After a sword contest in the Closed Pavilion, Wu Yiding followed the path, and after only a few ups and downs, he returned to the corner courtyard.

The night was quiet, Wu Yiding groped his way into the small bathhouse, and the careful You Yan simmered a large pot of hot water for her, which was still very hot, and the pot was steaming.

Wu Yinding's heart was pounding.

She soaked herself in the warm water, dipped her head in, and took a long breath before poking her head out.

Wu Yiding touched his white and slender arm, and shyly looked at his already full chest, the water droplets rolled, and his whole body was like a snow-white fish, delicate and white. The full chest and thin waist were convex and concave, and Wu Yiding unconsciously made his face hot again.

I suddenly remembered the scene when I had just competed with swords, ah! It's just so, too shy, how can he, how can he, he put his arms around his waist and still talk to himself so intimately? His mouth was next to his ear, and the breath he exhaled was so warm, it was really exciting, for the first time, a man was close to him, he was like a demon, and he didn't refuse him, he didn't want him to leave at all, that feeling, it was really warm.

Thinking about it, Wu Yiding's face burned hot, she hurriedly finished bathing and hid in the bed.

Wu Yiding couldn't sleep at all.

closed his eyes, and there was always the figure of a young man in black floating in front of him.

Although his voice was low, a little domineering, and a little hippie smile, it was clear that his words were so considerate!

The first time he competed with the sword, he didn't really want to catch himself, he didn't look like a wicked person at all, even if he asked in his words, he always revealed inexplicable concern.

The second sword fight, ah! "The night is painted, the jade snow is beautiful, the wind is dashing, and the sword is going." Wu Yiding still remembered a few verses of poetry he recited, he turned out to be such a gentle and elegant person, he shook his hands, Yushu's neck and long figure in the wind, a slightly magnetic voice, and a humble and sincere Yobi swordsmanship, not at all like a trickster.

This third sword fight, he is so smart, he is actually waiting there, do you know that I must go? Moreover, and he actually analyzed my psychological activities, does he still understand me and understand that I am going to play the trick of "golden cicada shelling"?

Wu Yiding thought like this and smiled again. Hey, what kind of person is he? His heart, his heart is so kind, he is so knowledgeable, he should be an elegant gentleman. He only heard himself cough twice, and then immediately stopped the sword fight, and his voice revealed concern and love, ah! He still grabbed his arm and spoke in his ear, his lips touching his ear. His manly air...... Oh my!

Wu Yiding thought about it for a long, long time, and then thought that when he was about to part, he also asked himself to compete with swords again in the future, "three days" or "five days", oops!

Wu Yiding didn't know what was wrong with him, he thought about it so much, and the figure of the young man in black lingered in his mind, until later, he fell asleep in a daze.

After the sword competition, he and Wu Yiding were separated, and the prince felt very confused, and he slowly walked back to Simintai.

"Is her name Long'er? She's a man? No! Never! The prince thought as he walked.

It was late at night, and the palace was very peaceful.

All the halls, pavilions and divisions are extremely silent and asleep, there are delicate snowflakes floating in the air, there is no flower, the night, cold and silent, the prince wants to go a little longer, he has a lot of things, many, many things, want to take advantage of this dark night, think about it for a while.

It was such a deep night, and no one bothered me.

As he walked, the prince thought about it while observing the palace where he lived every day.

It's beautiful! The dotted palace lights are like ...... Yes, like her, like her eyes. The appearance of "Long'er" and her life experience are so hazy and mysterious, just like the light in the dark night, and there is such a pitiful loveliness in the fog.

"She should be the boy who saved herself in the cave that day, no! She's not a boy, she's a girl herself. The prince speculated, "The fragrance of snow lotus, for so long, only every time I meet her, can I smell it, this refreshing, familiar and unfamiliar fragrance, is it snow lotus?" ”

The prince's heart was shocked, this medicine is very precious, under normal circumstances, only the palace or nobles can have it, she? So who is she? Where is she from? Where do you live?

The prince thought about it for a long, long time, but he was always puzzled.

Especially her sword, which was supposed to be a rare sword.

When he thought of the sword, the prince picked up his "Soul Breaking Sword" and looked at it. This Xiqi famous sword, the "Soul Breaking Sword" has finally met its opponent.

When he was very young, his grandfather Jiang Ziya gave him this famous sword, saying that this sword was only given to the Lord of the Ming Dynasty. This Soul Breaking Sword is worthy of its name, and ordinary swords will break when they encounter it, and a slightly better sword will also be damaged by a few gaps when it touches it. But these few sword competitions, "Long'er" sword is not afraid of his own "broken soul" sword, every time the two swords touch, there will always be sparks splashing, the force shocks the arms, after the sword competition, and then look at their own "broken soul", okay! It really lived up to the reputation of the famous sword, and it was undamaged.

"I wonder if her sword is wounded?" The prince thought about it like this, touched his sword with his hand again, smiled, and said to himself: "Broken soul, broken soul, you can be regarded as meeting a bosom friend!" Hey, when he has a chance, this prince will go to help you ask, what is the name of that sword that is very fierce, fiercer and more powerful than you! She's so powerful, you can't beat her, or if you like her, you just throw in the towel, hey! ”

The prince whispered like this for a while, and felt very sweet and funny, and involuntarily smiled, thinking, "Will she go to her own appointment and compete with swords?" How could she practice such a powerful swordsmanship from a girl's family? ”

Thinking like this, the prince felt that he had been too abrupt before, and he spoke close to her ear, putting his arm around her thin waist......

Oops, oops, not good, not good, not proper! Thinking like this, the prince suddenly found that his face was a little hot, hey!

"Why do you keep thinking about Long'er?" The prince's heart was pounding, and after thinking about it like this, he unconsciously returned to Simintai.

Over there, Wu Li sent Xiao Yuanzi, Xiao Guizi, and Xiao Zhanzi to supervise the five greenhouses built in the garden, and the accommodation was properly arranged, and more than 100 laborers went home to get cotton mattresses and winter clothes, and carried daily necessities.

"Before the New Year, these longitudinal stone ridges have to be built, start work today, the master dials the red meat down, everyone is diligent, the master has spoken, the New Year is coming, everyone has paid labor, and it will not be bad for everyone." Early in the morning, Wu Li came to the garden to speak.

Wu Li is the supervisor of the renovation of the garden, and he is responsible for this large piece. Ji Du gave him this piece of fat, he was happy, but he was also worried, when he reported the number, he was bold and reported ten more places for labor, and the panic in his heart, hey, I can't tell the truth!

Wu Li is really afraid that if something eventful is broken, then his Wu Li's poor will be regarded as the end. Therefore he arranged all things very carefully, and spoke in a good manner, lest these servitudes should be troubled, and if they were not done in the palace, they would be passed on to their masters, and it would not be easy to do so.

"Red meat is good, hehe, eat meat, have strength!" Ji Mao raised his voice and said loudly.

"The hero is right, we eat meat, but we can't live up to the hearts of our masters, we have to work hard, don't we?" Wu Li pointed out his throat and followed Ji Mao's words.

"This guy, if you don't coax him, once something happens, it is estimated that he will be the first to make trouble." Wu Li had a smile on his face, but he thought like this in his heart.

The renovation of the abandoned garden began in this way.

On the construction site, it is also in full swing, and the laborers are very motivated. Wu Li arranged the labor side of the matter, and immediately walked towards the small shed, the kitchen shed where the dishes were cooking.