105, disaster star and broom star

"I'm going back to my father--" Lin Yin fainted in pain before he finished speaking. Under Yang Feng's instructions, Zhu Ru sent her into the guest room.

After leaving with He Yuanshan, Yang Feng came upstairs quietly until the end of Han Jing's treatment. After asking her about her situation, he learned that the girl's ability to repair the injury independently was amazingly good. He understood that it was the effect of the ice sword, but it was not broken. Kicking everyone out, he stayed alone by the bed and looked at the amazingly morbid beauty on his face. He sighed low and helplessly: "Why is it always so stupid? The more dangerous it is, the more you rush to the front! If it hadn't been Lin Yi who died today, she would have been your stubborn stupid girl.

In a coma, Han Jing seemed to hear the master scolding herself. She frowned and didn't know what she was muttering. The cute appearance made Yang Feng couldn't help laughing.

You can't put this girl here anymore. You have to take her with you and see her at any time, otherwise he will be restless all day long. But it is impossible to forcibly take her away, especially when she is very happy in the college, and she has to find a reason that she can trust.

The Nanmo Branch of the Tangtang Nanmo Branch is directly in charge of Fengyun College. Naturally, it is not difficult to find a reason to fool Han Jing and take her out of the college to the Nanmo Branch.

The preparation for the ranking competition is a ready-made reason. Although the preparation time is a little too early, the previous training time has been nearly three months late, but does it matter?

Besides, hasn't the Nanmo Branch Hall always been at the bottom of the branch hall ranking? This year, in order to wash away the previous shame, Yang Feng wanted to advance the training time. No one in the college raised doubts - it's not that they dare, because in private, people also think that the Nanmo Branch can no longer be at the bottom and needs to wash away the shame.

Han Jing is naturally a trainees, which is undisputed. Although she has only taken a day of classes, no one doubts her qualifications. But not only because she is a disciple of Lord Yang Feng, but also because of her performance after entering the college, everyone put their hopes of winning the individual competition in the ranking competition on her.

No one knows that Yang Feng is actually hesitating whether to let Han Jing participate in the competition. It's one thing to get her into the college as a student, and another thing to show up in the ranking competition.

To put it bluntly, Yang Feng has the final say on this acre of Nanmo Branch. He can suppress anything. I really let Hanjing go to the competition, not to mention this girl's ability to cause trouble, but her identity is exposed, and those people who don't deal with the Yang family will definitely make a fuss.

However, she is the individual champion for Han Jing to participate in the competition, which will make his assessment results much better and is also very beneficial to the Yang family.

Do you want her to participate in the competition?

After meditate, Yang Feng laughed dumbly: It's too early to think about this now. In March, whether Han Jing's injury can be healed or not is two things!

Thinking of the girl's injury, Yang Feng was worried again: the old injury has not healed, and the new injury has been added. According to this situation, when will she completely recover?

"Cough, let Zhu Li do it, Master."

Han Jing's voice was so weak that Yang Feng almost ignored it. After half a beat, he asked again, "Do you need them to serve you?"

As soon as she woke up, Han Jing guessed that if the master was here, Zhu Li would definitely fall into a crime of poor care, so she clearly stated: "I want Zhu Li to come without Zhu Ru."

"Huh? Why?"

"So it's so talky. I like Zhuli!"

"Okay, okay, call her as a teacher." Yang Feng smiled with a good temper. With his shrewdness, he didn't know what the girl was doing. He originally wanted to severely punish Zhuli and change her plan to replace her.

Zhu Li's surface did not see the punishment, but his face was pale, his footsteps were floating, and he did not complain when he came in. He still smiled professionally and softly asked Han Jing what she needed.

"You go back to your room and rest first. I don't need anything." Han Jing replied softly.

It's not easy to train in a rich family like the Yang family and emerge among the maids. Hearing the words, I understood that Han Jing was actually worried about herself. Tears of gratitude suddenly came to her eyes. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she moved the corners of her lips and said nothing.

Zhuru came in with soup and saw Zhu Li embroidered under the window, with a strong hatred in her eyes.

Originally, Zhu Li was punished so that Zhu Ru thought that she had a chance to stand out. She would definitely be reused by Lord Yang Feng. She was secretly happy and fantasized that Zhu Li begged her to make an affair with her master in revenge for being reprimanded by Zhu Li over the years. Before she was happy, things changed again. Lord Yang Feng personally came down and asked Zhu Li to take care of the young lady and asked her to boil medicine for Zhu Li.

When boiling medicine in the kitchen, Zhu Li listened to Zhu Ru's many strange sarcastic words. At this time, he was too lazy to pay attention to her when he came in and embroidered his handkerchief.

Han Jing saw Zhu Ru, but she also saw her hateful eyes towards Zhu Li. She was very unhappy and didn't bother to pay attention to her. When she walked to the bed, Han Jing closed her eyes directly and didn't open her eyes when she heard her cry.

Zhu Ru only went over and asked Zhu Li, "Miss's soup is ready. What should I do?"

I wanted to give a cold face, but after thinking about my aunt, Zhu Li whispered, "Let's put it there. You go and cook porridge."

"I don't want porridge!" Han Jing suddenly shouted, and her eyes also opened wide. Because of the great damage to her vitality, her eyes were deep, and her eyes were even bigger against the pale face.

Zhu Ru just wanted to ask Han Jing what she wanted to eat, but suddenly thought that the master had just deliberately pretended to be asleep and was too lazy to answer himself. He was afraid of touching the moldy head and quickly closed his mouth.

"That maidservant will make ramen for you?"

"You, forget it. I don't think you look much better than me. Let others do it. I don't choose, as long as it's not porridge. Three meals a day during this period didn't kill me.

"The maidservant is still made in a different way, so bad?" Zhu Li said guiltily.

"It's just because I saw that you took your time to do it, so I'm embarrassed to say that I won't eat it." Wrinkled her nose, Han Jing sighed, "I really can't eat porridge today. When I think of porridge, I think of Instructor Lin--"

Instructor Lin's body cracked and sprayed blood plasma and flashed in front of Zhu Li at the same time. She was as sad as Han Jing, and tears came out of her eyes.

"How is Instructor Lin's home now?" Han Jing sat up and planned to go to Lin's house, but was rushed over and held down by Zhu Li.

"The young master, Miss Lin Yin, has also stayed here, and will definitely not agree with Miss Lin Yin."

"Don't bite a young lady. Zhuli, you called me in the forbidden place. At that time, there was chaos and no one else could hear it. Even if you heard it, you would think it was wrong. It's okay, but don't be wrong when you come back."

"It's the maidservant who made a mistake."

Zhu Li was so panicked that he wanted to plead guilty and was pulled by Han Jing: "Oh, don't kneel at any time. I'm not a perverted master who is not so poor."

It's not easy to answer this.

Yang Feng heard a sentence outside: "Dead girl, I provoked you as a teacher, and how can you slander you as a teacher behind your back?"

"Who slandered behind the scenes!" After refuting, Han Jing said confidently, "I'm talking about it face to face. I thought I didn't know if you were standing outside for a long time!"

After being scolded, Yang Feng laughed more happily: "Ha ha, what a dead girl. Next time you have something to do, I won't bother to care about you as a teacher.

"Don't be so vicious, okay? There is no reason to curse others. I said why are you so weak these days? It turned out that it was all for you to curse. By the way, I met such a disaster star as you when I grew up.

"Dead girl, you really have no conscience!"

"When you encounter it, you are really a big disaster and a lot of small disasters. It's not my life. I guess it's enough to die 800 times! What if you are not a disaster!" Han Jing shouted righteously.

It made the girl almost laugh. Yang Feng coughed and smiled, "Okay, as a disaster star, what are you?" Hearing Han Jing grind her mouth, it means that she is in a good mental state, which makes him feel particularly relaxed and happy.

Han Jing's mood suddenly dropped: "I'm a broom star, and my mother just let me die."

"Talk nonsense." Yang Feng scolded. He suddenly felt that it was strange to talk to Han Jing across the wall. He had the heart to go in, and he felt a little uncomfortable to run in after chatting for a long time.

"That's what my brothers say, but I know many people think I'm a broom star."

"How old are you? Your mother passed away. It has nothing to do with you."

"You don't understand. Forget it. I don't want to talk about it." At the end of this topic, Han Jing asked again, "How's Lin Yin?"

"She went home and went to Lin's house as a teacher. How about bringing her back when she comes back?"

"Well, she is in a bad state. It's really not appropriate to stay at home. I'll pick her up later."

"You are not allowed to go!" Yang Feng vetoed it. After a hundred days of injury, he made up his mind to let the girl lie in ** for more than a hundred days, no matter what means he took.

"I'm going!" There was no loud roaring as before, and Han Jing's voice was full of crying. No, she was already crying. Thinking that Instructor Lin died so tragically, her heart was as painful as a knife.

"Jing, are you crying?" Yang Feng quickly walked into the room with a panicked face.

"Intor Lin died so miserably that he didn't even leave his ashes." Han Jing cried so much that she couldn't speak any more and began to cry bitterly. Although she had known Instructor Lin for a short time, she felt very good about this wise and calm instructor and felt that he was a amiable and respectable elder, and her death made her very sad.

"His name will be engraved on the temple hero list, and Lin Yin's mother and daughter will also be responsible for the life of the temple. Jing, don't be sad." Yang Feng blurted out and comforted.

"There is a ghost use for engraving a name on the heroic list. Lin Yin needs a father!" With that, Han Jing thought of her mother who had passed away for many years. She had experienced the eternal pain of heaven and man, and she was even more sad for Lin Yin.