Cute disciples are hard to tame: Master, don't make trouble!

Chapter 87

After returning to Xianyun Hall, Luo Yunli obediently made a cup of scented tea and brought it to Rong Jin, then sat on the empty rattan chair beside her, dangling her two calves, quietly looking at her master.

The exquisite and beautiful facial features are as perfect as if carved by a knife, and the graceful temperament like a fairy, giving people a sense of mystery.

There is a sense of nobility and indifference in the deep and wise dark eyes, and the innate arrogance of a king exudes from the whole body, which cannot be doubted by others.

Rong Jin took a sip of the scented tea in the cup, looked up at the little apprentice who was appreciating her, her thin red lips raised a doting smile, this smile was like a poppy flower blooming, with a fatal temptation, making people intoxicated.

Seeing Rong Jin looking at her, Luo Yunli panicked for a moment, but soon squeezed out a sweet smile: "Master, the greeting post from Chenwang Mansion has been sent for a month, why is today's greeting post mixed with Added nine-turn heart-eating poison, could it be that the person who poisoned and the person who wrote the greeting post were not the same person?

Or in other words, they actually planned this way from the beginning, sending out normal greeting posts first, and then poisoning them when we relax our vigilance. If this is the case, then this person's mind is really vicious. "

Hearing her little apprentice's guess, Rong Jin smiled, raised her hand to cover Luo Yunli's soft hair, her eyes were full of relief and doting, his little apprentice was thoughtful, smart, and guessed right.

"Little Li'er's guess is right. No matter what it is, if you dare to provoke the temple, you must be prepared to accept the wrath of the temple." Rong Jin's tone was flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"By the way, Master, there is one more thing I want to discuss with Master."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Rong Jin stopped what she was doing and looked at Luo Yunli carefully.

"A few days ago, I heard from the disciples in the other hall that Xingyun Academy has started recruiting students."

"Little Li'er, I want to go to Xingyun Academy to take classes."

"Nothing can be hidden from the master. There is a strong and intelligent master. The disciple feels so insignificant. The master can see through the disciple's mind at a glance. Then, master, can I go?" Luo Yunli said, the tender little girl The mouth pursed slightly, and then asked expectantly.

As everyone knows, when Rong Jin saw Luo Yunli's slightly pouty lips, she had the urge to pounce on her and take a bite, and then seeing her disciple's expectant expression, Rong Jin smiled, but didn't speak.

At his young apprentice's age, although he will reach the age of Ji in three years, he is still a playful child in his heart, so Rong Jin was thinking silently in his heart.

Yes, my apprentice is still a child, so he should follow him every step of the way.

This is like a master!

Since his little apprentice wanted to experience the feeling of being in class, why didn't he follow along?

Seeing that Rong Jin didn't respond for a long time, Luo Yunli pouted the corners of her mouth, her face sullen, and she still kept muttering: "Is it really not possible? That disciple should stay with Master."

After speaking, Luo Yunli's tangled face broke into a smile again. Since the master disagrees, she will not go. It's not that she hasn't been to an academy in modern times. How would this ancient academy be different.

Thinking of this, Luo Yunli no longer struggled with this issue, but the next moment, Rong Jin's words took Luo Yunli's surprise for a long time before she realized it.

"Since little Li'er wants to go, the teacher naturally agrees."

"really?"

Rong Jin smiled and nodded.

Luo Yunli jumped into Rong Jin's arms happily, and gave him a big hug. Just when Rong Jin responded, Luo Yunli left a word and ran back to her palace like flying.

"Thank you Master, I'm going down to prepare."

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