The talent was also tested, Feng Qian took back the hand that was placed on the boy's head, and casually held the other's fingers.
Nan Qing was stiff the whole time.
The boy was stunned, then lowered his head and looked at the girl's hand silently.
Nan Qing pursed her lips uncomfortably.
I've never been so close to people.
He thought...he would hate it.
But……
Like, not annoying.
Nan Qing lowered his eyelashes in a daze and did not resist.
Before he knew it, he had already taken off his guard against the person in front of him.
Master...
The young man thought silently.
There was no one beside Feng Qian who led the little boy out of the hall.
When passing by the group of little princes who had bullied Nan Qing, the young man raised his eyes sensitively and looked at the princes deeply.
He glanced at it and looked back.
Those princes only dared to stare at each other and did not dare to do anything.
He could only watch the pavilion master of the Jiuzhou Pavilion lead Nan Qing out.
The people in the hall were in a trance again.
The pavilion master of Jiuzhou Pavilion is really fond of this little apprentice.
…
Feng Qian did not bring Nan Qing back to the palace where he lived.
The girl took out a jade flute from her sleeve and slowly blew it with the memory of the original owner.
The sound is not very good, but the timbre is clearly discernible.
Soon.
Hearing the sound of the flute, the divine beast Tenma flew slowly from a distance with a gorgeous carriage.
Until it landed in front of the two of them.
Fengqian put down the jade flute and put it back into his sleeve.
The girl turned to look at the boy.
"Go up."
Nan Qing raised his eyes and looked at the carriage in front of him, a little puzzled.
He whispered: "Where are we... going?"
Feng Qian glanced at the young man and held the other's hand again.
"Let's go back to the Kyushu Pavilion first."
Suddenly being held back, Nan Qing couldn't help but stiffen.
Then, the boy lowered his eyes.
Back to... Kyushu Pavilion?
"I heard them say...there is an academy."
Does he need to go to college...
Feng Qian blinked.
The girl pinched her fingers and said, "You don't have to go to the academy."
Feng Qian paused and continued: "You are my apprentice, you can go back to Jiuzhou Pavilion with me directly, and I will teach you to practice."
When the voice fell, Nan Qing couldn't help but froze again.
He could see that she was great.
Everyone respects her.
But……
He has nothing.
Why treat him well?
Teenagers don't understand.
Now, Nan Qing doesn't want to think about this anymore.
The boy silently glanced at the girl holding his hand and pursed his lips.
He called out in a low voice, "Master..."
This was the first time he called her Master.
Feng Qian rolled her eyes and couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed Nan Qing's head again.
Um.
The low, soft and well-behaved appearance of the fragments is really cute.
Can't help but want to touch.
Nan Qing was caught off guard and touched his head again.
The young man blinked innocently.
Then he obediently lowered his eyes and let the girl rub her head.
Feng Qian touched it a few times, then dragged Nan Qing to the side of the carriage.
The girl got into the carriage first, and then extended her hand to the boy.
Nan Qing lowered her eyes and looked at the palm of the girl's stretched out Bai Nen, froze, and then gently put her hand on the girl's palm.
Feng Qian clenched the boy's palm tightly and exerted a little force.
Nan Qing easily got on the carriage with the help of the girl.
The carriage of the pavilion master of the Kyushu Pavilion is gorgeous in appearance and interior.
The young man just glanced at it lightly, then found a corner seat and sat down obediently.
Feng Qian blinked and stared at the boy in front of him for a while.
Then he asked casually, "Ah Qing sleepy?"
Nan Qing was dumbfounded by the girl's sudden question.
The boy's dark eyes froze for a moment, then shook his head: "Not sleepy."