Miss Qing Shi: Lord National Teacher, please don't tease

Chapter 145 The illusion of being teased

Outside the door, people from all walks of life searched all night and found Baili Wanqing's body, and then there was another commotion.But the strange thing is that no one broke into the house.

Although Baili Moran was strange, he didn't ask. He just guessed in his heart that this room should be equivalent to a forbidden place.

After Baili Moran agreed, the two people in the room were relatively silent. One was sitting bored, shaking Erlang's legs up and down, while the other was seriously cleaning the old things that had been dug out, with a sad and nostalgic look on his face.

Until the east is white.

Those who searched all night but got nothing. At this time, they all concluded that the person who rescued Leng Zhen had already escaped from the house, and they all calmed down when they were angry, and began to think about how to surrender to the emperor so that they would not be beheaded.

But the person they hunted all night took advantage of this opportunity and decisively fled.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the courtyard, Baili Moran felt a sense of oppression for some reason, and then, a chill came straight to her, quickly penetrated her skin, and passed into her bones.

I couldn't help feeling shabby, wondering secretly, it's not autumn yet, why did the temperature suddenly drop?
Pushing open the door, Baili Moran immediately understood where the chill came from.

A silver-haired man was sitting firmly in the center, holding a book in his hand, but his eyes were directly facing her, which made her feel guilty for no reason.

I wanted to turn around and run, but my feet seemed to be frozen to the ground, and I couldn't move no matter how I moved.

"Haha...Master, why did you get up so early..."

"Where did you go?" Di Fusheng said coldly, "You didn't return all night."

Shaking off the guilty conscience, Baili Moran said truthfully: "I went to Baili Cheng's old lair, saved Uncle Leng Zhen, and slaughtered Baili Wanqing by the way."

Di Fusheng's brows and eyes relaxed slightly, and the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated. He thought she was staying with Jun Yunluo.

Although he believed that it was impossible for the little guy to fall in love with Jun Yunluo, a useless and poor ghost, but the lonely man and widow were in the same room, and he couldn't help feeling sour and angry when he thought about it.

But what Di Fusheng didn't know was that Baili Moran had indeed spent the night with the lonely man, but it wasn't Jun Yunluo, but Baili Fenghua...

The frost on Master Guoshi's face, who didn't know the truth, instantly melted away, and the ice and snow just melted, and a touch of tenderness rippled out.

Resisting the urge to hug the girl into his arms, he raised his hand restrainedly, rubbed her head, and asked softly, "Are you hurt?"

Baili Moran shook his head, marveling at the speed at which his face changed.

"Master, can you spare me a room for Uncle Leng Zhen?"

Almost without thinking about it, Di Fusheng agreed, "There are many spare rooms in the National Teacher's Mansion, you can choose one at will."

Local tycoon!

The jealous Baili Moran groaned twice in his heart.

Seeing what she was thinking, Di Fusheng suddenly felt amused, and said lightly, "These will all be yours from now on."

"what?"

Realizing the slip of the tongue, Di Fusheng coughed lightly, and hastily made amends, "You are the master's apprentice, so the master's is naturally yours too."

It felt a little weird, but Baili Moran was too happy, so naturally he didn't care about it.

Fearing that he couldn't help but say the wrong thing again, Di Fusheng found an excuse and left.

Looking suspiciously at the back of Di Fusheng leaving calmly, Baili Moran always felt that Master had been a little strange recently, not to mention his moodiness, and often gave her the illusion of... being teased.

(End of this chapter)