
Lian just smiled faintly and did not answer immediately.
He walked to the stone bench next to him, carefully placed her down, and then sat on another stone bench.
Then he heard him smile and said, "It's you who fell, why do you feel sorry for your teacher?"
When Qingyin heard this, she was a little reluctant, "Master, have you never heard a word?"
"What do you mean?" Lian tidied up her clothes and didn't look at the dissatisfaction on her little disciple's face.
"The injury is in the disciple's body, the pain is in the master's heart." Qingyin shook her head and said that sentence.
Lian paused her movements, looked up at her little disciple, and couldn't help but smile, "Why did the master hear another version?"
"Oh? Which version is the master talking about?" Qingyin supported her little head and stared at Master's beautiful face.
I have been used to seeing the Master's face, and now any beautiful man is in her eyes.
"The injury is in your body, the pain is in my heart." Lian said lightly, with a different luster in her eyes.
At that moment, Qingyin stared at the master's face. When she heard his thin lips spit out, she felt a little strange in her heart.
She didn't know what that feeling was.
However, this feeling made her feel very full and comfortable.
"Master, can you agree to your disciple?" Qingyin said seriously.
The head of the lotus jaw, without making any sound.
Qingyin hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, can you agree to your disciple and smile more in the future?"