The days became warmer day by day, and Zixi's body became heavier and heavier as he reached the back. Chu Chen did not dare to leave him all day long.

I took off my spring outfit and changed into a light skirt. It was the end of May in a blink of an eye.

Qin Shang is here.

After not seeing each other for several months, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Zixi felt that Qin Shang’s aura seemed to have changed a little again.

"You came by yourself?" Zixi sat in the pavilion outside Yonghua Palace, looking at the man with his eyebrows and eyes becoming more peaceful, "Where is the imperial cult?"

"The Lord of the Pavilion is in the villa in the suburbs." Qin Shang took the tea handed over by Qiu Yan, thanked him politely, looked up at Zixi, "Master, please let me say hello to you first."

Qin Shang said, and took out a letter from his sleeve: "This is what the master asked me to give to you."

Zixi's eyebrows moved slightly, opened the letter and looked at it, frowned slightly: "Has he chosen my daughter's name?"

Qin Shang was slightly surprised when he heard this, then shook his head: "I didn't read the letter, I don't know what the master wrote."

"Imperial Xiu helped our daughter name?" Chu Chen came over and looked at it, and said in dissatisfaction, "Can we choose our daughter's name myself? Do we need him to do anything?"

Zixi didn't say anything, and read the letter silently and folded it carefully.

His eyes raised slightly, and his eyes fell on Qin Shang's face: "Are you okay in the past few months?"

Qin Shang nodded: "Yeah, it's okay."

Really okay?

Zixi's eyes were filled with doubt, "Why do I think you don't seem to be very good?"

Qin Shang picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and looked at Zixi silently: "I made a mistake last month, and I almost separated you from Yin and Yang."

Zixi was shocked and had no time to pay attention to whether the word "yin and yang are separated" is suitable for use here, and frowned and said, "What happened?"

If you make a mistake, you won’t let the Emperor Cult kill him.

"Last month, my master told me to come to Lingguo in April. Because I have been practicing a set of swordsmanship on the mountain in the past few months and have reached the fourth level. I originally planned to finish the entire fourth level before April..." Qin Shang lowered his eyes and his tone was a little low. "At the end of the month, I was a little anxious and confused. I didn't see the flaws of swordsmanship clearly, and as a result... I almost got into a devil."

Chu Chen was surprised when he heard this, and then frowned: "The most important thing to do when practicing martial arts is to be impatient and not devoted. You are joking about your life."

Qin Shang supported his chin and turned to look outside the pavilion, looking slightly stunned.

It was indeed a joke about his life, which made his master thunderous.

In the past seven years, Qin Shang had never seen his master get so angry, and he still has lingering fears.

Even though he has been in the pain of whipping and caning again and again, his master will always look calm and innocent.

When did you get out of control of your emotions?

But this time, Qin Shang forced his master out of control - at that moment, he really thought his master would beat him to death.

However.

However... Qin Shang would rather his master beat him to death than see his master vent his out-of-control anger on himself.

But his will cannot decide anything.

It has been almost two months since the incident, but every time I think about it, Qin Shang still feels cold in his heart, and his whole body is as cold as if he is soaked in ice.

There was silence in the pavilion.

Zixi and Chu Chen looked at each other, and both of them were quiet, and no one asked again.

Judging from Qin Shang's reaction, things seemed to be a bit serious.
Chapter completed!