Shang Li lowered his slender eyelashes and had a narrow look in his eyes.

He leaned over and looked at the little girl lying on the desk.

The little girl leaned forward slightly, her beautiful eyes looking up at Shang Li's smiling eyebrows.

Shang Li saw his little apprentice looking at him eagerly, and pinched his little apprentice Shen Tang's fair-skinned face.

"I'll teach you more. What can you pay me for? I don't lack gold, silver and jewels. Besides, you are stupid and stupid. It must be very difficult for you to learn. If I teach you, I will definitely be tired~"

Shen Tang rubbed his little face that was pinched by Shang Li, his dark eyes filled with resentment.

Look through the pages of the book.

"Then accept me as your apprentice. Master turns out to like big idiots."

Shang Li shook his shoulders slightly and laughed softly.

"Yes, Master likes to accept big idiots as his disciples."

Shen Tang closed the book and looked at the master with fierce eyes.

The young master has evil eyes and a bright smile on his lips.

Three hours passed slowly.

The ghost is waiting to carry Shen Tang back home.

Suddenly.

Yin Gui felt someone poking him from behind.

He turned slightly and saw the little girl.

There was a smile in his eyes.

"When you finish studying, I will carry you back."

The little girl's eyes were focused.

"Qin Zisheng, when you sent me back early in the morning last time, it was because no one saw me. Otherwise, they would think that I could fly and they couldn't see you."

Hear the words.

Only then did Yin Gui remember that the last time he sent Shen Tang home, he had become a transparent ghost who could not touch others.

Qin Zisheng frowned slightly.

He bent down and tugged at the hem of Shen Tang's clothes.

"I forgot that you told me that you didn't need me to carry you back home during the day."

Shen Tang's soft white hands gently patted Qin Zisheng's messy black hair.

The ends of Qin Zisheng's thin eyes were slightly bent, and a pair of fox eyes stared blankly for a moment.

Suddenly, a picture flashed through my mind.

The man with a blurry face rubbed the hair of the squatting boy and wrinkled his nose.

It’s the same as what Shen Tang said now.

"My hair is like a bird's nest, so ugly."

The next moment.

Qin Zisheng came to his senses.

Black eyes stared at Shen Tang's smiling face.

"Little devil, my hair is very neat."

Shen Tang raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at Qin Zisheng's long black hair with his beautiful eyes.

"Since it feels neat, I won't comb Master Yingui's hair."

Suddenly.

Qin Zisheng touched his head, his eyes pretending to be deep.

"My lord, after thinking about it, I feel that it is still a little messy and I need a little devil to comb my hair."

A moment.

The little girl took Qin Zisheng to the study room.

The Imperial Master watched Miss Shen Tang helplessly, combing Qin Zisheng's hair bit by bit.

The corners of Qin Zisheng's lips raised, and he caught a glimpse of Imperial Master Shang Li's eyebrows lowered.

"Little devil, I told that boy that I am your adopted brother. From now on, you can call me brother in front of your adopted brother, okay?"

The little girl poked the back of Qin Zisheng's head with a polite smile in her eyes: "What a beautiful thought."

When Yin Gui heard the words Shen Tang, he looked slightly sad.

"Little devil, I've been bullied by you all day, and I'm almost depressed."

Shen Tang tied up her black hair and moved for a moment, her eyes dark.

"I can make you even more depressed. How many times have I told you that I am a human being of flesh and blood, not an evil ghost."

The next moment.

Shen Tang raised his cuffs, as if his snow-white wrists were wrapped with an ancient red hairband.

He took off the hairband and tied it on Qin Zisheng's head.

The ghost Qin Zisheng turned his head, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Little devil, you are so good at combing your hair."

Shen Tang grabbed the sleeves of Qin Zisheng's luxurious robe.

Qin Zisheng stood up, lowered his head, and stared at the little girl.

The little girl stepped on several layers of ancient height-increasing insoles to pretend that she was growing taller.

Wearing a beautiful blue robe, with delicate eyebrows raised and stunning appearance, the young national preceptor looked directly at Shen Tang, who had grown inexplicably taller.

The little girl pinched Qin Zisheng's sleeves and leaned her head slightly against Qin Zisheng's side, her eyes sleepy.

Realizing that the master had been looking at her, the little girl immediately stood up straight.

"Little apprentice, if you want me to teach you Qinggong, it's not impossible, but you must give me a special reward."

Shen Tang's expression was full of distress.

His fair little hands let go of Qin Zisheng's sleeves and ran towards the National Preceptor who was bending over.

The Imperial Master lowered his eyes and grabbed the small bag of preserves wrapped around the little girl's waist.

"Little Shen Tang, leave your preserves to me, and then you can leave. I originally wanted to arrange for someone to take you back to your home secretly, but since you don't want me to take them,"

Suddenly.

The little girl held the wrist of the Imperial Master Shang Li and looked up at the young Imperial Master.

Shang Li looked vertically, and Mo Tong looked into the little girl's expectant eyes.

Shen Tang's eyelashes, as beautiful as long thick feathers, quivered slightly.

"Master, how do you want to send me off? I don't want to walk back."

a long time.

Shen Tang had no smile on his face.

Shang Li said he would arrange someone, but it turned out to be him, holding her collar and flying back to the wall of the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Shen Tang slightly turned his little face, which was stained by the cold wind, and raised his head.

Dark eyes stared at Shang Li.

"Master, aren't you cold?"

Shang Li sat sideways on the tree, overlooking Xiao Shen Tang.

Little Shen Tang was eating candied fruit, while the ghost floating beside him was drinking wine and chanting poems.

The next moment.

Shang Li jumped down from the tree and put down little Shen Tang.

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Return to the boudoir.

Shen Tang fell asleep, and the ghost lay on the ground and fell into a long dream.

The little girl's dream was filled with the contents of the books that the master asked her to recite.

Not yet.

Shen Tang was reciting what he needed to recite, and his eyes were filled with evil spirits.
To be continued...