……

With a different thought, she finally appeared in front of him again.

"What are you doing here?" His eyes were a little cold, indeed, such an unpleasant first acquaintance, she must have left a bad impression in his heart.

"I want to ask Gongzi to save me from southern Xinjiang." She knelt on the ground and directly stated the most important purpose of the trip.

"If that's what you're here for, you can go back." He refused mercilessly.

"If Gongzi is willing to save my southern Xinjiang, I am willing, willing to ......" She gently pinched the corner of her clothes, and her cheeks became hot.

"I'm not interested in you." His voice was as cold as ice, as if he would be enveloped in cold air as soon as he approached.

His words made her face suddenly turn pale, and she bit her lip desperately, a little overwhelmed.

He looked at her tears about to fall out of her inexplicably a trace of boredom, and just wanted to raise his hand to send her back to southern Xinjiang, but heard her raise her head and hold back her tears and say, "But Mr. can't drive me away, right?" Because I'm a disciple of the Sword Pavilion now. ”

The thought was cut off, he was slightly annoyed, and said in a suppressed voice, "Then do you know that the Sword Pavilion also has the rules of the Sword Pavilion, if you can't complete the sword style I taught, I can also expel you." ”

She wiped her tears and raised the corners of her lips and said, "As long as Mr. doesn't drive me away now, I will definitely be able to complete the sword pose taught by Mr." ”

He wanted to laugh a little, what he taught was never so easy to learn.

……

"A millimeter of miss, a thousand miles of difference. If not, you can go back. He looked at her slightly trembling arms and said calmly, even though he knew that she had practiced this sword move until midnight yesterday and had not slept until midnight.

Bei tooth bit the tip of her tongue heavily, the pain immediately invaded her brain, tears swirled in her eyes again, she took a deep breath, and used the clarity brought by the pain to use all her strength to finally raise her arm slightly, which was no different from what he taught yesterday.

Seeing the blood spilling from between her lips and teeth, he frowned slightly, but remained silent.

……

"This is the begonia cake I made, it is one of the most famous pastries in southern Xinjiang, can you try it, sir?" She looked at him with watery eyes open and asked cautiously.

He looked at the delicate pastries placed on the silver plate, then picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, took a small bite and threw it back directly to the silver plate and pushed the other pastries down, and before she could react, the pastries had fallen to the ground.

And he calmly said, "This is the most unpalatable pastry I have ever tasted." ”

She stood there a little overwhelmed, and some wanted to cry but could only force a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'll try." ”

As he watched her sweep the ground with tears in her eyes, he spoke again, "Instead of spending all this effort on this, it is better to think about how to practice the sword well." If you lose to Dongfang Qinghou again this time, you can leave. ”

Her body trembled and trembled when she heard this, and finally bit her lip and responded, "Yes, sir." ”

After watching her leave, his eyes fell on the only piece of pastry left on the silver platter that he had bitten a little into.

He picked up the piece of pastry again and put it in his mouth, the sultry freshness that permeated his lips and teeth.

The taste was not bad, he couldn't help but think.

For the first time, he felt the craving again, but it was too late to regret something.

……

"Sir, I won." She waved her sword at him happily.

But he did not respond to her with a calm face, but called the Dongfang Qinghou not far away.

"Why should you let her?" He said calmly. "Don't quibble, in terms of swordsmanship, ten of her can't beat you who were born with a sword embryo."

Dongfang Qinghou could only smile bitterly and didn't dare to say more.

"Punish you for practicing for an extra hour every day, do you have complaints?" He spoke.

Dongfang Qinghou hurriedly shook his head, such a punishment was unexpected by Dongfang Qinghou.

And he turned away, not looking at her the whole time.

She stood still and watched him leave, her eyes filled with tears again.

She finally understood that he was trying to get himself out of here, and perhaps in his heart, she was always the one he hated.

Do you want to leave? She couldn't help but ask herself.

Thinking about this, the sun was setting and the sun was rising, and she finally didn't have the strength to stand where she was and continue to think.

Before she could make a choice, she fainted.

When she woke up again, he looked at her and asked calmly, "Have you figured it out?" ”

She raised her head and looked into his eyes for the first time and said seriously, "I think about it, I want to stay here for a long time." I believe that one day, my husband's opinion of me will eventually change because of my efforts. ”

"I hope so." He said lightly, but he had to admit in his heart that he really needed to change his opinion of the woman in front of him.

……

"I'm going into retreat." He spoke.

"Hmm."

"In the past year, in addition to swordsmanship, your biggest improvement is your pastry." He said again.

"Thank you, sir." She was a little excited, but the next moment he sentenced her to death.

"Go back to southern Xinjiang, I don't know how long I will be in retreat, and there is no point in you staying here. Why don't you go back and stay with your father, he will be much happier to see you back. ”

She understood that he had no discussion about this matter.

"I'll go back after the retreat, sir." She said.

"Hmm."

Noticing that she was hesitant with her head down, he spoke, "Say whatever you want." ”

She looked up and smiled, hot tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Can you go to southern Xinjiang after Mr. leaves the customs? Southern Xinjiang is really beautiful, whether it is the desert or the clear iris, Mr. will not be disappointed when he goes to see it. ”

He was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly, "Okay. ”

……

"Miss, Su Gongzi is really hidden." The woman in the embroidered skirt looked at him holding a red spear on the golden jade platform and sighed.

"Hmm." She replied, but her gaze inexplicably fell on the woman in a blue-blue cigarette shirt that quietly appeared.

"Miss, Master Su is leaving, aren't you going to meet with him?"

She looked at the backs of him and the woman in the smoke shirt, and felt a little desolate in her heart, and finally could only shake her head and say, "No, let's see you again." ”

Maybe he never needed her presence by his side.

And I am nothing more than wishful thinking.

……

"Miss, Miss......"

The shouts in his ears finally woke up the sleeping Xu Liyang.

"Are you alright?" She looked at the little maid on the side and asked.

"Alright."

Xu Liyang then raised his eyes and looked at the bronze mirror, the person in the mirror was a phoenix crown, a golden hairpin and a jade hairpin, and his eyebrows and eyes showed a graceful and luxurious posture, and his face was like a famous painting that was frozen through the ages.

"Let's go." Xu Liyang said.

Immediately, the little maid put on a veil for her, Xu Liyang stood up and walked out of the side room, walking towards the noisy main hall.

Today is her wedding day.