Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 348 Confrontation
In the middle of May, Donghua and Dongliu returned to Chaoyun Mountain.

There is a temple of priests among the mountains that cannot be reached by the world. Chaoyun Mountain is so high that it is shrouded in clouds and mists all the year round. It seemed extremely mysterious.

The winding stone steps stretched from the bottom of the mountain to the peaks, and countless young men in white clothes knelt on both sides of the steps to greet them.

The luxurious soft sedan stopped in front of the mountain steps.

Donghua, who was dressed in a holy snow-white robe, got down from the sedan chair, and then Dongliu also came out, with delicate eyebrows lowered, and a humble and docile appearance.

Donghua didn't speak, and walked up the mountain along the steps, with the corners of his snow-white robe fluttering lightly, exuding a noble demeanor.

The eight teenagers carried the sedan chair and left.

During the half a month of the journey, Dongliu's injury was no longer serious. At this time, he was wearing an ice-blue light robe with wide sleeves that was elegant and dusty. He had a beautiful face, a slender figure, and black hair like a waterfall. Behind the high priest, there was not a trace of light concealed at all, but it was a little more energetic and dazzling that only belonged to teenagers.

Going up the mountain steps, the teenagers on both sides knelt respectfully on the ground.

The ice-blue flowing robe reflected the flowing luster under the sunlight. Dongliu walked slowly along the mountain steps, his eyes raised slightly, and fell on the vast and undulating mountain scenery in front of him, with a somewhat dark and unclear luster in his eyes.

The stairs have an end.

In the flat and open field of vision, the noble and majestic priest's hall stands in front of you. Outside the hall is an open bluestone courtyard, winding covered bridges, and clear lake water.

The sun shines on the lake, the breeze creates ripples, and golden light jumps on the lake, like elves playing in the water.

On the bridge came six teenagers.

Dong Liu paused slightly, his eyes touched the six people who were walking towards him, a pair of sneering and chilly eyes appeared in the eyes that seemed to be seductive, and the corners of his lips smirked, and he followed Donghua step by step.

"See Master, and welcome Master back to the mountain." The six people knelt down to greet them, all dressed in brocade and white robes, with a dignified manner, "Master Wan'an."

Donghua didn't speak, his white robe fluttered lightly, and a breeze in the air blew past his ears.

Dong Liu followed behind him, and said in a calm tone, "Everyone is excused, let's serve tea in the hall."

After the words fell, he followed Donghua to the main hall regardless of the impact the words would have.

The faces of the six people who were still kneeling on the ground froze, and they looked up at his back, as if they were going to make a hole in his back.

"You really think of yourself as a plaything." The second boy on the left said coldly, but his voice was very low, "Eldest senior brother, the reason why Shizun went down the mountain this time is to bring back this traitor, right?"

The young man in the lead stood up silently, staring at the two figures that were fading away in front of him, the gloomy look in his eyes flashed away, but his tone was indifferent: "How do I know?"

With that said, he lifted his heel up.

The other five people looked at each other in blank dismay. Although each of them had displeasure on their faces, they knew that this was not the time to talk about it, so they also quietly walked towards the main hall.

Donghua sat on the main seat, and Dongliu stood beside him, pinching his shoulders considerately, looking very docile and respectful.

Six people walked into the hall, bowed and saluted again.

The leading boy stepped forward and poured Donghua tea: "Master."

"Traveling all the way is really hard." Dong Liu's tone was light, "Brother Wei, please pour me a cup of tea."

The leading young man is named Wei En, and he is Donghua's former big disciple. He entered the hall of priests before Dongliu. It is reasonable for Dongliu to call him Senior Brother Wei.

Originally, these teenagers didn't have much hostility towards Dongliu, but he was obviously a latecomer, but he became Donghua's only closed disciple. His partiality made everyone jealous, which made them more and more dissatisfied with him.

Hearing Dongliu's words at this time, before Wei En could speak, the second disciple behind him, Ping Yi, couldn't wait to speak: "According to the rules, shouldn't the junior brother serve tea to the senior brother?"

After the voice fell, the air in the hall instantly became quiet.

Wei En glanced at Master's expression calmly, seeing that he didn't show any displeasure, he turned his head and reprimanded lightly: "Second Junior Brother, what are you talking about? Junior Brother just returned to the mountain and traveled so many days It's really hard work, and it's just a matter of lifting my hands to pour him a cup of tea, so how can I say whether to serve tea or not?"

Displeasure surfaced on Ping Yi's face, but in the end he was afraid of Master's presence, so he didn't dare to say more presumptuous words.

Wei En quickly poured Dong Liu a cup of tea.

With a smile on the corners of Dong Liu's lips, he thanked him politely, and then he didn't know whether he was really thirsty or something, he held the tea cup by his lips and blew it, then took a small sip, and took a cup in a blink of an eye. The tea was gone.

"This teacup is too small, it can't quench my thirst at all." Dong Liu handed the teacup to Wei En, "Brother, pour me another cup."

Vern smiled and poured him another glass.

The other five people looked at Dongliu with unkind eyes. Dongliu was not in pain or itching. This time, his movements were a little gentler, and he was a little more elegant in drinking tea.

The atmosphere in the hall was dark and turbulent, but Donghua didn't seem to feel it at all. He casually sipped his tea, his eyes were noble and indifferent, unattainable, and daunting.

"Master." Dong Liu turned his eyes to look at him, his voice was unbelievably soft, "I'm hungry."

Wei En's expression was slightly stiff, his hands hidden in the sleeves of his robe were clenched unconsciously, while the other five teenagers standing in the hall looked at him in disbelief, it was hard to believe that such soft words would come from his mouth.

Donghua raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his head to look at him, his eyes were dark and unpredictable.

"Prepare meals." He ordered lightly, with no emotion in his voice.

"Yes." Wei En bowed, "I will give you an order now, my disciple."

Dong Liu said slowly, "I want to eat the big fish head made by senior brother himself."

The atmosphere condensed.

"Junior brother." Ping Yi looked at him coldly, "Do you treat senior brother like a cook?"

Dong Liu looked innocent: "No. I have been away from the Priest Hall for two years, and I haven't eaten the big fish head made by the big brother in two years. Although the taste of the restaurant outside is not bad, it always feels a little bit bad. Son."

After a pause, he looked at Wei En expectantly: "Eldest brother won't reject me, right?"

Wei En smiled: "This little brother should have satisfied this request, but Master's diet is light, and the big fish head is mainly spicy, I'm afraid it doesn't suit Master's taste."

"Master doesn't eat." Dong Liu's tone was calm, apparently he didn't think there was any problem, "Just cook it for me alone, and Master can eat other things. Could it be that Chaoyun Mountain is so poor that we can only eat one dish per meal?" gone?"

As soon as these words came out, all eyes in the hall fell on him.

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