Ming Teng is different from the male immortals in the Heavenly Palace who follow the rules, are gentle, respectful, frugal, and strict with themselves.

He is a heretic, sinister, cruel and brutal, and never takes the rules and principles of this world seriously.

He doesn't want to be Shi 㫅's apprentice at all now.

He just wants to be his master's man.

After applying the medicine, Fu Yu's cuffs were stained with a lot of ointment and blood.

Ming Teng had lust in his eyes as he lowered his eyes to look at the small stain.

"It's all my fault. I stained Master's plain clothes. If Master doesn't mind, I will wash them for you right away."

For him, washing his teacher's clothes was a rare reward.

Ming Teng's blood boiled at the thought of his hands scrubbing the cloth Fu Yu was wearing bit by bit.

Unlike other golden snakes who have a long estrus period, Ming Teng has never experienced the moment when emotions overcome reason as his ancestors said.

But now, he finally understood what his ancestors meant by the feeling of being infatuated and having a pounding heart.

"Laundry?"

Fu Yu gave him a strange look.

"There's a fairy here who's in charge of laundry, Axue..."

As Fu Yu called softly, Fairy Axue, whose real body was a soapberry, appeared beside Fu Yu.

Fu Yu took off his dirty coat and changed his clothes where Ming Teng couldn't see him.

Ming Teng looked unhappy, and he wanted to poke two holes in Axue with his eyes.

Axue naturally felt the hostility from Ming Teng. She glared at Ming Teng with her dark eyes, then timidly hid in Fu Yu's arms.

"My Lord, your new disciple is terrifying."

Fu Yu tied his belt and touched Axue's hair.

"He just looks a little fierce, but he's not a bad person, right, Ming Teng?"

Ming Teng's expression changed, and he put on a well-behaved and understanding smile.

He looked at Axue and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm a cold-hearted person and didn't mean to offend the fairy."

"I will definitely change my bad habits and serve Master well together with the fairy."

Slightly.

Axue almost vomited the elixir she had taken in the morning.

The taste of dead green tea is even stronger than the Longjing tea from Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Axue left with the dirty clothes.

Fu Yu picked up the bottle of elixir on the table and was about to go out.

"Master."

Ming Teng coughed lightly a few times.

The sound of the cough was blocked by the palm of the hand, and there was a dull, fragile and humble feeling.

"I'm going to find Ningguang. You should rest well."

"Master..."

Ming Teng propped himself up and got out of bed, "Master, why did you go to look for that... Senior Brother..."

"If Master is in urgent need, I can help him deal with it."

"I was the only one who cleaned up the mess just now. Don't worry, if Master blames me, I will take all the blame and say it was all my fault."

"After all, Master is also venting his anger for his disciple. I promise that I will not bring any harm to Master..."

"Ming Teng."

Fu Yujing interrupted Ming Teng's increasingly rapid speech.

"Ming Teng, stop hurting yourself."

"Ningguang was once my apprentice, and I know his skills best."

"I can tell if he did it at a glance."

Fu Yu pointed at Ming Teng's wound without changing his expression. His cold look was completely different from the smile he had on when he defended him in front of Axue just now.

Those clear eyes saw through Ming Teng's trick the moment they saw his wound.

Ming Teng was still putting on a poor performance, thinking he could get away with it.

Ming Teng's face suddenly turned red.

Not ashamed, embarrassed, or nervous.

But excited, thrilled, and morbid.