Chapter 64 A family in chaos.
Jiang Zhaoyue sat opposite him and watched for a long time until he finished embroidering the first little fox.
Lin Bozhou put down his needlework for a moment, placed the little fox in front of her, and asked her, "Take a look. Do you like it like this?"
Jiang Zhaoyue glanced down and praised it as usual: "It looks good, I like it."
"Our little treasure is so easy to raise."
Her overly obedient tone made Lin Bozhou unable to help but rub her hair. He sighed, "You like everything Master does. I remember back then, the Sixth Elder's son was despised and abandoned by everyone, but our Xiaobao never complained about Master's poor performance."
"Because Master is very good."
She had a bright smile and a sweet tone.
In terms of emotional value, the system thinks that there is a reason why Lin Bozhou likes her. Who doesn’t like to be praised by a sweet little cake every day?
Although its host is not a cupcake at all.
As expected, Lin Bozhou's expression was even more moving. He seemed to want to hold her in his arms and kiss her, but when he was halfway through, he remembered something and stopped abruptly.
He coughed lightly and sighed from the bottom of his heart as if to cover up his feelings:
"Anyway, our Teruyue is the best behaved one."
After praising his disciple, he quickly lowered his eyes and continued to embroider the little fox.
He was very skilled at the delicate needlework and quickly embroidered another little fox. He also embroidered some decorative patterns on the edges of the sleeves. Only after the whole dress was embroidered did Lin Bozhou bite off the thread and finish it.
During this time, Jiang Zhaoyue lay quietly opposite him and watched him until he finished making the clothes.
Lin Bozhou unfolded the fabric and said to her, "Try it on and see if it fits."
"It fits."
Jiang Zhaoyue answered him before even trying the clothes on, but the clothes really did fit her.
Lin Bozhou made another set of clothes for her according to the size and style. It was already afternoon when he finished making two sets of clothes.
The sun was setting, and he had just helped Jiang Zhaoyue put away the clothes he had prepared when he heard the second elder coming to report.
The Second Elder's expression was somewhat indescribable. He said with a stiff upper lip, "Master, Master Qi Ling and his disciples are here to see you. We wish to see..."
His gaze lingered on Jiang Zhaoyue, and he didn't finish the rest of his words.
Lin Bozhou had just begun to embroider calmly, but when she suddenly heard the name, she felt her irritation rise again.
He was annoyed: "Is Fu Lanting sick? What are you doing here again? And you brought his apprentice with you. What? Do you still want to be a master and apprentice together?"
However, after listening to what I said yesterday, I didn't come to the courtyard directly, but paid a visit according to normal etiquette.
Even so, Lin Bozhou still felt bored.
Without a second thought, he waved his hand and said, "No, tell him and his disciples to get out."
The second elder looked embarrassed.
"I told him you didn't want to see him and asked him to go back, but he said if you didn't see him, he would just barge in."
Fu Lanting's original words actually meant that he came to see Jiang Zhaoyue and did not need Lin Bozhou's consent, and the visit was just a courtesy.
The second elder didn't dare to say it directly, so he was a little more tactful.
Lin Bozhou laughed in anger: "Alright, you're still threatening me? If he has the guts, just come and break in. This is the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, my territory. So what if he has unparalleled fighting power? Let him break in!"
The second elder felt that something was wrong and quickly exchanged glances with Jiang Zhaoyue, hoping that she would persuade him.
No matter what, if the two sects are on good terms and the two masters really start fighting, wouldn't it be a big deal from the outside world's perspective?
Jiang Zhaoyue caught his gaze and pulled on his master's sleeve, saying softly, "Master, don't be angry. No matter what, we must not lose the courtesy of hospitality. Besides, Uncle Master is thinking about you too. If outsiders see this, it will lead to unwarranted speculation."
Her words carried much more weight with Lin Bozhou. Although he still didn't want to see Fu Lanting's face, after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "Forget it, let him get in."
The second elder was as if pardoned. He gave Jiang Zhaoyue a look of praise and left at the speed of light.
Soon, Jiang Zhaoyue saw Fu Lanting and Jiang Qiying who were traveling with him.
But my uncle's face didn't look very good either.
Jiang Qiying was the same as always, with a calmness in his dark eyes, and only showed a warm smile when he saw her.
He bowed and saluted: "Greetings to Master Yun Miao."
Lin Bozhou was too lazy to even respond to him.
Fortunately, Jiang Qiying didn't care and just saluted. He then fixed his gaze on Jiang Zhaoyue.
The voice was a little low, with a hint of longing.
"Junior sister."
Jiang Zhaoyue also smiled and called him softly, "Senior Brother Jiang."
It's a pity that no one present could appreciate such a harmonious look.
Lin Bozhou already disliked Jiang Zhaoyue because she had once admired him, and now that something like this had happened, it was even more annoying.
He immediately pulled his disciple behind him, his eyes becoming more cautious, like an old father who was always worried about his daughter being deceived by bad people. He said in a cold voice: "Who is your junior sister? Don't shout nonsense."
Finally, he said to Fu Lanting, "You are a good disciple, but I warn you, if he seduces my Zhaoyue again, don't blame me for being rude."
Fu Lanting's face also looked a little cold for some reason. He glanced at Jiang Qiying and said in a emotionless voice, "Whatever you want."
"Don't give me that look."
Lin Bozhou's expression grew uglier.
"If it weren't for you, the master, being a crooked leader, how could your disciple follow your example? Why are you pretending to be indifferent now?"
Fu Lanting did not retaliate. Although his face was a little cold, his voice was still calm.
He looked at Jiang Zhaoyue behind him: "I said, whatever you want, I'm not here to look for you."
"you……"
Before Lin Bozhou could finish his words, Jiang Qiying in front of him suddenly spoke again.
He bowed with his eyes downcast, his voice calm, yet a hint of darkness lingered within the calm.
"I would like to ask the Master for permission to form a bond with my junior sister."
"What are you daydreaming about?"
"Junior sister and I have formed a bond, so my master will naturally not bother her anymore."
He raised his head, not even caring that his master was right beside him.
Jiang Qiying's lips curved into a slight smile, and the depth in his eyes was tinged with darkness.
"Isn't this what the headmaster is worried about? You need someone who can be controlled, who is worthy of my junior sister, and who can also restrain my master. I am the best candidate."
Lin Bozhou paused for a moment before reprimanding, his eyes flickering slightly.
To some extent, Jiang Qiying is indeed the best candidate, and most importantly, Jiang Zhaoyue also likes him.
But this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment, and Lin Bozhou sneered without hesitation: "You are as shameless as your master. You want to marry my Zhaoyue? Are you worthy?"
Even if he is the right candidate, even if he is a good choice, it is just a choice. He is thinking too well.
In Lin Bozhou's eyes, his disciple is the best person in the world, and Jiang Qiying is not worthy of him.
The master didn't think his thoughts were biased at all. After scolding Jiang Qiying, he scolded Fu Lanting: "Before I lose my temper, take your whimsical disciple and get out. You are dreaming if you want to seduce my Zhaoyue."
Fu Lanting frowned slightly and glanced coldly at his disciple.
His voice was a little cold. "You went to so much trouble to come with me, just to say this? Jiang Qiying, when did I ever teach you to be so secretive?"
Jiang Qiying had just been rejected by Lin Bozhou, but she was not angry at the moment. When she heard him speak, she could even answer calmly.
The curve of his lips did not fade, but turned into a coldness mixed with sarcasm.
"Master, haven't you ever heard of the saying 'the disciple surpasses the master'? If not, how can I compete with a powerful and superior being like you?"
"The disciple surpasses the master?" Fu Lanting sneered and stopped looking at him. There was only a hint of contempt in his expression. "You should be thankful that you are still my disciple."
"I'd rather not."
A gloomy look flickered in Jiang Qiying's eyes, and within that coldness, there was a hint of self-mockery. "If I weren't your disciple, how could you have the opportunity to steal my love? Master, in the final analysis, you're not cruel enough. If you had just killed me, nothing would have happened today."
"alright."
Lin Bozhou looked a little impatient. He had no intention of listening to the drama of the master and disciple falling out. He just said again: "If you want to act out, go back to your Qiling Immortal Sect. My Zhaoyue won't choose any of you. Get lost."
When he said this, the disciple behind him pulled his clothes.
Turning around, he saw Jiang Zhaoyue looking at him obediently, and said in a somewhat coquettish tone, "Master, please leave your uncle and brother behind."
"What are they left for?"
Lin Bozhou subconsciously frowned, a trace of worry on his face. He said earnestly, "Xiaobao, the most taboo in cultivation is being soft-hearted. Don't be fooled by their pitiful appearances; they are all acting. Men are the best at deceiving others. You must learn to say no."
"no."
Jiang Zhaoyue's cheeks flushed slightly, and she tugged at the corner of his clothes again, seeming a little embarrassed, and whispered a few words in his ear.
Lin Bozhou's originally serious face gradually became stunned, and then from stunned to somewhat collapsed.
He opened his mouth, glanced at Fu Lanting and Jiang Qiying, his face slightly bitter, and whispered to his disciples: "Is it really necessary?"
Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes were clear, the simplest and purest kind. She nodded, and a soft smile appeared on her slightly red cheeks, and she was a little coquettish.
"I want to see it."
Lin Bozhou wanted to refuse a thousand times.
But he could never refuse Jiang Zhaoyue's request, especially when his disciple said it with a red face and an earnest look in his eyes.
His heart burned, and he opened and closed his lips for a long time, but he couldn't say no. He could only grit his teeth, glared at the two men in front of him, and said hatefully, "Shameless behavior!"
But after cursing, he didn't ask anyone to leave.
The master pursed his lips, turned away, and hated silently.
Jiang Zhaoyue coaxed him before looking at the other two men.
She first helped Jiang Qiying up from the ground and spoke softly, "Brother, haven't you had any rest in the past two days? You look a little thinner."
Jiang Qiying held her arm, his eyes fixed on her face uncontrollably. The deep darkness in his eyes faded away for a moment, and a hint of bitterness appeared on his originally calm face.
Even his voice became very soft: "Junior sister, I seem to be getting farther and farther away from you."
"But I am right in front of my senior brother now."
Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes swept over his eyebrows and smiled as gently as before, "Brother, if you have any problems next time, just message me directly. No matter what the future holds, we will still be friends."
She is definitely one of the few people who is gentle to Jiang Qiying, except for Lin Bozhou.
Jiang Qiying tightened his grip on her arm, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just gave her the same gentle smile, which was her favorite look.
That little bit of tenderness was like a stretched kite string, sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes intoxicating, sometimes so ruthless.
Sometimes he was glad that he was still the special one in her heart, but sometimes he couldn't help but have dark thoughts, hating the shackles that locked him for being too strong, so that he always followed the rules and dared not step out of line.
All kinds of complicated thoughts came together, but in the end he could only remain silent.
And in the silence, Fu Lanting's voice sounded in his ears.
Not so cold, not so calm, not so determined.
He looked at the two people standing opposite each other, a hint of powerlessness in his eyes.
"Toshiyue."
His voice seemed like a reminder, reminding Jiang Zhaoyue to shift her gaze from Jiang Qiying to him.
But no matter what, that hint of powerlessness and bitterness could not fade away from his eyes.
He seemed to be in control of everything, but in reality he never won.
So at this moment, he could only call her like this.
Looking at her standing with his disciple, they matched perfectly, like a perfect couple, her smile gentle and intimate. No one else could understand this feeling except himself.
The darkness in Jiang Qiying's heart was caused by him. He hated him for stealing her love and hated him for taking away Jiang Zhaoyue, but when he looked at Jiang Qiying at this moment, he felt the same way.
After all... she still likes Jiang Qiying.
Those teasing words, those sweet nothings said when they were intimate, those nonchalant statements when they were infatuated, were all just poison wrapped in sugar.
Lies will always be replaced by the truth one day.
Fu Lanting has seen the cruel truth, even though he would rather be deceived by lies.
But she didn't even want to lie to him again.
His heart and eyes were filled with bitterness as he saw the woman let go of the hand of the person next to her and walk up to him.
It was a gentle and calm look, and the same tone as always.
The smile on Jiang Zhaoyue's face was just right, the arc so perfect that it lacked any emotion.
She said, "Uncle Master, I have already made an agreement with Master. Uncle Master, please stay for a few days before leaving."
As she said this, her eyes naturally moved downwards, lingered for a moment on the place that most interested her, and then returned to his face.
Even though there was no ambiguity or provocation in her eyes, Fu Lanting knew what she was trying to say.
The feeling of powerlessness in his heart became even stronger.
Apart from those lustful feelings, how much sincerity does she still have towards him?
The sad thing is that he should even be thankful that he still has something to keep her.
Fu Lanting lowered his eyes, and a slight curve appeared on his lips. There was no smile, just a simple curve. He said, "Okay."
Perhaps sensing his emotions, Jiang Zhaoyue asked him with a slight smile, her voice not resentful but rather calm: "Master, are you blaming me?"
Fu Lanting still had his eyes downcast. He did not answer the question, but spoke in a low, very light tone.
"Besides those...infatuations, there's something else between us, right?"
"certainly."
Jiang Zhaoyue still answered him in the same way, with the smile in her eyes unchanged, just like every time she coaxed him to do something.
The softer her tone, the gentler her expression, the calmer her words.
"I like my uncle, too."
Fu Lanting was no longer happy about these words, but he still curled his lips, as if to put away all the bad emotions. He looked up at Jiang Zhaoyue, and his expression was familiar to her.
"Alright, you have to protect your uncle these few days, otherwise your master will beat me."
Lin Bozhou, who was standing with his back to him and hating him secretly, turned around to look at him, sneered, and turned away again, not wanting to watch.
Fu Lanting didn't care. It was just a casual remark to divert his emotions.
When Jiang Zhaoyue wanted to say something to him, his attention was attracted by Jiang Qiying who walked towards him.
He didn't look at his master, but lowered his eyes slightly and said softly, "Junior sister, can I stay?"
"Of course."
Jiang Zhaoyue turned and spoke to him: "Yun Miao and Qi Ling are already good friends, so there's no need to be too restrained, Senior Brother."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Lanting asked again: "Where is Xiaobao's residence?"
The one who answered him was Lin Bozhou.
Master sneered and said, "Xiaobao, live with me. Fu Lanting, it's true that you are unparalleled in combat power. If you have the guts, sneak in and sleep by the bed tonight. I want to see if you really have no shame at all."
Fu Lanting was not provoked by his words, but just frowned slightly and spoke in a calmer tone.
"Xiaobao is no longer a child, how can he still live with you?"
"So what?"
Lin Bozhou's tone was full of innuendo and pointed criticism: "With a master and apprentice like you around, of course I have to be on guard at all times. Besides, you can even lay hands on the younger generation you watched grow up. What's wrong with me living with Xiaobao? Xiaobao lived with me when he was a child. I am the person closest to Xiaobao, understand?"
Fu Lanting didn't want to argue with him about this, but he still disagreed a little.
"If you want to do this for her own good, you should know the difference between men and women."
"You have the nerve to tell me this?"
The headmaster had no expression on his face, and just kept talking: "I like Xiaobao, do you like Xiaobao too?"
"I……"
Lin Bozhou's voice suddenly stopped.
Perhaps he remembered some embarrassing emotions last night, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal.
"I raised Xiaobao. I don't have the same beastly thoughts as you. I have a clear conscience. You don't have to provoke me here. I said, if you have the guts, you can climb onto my bed tonight and sleep there. Otherwise, forget it."
Fu Lanting finally fell silent for a moment, then he looked at Lin Bozhou: "Okay."
"What's good about you..."
A mouthful of swear words almost burst out.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lin Bozhou still remembered that his disciples were here, and he barely stopped cursing.
He calmed down a little, looked at Fu Lanting, and then glanced at Jiang Qiying.
"Letting you stay here for a few days is already my limit. Don't challenge my patience."
In fact, the reason these two people stayed behind was just because Jiang Zhaoyue told him that he wanted to "have some fun".
In her words, cultivation is boring and you need something you like to spice things up occasionally.
Although Lin Bozhou was very reluctant to let them defile his disciples, he could not refuse her request, so he reluctantly agreed. Even now he felt a little regretful.
Jiang Qiying didn't force it. He bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Master, for allowing me to stay."
Lin Bozhou glanced at him, and although he still disliked him, he deliberately said to Fu Lanting: "It seems that I like you as a disciple more."
But just as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Qiying's gaze shift to Jiang Zhaoyue. The feeling of brokenness and fragility in him suddenly intensified, and his lowered eyes seemed to be wet with tears. He gently opened his lips and said, "The gift from last time... Junior Sister hasn't let me wear it yet."
Lin Bozhou's eyes twitched suddenly. Although he didn't know what the gift he was talking about was, he instinctively felt that it was not a good thing based on his behavior.
Before he could speak, he heard Jiang Zhaoyue's soft voice: "I can't bear to hurt you, Senior Brother. Do you really want to wear it?"
"What are you wearing?"
Lin Bozhou frowned and asked, then saw Fu Lanting put his hand on his chest with an expressionless face. His voice was cold: "As expected, I am your good disciple."
What else is there to not understand?
Lin Bozhou's brows suddenly flashed with anger, and he scolded: "You two, master and disciple, are truly shameless."
After that, he comforted Jiang Zhaoyue softly: "Little treasure, be good, we don't play with this kind of things, it's dirty."
Jiang Zhaoyue pursed her lips slightly, her eyes looking innocent.
She gently shook the corner of his sleeve.
"But it looks good, I like it, Master, please don't be angry, okay?"
Lin Bozhou opened his mouth, and a hint of struggle appeared in his eyes.
After a while, he still gritted his teeth and refused: "No, Xiaobao, you have been led astray by them."
Jiang Zhaoyue stopped talking and just looked at him with a pitiful look, with a tiny light in her eyes that seemed to be about to fall.
How could he bear such a pitiful look from his disciple?
Lin Bozhou held his brows tightly, but only lasted less than half a minute before he gave up and said, "That's fine, but you can't let them do anything bad to you, and you can't let them fool you."
"Master is so kind."
She came closer and praised him affectionately, so that Lin Bozhou couldn't feel any resentment.
It had been like this since childhood, and he simply couldn't refuse her requests, no matter how unreasonable they were.
Lin Bozhou often felt that he was not a qualified master. He was too indulgent and could not discipline his disciples to follow the right path in many aspects, but he really could not resist any of her requests.
He sighed with some indescribable emotions, including helplessness, self-blame, and a sigh.
"It's Master's fault after all. Master didn't teach you well. But it doesn't matter. There's still a lot of time. Master will teach you slowly in the future."
"It's not Master's fault." Jiang Zhaoyue leaned close to him obediently, still with a smiling face and a gentle expression like a painting.
She acted coquettishly, "Master, don't think too much. Actually, it's fine the way it is now."
Lin Bozhou just sighed and nodded without saying anything. He touched the top of her head and then looked at the master and disciple in front of him. His expression became cold again.
His tone was very bad. "Let me be clear, you know what you should and shouldn't do. I allowed it because Zhaoyue likes me, but you have to know what you are doing, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
"Also, don't let me see those despicable tricks, Fu Lanting, you know what I mean."
The headmaster didn't look at him, but only at Jiang Zhaoyue. After a while, he smiled lightly and turned his gaze to Lin Bozhou.
"Do you mean you want me to sleep at the head of your bed tonight?"
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