girl let me check

Chapter 437 After the rain, the sky is clear
Fang Weihan felt that there was no place in his body that was not in pain.

He opened his eyes and saw the golden-red curtain above his head.

"Where is this?"

His consciousness was intermittent and he hadn't reacted yet.

"Teacher...are you awake?"

A girl's voice came, clearly suppressing her surprise, with a hint of caution.

There seemed to be a pleasant aroma of crabapple in his nose, and he tried to turn his head to look towards the source of the sound.

Fang Tang sat obediently on the chair beside the bed, with her hands folded in front of her knees. Her slim palace skirt fell to her calves, revealing a section of her snow-white ankles.

Her sitting posture was very quiet, fully reflecting the royal princess's excellent etiquette and upbringing.

Fang Weihan looked down and found that there was an obvious shallow dent next to his bed, and the mattress had collapsed and had not yet returned to its original position.

Fang Weihan wanted to say something, but his throat felt extremely dry and he couldn't utter a word.

Fang Tang was slightly startled, and didn't know what to do for a moment. She obviously had no experience in taking care of people, and was somewhat at a loss when faced with this situation.

"Is there any water?" Fang Weihan said in a very hoarse voice.

"Water! Yes, I'll go get it for the teacher right away!" Fang Tang rushed out the door in a panic and accidentally broke a screen.

"Bilong! Go to me... Never mind, I'll go myself!"

"Eh? Your Majesty..."

There was another round of clanging sounds, and a few loud dragon roars.

Fang Weihan: "..."

After a short while, Fang Tang hurried back.

She held a cup filled with crystal clear water that had just the right amount of warmth.

"Teacher, this is the rootless water I found in Hanzhen Palace. It is good for your recovery."

Fang Tang's eyes met his and then separated, and she immediately lowered her head and didn't look at him.

The girl helped him sit against the head of the bed, then held the bottom of the cup and handed the water to Fang Weihan's mouth.

As expected, the water spilled.

"I'm sorry, teacher! I'm sorry!" The girl hurriedly wiped the water stains on his chest with a handkerchief, and she was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat seeped out of her fair forehead.

Fang Tang still didn't dare to look at Fang Weihan, but after a brief hesitation, he made up his mind.

She picked up the water cup, took a big sip, and then directly covered Fang Weihan's lips.

Fang Weihan: "?"

He was still in a dazed state, having just woken up, and didn't react for a while.

It was not until the clear liquid fell from his throat, his exhausted body recovered some energy, and his brain started working again that Fang Weihan understood his situation.

Unable to speak, Fang Weihan patted Fang Tang's arm, trying to push her away.

But the girl turned a deaf ear to it. She closed her eyes, her long and curved eyelashes trembling slightly, her pretty face flushed, and her hands, which were originally clasped together on her knees, grabbed his collar without knowing when.

The water had been given long ago, but Fang Tang had no intention of stopping. She greedily grabbed everything on his body, his scent, his taste, and his temperature.

Fang Weihan was helpless. He was seriously injured and couldn't use any strength, so he could only let her do whatever she wanted.

He could feel the girl's soft breathing hitting his face, gradually becoming rapid and a little itchy.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Tang finally let go of her teacher. After letting go, the girl seemed to have just woken up from a dream and took a big step to the side.

She straightened her disheveled skirt and adjusted her crooked phoenix crown. She seemed to have regained the majestic and dignified appearance of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty - if one deliberately ignored the obvious abnormal blush on her face.

"Teacher, please rest and recover. I...I'll go get busy first..."

Fang Tang still lowered his head, not daring to look at him. Instead, he walked out while talking, with a sense of fleeing in desperation.

"Come back." Fang Weihan said.

The girl's delicate body stiffened slightly, and she stopped just as she was about to step out of the door.

"What? Have you become so arrogant that you don't even listen to me?" Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Fang Weihan couldn't help but raise his tone.

"Woo..." She let out a small moan from her throat, and finally moved back one step at a time, very obediently.

Fang Weihan sat up straight on the bed. Only now did he realize that the decoration looked familiar. It seemed to be in the style of the Eastern Palace.

"You put me in your bedroom?" Fang Weihan asked.

"Yes..." The girl looked up and glanced at him, then quickly lowered her head. Fang Weihan could only see her slightly red and tender earlobes.

"I don't feel safe in other places, but at least in Yingluan Palace, I can stay with my teacher all the time." She said in a low voice.

Fang Weihan felt a little warm in his heart and reached out to rub her head out of habit.

But when he finished this action, both of them froze.

Fang Weihan felt a little embarrassed and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

"Teacher..." The girl turned her head and looked at him infatuatedly, her eyes slightly red.

"What's the matter with your cultivation?" Fang Weihan quickly changed the subject.

He could sense that Fang Tang's cultivation had reached a completely unfathomable level. He was afraid that after he fell unconscious, something unexpected had happened in Changming City.

Fang Tang pouted, obviously dissatisfied with Fang Weihan's deliberate change of subject, but the girl, who was always well-behaved in front of the teacher, naturally would not point this out.

"I removed the seal on the Xuan Yao Sword, and then Emperor Wu spoke a few words to me, and my cultivation level became like this." Fang Tang told the truth.

"Emperor Wu? Fang Qianyi?" Fang Weihan asked.

"Teacher...you should call me ancestor." Fang Tang blinked and said in a low voice.

"What did the ancestors tell you?"

"He said..." Fang Tang supported himself on the bed, slightly moving his thighs to get closer to Fang Weihan, "He told me not to make the same mistake again."

"Oh."

Fang Weihan was silent for a moment. He felt that Fang Tang's meaning was vague and he probably didn't tell him the truth.

"What is your current level of cultivation?" he asked again.

"The peak of the seventh level." Fang Tang said.

"How many?!"

Fang Weihan almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"Actually... it's not that exaggerated, teacher." Fang Tang said a little embarrassedly, "I mainly use the world's luck to fight. The higher the concentration of luck, the stronger the combat power. For example, in Changming City, I can exert the combat power of the peak of the seventh level."

“But in places where the luck is not so strong, my fighting ability may not even be comparable to that of an ordinary sixth-turn cultivator.”

Although Fang Tang was trying hard to explain to him, Fang Weihan obviously only heard the four words "seventh turn peak".

"Yun Shu, is this the reason why you are determined to bring her back to the present?" Fang Weihan asked in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yun Shu said nothing and pretended to be dead. Playing dead is also a form of acquiescence.

That was the peak realm of the seventh rank! There were only a handful of seventh rank strongmen in the world. Apart from the group of people from Linyuan Pavilion, the peak realm of the seventh rank was definitely the undisputed number one in the world. In other words, in Changming City, Fang Tang was invincible.

"So after I fainted that day, you eliminated all the alien troops around us?"

"Yeah." Fang Tang nodded, a murderous look on her pretty face, "They are all scum who invaded our land, it's not a pity that they die."

However, when he thought that she was still talking to the teacher, this murderous look only lasted for a moment, and Fang Tang returned to his previous well-behaved appearance.

She folded her hands, lowered her bright eyes slightly, and looked at her skirt seriously, as if there was something delicious on it.

Fang Weihan: "..."

All the less serious topics that could be discussed had been discussed, and the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Fang Weihan didn't speak, and Fang Tang was naturally even less likely to speak.

Seeing the girl's earlobes gradually turning red and sweat oozing out of her forehead due to nervousness, Fang Weihan finally spoke carefully: "Do you... remember everything? Those things in the past?"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Tang subconsciously straightened his back a little more, like an elementary school student who was caught in a mistake.

"I remember." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"It's good if you remember it."

Fang Weihan whispered.

"You don't have to feel guilty about what happened before. After all, you don't have the memory of that time, and our positions are different. What I said in Yingluan Palace that day was just an angry remark. Don't take it to heart."

Fang Tang lowered her head, said nothing, and grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands, her fingertips turning white.

"Also, now that your memory has been restored, you should know that I have never wanted to do anything with the power in your hands. You and Wanwanzhi..."

Fang Tang suddenly raised his head with red eyes.

"teacher!"

Fang Weihan was startled by her: "What's wrong?"

"Although I have said it many times, I want to say it again--"

Fang Tang looked at him, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

"Teacher, I'm sorry."

She turned around and threw herself into Fang Weihan's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.

"Well, haven't I told you all this? I've never blamed you for anything."

Fang Weihan's hand was suspended in the air, not knowing where to put it. But after feeling the girl's trembling body crying, he still felt a little soft-hearted and put his hand on her back, stroking it gently as if he was comforting a cat.

"But I am very sad, really very sad..."

Fang Tang said while choking up.

"I once did something to offend the teacher. I once suspected that the teacher had other thoughts about me. I... I..."

She was crying so hard that she couldn't speak, and just kept repeating:

"Sorry……"

Fang Weihan had never seen Fang Tang cry like this before. In his impression, his student had always been a calm and strong person. How could he look so weak?
The candlelight in Yingluan Hall was silent, with only the faint sound of Fang Tang's sobbing being heard. This went on for a long time.

When Fang Tang was tired of crying, Fang Weihan said helplessly:
"That's enough, Princess. I am still a patient. I can hardly feel my thigh anymore."

Fang Tang quickly let go of the arms that were hugging him and moved his body away from his legs. Qingmei's pretty face turned a little red.

"You don't have to cry for anyone anymore."

Fang Weihan stood up and wanted to move around.

"You are the princess of the Great Zhou, you should be proud and have no obligation to cry for anyone."

Upon hearing this, Fang Tang's eyes became sore again.

"The teacher is different from others!"

She raised her head stubbornly, her eyes were bright and her skin was delicate.

"Teacher, you are my only relative in the world."

The girl said with a crying voice.

She stood in front of the steps wearing an intricate pink and gold palace dress, with a beautiful figure. She cried and said that you were her only relative.

Fang Weihan's heart was touched. Was it guilt? Touched? Or something else? He couldn't tell.

He remembered another thing.

"Now that you have recovered your memory, do you also know that it was me who took it upon myself to bring you to the future five hundred years later?"

Fang Weihan whispered.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get your consent first."

"Teacher, you don't have to say sorry to me! I don't want to hear these three words from the teacher's mouth!"

Fang Tang raised his hands and covered his mouth seriously.

"From now on, it will be enough for me to say sorry to the teacher!"

Fang Weihan felt a little uncomfortable with her burning and bright gaze, so he prepared to go out for a walk and check on the situation of the East Palace Guards.

"Let me go, I'm going to go out for a walk."

But Fang Tang definitely didn't want to. She had just met her teacher and hadn't had time to say so many words to him. How could she let him go?
But she was a well-behaved girl and would not raise her objection directly, but instead tried another way.

"Stay with me for a while, teacher!"

Fang Tang hugged his arms, bit her lips, and spoke tenderly.

As expected, Fang Weihan had to give up the idea reluctantly after hearing this. He has always been the type of person who responds to soft words and not hard ones.

Among all the wings I have, there are actually only a few that know how to act coquettishly.

First of all, let’s rule out Wanwan. These two words don’t exist in Miss Xie’s dictionary.

Then excluding the senior sister, she might prefer others to act coquettishly to her rather than act coquettishly to herself.

As for Yun Jiang... I feel that the little master's cuteness is natural. Although he doesn't seem to be acting like a spoiled child, his every move actually reveals a lovable aura.

The only two who really know how to act coquettishly are Xiao Jin and Fang Tang, and their forms of acting coquettishly are different. In simple terms, Xiao Jin is more like a sister's admiration for her brother.

But Fang Tang’s situation is a bit... complicated.

She had often acted like this to me five hundred years ago, but at that time I was in the form of a puppet, so the feeling in some places was naturally different.

Not sure whether it was intentional or unintentional, Fang Weihan always felt that Fang Tang was rubbing against him, and the soft touch made him feel a little unstable.

Fang Weihan had been confused just now, and now that he had recovered, he suddenly realized a problem:
Did she just... do something that went beyond the boundaries of teacher-student relationships?

Fang Weihan suddenly felt a headache.

He could swear with a clear conscience that he probably didn't really have much love between men and women for Fang Tang, but more of a familial affection similar to that of raising a daughter.

But in this situation...what should he do?
(End of this chapter)