After that day, Dugu Nagano went to Jiao Niang's courtyard every day.

Sometimes I go with official documents, sometimes I bring food, sometimes I bring some fresh knick-knacks.

Before you know it, the ice moon has passed, and it is the time of the warbler.

The heavy snow in Chang'an has stopped, and the warm sun is rising, and the snow is melting bit by bit.

Jiao Niang practiced in the courtyard, and Dugu Nagano sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, burying his head to deal with the official documents of the early dynasty.

The battle for the throne is getting more and more intense, and he is getting busier and busier.

Jiao Niang danced the sword back and forth in the yard, each sword has a breath like a bamboo, Dugu Nagano often said that she, the momentum of the sword dance is there, but the footsteps are vain, the chassis is unstable, but it is just some fancy shelves.

Jiao is not angry, and she wants to compete with him, but Dugu Nagano said.

"Every move and style of yours is taught by me, are you sure you want to compete with me?"

Jiao Niang was deflated and told Dugu Nagano angrily.

"Don't be complacent! I'll win you someday! ”

Jiao Niang was tired of practicing, she put away her sword and wanted to rest for a while.

Turning his head, he saw that it was the scene of Dugu Nagano concentrating on the official document, and seeing that Dugu Nagano didn't notice him, Jiao Niang smiled maliciously.

She placed her sword in the open space beside her, held a handful of snow on the ground in her hand, and quietly approached Dugu Nagano's back.

A shadow enveloped Dugu Nagano, he buried his head and smiled helplessly, raised his head, and turned around.

The coldness swept over his well-defined face, and then, slid down the hem of his shirt and into his neck.

"Hahaha."

The lady let out a silver bell-like laugh, quickly turned around, and ran away.

Dugu Nagano took advantage of the light work, caught up with Jiao Niang, and hugged her into his arms.

Jiao Niang let him hold him, smiling in his arms.

"Aye, are you still cool?"

Dugu Nagano chuckled and responded.

"Cool."

Jiao Niang didn't expect him to respond, so she was stunned for a moment, and then spoke.

"Then you let go of me, and I'll keep you cool and cool."

Dugu Nagano shook his head and held her palm.

"My hands are cold."

The lady looked at him with a smile.

"Aye, when will you be able to teach me light exercises? Just now, as soon as you started to do light work, you caught me all at once. In this way, I thought I would be caught by you as soon as I ran? ”

Dugu Nagano reached out and scratched the tip of her nose dotingly, and opened her mouth in a doting tone.

"You, why are you so impatient, the most taboo thing about learning martial arts is not to be down-to-earth, remember not to be in a hurry."

The lady nestled in his arms and pouted.

"You're so good, what if I can't catch up with you?"

Dugu Nagano rubbed her soft hair.

"If you can't catch up with me, I'll come looking for you."

Jiao Niang nested in the arms of Dugu Nagano.

"It's getting late, you should go back."

Jiao Niang buried her face in Dugu Nagano's arms and spoke in a muffled voice.

Dugu Nagano glanced at the horizon in the distance.

"Okay."

Jiao Niang took the lead in withdrawing from Dugu Nagano's arms, tidied up his clothes for him, and Dugu Nagano took her hand and walked towards the courtyard gate.

It's night.

Jiao Niang sat on the wooden board of the verandah and looked up at the stars in the sky, and the paper kite sat beside her.

"Everyone in this world is a star, and they will return to the sky after death, I don't know, which one will my father and brother be?"

The paper kite looked at the side face of the delicate girl, the delicate jawline, the curly eyelashes flickering, and the small and straight nose bridge.

Jiao Niang smiled at the corner of her mouth, her face was calm, her tone was relaxed, and she looked at the stars in the sky like that.

Dugu Nagano has been getting busier and busier recently, and presumably this battle for the throne has also put a lot of pressure on him. Paper kite, let's find a time to meet the big prince. ”

"Master, Dugu Changye is your father-killing enemy, why do you still want to help him?"

The paper kite frowned, not unraveling.

Jiao Niang chuckled, the paper kite had been with her for a short time, and she couldn't immediately understand her thoughts, she understood.

"Who said that I was going to help Dugu Nagano? This throne is naturally who is on the throne! ”

"You mean to let the eldest prince compete with the second prince and the snipe clam each other?"

The corners of Jiao Niang's mouth hooked.

"I didn't do that, I just felt that they weren't competitive enough to add to the fire."

The paper kite is clear.

"The master is wise."

Jiao Niang smiled mockingly, her eyes were dark.