Biluo stepped forward and hurriedly asked An Jin what was the matter, An Jin grabbed her hand, closed her eyes and opened them again, then lowered her gaze again, paused for a moment, and then said: "It's okay, I just feel a little cold, you go and help me get a cloak." He instructed Xue Qing on the other side, "Xue Qing, you go and pour me a cup of hot tea." ”

Sending away his two personal rings, An Jin's eyes swept the courtyard, and he saw the red clothes that appeared not far behind him at some point. An Geun took a deep look at her, and then turned her gaze back to the tree.

Thanks to the good eyesight of this body, in the moonlight, she clearly saw the head emerging from the big tree, and then clearly recognized who the owner of the head was.

The eyes of the two were straight up, and Zhao Chengyi saw that An Jin sent her two personal rings, obviously recognizing herself, so she decisively jumped from the tree to the courtyard wall, and then jumped into the yard and walked in front of An Jin.

An Jin opened her mouth and looked at Zhao Chengyi's series of actions with a stunned face, was she dreaming? What is that, the legendary martial arts of flying cornices and walking on the wall? Zhao Chengyi is only eleven years old! That's why she sent the girl away, she was curious!

Zhao Chengyi looked at the little girl's white skin under the moonlight, and her eyes were shining like fireflies, he only felt the pain in his heart, and he felt that he couldn't bear the beauty. After her death, he lived for another five years to avenge her, and lived in darkness and pain for too long, and the world was already barren, as if his impression of her had been blurred, and revenge was nothing but an obsession, and he continued to live for this obsession. Even if he was reborn, that violent and misanthropic feeling did not change in the slightest.

In fact, when he died in his previous life, he felt that his heart had been put down, so after coming back, he didn't want to see her again. But after seeing it, he realized that there was still someone who could light up his life that had long been buried in darkness, and the heart he thought was dead was slowly alive again. It seems that only her happy, stunned, and even angry look can stimulate his blood to beat again. He thought, this has nothing to do with love, it's just this one person, who makes him feel happy, makes him feel alive and has a fresh and beautiful feeling.

"Hey, what kind of martial arts are you, the legendary light martial arts?" Originally, An Jin was stunned and speechless, but now Zhao Chengyi looked at An Jin in a daze, which made An Jin feel a little uncomfortable, so he asked out loud.

Zhao Chengyi retracted his thoughts and glanced at An Jin seriously, he didn't know what she had in her head, the two were not on the same channel.

"Well, it's just scratching the surface." Zhao Chengyi said, in his previous life, he entered the army after he was fifteen years old before he began to practice martial arts, martial arts were mediocre, after he was reborn, he still remembered the exercises, so he studied hard every day, in order to hide people's eyes, he also begged his grandfather to invite a good martial artist for himself.

When An Jin heard this, his spirit was greatly lifted, light work, the legendary light work, if I knew, I would still say that I was worried because I couldn't see the scenery outside the yard on a swing? It turns out that this is still a martial arts world?!

Actually, Sister Anjin, you really made up for it.

An Jin didn't know, she only felt that her world was full of hope, so she asked Zhao Chengyi, "When did you start learning?" Who taught you? I, I want to learn too, can I? ”

Zhao Chengyi looked at An Jin's rare excitement, and the light emitted by his little face was so beautiful that he almost couldn't help but say of course it was okay. After being reborn, An Geun had never had such a good face for him. He cleared his mind that was a little dizzy and said, "You can learn it." I told my grandmother that it would be nice to send it to the martial artist in her name. ”

An Jinhu looked at him suspiciously: "Martial artist? You're fooling me, aren't you? I've seen a lot of martial artists, but few of them can do light work. ”

Zhao Chengyi smiled and said: "It's hard to learn martial arts, and it's not so easy to do light skills, just find a martial artist to teach some tricks and strengthen your body." ”

Is this a communication barrier? An Jin was a little aggrieved, she looked at Zhao Chengyi seriously, and then continued to say seriously: "I just want to learn light skills." ”

Zhao Chengyi was stunned, and subconsciously shook his head and said, "This is difficult." "How can it be so easy to learn light skills, he has basically practiced in addition to practicing in the past two years, and he has been tied to his legs for more than ten pounds of iron for many years, where can a little girl in Anjin stand this?

An Jin looked at him and said, "It's just difficult, it's not impossible." Thinking that he was about to enter the palace to live, it should be impossible to apprentice, so he said, "Or, you teach me how to practice, and I will practice it myself." Thinking that all kinds of skills were not easy to pass on in ancient times, and she refused to owe Zhao Chengyi a favor, she added, "We exchange, you teach me how to get started, and I can give you the corresponding reward." ”

Zhao Chengyi looked at An Jin, and his mind turned a few times, thinking that in the future, maybe it would be good for An Jin to understand some martial arts. It's just a pay or something, why should she talk to herself about the payment, is she so afraid of owing herself? However, this is not up to her. He nodded and replied: "Okay, I wrote to send it later, and as for the payment, let's talk about it later." ”

"Why later? Let me make it clear to you first, the reward must be within my ability and willingness. An Jin was wary, she was not interested in playing any game with him that promised you a few requests, promised something that could not be promised.

Zhao Chengyi looked at her rabbit-like cautious and vigilant expression, loving and sad, and couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch her face, but there was movement on the other side of the room, but it was Biluo who took the cloak and came out. Red-clothed was talking loudly to Biluo at the door. Seeing this, Zhao Chengyi quickly disappeared into the flowers.

An Jin looked at Zhao Chengyi's invisible flowers and was silent for a long time, thinking that the goal was achieved, he didn't want to make more trouble, and he didn't want to entangle with Zhao Chengyi too much, so he turned around and walked in the direction of the house, and met Biluo who came in a hurry, and he didn't wear a cloak, so he ordered to go back to the room.

On the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Concubine Zhao sent an internal supervisor to pick up the An Jin sisters into the palace.

Zhao Chengyiguo did not lose his trust, and the day before An Jin entered the palace, he got a small note from Hongyi, which was densely written with charcoal, which was some of the primary methods of practicing martial arts. An Geun read it carefully, and didn't want to burn it, so he rolled it into a small tube, stuffed it into a hollow bracelet, and brought it into the palace.

The palace stipulates that the palace concubine is not allowed to take female dependents into the palace at will without the approval of the queen mother, and the noble women who enter the palace to live after approval are generally not allowed to bring their own maids, and the queen mother or the queen can bring at most one personal maid with special approval. However, His Majesty the Emperor once made it clear that the concubine Niangniang enjoyed all the privileges of the Queen Mother, so the concubine Niangniang had complete autonomy to take the younger nobles into the palace.

The concubine specially allowed An Jin to bring a personal maid into the palace, An Jin has always been Biluo and Xueqing who serve her closely, Xueqing is still young, and Biluo has always been safe, so she still brought the big girl Huanbiluo into the palace. Ruan Anzheng only lived for a small time, and never brought his maiden ring into the palace.

An Geun has never entered the palace, but in her previous life, she loved ancient buildings since she was a child, and she was familiar with the palace, without a trace of shock and discomfort. Following the palace attendants and palace maids through the long palace corridor, An Jin just watched her nose and nose, and occasionally nobles passed by, and she just bowed her head with the palace people.

Summer is hot, and although it's still early in the morning, it's still muggy.

An Jin followed the palace people and walked in the unobstructed palace corridor for more than half an hour before arriving at the Qingyou Palace of Concubine Zhao, the fine sweat had already soaked through the underwear, but until the palace people took her to the Qingyou Palace to meet the concubine Niangniang, she did not show half of her impatience and tired look.

When An Jin was brought to Concubine Zhao, it was a picture of strong contrast, the little girl's forehead was covered with sweat, her sideburns were soaked with sweat, wet and sticking to her ears, her face was red, and it seemed that she was still exuding heat. However, the posture of the little girl standing with her head bowed is elegant and serene, as if she is walking slowly in her own backyard.

"The courtier, Ruan Anjin, pays a visit to the concubine." When he arrived at the hall, An Jin followed Ruan Anzheng to perform a kneeling prostration, which had been practiced hundreds of times.

Concubine Zhao looked at An Jin, in a trance, she seemed to see another girl raise her eyes and smile playfully at herself, and said, "Ah Wan, what are you doing so slowly, the eldest brother and they are already in front, no matter how late it is, there is no part for you." ”

"Mother." Aunt Fan saw the concubine staring at An Jin, in a trance, and whispered beside her.

Concubine Zhao woke up, laughed, and said, "Get up." You're the girl, come up and I'll take a look. Girl, get up and sit down. ”

After speaking, he actually stepped forward in person, and then raised his head, although he seemed calm, he was betrayed by his slightly curious eyes.

And An Jin looked at Concubine Zhao in front of her, and she also had a moment of trance. She knew that Concubine Zhao was her aunt and grandmother, the same generation as her grandmother and grandmother, and she imagined that she could be an elegant old lady, a kind mother-in-law, or a majestic old woman.

But now the lady who appeared in front of her, dressed in a dark flower plain blue brocade robe, thick black green silk by a simple wooden hairpin, the face was quiet and gentle, the eyes were deep and waveless, when looking at you, it seemed to look into your heart, you can't see the age, just standing there The elegant figure exudes unparalleled nobility and faint flowing majesty.

Concubine Zhao took An Jin and sat on the chair together, and personally took the silk cotton handkerchief wet with water handed over by the palace maid to help An Jin slowly wipe her forehead and temples. An Jin didn't shirk, just quietly looked at her with wide eyes, her eyes were supple and honest, only Concubine Zhao saw the curiosity and scrutiny in the depths of her eyes.

"Grandmother." Suddenly, a young man's voice broke the quiet space in the hall, and with the sound, a tall young man wearing a dark gold pattern black brocade robe walked into the hall. An Jin turned his head, but it was the prince of Lingnan who had already had several faces, Xiao Ye.