Ji Yu thanked the general, took off his coat, walked over and covered it on Xiang Zhong's back under the "inexplicable self-congratulatory mode", and then picked him up and hurried back to the house.

After all, it was an autumn night outside, and I had just come out of the cold lake, so I couldn't stay for a long time.

Mrs. Xiang had also arrived at this time, took Xiang Zhong from Ji Yu's hand, sat at the head of the bed, and asked the little girl for ginger soup to feed him spoonful by spoonful, and complained in her mouth: "In the middle of the night, I don't have to run to the lake to do baa!" Drink more! Be careful of scalding, can you do it? ”

"That's great! I can hear it clearly, it turns out that I fell into the lake and bubbles, and there is this effect! "I was secretly happy in my heart, but for the time being, I kept this secret to myself.

After feeding the ginger soup, Xiang Xiao Madam covered Xiang Zhong with a quilt, and watched him fall asleep before leaving.

Ji Yu and Xiang Zhong slept in the same bed, and saw that Xiang Zhong was coaxed to sleep, and he had not been coaxed to sleep by his mother for a long time, to be honest, he almost forgot what it was like, until he saw Xiang Xiao Madam so attentive and lovingly patting Xiang Chong's little quilt, and then a sour taste secretly welled up in his heart.

In order to hide this emotion, because he felt that there was something in his eyes that should not be "man" about to leak out, he pretended to turn over, turned inside, and tried to suppress the sudden feelings.

"Everyone has a father and mother, but why is my father so ruthless? I was able to put my sister and I in the hands of domestic servants for more than ten years, although we have never lacked food and clothing, and even our studies have not been delayed, but there is only one irreplaceable parental affection, and we don't have it. ”

In Ji Yu's life, it seems that he has forgotten the existence of his father and mother, Yan Zi, who is far away in Qi State, is devoted to the country and has no time to discipline his children, and he also knows that these two children, one loves martial arts and likes to pester servants to learn archery; This little niece is a "hyperactive" child, and she must be disciplined by someone.

Thinking about it, although Ji Yu was able to control her tears and not be discovered by the little lady, her body, which was slightly up and down because of the sobbing, was noticed by the little lady Xiang carefully.

She also guessed that it was because she only cared about patting her child's belly and coaxing her to sleep, and ignored the emotional needs of her little brother, who was only ten years old before she had also grown into an adult, so she also stretched out her arm and gently patted him.

Ji Yu was touched by this sudden caresse, no longer sobbing, first did not dare to move, and then was patted for a while, he finally smiled secretly, the kind that was laughing with his eyes closed, he had a very special feeling: it seemed that the gentle patting from behind him, like a warm current, melted his heart like an ice cube that had been frozen for many years.

"Sir is like a mother! That's nice! I will take good care of my heavy son in the future, just like I take care of my own brother. In this way, I am worthy of the love of my husband. ”

Xiao Ji Yu secretly made up her mind to repay her double love from her husband in this way in the future: the grace of education and the affection of caresses.

The night of the "Sunset Moon Festival", where excitement and thrill coexisted, ended in such a full arrangement.

According to the arrangement of "Little Tail", they have to linger for a few more days before leaving, after all, it is not easy to come here, there are many exchanges, and it is absolutely not enough to have a night when the program is overfilled.

In the early morning, the rooster of the old mansion crowed on time, but the sky was still only slightly transparent on the west side by the power of the full moon, and the large night sky in the east was swept away at a glance, and it was still a feeling that the night was thick.

But in the courtyard, there was already a figure practicing sword dancing in the wind generated by the sound of the sword piercing the air.

This kind of voice is familiar to Ji Yu, Yan Zi entrusted to take care of his domestic servant, pretending to be Orion, was originally a military attache under his account, and also has the habit of waking the sword in the morning before dawn every day, it can be said that Ji Yu listened to this special "alarm clock" in the morning and grew up.

And in the old mansion, he heard the sound of the same sword cutting through the air, just as he was used to, he also got up gently, touched his small bamboo sword, pushed open the door, and followed the sound to find it.

Ji Yu felt the power from the autumn night, and his clothes, almost as if he were not wearing them, could not resist the autumn coolness like water.

When I got out of the door, I couldn't help but shiver at first.

The sound of the sword was loud, and the speed of the sword was very fast, and this movement attracted the ten-year-old boy, completely ignoring the cold of the weather.

The small figure, with a short bamboo sword, quietly stood next to the practice ground of the martial artist who was dancing, with a chic posture, up and down, left and right, and swirling and moving, his height was only one shoulder and a head higher than that row of small bushes, but it was enough for him to enjoy this rare "sword practice" at a close distance:

I really don't know how he made such a long soft sword spike, in the process of dancing with the sword body, it can also be as tough as a part of a hard sword body, and the rotation of the sword body and the body shape is perfectly coordinated between the wrist and the light turn of the wrist.

I saw the sword edge passing by, the osmanthus fluttered and fell, and the dead leaves on the ground were also rolled up together with such a big movement, mixing a special effect: it seems that the human figure, in the shadow of the flowers and leaves, was surrounded, and the figure moved too fast, under the visual stay, it could not make people feel that this was a person, it seemed that there were several people fighting together, rotating and wandering, fragmented figures, it can be seen that this is a pure white practice uniform, black narrow waist seal, the skirt is very elegant, like a Chinese painting of Danqing ink figures, Just from the raw Xuan water stains leaked out, extremely smart.

The sword momentum is getting higher and higher, and the people are getting more and more moving, I see, dancing and dancing, even people with swords, directly a few steps towards a thick locust tree trunk rushed over, a few steps lightly, light clouds straight up like a big stride, directly up to the crown of the tree, and heard a few "whoosh" after a few sounds, a few branches and leaves at the top of the branch, swept by the sword, have fallen down.

The branches and leaves have not yet landed, and this white figure has fallen from the tree one by one, the head of the sword rushes to the ground, and the person is also in an upside-down posture, falling from the sky!

The moment the tip of the sword poked the ground, it bent a little, and the whole company with the sword bounced up and up, and then went up to a branch, and the person stood upright again, but he was not in a hurry to come down, but hung down on one leg and sat on the branch with one butt.

"Hey, is that enough?"

Ji Yu was fascinated by it, but he didn't expect that his own "little look" had already been discovered by the sword dancer.

"Ahh Please forgive me for coming uninvited, dare to ask what is the name of His Holiness? Such superb swordsmanship is really an eye-opener for me, and I can't bear to pause. ”