"It's almost time, so you can go back and rest first."

Yan Zhong looked at the red on Yan Chengcheng's face, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Although there are no male dolls, the female dolls in my general's mansion are not easy to bully!"

Yan Chengcheng was happy to see Yan Zhong, and the smile on his face was also clear and shallow.

The four of them returned to the hairpin garden, and Yu'er looked at Yan Tingcheng, who was lying on the couch when she returned to the room, and only felt distressed, when did her young lady suffer such a crime?

"Little ......"

"You go out to prepare some food first, and go to boil some hot water with Xunyin, the little lady will be more comfortable later."

Zhao Qiu motioned for her to go out first, Yu'er bit her lip, glanced at Yan Tingcheng, who was resting with her eyes closed, and then left.

"Little Miss likes martial arts very much?"

A pair of dexterous hands pressed on Yan Tingcheng's legs, and the force that was neither heavy nor light made Yan Chengcheng's body relax.

"Aunt Zhao has seen more than me, how many of those women who are proficient in calligraphy and painting like these?"

Yan Qingcheng's eyes didn't open, and his tone was indifferent: "It's just the way of the world."

"Little Miss is a smart one."

Zhao Qiu was stunned, but the movements in his hands did not stop, but with a faint smile: "What does the little lady plan to do in the future?"

"What to do ......"

Yan Qingcheng opened his eyes slightly, the corners of his lips hooked up a smile, and there was a little more playfulness in his eyes: "What if I say, I don't want to do anything, I just want to guard my grandfather?"

"If Miss wants to do that, it's good."

Zhao Qiu smiled faintly: "Miss also hoped that Miss Xiao could live a safe life at the beginning, as for the rest, that's it." ”

Yan Qingcheng looked at Zhao Qiu, smiled, then turned his head and closed his eyes: "I'll rest for a while, Aunt Zhao will go out to rest later." ”

"The old slave asked Xunyin to boil hot water and make some food, and the little lady can go after a while."

"Hmm."

After a period of silence, after hearing the girl's breathing become long and steady, Zhao Qiu stood up, looked at the sleepy, defenseless sleeping face, and felt a trance in his heart, then shook his head with a wry smile and walked out slowly.

Yan Qingcheng's eyes slowly opened, and he looked thoughtfully in the direction where Zhao Qiu left, then closed his eyes and took away all thoughts.

In this general's mansion, she only trusts Xunyin Yu'er and Yan Zhong, and as for others, she always maintains a vigilant heart.

Even if Zhao Qiu told her that she used to be the person next to her mother, and she had never gotten along with that cheap mother, why should she trust the people around her.

In a trance, Yan Qingcheng fell asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up, it was already the second day when the sky was slightly white.

Xunyin heard some slight movements from inside, and hurriedly turned the lamp in, and saw Yan Chengcheng getting up, drinking tea on the table, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Chengcheng sit down: "This tea is cold, Miss first stabilize your mind, and the slave maid will go and get a new pot of tea." ”

"No need."

Yan Qingcheng shook his head, the room was very warm, this tea was at most a room temperature, not to mention that she was not so squeamish.

"When you prepare hot water, let someone bring it, and I'll wash it."

Yesterday was covered in sweat, and if she didn't wash it today, she would really dislike herself.

Xunyin hurriedly said, "It's ready, Miss, please wait."

After a while, Yan Tingcheng finally took a hot bath, and it seemed that every pore was opened, which comfortably made Yan Tingcheng close his eyes, and then drank herbal tea, and his mind was clearer.

Yesterday, Yan Zhong didn't teach much, but a few basic actions, plus how to grow internal force.

It's not difficult to move Yan Chengcheng, but she always feels a little uneasy about giving birth to internal force.

Yan Qingcheng's heart moved, he took a breath in his mouth, felt the qi in his body, and slowly explored the dantian.

It wasn't until that true qi had walked in his body for a few days that Yan Chengcheng stored the qi that was still running, and slowly opened his eyes, with a little surprise in his eyes.

She could feel that there seemed to be something different in her body, different from the quenching body, it was lighter.

It's just that the true qi is really small, and Yan Qingcheng didn't have time to gather qi in the palm of his hand before it had already dissipated.

"Hoo ......"

Yan Qingcheng smiled bitterly, if it was really such a useful golden finger, wouldn't she be even more rebellious than a genius.

You still have to take it one step at a time.

Yan Qingcheng put away his thoughts, and Zhao Qiu outside worried: "Little Miss, the time is almost up, if it takes a long time, I'm afraid of catching a cold."

Yan Qingcheng responded, stretched out his hand and pulled the cotton and linen on the side, wrapped his body directly, stepped out of the bathtub, put on his clothes, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and took a red hair rope and tied his long hair into a ponytail.

"Miss, the slave will come and dress you."

Yu'er took a step forward, and Yan Qingcheng stood up: "That's it."

"Ahh......h

Yu'er was obviously a little stunned, and looked at the green silk that Yan Qingcheng had bundled up, and her eyes straightened: "Miss, this is unreasonable."

Yan Qingcheng frowned, Zhao Qiu opened the curtain and came in to see it, and said with a smile: "Little Miss wants to facilitate martial arts."

"But Miss is now the housekeeper of the General's Mansion, if that's the case, I'm afraid it's not very good."

Yu'er said hesitantly, but a pair of eyes couldn't help but glance at Yan Qingcheng's long hair several times.

"Who says daughters are inferior to men?"

Zhao Qiu took Yan Chengcheng and sat down, stretched out his hand to hold the hair comb in his hand, and gently pulled the hair rope, and suddenly, the green silk was like a waterfall, surrounded by a girl without powder, but also red lips, snow skin, and general eyebrows and eyes, even if it is described by the word "Allure", it is not too much.

Zhao Qiu's hands are very dexterous, he directly pulled up a bun for Yan Tingcheng, and gave a magnolia hairpin to the hairpin, if it weren't for Yan Tingcheng still wearing women's clothes, he would be a rather heroic little handsome man.

"Miss is really good-looking......"

Yu'er swallowed her saliva without a breath, and her face turned red.

Even if it's dressed like this, it's not out of harmony.

Yan Qingcheng stood up: "I'll go to grandpa's place later, you don't have to have breakfast in the yard."

Yu'er was a little surprised: "So early?"

Seeing that Zhao Qiu had taken the cloak for Yan Chengcheng, Yu'er hurriedly went out to find Xunyin so that she didn't have to continue to prepare.

It snowed overnight at night, Yan Tingcheng came out, the road was white, and there were already servants who began to shovel the snow, Yan Tingcheng listened to the sound of stepping on the snow, and only felt that the mood was also a little subtle.

Yan Qingcheng stretched out his hand, and the snow fell on his fingertips, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that his facial features seemed to be a lot more sensitive.