The next moment.

The Imperial Master moved closer.

Her dark eyes touched the hosta in Miss Shen's hand.

The voice was cold.

"Shen Tang, who asked you to accept other people's hostas?"

Miss Shen was just about to eat cakes when she suddenly heard the Imperial Master's words and immediately stuffed the hosta back to Yan Qing.

I felt guilty for no reason, as if I had been caught cheating.

Yan Qing saw the appearance of the imperial master and instantly understood that this was Miss Shen's master.

The Imperial Master did not notice how similar Yan Qing was to him.

The next moment.

Yan Qing took the initiative to bring it up.

"Miss Shen, didn't we agree to go to the boat to admire the moon? How about we go now?"

The Imperial Master raised his hand that was not carrying the pastry bag and tightly grasped Miss Shen's thin wrist.

There was suppressed anger in his eyes.

"Who asked you to casually agree to an invitation from a strange man?"

It's because the system releases tasks.

Miss Shen thought silently in her heart.

Yan Qing turned his eyes slightly and spoke in a gentle tone.

"If this girl's master is worried, we can go to the boat together. There are many friends of mine on the boat. My name is Yan Qing. I just want to get to know Miss Shen better."

Inexplicably feeling that there was something strange about Yan Qing's words, Miss Shen frowned slightly.

The Imperial Master's heart was filled with panic, restlessness and restlessness.

Suddenly hearing Yan Qing's voice, I wanted to refuse on Shen Tang's behalf.

suddenly.

The Imperial Master recalled that not long ago, he thought he had ruined the first meeting between his apprentice and Yan Qing, but he still failed.

If Yan Qing deliberately sabotages Yan Qing's invitation to become a disciple, will other changes occur and make him feel even worse?

The apprentice would not think that he ignored her opinion and refused for her.

Think about these.

The Imperial Master's beautiful eyes concealed his anger and stared coldly at Yan Qing.

"As a master, I naturally have to accompany my apprentice to prevent him from being harmed by someone with malicious intentions."

Miss Shen wanted to say that she knew martial arts and would not be harmed.

Suddenly.

The national master lifted the pastry and placed it in Miss Shen's hand.

"Eat pastries."

Half a moment.

On the painted boat.

The Imperial Master stared at Yan Qing as he presented Shen Tang with various delicacies.

Lips parted, tone sarcastic.

"The disciple is willing to eat the food given by someone with ulterior motives. It's really stupid."

Miss Shen and Yan Qing, as well as Yan Qing's friends present, suddenly fell into a deadlock.

The next moment.

The imperial master raised his chopsticks, picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs that Miss Shen liked, and placed them in front of Miss Shen's lips.

Miss Shen's dark round eyes were slightly startled.

"Stupid apprentice, eat pork ribs."

The Imperial Master spoke in a cold tone, as if he was not feeding people sweet and sour pork ribs, but poison.

Miss Shen suddenly felt a little panicked.

"Master, put the sweet and sour pork ribs in a bowl. I'll eat them later."

The Imperial Master hummed slightly.

Peach Blossom Eyes stared at the silent people around.

Suddenly, the corners of his lips quirked up slightly.

"My apprentice gave me a robe a few days ago. What I am wearing today is exactly what my apprentice gave me. She has always cared about me as a master."

Yan Qing's friends could see that the Imperial Master was obviously not quite right with Shen Tang, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

She didn't understand why the Imperial Master mentioned such words, and Miss Shen was confused.

Yan Qing was slightly confused.

"A disciple cares about his master. Isn't it normal to give him gifts? Why is Mr. Shang showing off?"

Speaking of which.

Yan Qing's eyes were dark, and he always felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The imperial master's eyes were filled with evil, focusing on Yan Qing.

"I'm not showing off. I forgot to ask where Mr. Yan lives, what he does at home, and who his parents are."

Hear the words.

A flash of panic flashed through Yan Qing's eyes.

When he was a child, he was a wild ghost in the mountains. He unexpectedly encountered the Opportunity Spirit Fruit and became a cultivator. He was picked up and raised by his parents surnamed Yan. Later, his parents discovered that his ghost energy was showing up and threw him away.

The Zhou family invited talented people and strangers, and found that he was destined to be his legitimate son, and that he could be raised to the age of dancing like an elephant, and he could exchange one life with his legitimate son, so they adopted him.

Something happened to the legitimate son and he was paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.

The Zhou family had no choice but to train him, but never gave him the surname Zhou.

He couldn't tell anyone these things.

But if he lies today, will Miss Shen realize that she is not an ordinary person one day and will she hate him?

The next moment.

Friend Yan Qing said with a smile.

"Mr. Shang, my Yan Qing was adopted by the Marquis of Zhou. Now the young Marquis suddenly became paralyzed. Now my Yan Qing is the most valued son of the Marquis of Zhou. He might be able to inherit the title in the future."

The Imperial Master's gloomy black eyes suddenly turned into a sneer.

"It looks innocent and harmless, but it's quite capable."

Mr. Zhou Xiaohou has a very bad character. He often bullies men and dominates women. He has a strong body, so how could he suddenly become paralyzed?

Yan Qing is by no means as obedient as he appears.

I wanted to remind my apprentice.

The Imperial Master saw his young apprentice drinking secretly, and he looked obviously drunk.

Yan Qing suddenly heard the Imperial Master's words, and a dangerous cold look filled his eyes.

Thinking of Miss Shen also listening to the voice of the Imperial Master.

Suddenly panicked in his heart, he turned his eyes towards Miss Shen.

Seeing Shen Tang's drunk face and red face, holding a strong drink.

Yan Qing was slightly startled.

Drunk.

Miss Shen's eyes were misty and blurred, and she turned her gaze sideways to focus on Shang Li beside her.

Imperial Master Shang Li's narrow eyes were filled with burning gaze, staring closely at Miss Shen's pretty and blushing face.

"Are you drunk?"

Miss Shen's bright red lips curled up slightly, and she smiled lazily.

The white-skinned hand held the strong drink tightly.

"I'm not drunk, even if I drink a thousand cups, I won't get drunk."

Talking about this.

Miss Shen almost fell down.

The Imperial Master supported Miss Shen to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Black eyes stared at Yan Qing.

She held Miss Shen's red sleeves with her long fingers.
To be continued...