For the sake of the Famous Sword Conference, Ye Mengqiu started a Spartan education for all his sons, even Ye Meng, in order not to be embarrassed at the Famous Sword Conference.

Ye Ying, as Ye Mengqiu's eldest son, coupled with the bad deeds in Ye Mengqiu's mind in the past, was naturally under the greatest pressure, except for the time when he ate and slept, he was almost practicing swords, and as for Shen Moyi's math class, it was also abandoned.

Shen Moyi was extremely bored, so he went to see it a few times. Ye Mengqiu didn't have any precautions against her, and Wanhua Martial Arts and Tibetan Sword Peerless Martial Arts were two kinds of martial arts that were incompatible, so she didn't have to worry about her stealing a teacher. On the contrary, she watched a few children come and go with swords taller than herself, and she was a little distressed.

Especially Ye Ying.

Ye Mengqiu firmly believes that diligence can make up for clumsiness, in his opinion, although Ye Ying is slow to learn moves, he can still play like a trick after learning. So he didn't plan to teach Ye Yingxin swordsmanship at all before the conference arrived, only let him consolidate what he had learned before, and let him practice every move and style with a heavy sword, in order to achieve a better tempering effect.

Shen Moyi felt that this was very nonsense.

Everyone has their own different learning methods, and it is hard to say whether it will backfire if you force yourself to press on others. What's more, this heavy sword is not much different from Ye Ying's own weight, how many hours a day to wield, and let people not live?

But Ye Ying was very calm: "Father naturally has his considerations, and the master doesn't have to worry too much." I have been used to wielding this heavy sword since I was a child, and it is not a burden. ”

Shen Moyi angrily took Ye Ying's hand and broke his fingers. At this time, Ye Ying's hand has gradually faded from the fleshy appearance when he first met Shen Moyi, and has become slender and slender with distinct knuckles, and there are still some thin cocoons where he holds the sword all year round, but it is much thinner than Ye Hui's.

If it was usual, Shen Moyi might have teased her, but at this time, all her eyes were focused on the blurred layer of flesh and blood in Ye Ying's palm.

Swinging the sword for a long time, the constant friction between the hilt and the palm of the sword, has long overwhelmed the flesh and skin. Shen Moyi had no doubt that if Ye Ying was allowed to go on like this, his entire palm might open its flesh.

Shen Moyi's eyes were red, and he remembered that Shen Baizhou was the same in the past, in order to save money for her to buy medicine, he did all kinds of work, and after he came back, he was also covered in bruises.

Her throat choked, and the words she brought out cried: "Does it hurt?" ”

Ye Ying was so frightened that she was at a loss: "Master...... I don't hurt, don't cry. ”

Shen Moyi looked up at him, with a little blankness in his eyes: "Did I cry?" ”

Seeing her rare weak appearance, Ye Ying suddenly felt that she was taller. He gently wiped away the tears on her face with another hand that was not held by Shen Moyi, and then shook it in front of her: "Master cried." ”

Shen Moyi's ears turned red, and he grabbed Ye Ying's hand: "No!" ”

Ye Ying's hand was still injured, Shen Moyi was excited for a while and had no scruples, it was impossible to touch the wound without pain, but he held back, and even his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest. However, Shen Moyi reacted quickly and let go of Ye Ying's hand.

Ye Ying felt a little melancholy in her heart.

Shen Moyi was at a loss: "I'm sorry...... I just didn't pay attention, does it hurt? ”

Ye Ying shook her head, her eyes gentle: "Master, don't worry, this kind of pain is nothing to me." The friction between the palm of the hand and the hilt of the sword lingered and slowly blurred the pain, which was as clear and distinct as every time Ye Mengqiu's "family method" hit.

Shen Moyi gritted his teeth: "Okay, don't practice, I'll go find your father." ”

Ye Ying was stunned for a moment: "What are you looking for your father to do?" ”

Shen Moyi didn't reply to him, and he left without looking back.

Ye Ying was a little anxious in place. Ye Mengqiu's temper was hot, and he would fight if he didn't agree with him, although he looked at Shen Moyi quite differently, but he couldn't say whether Shen Moyi would touch his moldy head.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Ye Hui saw that he hadn't gone back to practice his sword, so he ran out and asked.

"Nothing." Ye Ying held the coupon in his hand, "You go back, I'll go find my father." ”

Ye Hui hurriedly grabbed his brother's dead hand: "What are you looking for your father to do?" Let him know that if you don't practice swords, you must have no good fruit to eat. ”

Ye Ying pushed Ye Hui away: "I know it in my heart, you don't have to say it again." Go back quickly, and don't bother you. After saying that, he left, just like his master, and did not look back.

*

However, Ye Ying was still a step late, and when he arrived, Shen Moyi had already come out of Ye Mengqiu's room, with a relaxed and happy expression.

Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, stepped forward and asked, "Master...... Are you okay? ”

Shen Moyi seemed to be in a good mood, and looked at him with a smile: "What can I do?" ”

Ye Ying glanced at Ye Mengqiu's door and found that no one chased him out, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay." ”

Shen Moyi patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, your father can still communicate." Okay, go back to the room to pack some things, and accompany the master to go fishing. ”

Ye Ying: "...... Fishing? "How did the conversation suddenly shift here?

Shen Moyi nodded: "What, don't you want to go?" ”

Ye Ying said: "No." I'm going to prepare. ”

Shen Moyi: "Wait! ”

Ye Ying asked, "What else is the matter with the master?" ”

Shen Moyi pulled his wrist and sighed, "Let's deal with your injuries first." ”

Ye Ying was inexplicably a little shy and recycled her hand. Shen Moyi held it tightly, he was difficult to withdraw lightly, and he was afraid of hurting Shen Moyi when he used too much force, so he had to give up.

It's just that Shen Moyi really pulled him like this, and he always felt that the speed of the jump on his left chest was too intense, and Ye Ying was afraid that his feelings would not be able to hide because of this, so he said, "I'll just come by myself." ”

Shen Moyi frowned: "You don't know how to perfunctory when you come by yourself." Let's go, there is gold sore medicine in the master's room. ”

Ye Ying didn't want to refuse for an instant.

*

This medicine is still a remnant of the last "family law", Shen Moyi first took a clean gauze dipped in cleaning potion and wiped Ye Ying's palm, and then applied some high-grade hemostatic ointment and bandaged him again.

After a long illness has become a good doctor, Shen Moyi's bandaging technique is still very beautiful, Ye Ying looked a little distracted, until Shen Moyi prankfully tied him a bow, and snickered before he came back to his senses, and shouted helplessly: "Master, ......"

Shen Moyi's expression was stern: "Child, you should be lively." ”

Ye Ying really wanted to ask, is there any inevitable connection between being lively and bowing? But in the end, he still didn't ask, and lowered his eyes and said, "Master is right. ”

Shen Moyi smiled: "Since I'm right, let's take that hand too." As she spoke, she reached out to grab Ye Ying's other hand, which had not yet been bandaged.

Ye Ying regretted saying this a little.

But even so, he still stretched out his hand and watched Shen Moyi bandage him carefully.

Her eyelashes are very long, and from her own angle, you can see a gentle shadow cast on her face, and the corners of her mouth are slightly pursed, very serious.

Ye Ying suddenly had an impulse, an impulse that couldn't help it.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Master...... Do you have someone you like? ”