She used statements, for the sake of testing.

Rong Yun seemed to see what she was thinking and said coldly: "No."

No? Su Luo's doubts were even more serious.

She had just clearly felt that when she used statements to say those four words, the beauty master's eyebrows were about to fly.

It can be seen that he is extremely envious of the women in the painting.

But it is unattainable.

Guessing this, Su Luo's eyes looked at the woman in the painting again.

In her perception, the beauty master is almost flawless.

In terms of appearance, it is definitely a confusing being.

In terms of medicine refining, the only master-level medicine refiner in the continent is now.

In terms of cultivation, it is simply unfathomable.

In terms of status, all the top ten forces must be rushing to curry favor with each other.

In terms of charm, Fairy Yanxia pursued it hard but failed.

So, in her eyes, the beauty master is definitely second to none, but does the woman in the painting want him?

A gossip heart faintly appeared in Su Luo's heart.

"Master, who is she?" Su Luo's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he leaned forward and asked.

Rong Yun's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, but he soon returned to calm.

"You don't need to know." The reply to Su Luo was Rong Yun's usual cold tone.

"Oh." Su Luo's long tail sound was still a little unfulfilled.

Seeing that the beauty master poured wine himself, Su Luo leaned over and grabbed the jade pot and poured sake into the amber wine glass.

"Master, since she is not the master's wife, what about my master's wife?" Su Luo pretended to be curious and asked unintentionally.

"No teacher's wife." Rong Yun's voice was calm.

"That's how..." Su Luo understood. It turned out that her beauty master had a crush on the beauty in the painting and never married her in her life.

"This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time. Come on, Master, I wish you a glass of wine." Su Luo poured himself a glass of wine and raised his glass to invite him.

However, when Su Luo recited the poem, Rong Yun's face was obviously shocked.

"Who taught you this poem?" Rong Yun's voice suddenly rose.

"Uh..." Su Luo held the wine glass and didn't know how to explain.

Who taught this? This poem was learned in modern times. Should she tell the truth?

But to tell the truth, the master obviously won't believe it.

"It seems that there is something in my mind suddenly, and I can't explain it clearly." Su Luo opened his mouth and said nonsense.

Rong Yun frowned and murmured to himself: "This is impossible... Could it be that she has been back?"

"Master, what's wrong? Who has been back?"

"Drink your wine." Rong Yun shouted coldly, but his expression was still immersed in the poem just now.

Su Luo was not so calm in his heart.

As soon as Master Rong Yun’s words just now, a flash of inspiration seemed to flash in her mind, but it disappeared quickly, and she could not catch it.

Seeing the beauty master drinking in his stomach, Su Luo thought about it and finally asked: "Master, you are so powerful, can you do your disciple a favor?"

"What?" Rong Yun's eyes became brighter after drinking, and the bright starlight became his foil.

"Master, you know, I am not Su Zi'an's biological daughter." Su Luo put down the wine glass, his expression slightly calmed, and said in a leisurely manner, "So I want to ask Master to help me check my true life experience."

Nangong Liuyun has checked it before, but whenever he finds a critical moment, he will always be interrupted by experts.

This made her heart full of doubts and curiosity.

If her life experience is very simple, it is impossible for Nangong Liuyun to find out.

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Chapter completed!