All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 16

"My precious great-grandson... Where have you suffered all this year? You've lost so much weight... Let Grandpa Zeng take a good look..."

Qing Dahuai greeted him with a distressed face.

"Shh!"

Feng Ning opened the folding fan, lowered her head, and completely covered her face.

"...Qing...Qinglang!" Yu Xiaoling, who had been listlessly following Fengning all the way, had both eyes shining.

She leaned in front of Feng Ning, happily like a bird that has only seen a bug: "Master, Master! Since we have seen Qing Lang here, let's take him back to Ningmen when we leave, and he will also I've been out and about for a long time..."

"Hush!" Feng Ning quickly told her to shut up.

Yu Xiaoling blinked for no reason, then fell silent.

Just when Feng Ning was hesitating whether to disappear directly or give Qing Lang a silencing spell with lightning speed, Qing Dahuai had already brought someone over.

... it's over.

Feng Ning's hand holding the folding fan started to tremble.

Qing Dahuai pulled Qing Lang over and walked over: "Come on, little stone, let me introduce you. This is your great grandfather and my best friend. It's called... Laofeng! What kind of look do you have? You don't know me today. Hot, what are you doing with a fan?!"

As he said that, he swept away the folding fan unceremoniously.

Fengning raised her head.

Qing Dahuai was stunned.

It turned out that Feng Ning, who was called "grandpa" for 3000 years, was "young" and suddenly turned into a wrinkled old man with white hair and beard.

Qing Dahuai blinked in disbelief: "...you're out of your mind, what kind of attire is this?"

"...cough cough." Feng Ning stroked her white beard and said in a deep voice, "You also said that we are best friends, how can I let you grow old alone!"

Nowadays, most of the gods with high mana can basically maintain their appearance with ease, but after forming a family, many gods will deliberately age themselves a little bit to maintain the "prestige of the elders".

For example, Qing Dahuai began to grow a beard after becoming a grandfather.

Feng Ning also teased him at the time, "Although you are a god and you are immortal, but looking at you, your heart is already old, no different from those old men in the mortal world."

All in all, Feng Ning sneered at the practice of most gods using spells to age themselves.

Therefore, Qing Dahuai is more surprised than anyone else that he has become like this now.

In order to prevent Qing Dahuai from saying his name and exposing himself.Feng Ning is going to strike first.

He looked at Qing Lang and said with a smile: "Little Shitou, right? Every day I heard from your Grandpa Zeng that I finally met a real person today. I am your Grandpa Zeng's friend, so you can just call me Grandpa."

Qing Dahuai was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

grandfather?

This small-bellied fairy who has been hated for 3000 years after being called grandpa by a child actually asked others to call him grandpa? !

Qing Lang looked at Feng Ning with clear gray eyes, without saying a word.

Feng Ning was a little scared.

... Qing Lang wouldn't recognize him, would he?

Fortunately, Qing Lang finally looked away, lowered his eyebrows, and bowed respectfully to Feng Ning, instead of calling him grandpa, he called out: "Shangshen."

Hmm... that's fine too.

Feng Ning stroked his beard, his expression became more and more amiable, and he used the unified speech skills of the elders: "Don't be so polite, I hugged you when you were young!"

While Qinglang was going to say hello to the other elders, Qing Dahuai approached Fengning with a shocked expression on his face: "Old Feng, what medicine did you take wrongly today? Why are you so weird? People call you grandpa? You When did you become so generous?"

It wasn't just that Qing Dahuai thought it was strange, Yu Xiaoling next to her was all puckered up in confusion.

"After all, I have been a teacher for 3000 years, and I have opened a school for 3000 years. I still have this kindness and generosity." Feng Ning picked up the jug and poured himself a glass of wine. He tasted it, and then tried to divert it. Topic, "...your wine is a fake bar, why does it taste like this?"

Qing Dahuai glanced at him: "It's good to drink if you have something to drink, I managed to get this wine."

It was only then that Fengning remembered that Qing Dahuai broke up with Dionysus a few years ago, so no one dared to sell wine to him now.

In the final analysis, this matter was all because of Xiao Shitou. I heard that the God of Dionysus came to Qing Dahuai's house as a guest more than ten years ago, and he fed Xiao Shitou a sip of wine.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shitou was so weak that he had a high fever after only one sip of wine, and fell ill for several days.

Then Qing Dahuai chased the god of wine and hit three mountains, directly turning his friends into enemies.

When Feng Ning thought of this, she felt apprehensive for a while.

Dionysus just fed the little stone a sip of wine and was chased and hit three mountains.

If Qing Dahuai knew that he was a pervert who harassed his precious grandson, he would probably be able to beat Feng Ning from the heaven to the underworld.

Feng Ning took another sip of wine pretending to be calm, her hands began to shake.

"...Master, why do you want to change your appearance and pretend you don't know Qinglang? Aren't you going to bring him back to Ningmen?" Yu Xiaoling approached Fengning and asked while there was no one around.

Feng Ningqing coughed, and pretended to be serious: "I'm doing this for Qinglang's benefit. If he knows that I and his Grandpa Zeng are close friends, he will definitely have concerns about studying under my school in the future. Teacher-student relationship. It's better to keep it simple."

"So that's the case!" Yu Xiaoling nodded, but she suddenly thought of something, hesitated, and asked Fengning in a low voice, "And... that... Master, I heard from the brothers and sisters of Gui Ningshan ...Say, Qinglang is...is a broken sleeve, is it true?"

Feng Ning was stunned for a moment: "Broken sleeve?"

Yu Xiaoling bit her lip, her voice was very low: "...They said that on the first day of school, Qing Lang was heard communicating with her homosexual..."

The first day of school... Transsion...

Feng Ning finally reacted.

It turns out... the first time he used the ring to transmit sound to Qinglang, he was heard by the people in Guiningmen.

It turned out that everyone in Guiningmen mistook Qinglang for Duanxiu.

Feng Ning looked at Qing Lang not far away.

Qing Lang has been away from home for a long time, and this time when he came back, he was surrounded by elders to ask for their health.

Looking at Qinglang's young face, looking at his father, his mother, his grandfather, his great-grandfather.

This is the first time Fengning really felt:

... Qing Lang is still a child, a precious child held in the palm of others.

Feng Ning sighed softly, feeling guilty layer by layer.

He turned his head to look at Yu Xiaoling, and said softly: "Qing Lang is not Duanxiu, that is a misunderstanding, he is just an ordinary child who has been pestered by others."

After hearing this, Yu Xiaoling let out a long sigh of relief, and patted her chest happily.

"...Great, I knew Qinglang couldn't be Duanxiu!"

Looking at Yu Xiaoling's expression, Feng Ning suddenly noticed something was wrong.

At the same time, the memories that he thought were unimportant and were ready to discard began to gradually recover.

In my memory, it was an afternoon when Qing Lang was still at Guining Gate, and Qing Dahuai boasted of his precious great-grandson as usual while nibbling melon seeds: "...my little stone... the people who came to ask for a marriage were about to knock down the threshold of my house. I've been trampled, do you think it's better to be a little princess from the demon world, or..."

At that time, he only thought that Qing Dahuai was bragging, but now it seems that it may be true.

Feng Ning slowly raised her head and looked at the little princess in front of him whose eyes were glued to Qing Dahuai's body and could not be removed... the little princess of the demon world.

For a moment, he seemed to suddenly understand why the little princess wanted to live and die, and she insisted on entering Guining Gate crying.

After Yu Xiaoling confirmed that Qing Lang wasn't broken sleeves, her whole body radiated a positive light.

She was pouring wine for Qing Dahuai, and chatting with Qing Lang again, she was enthusiastic, cheerful, lively and uplifting, like a little sun shining and glowing at the banquet.

Qing Dahuai moved closer to Fengning's ear, and said a little drunkenly: "Look at your female apprentice and my little Shitou, how fun they are playing!"

Feng Ning followed his gaze and looked over.

Yu Xiaoling was so happy that she almost burst out laughing, her whole body was about to stick to Qing Lang's body, chirping.

Although I couldn't see Qing Lang's expression clearly, but Yu Xiaoling was so happy, presumably Qing Lang didn't have a straight face.

Looking at this pair of boys and girls of the same age, in green clothes and red skirts, their young faces exude that kind of vigor.

Enduring the pain in her heart, Feng Ning couldn't help sighing: "...that's a good match."

After Feng Ning said these words, she noticed that Qing Lang looked up at him.

His eyes were a little cold.

Feng Ning drank one cup after another of the wine.

After a while, the jug in front of him was empty.

"God, this junior is here to pour wine for you." A slightly cold voice came from beside her, Feng Ning looked up, only to realize that Qing Lang had sat beside him at some point.

Qing Lang picked up another jug, leaned slightly, and poured the wine steadily into Feng Ning's wine glass.

Qinglang's wine was poured very slowly, the distance between the two was very close, the wind from the courtyard even blew Qinglang's hairband into Fengning's neck.

The cold silk headband was pressed against the skin of his neck, blown by the wind, almost restrained.

Feng Ning took off the hair tie uncomfortably, and then he leaned back a little, creating a distance between the two of them.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qing Lang seems to be getting closer to him again.

Immediately afterwards, Qing Lang leaned over slightly, approached Feng Ning's ear in an angle that was difficult for others to detect, and said softly:

"Did Master use this transfiguration technique especially for me?"

Fengning: "!"

Feng Ning's hand holding the wine glass trembled, and the fine porcelain white wine glass fell onto the table with a "click".

Feng Ning didn't have time to deal with the wine glass, but just looked at Qing Lang in front of her.

Eyes full of disbelief.

Qing Lang lowered his head, lifted the wine glass, and wiped off the wine stains on the table.

He opened his mouth again, with a gentle voice, a respectful and polite attitude, and even a smile on his lips. People who didn't know it looked at him and thought he was a docile and well-behaved junior.

But only Feng Ning could clearly see the sea-like chill in the boy's eyes.

"What? Is Master afraid that Grandpa Zeng would know that his best friend is the pervert who pestered and harassed and imprisoned his great-grandson back then?"

"...Master is not interested in me now, and is about to attack other people, so you want to write off the original matter and pretend that nothing happened?"

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and his tone was very light, but people could hear the meaning of gnashing of teeth.

"...You, Hugh, think."