If you want to talk about the time that really makes Arnold's heart cold, it should be at the end of her fourteenth year.

  On that day, the house was still as deserted as ever, she and her senior brother were practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and she couldn't wait to help her son complete his ambition of dominating the world.

  During the practice of martial arts, Arnold was a little thirsty, rested for a while, and took advantage of the time to rest, she sneaked into the courtyard of Song Jinchao.

  The plum blossoms in the yard are fragrant, and there are a few housekeepers in the yard of the son, and the girl takes advantage of the fact that the family is not paying attention, so she runs in with a smoke, and the family comes back to her senses and hurriedly catches up, shouting in her mouth: "The girl ......"

  Arnold couldn't remember exactly what she said, maybe she was full of wanting to find Song Jinchao at that time.

  As she galloped into the yard, her steps faltered.

  Jia Ding panted and followed behind him, looked at the person lying on the chair tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "Master, the slave really can't stop Miss Liuli." ”

  The young man rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, waved his hand, and said, "Go down." ”

  The family leaves.

  Arnold stood in place as if she had been immobilized, with the plum tree beside her, and when the wind blew, the golden plum blossom fell on top of her head, bringing a burst of coolness.

  She looked at the young man lying on the chair in a daze, with his clothes wide open, the young man's appearance had faded from his previous immaturity, and he was a little more calm, even if he was seen by Arnold in such a chaotic way, he did not panic in the slightest.

  He raised his hand and pushed away the concubine lying on him, and then slowly tidied up his clothes, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of confusion between the beds.

  The concubine was pushed away, and pouted a little dissatisfied, but was blocked by a glance from the young man, she had to hold her clothes, and left with some resentment, Arnold didn't even give her a look.

  After a while, the plum rain stopped, and Arnold said in a daze: "Childe, you ......"

  The young man stood up, with the smell of rouge powder of the concubine on his body, pungent and tight, he frowned, obviously a little disliked, but only for an instant, he smiled gently, and the cloud was light: "Arnold, you are still young, and today's matter is also negligent on the part of this king, in the future, you will not be allowed to enter the courtyard without being introduced, do you know?" ”

  He obviously said it with a smile, but it made her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar, and Arnold seemed to have something stuffed in her throat, and she couldn't say anything.

  yes, who is she to question?

  She's just a little minion, trying to do whatever he wants, and now she's just woken up.

  She bent down and arched her hand: "Master, slave obeys." ”

  Then, turning around, the hem of her skirt was stained with golden petals, and she walked out without leaving a step.

  Behind him was the minion's whisper, "Master, Miss Liuli seems to be a little wrong." ”

  The young man shook his head helplessly: "The child is temperamental." ”

  The slave wanted to speak and stopped, he thought that the master was so good to the glass girl because he was happy, but now it seems that he wants to be left.

  But he didn't see it, the young man's gaze stopped for a long time on the plums scattered all over the ground, with some hazy colors in his eyes, and others couldn't know it.

  That year was the fourteenth year of Arnold and the eighteenth year of Song Jinchao.

  After that, Arnold took all the obstacles for him with a bloody storm and became the most qualified and sharpest sword in his hand.