The wind in spring is a little strong, the night wind is howling, and the square courtyard is like sitting in prison. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But Chen Ling's heart is very calm, there is no trace of anxiety, she listens to the wind whistling outside the window, the two people who are worried about her in her heart, in such a night, do you miss her?

Grounded? No matter who gave the order, she probably wanted to give herself a warning, a dismissal, and she thought about it.

When she foresaw this situation, she prepared a box of books for herself and came to Zhongsun Wuxiao's Mansion with her dowry, which was told by the master and she didn't have time to read it, there were folk tales, there were also student remarks, there were historical works, and there were pharmaceutical classics, she had a good memory, and she could memorize it after reading it once, but now that she tasted it carefully, she felt that it was endless.

She also writes something, but unfortunately the people who used to give her guidance don't give her guidance anymore.

The maids had already been told by her to go to sleep, and they must have been very tired after a busy day.

She flicked the candle flame and felt tired, so she moved the candle to the side of the bed, holding a book, thinking that if the Master knew that she was lying on the bed reading, he would talk about her again.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep with a book in her arms, tears in the corners of her eyes.

When Zhongsun Wuqi appeared in front of her bed, he saw this scene.

He frowned, his index finger gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she seemed to feel it, turned over, and he saw her hair with some yellowish hair, was it malnutrition? Why is it so colored?

Even he himself didn't know how unpredictable his eyes were, cold with pity, strange and unpredictable for a while, and foresighted for a while.

I finally made up my mind, and the charm of the past returned to my eyes, and it was about to start after all.

She has been married for the third day, and she still has no loss in her son, and she is still grounded.

On this day, the sun was just right, and it seemed that winter had passed.

The blue sky, the warm sunshine, and the breeze blowing, with a faint scent of begonia flowers in the air, accompanied by a breath of moisturizing water.

Like, that year, she and her master were on the mountain, under the acacia tree, she practiced the sword according to the moves given by the master, and the master stood with his hands in his hands, looking at her with a smile.

She suddenly wanted to dance the sword, so she picked up the sword and flew neatly in the air, where the sword light went, it flashed with white light, and the maid also watched around the side, but Chen Ling was like no one else's place, immersed in memories.

As he walked along the outer wall of her yard, he heard a burst of cheers, and he frowned slightly, pushed the door in.

She was dancing a sword in the courtyard, and there were occasional exclamations.

No one saw him coming.

He stood in the distance, looking at her neat figure, and he snorted coldly in his heart, wanting to attract him in a unique way?

She exhaled as she landed, and when she looked up, she saw him in the distance.

She froze like a log, and the others followed her gaze and knelt down. "Your Highness...", kowtowed, trembling, as if a big mistake had been made.

Is this kind of gratuitous mistake also a capital offense? It's just that he didn't notice his appearance, and if he reported it, why did he say that?

His displeasure was in his eyes, but she didn't dare to say anything, and it wasn't until he walked in front of her that she knelt down with a thud, "Your Highness...... I don't know if His Highness is coming, and he will be far away to welcome ......"

He waved his hand to let the servants who were still kowtowing and begging for mercy to step back, then smiled and helped her up, "I've been a little busy lately, I didn't go back to the house in time, I wronged you." ”

She shook her head busily, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, she didn't know what to say, he came so suddenly, she thought she would wait at least a few days.

He looked at her, his forehead was slightly sweaty, his face was flushed, he actually took out a handkerchief and wiped her sweat, what an intimate action, she looked up in surprise and blinked.

His eyes of different colors looked really shocking.

He frowned slightly, "You look familiar..."

She looked into his eyes and saw that he recognized that he was the woman who had drunk and talked together that day, and if it was known that she had gone to Flower Street and Willow Lane, what would it be? Hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, but felt that it was too abrupt, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

He laughed again, this time without disguise, and really found it interesting for her cute movements.

She was a little stunned, she didn't know, it turned out that when he was gentle, he was so good-looking.

Seeing that her face turned red again, she changed the topic and said, "I don't know, it turns out that Ling'er's sword dance is so beautiful, why don't we learn from each other?" ”

"Huh?" She froze again, is this what two people should do when they meet for the first time? And, what if he was injured by mistake?

As if seeing her concerns, "Ling Er, although rest assured, your husband still has some ability." ”

"In that case, listen to Your Highness." After speaking, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and they really opened the stance.

"Do you want to fight first?"

"Madame decides, Madame pleases first." Childe did not lose a posture of invitation, Chen Ling was not polite, and swept up, as fast as thunder. The fists and kicks are not inferior in the slightest.

The two of them are fighting faster and faster, and ordinary people can't take the road lightly.

Evenly divided.

There is a kind of person in this world who doesn't like to fail, and both of them are exactly this kind of person, originally just learning skills, but they are a little more serious.

Holding each other back, they stopped, "Ling Er is so skilled." Childe praised without loss.

"Your Highness has a good reputation, and His Royal Highness's martial arts are not inferior to the masters of the rivers and lakes." Chen Ling said, without the slightest hint of admiration in his eyes. Childe laughed after hearing this, "That's not what your eyes say." ”

"Oh? How do my eyes speak, how can I see? Your Highness is amazing. “

"Hahahaha..."Childe laughed again, "We are evenly divided, what do you think of Madame?" ”

"The husband is as big as the sky, and what His Highness says is what it is."

He laughed, pinched her cheek dotingly, touched her hair, put his arm around her waist and went into the house.

At this time, the maids around were already frozen, and they had never seen His Highness smile like this.

And the most shocking thing should be Liu Ping'an, who was serving beside him, he never knew that Chen Ling's kung fu was not weak, let alone that His Royal Highness was actually taking a little bit of kung fu seriously, and he had never seen this hearty laughter pampering action, could it be that His Royal Highness was acting? Whether His Highness has true feelings or not, he can't tell anymore, His Highness is unfathomable, what is he thinking?

"Peace!"

A majestic voice interrupted his train of thought, and he walked over and bowed, "What does Your Highness command?" ”

Bring the fruit tea sent by Gongzi Zheng the day before yesterday.

"Yes!" He instructed the maid to take it, and went to get His Highness's favorite tea set.

"Ling'er, have you ever drunk fruit tea? There are very few fruit teas here, and the taste is very different from flower tea, Ling Er tastes it, do you like it? ”

Call her Ling'er, what does this mean?

The two of them were talking, looking at this once very dilapidated place while walking without losing money.

When she learned that she was going to marry her as a concubine, Mrs. Wang asked her how to arrange her residence, she waved her hand casually, and said that she would arrange it, but he didn't expect it to be arranged here, but he didn't care when he learned about it. When he first came, if he hadn't led the way safely, he wouldn't have known that there was such a dilapidated place in the house.

Now, the old here is still the old, but it is very clean and elegant, not like the rich fragrance of other ladies' rooms, this room has a faint fragrance of flowers and books.

The dresser was in the corner of the room, with only a few boxes on it, but there was an old table in front of the window, which he had not used before, with some scratches and wormholes, and had been used for a long time. When he looked closely, he saw that the scratches were covered with small patterns painted with paint, and they looked unique.