"Today is the first day of your relationship with swords, Princess Yunmeng, do you know why you want to practice swords under me?" The white-bearded sword master said, kind eyebrows, kind eyes, and amiable, which made Ye Feng pause as if he had ascended to a fairyland.

She looked back, and the palace was still a palace, proving once again that this was a reality.

Ye Feng replied, "It's the emperor who wants me to get rid of my illness."

"I'm going to ask you a question." The sword master said.

"What's the problem?" She asked.

"I know that Princess Yunmeng doesn't learn and can't learn, and even the emperor looks down on you, but I know that there must be a reason for this, as the eighteenth generation of the swordsman, I don't want the swordsmanship I taught to be wasted in the hands of one person, so I hope you can rely on your own ability to learn the true meaning of the swordsmanship and swordsmanship I taught - except for you, I won't teach a second person." The sword master said.

"Why?" Ye Feng stopped asking.

"This is the rule of the palace, and it is also - the rule of my ancestors."

Ye Feng stopped thinking to himself, isn't this really going to be destroyed in the hands of me? Suddenly, I felt a little guilty.

"When you finish the swordsmanship and swordsmanship I have taught, I will hand over a book of swordsmanship secrets."

"Is that all?" Ye Feng stopped asking.

"Yes, but you don't have to be overly pressured, what I'm talking about is just a precondition, as long as you don't finish it, I can still pass that sword trick to others, but...... The art of swordsmanship may end with me. ”

Ye Feng stopped listening in a daze, she didn't know what he was trying to express.

"Alright! Starting tomorrow, from the beginning of the hour, the time of Shen falls. The white-bearded swordsman said.

"Yes, farewell Master!" Ye Feng stopped, and suddenly felt a very great burden on his shoulders, and the sun at this time also became extraordinarily meaningful and bright because of the beginning of this day.

"White Feather Official, I'm one step closer to you." Ye Feng stopped thinking to himself, happy and excited, his eyes were smart and lively, bright and extraordinary.

Ye Feng stopped pulling away from his thoughts, looked at the distance by the railing, and suddenly opened up.

It turned out that she didn't like him, but regarded him as a motivation and goal to move forward, and for Dumping Ran, she may have just been temporary, otherwise, how could she disturb her mind because of a sudden stranger?

Her heart was as strong as iron, and she was determined to leave the water, and there was no need for a reason.

I don't know when, the pomegranate blossoms are murmuring, the green water is breezy, the floors are stacked, the green tiles are heavy, and the heart is suddenly moving. Bustling with people and sassy postures, all equipped with well-made swords. The crowd is full of voices, almost one-third of the people in the city have come to this isolated paradise, for the "swordsman" style to come, in an instant, on the independent viewing platform, or connected to a piece of corridor, suddenly is the face or figure of the visitors, there are even officials of the city of dreams, there is no car outside the wall, presumably it is to bow forward, so that the rivers and lakes chivalrous pass.

"Girl, do you have a place here?" Suddenly, a strange woman came forward to ask, smiled, her voice was as sweet as the sweetness of the spring, her eyes were bright, her skin was ruddy and transparent, her jade was white and snowy, just like the snow lotus of the mountain that day, the only flaw was her thick lips, her nose and a lot of freckles on her cheeks, and her figure was not slender, she was a little hunchbacked, not on the surface, but she was better than her generous temperament and self-confidence from within.

"Oh, no." Ye Feng stopped in surprise for a moment.

"Let's go! Don't be delayed. The smaller, weaker little woman standing alone cried out softly, staring at her with a unique literary air.

Ye Feng stopped and noticed that there was still someone accompanying him.

Looking at the woman of his own age and the company of another little jade, Hui Zhi Shujing, turned her back away, the arm of the cheek fell off the trunk, and her eyes could not be removed from them for a long time, as if she was attracted by a magnet.

At first glance, they are not the same kind of people as themselves, they are lively and generous, but they are reserved and introverted.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the corridor, saying: "All the chivalrous swordsmen are invited to sit down in the Bodhi Pavilion, show their tooth cards, or the letter of introduction from their knees, unrelated people, please leave by yourself, and those who have prepared invitations in advance are invited to sit on the viewing platform or verandah."

Ye Feng stopped in a panic, her heart was empty, she had no tooth card, and no letter of introduction (that day because of the owner's ridicule and depressed heart, strolling on the street, and encountered insults, followed the dumping water to return to the house, completely left it behind, the tooth card was forgotten in the hall, and the outfit was also left in the hotel), she lost everything, forgot to forget the west, and forgot to stay in the hotel, it was really a headache!

She was depressed, bowed her head and walked down the stairs, one step at a time, thoughtful, entangled in trivialities, and frowned.

When she landed on the ground, she hit something straight on, and at a vague glance, it seemed to be a man's chest, she took a step back, raised her eyes, and saw that it was a tall and delicate son, with a clear face, thick eyebrows, and thick eyebrows, which made her heart ripple.

He didn't apologize, he didn't speak, he hesitated.

She seemed to have a familiar smell from him, was it an illusion?

Ye Feng stopped and passed by, and glanced at it, the sachet on his waist made her seem familiar.

She stopped and hesitated, it seemed to be the sachet engraved with the words "Zhu Xuanyu" that Cuiyu personally showed for her in the courtyard of another house that day, the courtyard seemed to be quite large, with green trees and white walls, as if it was the mansion of a large family.

He can't be the young master of that mansion, right? Then, took the opportunity to take my things.

If you lose it, you will lose it, if you don't throw it away, you have to hang other girls' things on your body, and I haven't seen it! It's out of place! It's disgusting......

Mo Yan laughed, recalling the slamming impact just now.

Sensing something, he reached out and touched his waist, and saw a delicate sachet tied to his belt, and thought to himself, who had tied it and when, and threw it to the ground, and walked away with it, and walked forward with a leisurely step.

Ye Fengzhi seemed to have taken the wrong way, because he was too nervous just now, so he suddenly turned back, and happened to meet the son again, she just took a step, and then looked down and saw the sachet that fell on the ground, indignant, it couldn't be that he lost it again, right? It's really a narrow road!

She squatted down and picked up the dusty sachet on the ground, walked forward angrily, and walked behind him, he was very tall, about a head taller than her, she paused, hesitated for a while, gently grabbed his sleeve and said, "Childe, did you drop this sachet?"

Why did her tone suddenly become so gentle, and even a little afraid of offending, seeing his handsome face looking back, she was still a little flustered.

"What's wrong?" He asked again.

I've already said that, am I saying it too quietly?

"Oh, I mean...... Childe, did you lose something? Ye Feng replied embarrassedly, his heart pounding.

She lowered her eyebrows, unable to bear it, feeling like she had fallen into a bottomless pit.

He bent down, lips puffed out, like the fragrance of a rose pouring out for a moment.

Between the teeth, it is chic.

"Girl, if you like me to send you, just treat it as me...... A token of your commitment. He said sharply, but without any pretense.

"......" Ye Feng stopped silently.

Her heart wandered on either side, hesitating, undecided.

He stared at the slight change in expression on her face, and his heart fluctuated.

"Thank you, but this sachet was originally mine, so please give it back to me!" She replied, staring at him with resolute eyes.

He struggled, "Okay, give it to you!"

His brow furrowed as he watched her leave.

He breathed a sigh of relief, this was the first time he had seen a woman, and he wanted to go to such great lengths to capture her heart.

Unexpectedly, the sachet turned out to be hers.

He walked into the side hall with his sword in hand, and the room was empty.

Ye Feng stopped "about to move" in his heart just now, wandering left and right, trying to ask how such a beautiful man could not let his daughter's family not be distracted?

But she already had the answer in her heart at the moment when she was entangled and wandering just now, as long as it was a man who faced her appearance and slender figure, all of them were moved by her, should she be happy about this, or should she be distressed by this? She wondered, wasn't Shui Ran attracted by her appearance in the first place? If she was so ugly, would the boy on the boat who she didn't know come to her rescue? If she is neither beautiful nor outstanding, then who would fall in love with her at first sight in the first place?

A person who has no talent, but has no appearance, is the greatest sorrow in life.

She was ruthless and resolute, mourning alone, sighing alone.

She stepped over the pomegranate flowers, looked up at the pavilion, the voice was boiling, the chivalrous girl who met her for the first time and smiled at her was shuttling between them, her face was smiling slightly, her voice was light and pleasant, and there was the small woman beside her who followed with her arms, they were like a yellow bird, a lark, beautiful and lively, but it was incomprehensible, so that she could not reach it.

She didn't know why she was overshadowed in front of them, she became intimidated, she felt suffocated by this sense of oppression a little bit, because of the lack of companions and love and support, and the lack of a sense of belonging and security?

At this moment, standing in the sea of people, she was alone, which made her unconfident and timid, as if she was in the same predicament three years ago - she took the token and carried the exit map, broke through the obstacles from the palace, and stood outside the noon gate with red paint and white walls, not knowing where to go.

The only thing that cheered her up was the secret book of swordsmanship—she had completed what the white-bearded swordsman had taught her.

Hopefully, in the next games, it will come in handy.

Holding her breath for a moment, she was calm, as if the fragrance of hibiscus flowers was flowing around that scene, and only the wave eyes of peach petals were clearly reflected in front of her.