Chapter 93 After School (1) [VIP]
"I understand. I'm very sorry to bother you, sir..." Meng Ying'er seemed to have learned something. The sir was so partial to her. She must have known Qingluo too late. Thinking of this, she smiled lightly as if she was relieved.
"It's clear that you and Qingluo know each other well and will stay together forever. It's not as bad as Qingluo said... I feel relieved now."
The young man standing beside her frowned in confusion, thinking carefully about the word "unbearable" in the girl's words, and was extremely confused about what she had said to girl Meng.
"What did she...say?" He hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously.
Meng Ying'er, who rarely saw her master panic, tried her best to hide her smile, suppressing it and saying no more, "Master, just ask her yourself. If I tell you, it will seem like I'm trying to stir things up, and Qingluo will really hold a grudge against me."
The girl's laughter was a complete violation of the class rules. Qu Hanjin cleared his throat, coughed, pointed at the strings, and was about to leave: "If you practice the music for a few more days, you will definitely improve a lot."
Meng Ying'er looked at the master as he was about to leave, her face showing reluctance. Frowning, she suddenly asked, "Sir, may I ask, who is stronger, me or the young lady from the Xu family?"
"What do you think?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the girl.
"Of course I'm stronger!"
He blurted out his words, his anger towards Miss Xu still lingering. Meng Ying'er stole a glance at him, and instantly lost her confidence: "If you're still not good enough... I'll practice harder."
Qu Hanjin pondered for a few moments, finally said something in a low voice, and went to listen to the piano playing at the next table as if nothing had happened.
"Your intuition is right. You are better."
These words made Meng's eyes light up, and a look of joy appeared on her brows.
Fearing that the students around her might notice something strange, she suppressed her joy. The girl stood up straight and seriously as she continued to practice the piano.
Although the winter day at noon is bright, the cold wind is still biting and icy. In such a bleak winter, it should be snowing.
Soon after the piano lesson ended, smoke began to rise from the kitchen in the courtyard. The smoke slowly swirled upwards, as if it was about to merge with the clouds above.
Returning to the Yu Mansion from the outskirts of the city, Chu Qingluo went straight back to the side courtyard. Seeing that the master had already prepared a table full of dishes, he leisurely put down his sword, sat down obediently at the dining table, and was about to use his chopsticks.
The young master smiled faintly and gently moved the dish, wanting her to taste a few: "I tried a few new dishes, I wonder if Qingluo will like them."
"I generally like everything that the gentleman makes..."
She paused for a moment, her eyes darkening as she stared intently at the jade dish brought to her. After a moment, she asked, "Coriander?"
Qu Hanjin nodded lightly, indicating that she could eat more. "Coriander is warm in nature, can invigorate the spleen and stomach, help digestion and stimulate appetite. It is a rare good medicine, and also a good dish."
God knows that the other dishes can be negotiated, but coriander is absolutely not allowed. She was suddenly in a dilemma and pushed the plate away with a fake smile.
"But I haven't liked it since I was a child..." The master still looked at her suspiciously. Chu Qingluo's smile gradually faded, and she curled her lips and whispered, "Even though it was made by the master, I can't taste it."
She suddenly arched her eyebrows and, ignoring his serious expression, leisurely began to eat the chicken leg: "This dish of coriander is for you, sir. I want this chicken leg!"
The fierce look of Shu Se in front of him was still lingering in his heart. He tilted his head slightly and looked at her gnawing on the chicken leg without any manners. She seemed to be really hungry after running around for half a day.
This look is completely different from when she was holding a sword...
Qu Han seemed to be amused unintentionally, and the solemn expression on his face was replaced by a faint smile. He couldn't get angry no matter what.
"Hmm! It's been a long time since I tasted such delicious chicken drumsticks. And it can only be made by you, sir." With a look of great satisfaction, she gently shook the chicken drumstick in her hand and asked vaguely while tasting it, "Why don't you ask me about the training grounds, sir?"
Hearing this, the young master remained indifferent. He also started to eat and drink, and then asked, "Why didn't Qingluo ask me about the class?"
"Piano lessons are all the same, what's there to ask..."
Chu Qingluo frowned slightly, then relaxed her brows, and humbly followed Mr.'s words and asked, "So, what interesting things did you encounter in the palace today?"
"Meng Ying'er came to see me." He slowly told her what he had heard and looked at her calmly.
"What is that girl doing with the master..." She hesitated slightly, then took another bite, mumbling softly, "Could it be that she's here to play a prank on the master, just like me?"
Qu Hanjin smiled helplessly and whispered what the girl was thinking: "You smashed Xu Anyao's boudoir and made such a loud noise, she knew everything."
The incident of the bedroom of Xu's legitimate daughter being smashed has become known to everyone in the Siyue Mansion, but no one knows who the culprit is.
No matter how Meng Yatou guessed, it was just a guess...
After a pause, she ate her lunch again, replying perfunctorily, "I just saw that Miss Xu was bullying the weak and taking advantage of her power, so I decided to enforce justice for her."
"Qingluo is so disgusted..." He lowered his eyes knowingly, as if wanting to help her vent her anger, and suddenly said, "Tomorrow, I will make things difficult for you."
, to teach Xu Anyao a lesson for her?
She is a petty person who will never let go of any grudge. I am afraid I won't dare to offend her and her husband again.
Chu Qingluo ate the chicken leg with a smile on his face, "You look serious, but you always take revenge for personal gain. Aren't you afraid of arousing public anger?
She stretched out her body comfortably, relaxing her muscles for a moment, and wanted to take a nap while she had some free time.
Unexpectedly, there was a loud commotion outside the side courtyard. Judging from the loud voice, it should be Mu Wanxian, who was inseparable from Song Yan. She followed the sound and walked out of the elegant hall, and saw the girl waving at her.
"Miss Chu! Are you free now?" Mu Wanxian looked inside with a happy smile, as if she had really come to invite her.
Fu Guang was guarding the gate. Seeing the scene, he said displeasedly, "Master and Miss Chu are having lunch. How could Miss Mu not know the etiquette?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the two figures walking out. Fu Guang quickly shut up, stepped aside, and didn't dare to say anything else.
With a glimmer in her eyes, Mu Wanxian gave a flattering smile and softly invited, "Song Yan happened to find a small and exquisite bow, which can be used for women's entertainment. I want to invite Miss Chu to have fun with us."
Ever since the incident of the boudoir being maliciously ransacked in the pavilion, the girls in the mansion no longer dared to get close to Xu Anyao, for fear that they would also be slandered and framed.
In order to avoid trouble, everyone tried to protect themselves.
She knew that these women intentionally invited her to have fun with them, and that they were trying to get close to her, but she thought it wouldn't be bad to go out and have fun with them a few times.
But, this bow and arrow shooting...
"Archery?" Chu Qingluo thought for a moment, then shook her head in embarrassment, rejecting the idea simply because she was too unskilled at it. "I've never used a bow before, and I know nothing about it... I'd better not join in the fun."
"I'll go with Qingluo."
As she finished speaking, a clear voice sounded beside her. She looked back in surprise and saw that the young man was standing there calmly.
"Sir?" She called out uncertainly, feeling that he was acting strangely, actually wanting to compete in archery...
A slight sense of awe spread throughout his body. Qu Hanjinyun waved his sleeves, showing interest in this move: "Fuguang, go and get the longbow that Master has."
I never thought that the master could actually draw a bow and shoot an arrow...
Chu Qingluo was half-believing and half-doubting, truly unsure of what other abilities the master possessed. "I never thought Mr. Qu, who could bring peace to the world with his pen... could also possess this ability?"
He then took the longbow from Fu Guang and replied calmly, his words as gentle as the breeze: "You must have some self-defense skills. Becoming a burden to your wife in the future is definitely not what I want."
Even though he had the skills to defend himself, he was still robbed by bandits...
She murmured to herself and was about to reply when Miss Mu anxiously pulled her to a corner.
Mu Wanxian stole a glance at the clear figure, anxious and asked in a low voice: "Qingluo, how can we have fun with the master here..."
"It's okay, I'll be there to block it." Chu Qingluo smiled as his eyes met hers. "You don't have to treat him as a teacher after class."
From then on, it was difficult to refuse.
Mu Wanxian walked to the stone path deep in the garden with her head slightly lowered. There were several kites flying in the sky, as if the winner could be determined by counting the kites.
She had originally wanted to wait and play with Miss Chu, so she could use this opportunity to curry favor with her, but unexpectedly, Mr. Qu also came along. Song Yan sensed something was wrong and quickly lowered her voice to ask, "I asked you to call Qingluo, why did you call Mr. Qu as well?"
"It was the master... who insisted on coming." Mu Wanxian blinked, certain that it was not her intention.
A few steps away, the lonely, chilly figure spoke to the group casually, "Since it's after school, there's no distinction between teacher and student. I just happen to have some free time, so I can enjoy it with you all."
Mu Wanxian decided to wait and see what would happen, and calmly told the person in front of her not to worry anymore: "Besides, no matter what happens, Miss Chu will take care of it. Why are you afraid of the master?"
Still feeling strange, Song Yan couldn't help but steal a glance at the teacher, still worried, "I've been scolded so many times in the Qin Hall... I feel worried when I see the teacher, and I always feel like I've made a mistake."
Several women not far away were having fun and suddenly waved over here, as if it was Miss Chu's turn to shoot the arrow.
"Qingluo, it's your turn." The two of them looked at her again and again, curious about how skilled Miss Chu was.
Unexpectedly, before he could see clearly, the arrow had already been shot.
A kite flew overhead, and the sharp arrow seemed to have landed on the tree trunk below...
Song Yan stared at it, wanting to speak but stopping herself. After a while, she spoke: "This Miss Chu actually shot the arrow into the tree, which is too far away from the kite..."
She always felt that Miss Chu was hiding her edge and was just being low-key. Mu Wanxian shook her head and thought, "It seems to me that she deliberately missed the target."
The rules of archery are to work in pairs, so Miss Chu was naturally grouped with the gentleman.
But...but that arrow missed, sir, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get it back.
Song Yan pondered over it and felt that the master had no chance of winning: "Although the kite I shot down was a combination of ours, you can't win two people's points by yourself..."
"Sir, you can," Mu Wanxian stared in astonishment and pointed hurriedly in the air, "Look!"
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