At an instant, Yan wanted to take the opportunity to let everyone learn to ride a horse, but she didn't expect that as soon as she finished asking, the gray-clothed little guy standing on the side and groveling answered a sentence, which made her stunned.

"Brake girl, this horse has to go tomorrow, if you can't rest well tonight, you may not be able to go on the road tomorrow." The gray-clothed guy said.

She: "That's right, but why does she feel like she doesn't want to give her horse to someone else to ride?" Otherwise, why did you take the initiative to let her ride just now, and now she can't ride? Smiled awkwardly at a few people, she had no choice but to say, "Then let's ride it again, there is a horse market in Yongkang City." ”

The other people didn't react much, except for the disappointment on the face of Nanhua Le Zhengjue. She jumped down from the horse neatly and returned the reins to the little maid, touched Nanhua and said, "Let you try it tomorrow night." As he spoke, he glanced at the gray-clothed boy, but fortunately he didn't say no this time.

Nanhua nodded happily: "Okay, tomorrow, Sister Yan, if you teach me well, I'm a little afraid." ”

"yes, okay."

After returning to the campfire, because she was not completely sleepy, she took out the remaining "Meng Jiangnu", and was about to see how to pass the time, but the book was taken away again in less than three seconds. As soon as I was stuffed in my heart, I looked up and saw the dark eyes of Gongzi Xia Hou.

"Master" is reasonable, not to mention that reading by the campfire will also damage your eyesight.

Seeing a flash of white light, the book in Gongzi Xia Hou's hand had already been received by him in his backpack, and at the same time he said slowly: "If you have time to read this, let's practice more of what I taught you." ”

"Oh." She was stunned for a moment. He stood up.

Walking to the open space to the side, she drew her sword and began to practice a simple set of swordsmanship taught to her by her son, Xia Hou. waved the sword in his hand awkwardly, glanced at the bonfire from the corner of his eye, and saw that Gongzi Xia Hou's eyebrows were all wrinkled together. After practicing in a hurry, I heard his displeased voice: "Ah Huang, you show her a show." ”

"Okay!" Xia Hou Ah Huang jumped up from the ground, drew his sword and threw it into the air with a 'bang', and after he flipped over to the open ground to catch the sword, he began to demonstrate that set of swordsmanship.

How to put it, probably so that she can see clearly. So Xia Hou Ah Huang's movements are very slow. But the smooth movement made her blush very much.

"See? Not to mention that the movements are not standard, the movements when you swing the sword are not as smooth as a child playing with a stick. Childe Xia Hou said lightly. He glanced at her as he spoke. It's like saying, 'You're embarrassed to read the script?'

"I—I'll practice well." She endured the embarrassment. Said softly.

"Then practice, practice this set of swordsmanship twenty times today before you can rest."

"Got it."

The original arrangement was that she and Nanhua would sleep in the carriage, but now she is practicing swords. And Nanhua refused to go to sleep, so seven people watched her practice. Although this set of swordsmanship is very swordsmanlike, it is also divided into four parts, so when she practiced it seven or eight times, the night was already very deep.

Nanhua couldn't hold it anymore for a long time, and was driven to sleep by her, and now by the bonfire, except for her who is still practicing swords, only Gongzi Xia Hou is still awake.

By the time she had practiced twelve times, her hands were already sore. Gritting her teeth, she only felt that her back was already soaked after three more exercises. Even if she didn't look at it when she got here, she knew that her physical strength was starting to drop rapidly.

But five more times.

Glancing at the iron-faced and selfless face of her son Xia Hou, she didn't think he would agree to her rest.

Hold it up again, only five times.

Four times

In an instant, Yan only felt that the hand holding the sword had begun to flutter.

Three times

She felt like she had only the strength to breathe.

Twice

She definitely couldn't hold it anymore, and she didn't kneel on the ground with her sword. Raising her eyes to look at Gongzi Xia Hou's indifferent eyes, she struggled to raise the sword in her hand that was as heavy as a hammer.

Again, but she really can't.

Blurred vision, a sign that the stamina was running out. I can't believe it, and with the practice of life skills, my physical strength is barely enough. But now I have only practiced swordsmanship twenty times, and my physical strength has bottomed out.

This uncomfortable feeling forced her eyes to give birth to a heat, which made her almost want to get angry at Childe Xia Hou. Isn't it just one time, why don't you stop shouting, don't you see that she is already like this? Holding back the anger in his heart, Yan wiped the sweat on his forehead and the heat in his eyes together in an instant, picked up the sword and swung it out crookedly according to the movements in his memory.

couldn't admit defeat, just when she just wanted to get angry, these four words suddenly popped up in her heart. Yes, whatever she does, it represents her incompetence. Because you can't even do this little thing, what qualifications do you have to walk with these skilled people? What qualifications are there to say that you want to live to the end?

There are only five moves left, and there are only a few last moves left, but she is not sure that she will complete it. In the blink of an eye, she found herself holding her knees panting. After pausing for a while, she found that her mind was blank, and she had forgotten the last few actions at this time.

"I forgot the last few movements of the master, you, you teach me." She heard her own voice say.

Seeing that Gongzi Xia Hou, who was sitting by the campfire, stood up and walked towards her, he felt his hand being held by a pair of warm hands. She looked up and tried to see Childe Xia Hou's expression, but the picture in her eyes was blurry.

"I'll teach you one more time, memorize it by heart." She heard Childe Xia Hou say this.

Leaning weakly on the person behind him, Yan felt his hand being carried by the movement, and swung a sword steadily, bringing a gust of wind.

In a blur, she heard Gongzi Xia Hou say, "You did a good job." ”

"Well, I'll do better." Before falling into darkness, she smiled hard at her son, Xia Hou.

In the hazy night of the bright moonlight, a tall figure picked up a petite figure horizontally and gently put it into the carriage.

Yan was woken up by the sound of the wheels of the carriage, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on Nanhua's lap, and the sunlight that came in through the gap in the window meant that it was already daylight the next day.

What happened after last night?

The memory was interrupted after Childe Xia Hou held her hand and completed the last few movements, what happened next?

"Sister Shi Yan, you're awake."

She sat up slowly, and when she turned around, she saw Nanhua's grinning expression, and her hand kept squeezing her leg lightly. (To be continued.) )