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

Ye Yiyun pursed her mouth, her eyes were foggy, and said aggrievedly.

At this moment, she was weak and somewhat delirious.

"I do not have!"

"You do! Xiaodong used to be a good boy, but now he scolds me!"

Ye Yiyun's eyes were red, and her eyes were full of water, fearing that they would slip down in the blink of an eye.

"I didn't...no!"

Ling Xiaodong realized, why is Aunt Yun acting like a child at this moment?

He quickly opened his eyes and looked, his complexion became extremely pale.

At this moment, Ye Yiyun's soul and body are unstable, and her soul can't cling to her body, and she is on the verge of leaving her body. That's why she did this uncontrollable behavior.

In a short time, Ye Yiyun's soul will re-enter reincarnation, and there will be no time for ink!

Ling Xiaodong gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

In order to save Aunt Yun today, so what if he deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors!

"Aunt Yun, you can hit me or scold me afterwards, it's up to you! I will explain to Xiaoyan."

After speaking, the clothes on his body were removed, revealing a flawless and strong body.

"You! What are you doing!"

Ye Yiyun stared at Ling Xiaodong's body, blushing, and wanted to look away, but couldn't move away as if attracted by a magnet.

"excuse me!"

"Yeah! No! Don't take off my clothes!"

......

The slow eyes and horizontal waves enter the temples, the comb is low and the half moon is near the shoulders.

The man's eyes are also blurred, and his limbs are spread out.

However, it is formed in a husband and wife, the so-called conformity to yin and yang.

Ling Xiaodong lay on the bed and caressed Ye Yiyun's jade back, comforting the beautiful lady who was still crying.

The treatment was very successful, and Ye Yiyun's body regained the balance of Yin and Yang, and she no longer had to worry about her life.

But now it was Ling Xiaodong who was in danger of his life.

Thinking of what would happen to the beautiful woman in her arms when she calmed down, Ling Xiaodong had a headache.

Xiaoyan has a gentle temperament, Ling Xiaodong believes that as long as she explains well, she will definitely understand, but what should the master do?

Although Master and Aunt Yun are at odds on the surface, in fact, he still cares about her senior sister very much.

Otherwise, every time she brought back a letter from Qingfeng Temple, Yue Yingying would not throw it away with disdain and then quietly pick it up afterwards.

If Aunt Yun goes to sue her master and let him know what she did to deceive her master and destroy her ancestors...

Ling Xiaodong shivered at the thought of this possibility.

With Yue Yingying's temperament, she couldn't hear the reason, and it would be light to expel her from the teacher's school, and she was afraid that she would directly raise her sword and cut people down.

Just when Ling Xiaodong was thinking wildly, Ye Yiyun, who was lying in her arms like nephrite jade, raised her tearful eyes.

Ling Xiaodong shook his head to get all the distracting thoughts out of his mind, at this moment comforting Aunt Yun was the most important thing.

"Aunt Yun, just now..."

"You go out, I want to get dressed."

Although Ye Yiyun's eyes were red at this moment, her face was flushed, her hair was disheveled, and she was dripping with sweat, her voice was surprisingly calm.

Ling Xiaodong reluctantly let go of Ye Yiyun in his arms, got out of bed and put on some clothes casually, and slowly closed the door outside, feeling uneasy and recalling the scene just now, he quickly touched his nose, but fortunately there was no nosebleed.

After waiting for a while, Ling Xiaodong became uneasy when he saw that there was no movement inside for a long time.

He thought of Ye Yiyun's uncommon calmness just now when he would rather die than submit, and the terrifying guess of a white silk hanging from the beam occupied his mind.

Aunt Yun won’t be able to think about it, right?

He quickly knocked on the door, "Aunt Yun, are you ready?"

"Okay, come in."

Ye Yiyun's calm voice came from inside the room, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Pushing open the door and entering, Ye Yiyun sat neatly on the teacher's chair, raised the tea cup with her slender hand, took a sip, and looked calm.

This made Ling Xiaodong a little dazed, as if the spring night just now was really just a dream.

Ye Yiyun pointed to the chair opposite, her red lips parted slightly.

"sit!"

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Chapter 26

The dim candlelight flickered, illuminating the figures of the two people inside the house, and there were occasional birdsong outside the house, and it became quiet again in an instant.

It was late at night, and Peng Cheng was also asleep at this moment.

Ling Xiaodong sat upright opposite Ye Yiyun obediently, putting his hands on his knees, pretending to be a good nephew.

The two sat there quietly, looking at each other without saying a word.

Ling Xiaodong was the first to be unable to stand the weird atmosphere in the room, and said:

"Aunt Yun, it's good that you're fine. I was outside the door just now, and I thought you couldn't think about it."

"Humph!"

Ye Yiyun snorted coldly, making Ling Xiaodong shiver.

"Now that my chastity has been lost, if I lose my life again, wouldn't it be in vain to take advantage of someone. Do I look like this kind of stupid woman?"

Looking at Ye Yiyun's unfriendly expression, Ling Xiaodong knew that he might not escape this disaster tonight.

He scratched his head and said with a smile: "Aunt Yun, thank you very much."

Ye Yiyun gave Ling Xiaodong a hard look, and said coldly:

"No one can tell what happened just now, especially Xiao Yan and your master, you know!"

"What happened just now? Nothing happened?"

Ling Xiaodong put on a demented look and started his best trick of pretending to be stupid.

Ye Yiyun ignored him, and said to herself:

"If others find out, I...I..."

Her chest was undulating, the fabric on her chest was overwhelmed, and the majestic Mao'er Mountain was about to come out.

"I'll kill you and kill myself!"

Ye Yiyun gritted her teeth tightly and said harshly.

"Hey, hey, don't! Aunt Yun, did you agree that you won't be looking for life?"

Ling Xiaodong hurried forward to comfort him.

"It's not because of you bastard who deceived teachers and exterminated ancestors!"

Ye Yiyun's eyes turned red, she lost her calmness just now, and her fists rained down on Ling Xiaodong.

Ling Xiaodong quickly took the blame on himself.

"It's all my fault. I forced Aunt Yun. Aunt Yun is not wrong at all."

Ling Xiaodong grabbed Ye Yiyun's slender hand to probe out with his spiritual sense, and took the opportunity to check whether Ye Yiyun had fully recovered.

"Wait, Aunt Yun, stop hitting, something is wrong!"

With a solemn expression, he grabbed the other slender hand that was still hammering his head and explored it more carefully.

Ye Yiyun, whose hands were caught, blushed, as if remembering how she was kneeling on the couch with her hands cut behind her back, she lashed hard, but was held tightly by Ling Xiaodong.

"What are you doing! I'm fine!"

The balance of yin and yang in Ye Yiyun's body was indeed restored, but Ling Xiaodong's extra keen sense of consciousness sensed that something was wrong.

After careful inspection, it was discovered that the yang energy in Ye Yiyun's body was still draining at an extremely slow rate.

After all, it is other people's yang qi that is sent in rather than one's own, and the amount of yang qi that can be converted into one's own use in the end is not one in ten. If you want to restore the original state, you need long-term warming and nourishing treatment.

Ling Xiaodong told Ye Yiyun the results of the investigation and his conjecture intact.

After hearing this, Ye Yiyun turned pale and said tremblingly:

"Does that mean once is not enough?"

"To be precise, it takes almost ninety-nine 81 times. At least one treatment every three days."

Ling Xiaodong reported the estimated results truthfully.

"Ninety-nine...81 times!"

Ye Yiyun rolled her eyes, put her hand on her forehead, and passed out.

Ling Xiaodong quickly supported Ye Yiyun who almost fell off the chair, shook her shoulders, and said anxiously:

"Aunt Yun, wake up! Wake up!"

Ye Yiyun lay in his arms and looked at the ceiling helplessly, murmuring:

"81 times, let me die."

"Don't, Aunt Yun, you see that you have already taken the first step, how can you give up all your previous efforts!"

"Don't make noise, let me be quiet!"

Ye Yiyun pushed Ling Xiaodong's chest and got up from his arms, sat on the grand teacher's chair and frowned, rubbing her temples with two fingers, looking very irritable.

After thinking for a long time, she stretched out three pale jade fingers to Ling Xiaodong.

"I have a three-part agreement with you!"

"Aunt Yun, tell me."

"First! You can't tell anyone about this, not anyone!"

This is still the previous condition, Ling Xiaodong nodded and agreed without thinking.

"The second rule! Every time...then...then, you have to cover your eyes, and I will do the exercises!"

"this......"

Ling Xiaodong hesitated.

"Ok?"

Ye Yiyun stared at him fiercely, as if he would die with him if he didn't agree.

Ling Xiaodong had no choice but to give in.

"Okay! I promise! What else?"

Ye Yiyun's ears turned red, and her eyes wandered around the room. After hesitating for a while, she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito:

"Also, in private, don't call me aunt."

When she thought of Ling Xiaodong tossing and talking about Aunt Yun on the couch, she always felt that she was doing something bad, her heart trembled, and she felt sorry for Xiaoyan.

"Then what should my name be? Yiyun? Master?"

"Oh, you want to go on your own! And you can't call me uncle!"

When Ye Yiyun had just made the three-chapter agreement, she had already used up all her courage, and how could she stand Ling Xiaodong's teasing.

Ling Xiaodong looked at Ye Yiyun with her face downcast and her little ears red, and felt even more cute.

He asked tentatively: