She used declarative sentences just to test him.
Rong Yun seemed to see through her thoughts and said coldly, "No."
No? Su Luo's eyes were filled with even more doubt.
She clearly felt that when she said those four words in a declarative sentence, the beautiful master's eyebrows were about to fly up.
It can be seen that he was extremely attracted to the woman in the painting.
Yet it is out of reach.
Guessing this, Su Luo looked at the woman in the painting again.
In her opinion, the beautiful master was almost flawless.
In terms of appearance, it is absolutely stunning.
When it comes to alchemy, he is the only grandmaster-level alchemist on the continent today.
In terms of cultivation, it is simply unfathomable.
In terms of status, the ten major forces all rushed to curry favor with him.
As for charm, Fairy Yanxia pursued it hard but could not get it.
So, in her eyes, the beautiful master is definitely the best, but the woman in the painting doesn't want him?
A hint of gossip emerged in Su Luo's heart.
"Master, who is she?" Su Luo asked with curiosity glittering in her eyes.
Rong Yun's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
"You don't need to know." Rong Yun's usual cold tone came back to life.
"Oh." Su Luo dragged out the last word, feeling a little unsatisfied.
Seeing the beautiful master pouring the wine herself, Su Luo came over very servilely, snatched the jade pot, and poured the sake into the amber wine glass.
"Master, since she is not your master's wife, then where is my master's wife?" Su Luo pretended to be a curious baby and asked casually.
"There is no master's wife." Rong Yun's voice was calm.
"Is that so..." Su Luo understood. It turned out that her beautiful master had a crush on the beauty in the painting and never married.
"This feeling can be recalled, but it was already gone at that time. Come, Master, I will offer you a drink." Su Luo poured herself a glass of wine and raised it to invite him.
However, when Su Luo recited that line of poetry, Rong Yun's expression was obviously shocked.
"Who taught you this poem?" Rong Yun's voice suddenly rose.
"Uh..." Su Luo held the wine glass, not knowing how to explain.
Who taught her this? She learned this poem in modern times. Is she telling the truth?
But to be honest, Master obviously won't believe it.
"It seems like it suddenly popped into my mind. I can't explain it clearly." Su Luo opened his mouth and talked nonsense.
Rong Yun frowned and muttered to himself, "This is impossible... Could it be that she has come back?"
"Master, what's wrong? Who has come back?"
"Drink your wine." Rong Yun scolded coldly, but his expression was still immersed in the poem he had just said.
Su Luo was not so calm in her heart.
It was as if a flash of inspiration passed through her mind when she heard Master Rong Yun's few words just now, but it disappeared quickly and she could not catch it no matter how hard she tried.
Seeing that the beautiful master was drunk, Su Luo thought for a moment and finally asked, "Master, you are so powerful, can you help me with a favor?"
"What?" Rong Yun's eyes became brighter after drinking, and the bright stars became his backdrop.
"Master, you know, I'm not Su Zian's biological daughter." Su Luo put down her wine glass, her expression slightly restrained, and she spoke slowly, "So I'd like to ask Master to help me find out my true background."
Nangong Liuyun had investigated before, but every time he reached the critical moment, he would be interrupted by an expert.
This filled her with doubts and made her even more curious.
If her background was simple, then Nangong Liuyun would have no way of finding it out.
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