After killing Xiahou, Ning Que didn't know what to do in the future, or he had no more ambitious goals. Apart from occasionally taking Sangsang to find his twelfth senior brother to treat cold symptoms, Ning Que rarely even went to the academy.

Without too much pursuit, people will become bored, so the master and servant lived by Yanming Lake in boredom. One day, Ning Que wanted to write, so he got up early in the morning and took Sangsang back to Laobizhai.

Because of Sangsang's illness, Ning Que could no longer let her work. When he came to Lao Bizhai, he called two servants. One servant brought tables and chairs under the tree in the backyard, and one servant bought a good pen, ink, paper and ink.

Sangsang ink mill, Ning Que wrote, but in a short while, a few pieces of paper were filled with smooth and wild seals.

Ning Que put his pen and looked at Sangsang. He found that Sangsang was really not young anymore and asked, "Sangsang, how old are you this year?"

Sangsang carefully blew the ink marks on the paper and said, "It should be fifteenth from the time the young master picked me up."

"That's coming soon."

Sang Sang gave Ning Que a glance and said, "This kind of thing needs to be approved by my parents."

After Ning Que returned from the wasteland, because of Ning Que's identity, Princess Li Yu invited Sangsang to a banquet for the wives of the major officials in the court. Zeng Jing's wife couldn't help but see Sangsang, and she felt that Sangsang's eyebrows were somewhat similar to her own men. Afterwards, the wife of Zeng's wife asked the princess about Sangsang's origin. When she returned home, she asked her husband to investigate the matter about her children back then. After all the evidence was complete, she came to Ning Que and Sangsang to recognize her.

Ning Que smiled proudly and said, "With my identity as a young master, and my talent, how could your parents disagree?"

Sangsang was slightly embarrassed. Seeing the ink on the paper dry, he put it away like a slave. He ignored Ning Que and carried the paper to the front shop in front of the old Bizhai. Suddenly, her feet became soft and she fainted on the ground.

Ning Que hurriedly went over to check it out and saw that Sangsang's face was purple and a layer of frost had already appeared on his lips. The coldness was off again. Looking at Sangsang's appearance at this time, it was even more serious than after killing Xiahou.

He didn't care about anything else, so he carried Sangsang and ran towards the academy.

...

In the back mountain of the academy, in front of Ye Qi's residence, because Ning Que's arrival was too loud, many senior brothers and sisters in the back mountain were shocked, and even the eldest brothers who served the master came.

Since killing Xiahou, Sangsang often came to the back mountain. Because of her good food, Sangsang was very sensible and well-behaved, she quickly gained the love of everyone in the back mountain, including her senior brother who has always disliked her because of her identity.

At this time, Ye Qi was expelling the cold symptoms of Sangsang. In order to make Ye Qi more attentive, the few of them could only wait outside the door.

Ning Que walked back and forth at the door, his eyebrows seemed to be twisting together.

Chen Pipi was afraid that he would be too worried, so he stepped forward to comfort him and said, "When the Twelve Senior Brother used to read all the Sand Scrolls, which recorded many medical practice techniques in the Sand Scrolls. The Senior Brother is also good at magical arts. The magical arts are still restrained against cold symptoms. Didn't you wake Sangsang up two months ago? Don't worry, Sangsang must be fine."

After Chen Pipi finished speaking, the eldest brother also said, "Young brother, don't worry."

Ning Que nodded his head and looked at the senior brothers gratefully. Then he looked up at the sky and found that the sky was changing towards dusk. It was in the morning when he carried Sangsang. It was so long that the twelfth senior brother had not come out. Sangsang should be fine.

However, with the persuasion of Chen Pipi and his senior brother, although he was still worried, he never walked back and forth like he had just now.

It was not until the back mountain was shrouded in the night and the stars on the night were shining, that Ye Qi and Sangsang pushed open the door of their residence.

Ning Que hurriedly went to ask: "Twelfth Senior Brother, Sangsang's illness?"

Ye Qi hesitated a little, looked at the elder brother and said, "Go and ask the teacher."

...

Several people from the back mountain and Sangsang went to the Master's thatched house again. After checking Sangsang's condition, the Master looked at Ning Que and said, "As long as Sangsang is no longer pulled by you to fight, she is more sunny, and practices divine magic skills, those cold symptoms should be cured."

Ning Que took off his outer shirt and put it on Sangsang, and asked, "Teacher, what level can Sangsang practice the magic technique to eliminate the cold disease?"

The Master said, "Maybe the mystery is the most mysterious, or the fate is known."

Thinking of Dong Xuan and the difficulty of practicing the realm of Zhidao, Ning Que said in an irritable tone: "Who knows how long it will take for Sangsang to practice to those realms? When Sangsang was sick again, it happened that you and the twelfth senior brother were not around. What should I do?"

The Master was slightly annoyed and said, "There is another way. The Buddhist sect has its own way of practicing, especially the breath of heaven and earth condensed by the Buddhist sect. It is better to drive away the cold and cold than magical techniques. The Yulan Festival is coming, and the young monk from Lanke Temple has extremely high medical skills. You can go and have a look."

Ning Que asked: "The distance between Lanke Temple and the academy is too far. Can Sangsang bear the fatigue of boats and trains?"

The Master shook his head and said, "It's not a big deal."

...

Only Ye Qi and Master were left in the thatched hut. Both of them were silent as they looked at the night outside the thatched hut. Sangsang's coldness may not be completely cured even by the one from Lanke Temple. If it can be cured, how could Sangsang exist in the world?

"The thing has begun. I often say that man conquers nature, but it is not easy to conquer nature. I have prepared for this for a thousand years, but things are still unsure." The Master said in a deep voice. When he just checked Sangsang's condition, he made some tests on Sangsang's body.

Ye Qi said: "Are you sure you will do it after all? Also, teacher, sometimes you are really bored. How could you stop doing what I decided to do after you persuade me a few times?"

The Master was speechless, and the night wind rolled up a few leaves from the mountains and whistled into the breathable thatched houses on all sides.

Ye Qi held a piece of broken leaves in his hand and said, "If both the disciple and you died in Haotian's hands, I am very worried about what the academy will happen and what the world will become. I will kill a few more people tomorrow."

The Master sighed and said, "There are always some reasons for killing people, but you never need any reason for doing things. The young monk in the Hangkong Temple left his life to prove his life for Junmo in the future. The fool on the grassland would die if he died. At that time, your uncle and I were too lazy to pay attention to the bed bugs before Zhishouguan, but if we really failed, they would inevitably cause trouble for the Tang Kingdom, and they should also die. As for Chen, I think you are unwilling to take action against him. Keep it to add some pressure to the academy in the future. Without pressure, it is difficult for people to be enterprising."
Chapter completed!