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

Ling Xiaodong was being chased and teased by the two of them, even if he was as thick-skinned as him, his face would always blush.

"How can there be any progress? The master guards against me just like guarding against thieves. It's just helping me with double cultivation and kissing a few times."

"Dual Cultivation?!"

When Ye Yiyun heard the familiar words, her eyes froze.

"Aunt Yun, don't get me wrong, this is different from your double cultivation."

Ling Xiaodong waved his hands again and again, anyway, they already knew it well, so he didn't hide much, and told them all about his past.

Chapter 91 I Help You

Although Ling Xiaodong was extremely active in the matter of double cultivation with the master, in fact, the number of times is not very many, and can be counted on one hand.

After all, there is no serious place to rest on the road all the way, it is all wilderness.

After finally settling down on the mountain, it was also because the Absolute Immortal Heaven and Earth couldn't cultivate, so there was no reason for Ling Xiaodong to take advantage of it justifiably.

After Ling Xiaodong told Aunt Yun and Xiaoyan all about the few times of double cultivation, they saw them staring at him in disbelief.

He felt a little hairy when he was looked at.

"Why are you looking at me like that, that's all, nothing else."

Xiao Yan didn't speak, she put her hands on the edge of the bed, jumped off the bed, first circled around Ling Xiaodong, then reached out to touch his arm.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Ling Xiaodong looked puzzled at Xiaoyan who was squatting in front of her. At this time, she was pulling up the hem of her Taoist robe and reaching out to touch her shin.

After Xiao Yan carefully touched his leg bones, he squatted on the ground and raised his head, saying in surprise:

"Brother Xiaodong, you have done such an outrageous thing, yet your leg was not broken by Uncle Yue!"

"Go! Go! Go."

Ling Xiaodong stood up, not letting Xiaoyan continue to make trouble.

He looked at the pretty little girl in front of him with a sad face:

"You expect me to be beaten so much, Xiao Yan, you have changed, and you are no longer my caring little padded jacket."

Xiao Yan snorted softly, stood up, clapped her hands, then turned around and threw herself on Ye Yiyun's body.

She wrapped her arms around Ye Yiyun's neck, stuck out her tongue towards Ling Xiaodong, and said with a grimace:

"That's not it! I'm the master's little padded jacket!"

Ye Yiyun patted Xiao Yan's hand with a smile, telling her not to hang on her body, and then asked:

"What was Yingying's reaction then?"

"What else? Just put on the expression of an innocent fairy who was defiled by a traitor, wishing to eat me alive, and said that sooner or later, I, a rebellious disciple, will be expelled from the sect."

Ling Xiaodong spread his hands, he is still at a loss as to how to make the master fall in love.

Ye Yiyun shook her head slightly:

"I'm not talking about the reaction, I'm talking about the result? She doesn't want to every time, so what about the end?"

"at last?"

Ling Xiaodong frowned and thought for a while.

"In the end, of course, I still couldn't beat me, and helped me practice every time."

Ye Yiyun nodded slightly, closed her eyes and meditated for a while, then said in a low voice:

"Is that so... No wonder I'm so angry... I understand."

She looked up at Ling Xiaodong who was opposite, and said decisively:

"let me help you!"

Ling Xiaodong was full of confusion, staring blankly at the unusually serious Aunt Yun.

"Help me? Help me calm the master?"

"No! Of course it's to help match the two of you!"

"what?!"

Xiaoyan and Ling Xiaodong both looked at Ye Yiyun, so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

"Oh, you rotten head, Yingying is actually interested in you, can't you see?"

Ye Yiyun stood up, walked up to Ling Xiaodong, and slapped him on the forehead resentfully.

"This... how do you see it?"

"You are not missing any arms or legs, isn't that proof?"

"Is this considered evidence?"

Ling Xiaodong looked at Aunt Yun in front of him strangely, saw her raising her hand and wanted to hit him, so she quickly raised her hand in surrender.

"All right, all right, let's assume that the master is also interested in me, but why would Aunt Yun do this?"

Ye Yiyun glanced guiltily at Yue Yingying's room.

Why else?

Of course, you can't lose face by yourself!

Going on like this, even if Junior Sister doesn't pursue me, I will bow her head when I meet her. Will I call her Junior Sister, or Master with Ling Xiaodong?

If it's called Master, then wouldn't it be that I have to pour tea for Yingying?

We're all family anyway, so why don't we drag our junior sister into the water together!

Although she thought so psychologically, Ye Yiyun naturally wouldn't tell Ling Xiaodong that.

She snorted softly, folded her arms around her chest, held up the heavy round body, and turned her head to the side, not looking at Ling Xiaodong.

"There are so many reasons, if you don't want to, forget it."

"No! Aunt Yun! I am willing!"

Seeing that Aunt Yun was about to repent, Ling Xiaodong became anxious and grabbed her delicate shoulders.

What a joke, I am worried about how to make the master fall in love. With the help of Aunt Yun, the two of them are as close as sisters, and it will be much easier if they work together inside and outside!　

He shook Ye Yiyun's shoulders flatteringly.

"Aunt Yun~ My dear Yun'er..."

"Hey!"

Ye Yiyun's pretty face turned red, and she immediately covered Ling Xiaodong's mouth with her hand.

"What are you talking about! Xiao Yan is still here!"

Ling Xiaodong was gagged by the soft, boneless little hands. He could only watch her blink her eyes and nodded vigorously.

"Don't be too happy, it's okay or not, you have to wait for Yingying to calm down."

When Ye Yiyun saw that he was no longer talking nonsense, she let him go. When she retracted her hand, she did not forget to glance at Xiao Yan sitting on the edge of the bed.

Xiao Yan tilted her head and looked at the two with a smile.

Ye Yiyun's ears felt a little hot, and she waved her hand at Ling Xiaodong.

"It's alright, alright, don't stay here anymore, I'll take care of Yingying's affairs, as long as you prepare for the official Qingkui Grand Competition tomorrow."

"Ah! Qingkui Dabi!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan seemed to think of something, and suddenly yelled out in shock.

She ran to the door in a hurry, looked up at the sky, then supported the door frame and turned to Ye Yiyun and said:

"Master, I'm going out for a while, and I don't think I'll be back until evening."

After saying that, he quickly ran out the door.

"Hey! Where are you going!"

Little Cigarette did not turn back, his back was getting further and further away, only her voice came from afar.

"Go to the palace of Mount Emei! Bu Weige and I agreed to meet up and find out the news!"

"Hey, this kid!"

Ye Yiyun walked quickly to the door, but Xiao Yan was nowhere to be seen.

"This person is not familiar with the place, how can he run around alone, Xiaodong, you go with her!"

Ling Xiaodong looked back at the anxious Aunt Yun, hesitating for a moment.

"But master..."

"It's okay. I'll take care of it from your master. Hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to catch her!"

Ye Yiyun kept pushing and shoving Ling Xiaodong, and pushed him out of Xianyun Palace's study.

"Okay, then I'm going to Ang. If you come back late, you don't have to wait for us to eat."

"I know, I know, let's go!"

Seeing that Ling Xiaodong went out together, she breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, only she and her junior sister were left in the entire Xianyun Palace. Ye Yiyun looked at Yue Yingying's room with a complicated expression, and then walked back to her own room.

She bent down and rummaged through the luggage for a long time, and finally found a green bamboo ruler made of jade at the bottom.

There is a hole at one end of the top, yellow tassels are hung on the tail, and four large characters are engraved on the front of the ruler-Heaven rewards hard work.

Ye Yiyun put her slender fingers on the ruler, stroked it gently a few times, then gritted her teeth, stuffed it into her sleeve, pushed the door and walked out of the room.

She brought the ruler to the door of Junior Sister's room, and stood outside the door for a long time before reaching out and knocking on the door.

I'm really sorry. The author is not in good condition recently. He went to the hospital for a check-up and contracted prostatitis, so the frequency of updates has been a little slower. (T▽T)

Chapter 92 Punishment

"Yingying, it's me."

Ye Yiyun stood at the door and called softly, but there was no sound from inside the door.

Seeing that no one responded, she tapped twice again unwillingly.

"Junior Sister, are you asleep?"

Yue Yingying's impatient voice came from the room.

"Sleeping! Didn't you tell me to be alone?"

Ye Yiyun lowered her head and clenched the bamboo ruler tightly in her hand. After being silent at the door for a while, she opened her mouth and said:

"They have all gone out. Now there are only you and my sister in the yard. I want to have a chat with you alone, okay?"

There was silence again in the room.

However, according to Ye Yiyun's understanding of her junior sister, if there is no clear objection, it is acquiescence.

She pushed the door lightly and stepped into the master bedroom of Xianyun Palace.

Ye Yiyun was taken aback by the luxurious facilities in the house.

As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the rich fragrance of ambergris in the air, and the floor is paved with black and green Beijing bricks.

These Beijing bricks are also called gold bricks because of their extremely high cost. Only the kilns used by the royal family can be fired. The tables, chairs, beds, beams and wooden pillars in the house, but all the wood has light gold patterns, at least it must be Thousands of years of golden nanmu will have this effect.

The jade vase for flower arrangement by the window is made of a whole piece of colorful glass, and the teacup and tea tray on the table are antique celadon porcelain from the previous dynasty.

The cheapest thing in the whole house is probably the carved gilt and silver jug ​​that was placed on the window sill for watering.

The owner of this room is not at all like an ascetic Taoist priest on Kunlun Mountain, but he is also in line with the identity of Princess Qingqiu.

Ye Yiyun quickly looked away, after all, she didn't come here for a visit.

She turned around and closed the door, looking at the junior sister on the bed who was lying on her boudoir bed with her back facing her.

Yue Yingying seemed to be angry with herself, and when she heard the sound of her entering the door, she still didn't respond at all, as if she had fallen asleep on the bed.