My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

She exclaimed again and again, both shy and a little excited.

Ling Xiaodong could only stand there in embarrassment, as if he was a statue, and let her observe carefully.

Even he can't stand it now, Xiaoyan's curiosity and courage have really exceeded his expectations, she can always do things that ordinary people dare not do while being shy.

I don’t know whether it’s better to say she’s bold or timid.

But the facts proved that Ling Xiaodong still underestimated Xiaoyan.

The more she looked at it, the more bold and bold she became. She felt that standing up to watch it was not enough, so she squatted down and brought her face closer. The tip of her nose was only a few inches away from it, and she began to look at it with great curiosity.

"Eh... Xiaoyan, are you watching?"

Ling Xiaodong blushed when she stared at him, but Xiao Yan was especially dissatisfied.

She lifted up that pure and lovely face, and her moist peach eyes were full of fiery color.

"Can I touch this too?"

"what?"

Ling Xiaodong was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Can't you?"

"No, no...as you wish..."

The girl's delicate little hands were slightly cold, and the soft flesh in her palms was even more delicate and soft. She even secreted a thin layer of sweat in her palms because of her nervousness.

"Sigh~"

Ling Xiaodong took a breath of cold air.

"Did I hurt you?"

The girl's worried and somewhat innocent voice sounded in the room, making Ling Xiaodong suddenly feel a strong sense of guilt.

"No......"

Only then did Xiao Yan feel relieved, and she turned her gaze back again.

"It's so hot!"

"That's it......"

"It seems like it's still dancing!"

"normal......"

The girl expressed her opinion excitedly, Ling Xiaodong could only respond to her with a wry smile.

"Then... if I do this... this... Brother Xiaodong, how do you feel?"

"Hiss~ don't move!"

"What are you doing!"

Ye Yiyun got into the bedding on the bed after undressing the two of them on her back. She covered herself shyly, but she hadn't seen Ling Xiaodong go to bed with her for a long time, so she peeped out her eyes from under the quilt in doubt.

In the end, she saw her good apprentice squatting in front of Ling Xiaodong, playing with Ruyi curiously.

As for why it is Ruyi, because Ling Xiaodong once said jokingly to himself: "Ruyi Ruyi manifests as soon as I want."

Sure enough, wishful thinking can become bigger or smaller.

Chapter 169 Reconciliation

Ye Yiyun saw that Xiaoyan could not stand still and was about to fall to the hard ground, so she hurriedly stepped forward to support her arm.

"It's the master's fault, it's all my fault, Xiao Yan is sorry..."

Xiao Yan didn't speak, she just stood there quietly crying, her eyes were red and her mouth was holding it together.

Although she has been greatly wronged by the sky, she just doesn't say anything, and just feels sad in her heart.

Knowing the character of her apprentice, Ye Yiyun felt even more distressed.

While crying, she told about her faults, even if she was scolded or beaten by her disciples at this time, it would relieve her a little bit of guilt.

But Xiaoyan didn't say a word.

She looked at the master in front of her silently, shedding tears without even making a sound. She was just a porcelain doll that had lost its soul and could do nothing but shed tears.

Ye Yiyun embraced the fragile Xiaoyan in her arms.

"I'm sorry, wuwu~ Master, I'm sorry for you... I'm not worthy of being your master..."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Yan said with tears:

"Master, don't say that..."

She struggled twice, broke free from Ye Yiyun's arms, grabbed her master's shoulders with her backhand, and choked with sobs:

"Since...since the master and brother Xiaodong are in love..."

"Then I wish you happiness..."

As she spoke, she lifted her sleeves and wiped her tears vigorously, and tried to show a far-fetched smile towards the crying master.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine no matter what."

It would be fine if Xiao Yan didn't speak, but Ye Yiyun's heart would be broken when she spoke.

"You silly girl, you...how can you do this! The one who should go is me!"

"Xiao Yan, don't worry, Master won't bother you, I... I'll leave now... I won't come back again!"

After that, she turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Xiao Yan.

She wailed:

"Brother Xiaodong doesn't want me anymore. Master, you can't and don't want me either!"

"When did I say I don't want you anymore?"

Ling Xiaodong just started watching their master and apprentice crying, but he couldn't get in for a while, and it took him a long time to feel something was wrong.

The scene in front of me is either you leave or I leave. It is almost like the most clichéd drama in a theater troupe.

According to his own understanding of Xiao Yan, even if he knew that he had a relationship with Aunt Yun, he would not express such grief. He kept hearing Xiao Yan saying that he didn't want her anymore, and Ling Xiaodong finally realized it.

This girl doesn't think that she has nothing to do with Aunt Yun after she becomes a Taoist couple, right?

He suddenly remembered what she said to him when he kissed Xiao Yan for the first time in the room.

No matter how many confidantes I have in the future, I just ask myself to leave a place for her in my heart, and don't forget her.

At that time, I was deeply moved by this girl, but now that I think about it, it is probably because of this reason.

Xiaoyan was crying like a tearful person just now, but after hearing what Ling Xiaodong said, she froze in place again.

She blinked, the tears on her eyelashes fluttering in the light, and asked with a still choked voice:

"You don't want me anymore?"

"When did I say I don't want you anymore?"

Ling Xiaodong asked again.

"But...but you and my master..."

"Your master also agrees with the matter between us."

Xiao Yan looked at Ye Yiyun in confusion, seeking answers from her.

Now Ye Yiyun doesn't care about the matter of master and apprentice serving one husband together, now she will satisfy whatever request Xiaoyan puts forward.

She nodded repeatedly and responded:

"Yes, yes! As long as you like Xiaoyan, it's okay for the master to leave..."

"I don't want you to go~"

Xiaoyan grabbed Ye Yiyun's sleeve coquettishly, she looked at Ling Xiaodong again, and said shyly:

"It would be great if... if everyone could be together..."

Ye Yiyun froze on the spot for a long time, before she asked tentatively:

"Xiaoyan...don't you blame the master for having such a relationship with Xiaodong?"

Xiao Yan wiped away the tears from her face, except that the eye sockets were still a little red, and there was no trace of crying at all.

She blinked her eyes, tilted her head and said in puzzlement:

"Weird? Why should I be blamed? As long as you don't want me anymore, I can do anything."

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Ye Yiyun again.

"It's too late for me to be happy that I can be with Brother Xiaodong and Master forever! How can I blame you?"

Ye Yiyun looked at Xiaoyan dumbfounded, then turned to look at Ling Xiaodong.

I found that what he said to me earlier was not wrong at all. I really don't know much about this girl who has been raised since childhood!

"However, how... how did the relationship between Master and brother Xiaodong get along?"

"That's a long story."

Ling Xiaodong looked around. Although there were not many people passing by this place, this was a street after all.

"Let's go back to the inn first, and I'll tell you everything later."

Xiao Yan nodded obediently, and buried her head in Ye Yiyun's warm embrace again.

As for Li Pengjiao, who had been watching the play just now, seeing the end of the matter, she also knew that she had been of no help twice in a row, so she slipped away in a guilty conscience.

Inside the inn.

Ling Xiaodong slowly closed the door.

When he looked back, he found that Ye Yiyun and Xiao Yan had already sat down facing each other, only him.

He walked to the Eight Immortals table, thought about it, and finally decided to sit next to Aunt Yun.

Ling Xiaodong straightened out his thoughts a little, and slowly opened his mouth to talk about the last time he went down the mountain with Aunt Yun to Pengcheng to eliminate demons, and continued to talk about what happened just now.

Because the effect of the truth-vomiting spirit water hadn't passed, he didn't hide anything. It can be said that he knew everything and said everything.

Thanks to his ability to never forget, as long as it is related to himself and Aunt Yun, no matter where it is, how many times he has done it, and what kind of posture, he will say it clearly without missing anything.

It sounded like Ye Yiyun just wanted to get under the table.

Even Xiao Yan blushed with embarrassment at the bold actions of her master, as if it was the first day she met her master.

Ling Xiaodong thought that he would have to talk for a long time, but in fact, he just talked about everything in a short time.

Because it was only a few short months from going to Pengcheng to eliminate demons.

That night in the inn can only be regarded as an introduction.

The most important thing in their relationship is the accumulation of so many years, these things have been integrated into the invisible daily life, and it is difficult to express in ordinary language.

Xiao Yan nodded frequently, until Ling Xiaodong finished everything, the room fell into silence again.

Ye Yiyun looked at Xiao Yan across the table nervously. At this time, she was lowering her head and couldn't see Xiao Yan's expression at all.

Ling Xiaodong stretched out the hand that was placed under the table.

She quietly grabbed Aunt Yun's jade hand on her lap and squeezed it gently, making her uneasy heart relax a little.

Chapter 175

Yue Yingying was sleeping deeply and soundly in the room, thanks to the excellent sound insulation in Tianzihao's room, she didn't hear the creaking and shaking of the wooden bed in the next room and the occasional snoring from the senior sister.

She tucked the quilt in her sleep, turned her body over, with a faint smile on her lips, and she didn't know what good things she had dreamed of.

The night passed quietly.

The next morning.

Yue Yingying slowly opened her sleepy eyes. The sunlight outside the window hit the room through the translucent oil paper window. Following the light path, the dust floating in the air was clearly visible.