After the original owner chose Sang Yan, she transmigrated into this world. On one hand, she didn't want to have contact with the opposite sex, and on the other hand, she knew at first glance that Sang Yan was the male lead and that she was meant to remain chaste for the female lead.
So I subconsciously resisted contact with him and became more perfunctory in my teaching of him.
Later, seeing how diligent the young male protagonist was, I realized the fault wasn't his, but mine. He tried so hard to make me happy; how could I bear to hurt such a lovable young man?
After that, Wan Ge was willing to teach him more earnestly, treating him like her own child. She was willing to spend time with him and would occasionally bring him something to coax him.
It wasn't until the boy turned sixteen that Wan Ge realized it was time for her to distance herself from him. For the next few decades, Wan Ge guided him from the sidelines, but not by getting closer to him and offering guidance as she had when he was a child.
"No, you're my apprentice, how could I possibly abandon you? Don't overthink it. Besides, I've never even considered abandoning you." After saying that, Wan Ge left.
Sang Yan watched her disappearing figure, still standing in the same spot. A long time passed before Sang Yan returned to her own chambers.
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With the bright moon hanging high in the sky, Wan Ge drank a small cup of wine and felt extremely sleepy, so she went to bed, unaware that someone had entered her bedroom directly.
Sang Yan stood beside her, looking at her peaceful sleeping face with a gloomy expression. His fingertips landed on the mark between Wan Ge's eyebrows before finally touching her lips.
With just a gentle rub, her originally rosy lips became so vivid they looked as if they could bleed.
"Master, please don't like anyone else, okay? Please don't marry your uncle, okay? I don't want to lose you, I can't lose you." As Sang Yan spoke, he lay down beside her and held her in his arms.
The air around me is filled with the fragrance of those around me, and with my eyes closed, I can feel the warmth of my master even more vividly.
When he first underwent the tribulation of lightning, he was severely frightened, so he would be especially afraid whenever he heard thunder. However, his master would gently hold him in his arms and cover his ears to cast a spell so that he could not hear the thunder.
But after he grew up, his master never did such a thing again, but he would still stay by his side and gently comfort him so that he wouldn't be afraid.
How could he possibly give such a wonderful master, who saved his entire life, to someone else?
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When Wan Ge woke up in the morning, she felt particularly comfortable after a good night's sleep, and all the smell of alcohol on her body had dissipated.
Immortals don't need to bathe frequently, but Wan Ge still chose to take a bath.
She had just changed her clothes and sat in front of the mirror to comb her hair when someone picked up a comb and tied her hair up for her.
Just as she finished tying her hair up halfway, an angry voice rang in her ear: "What are you doing!"
At the same time, a powerful sword aura rushed in, and the blue-glowing sword pierced directly into Sang Yan's body.
Wan Ge flicked her sleeve, and the blue sword fell to the ground. She immediately steadied her little apprentice, asking, "Xing Chen! What are you doing?"
Sang Yan's face was pale, and he covered his wound with his hand, but blood continued to flow from between his fingers. "Master, it hurts so much..."
Wan Ge hurriedly treated the patient, not even sparing Xing Chen a second glance.
Sang Yan is currently only in the body of an immortal, while Xing Chen has long since ascended to become a god and a divine lord. Although it was just a single sword strike, it was still something that Sang Yan could not withstand.
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