Let's say that after Qin Yan returned to Xiangguo's Mansion on his own that night, he was thinking about fighting with Weiyang all night. His martial arts are on par with himself at a young age, and his light skills are beyond his reach. Gongzi Weiyang's life experience has become a mystery, and the teacher is even more impossible to investigate, and the two times they met were the temperament of doing it without asking the reason. Moreover, it was met in the Northern Desert again, and this person appeared out of thin air, I don't know if it was good or bad.

"Where have all the people gone? Why don't you even have a janitor? A graceful and luxurious woman dressed in a satin brocade dress with two big maids and an old lady had already entered the jade house, frowning as she went.

The little maid who was waiting in Shuyu Zhai ran out of the wing room in three steps and two steps, and Jiang Tao bowed down and said hello first: "Mrs. Hui, the son only came back at dawn today, and he hasn't gotten up yet." ”

"Don't make any noise with him, when he gets up and has lunch, let him come to my yard." Mrs. Xiangguo smiled lightly, her face still beautiful.

Mrs. Xiangguo's maiden name is Qiu Xiaoyue, the eldest daughter of the Taishi Mansion, who was quite famous in the capital back then, and knew everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs. Xiangguo Qin Shaohui, a talent, and full of poetry and books, was the first champion after the new emperor inherited the throne.

The two had to be married by the emperor first, and they liked each other.

Qin Yan is the only son-in-law, who has been smart and intelligent since he was a child; It's just that he doesn't like to talk, and he has a cold face all day long, and he is extremely indifferent. When he was five years old, he got lost in Zhongshan during winter hunting, and was met by chance when he came to the son's covenant to ask for traces, and picked up the Broken Sky Temple.

It should also be a chance, and when he was asked if he was willing to learn martial arts, he blinked his dark eyes and thought seriously for a long time, and finally nodded firmly.

Gongzi asked the trace to squat down beside Qin Yan's slender body, and said softly: "He can't leave, Wen Taowu is strategic, wise and brave, he is a strange person in the world, if you want, take him back to his parents and follow him." ”

Qin Yan suddenly walked over and knelt down in front of him, and kowtowed four times in a proper manner.

Buli hugged him in his arms and laughed.

"The old man has been with him all his life, and he has always been poisoned by his poisonous tongue in the morning and evening, and I don't know how much I have suffered. This kid is so much to my liking, and it's not easy to have such a calm operation at such a young age. ”

Childe's question marks seem to have come out of calligraphy and painting, and he is full of poetry and books. He seems to have seen all the prosperity of the world, his eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and his smile is sparse, but he does not make people feel rude, as if he should be such an unstained person.

"I have spent half my life to find the person I trusted, congratulations!" As he spoke, Gongzi took out a foot-long short sword from his cuff and handed it to Qin Yan.

The short sword, the body of the sword is not more than a foot long, not an inch wide, the scabbard is simple, and the whole body is black.

Buli was stunned and muttered, "Are you really willing?" ”

"If you want to give, you must always give a decent one, why can't it be much worse than your Ice Spirit Sword?" Childe's question marks are still faint.

Without leaving, he didn't shirk it, and said to Qin Yan: "My son just accept it!" He turned his head to look at Gongzi and asked, "This inconspicuous little thing, I think it made a lot of trouble in most of the martial arts back then, but it turned out to be in your hands." ”

"I got it by accident, I hid it for many years, and today I feel that this 'desolation' should be this child." He bent down and plunged the short sword into Qin Yan's belt, without the slightest reluctance.

"I originally planned to spend more time with you, but now I don't have the interest; The old man has picked up the treasure, I'm afraid you will covet it, so it's better to go back to the nest earlier! ”

Gongzi asked the trace suddenly solemnly and said: "I'm afraid that this kid is the little young master in the capital, it's better for you to go to find Yuche, you can take him back smoothly with him." ”

"Thank you Gongzi for being thoughtful, I'm just afraid that this child's family is in a hurry, so it's not too late to send him back first and then go to find Yuche, you can't run left and right." Joy in the eyes.

That night, he did not leave the door of the martial arts alliance leader to visit.

If seniority is ranked according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, Yu Che has to shout that he can't leave his seniors.

Without leaving or waiting for Yu Che to ask carefully, he said everything in a few words.

Yu Che was stunned after hearing this, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. With his reputation and status in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many people want to worship him. Now that such a good thing is automatically delivered to the door, how can you miss it? He then agreed with a stack of voices and personally led the way to Qin Xiangguo's mansion.

At first, Qin Xiangguo did not agree. Scholars naturally hope that their heirs can take the career of the imperial examination, rise to the top, and serve the imperial court in the future.

After Qin Yan returned home, he packed up his clothes and a few books, ran into the front hall with a small baggage, and stood in front of him, with a look of determination to go.

Qin Xiangguo, under the persuasion of Yu Che, reluctantly agreed. But Mrs. Xiangguo cried so much that she refused to live or die.

Qin Yan pulled his hand and walked out, without looking back.

When I left home at a young age, I went for 12 years. When he returned to Beijing at the age of seventeen, he had grown into a jade tree in the wind. Qin Xiangguo intended to test his knowledge, and in the spring of the second year, he entered the examination room and won the championship in one fell swoop.

Although Qin Xiangguo didn't say it on his face, he was really happy in his heart.

But the court is not a child's play, Qin Yan became famous in one fell swoop, and completely shattered his yearning for the rivers and lakes in his heart. When he was young, he didn't feel anything, but many years later, when he couldn't help himself, he really realized the helplessness in between.

Qin Yansi returned to Xiangguo Mansion after a while, and he never slept deeply, but at this time, he heard that his mother was coming, and he put on his clothes to welcome him out.

"Why is Mother here?"

"Can't my mother come?" Mrs. Xiangguo smiled lightly, her eyes full of doting. In the blink of an eye, his son is so old, the wind god is handsome, and his appearance is dignified, and he is indescribably satisfied.

"It's cold outside, mother, come in and sit." Qin Yan turned sideways to open the door, and a maid on the side had already raised the door curtain.

"Mother is not so weak." Madame patted Qin Yan's arm, looked at her polite and distant son, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. When I was a child, I looked like I was not close to anyone, and I was not even close to my mother. She knew in her heart that this was just his temperament, but her son was not coquettish or tired of people since he was a child, so he felt useless.

"It's the New Year, in previous years, you weren't at home, but this year you are going to the Yu family to give a New Year's gift." Mrs. Xiangguo sat down on the chair, took the maid's tea, and warmed her hands.

Qin Yan didn't answer, he was a little stunned, and instantly understood what his mother meant. He has seen Yu Ranqing, the daughter of the first beauty in martial arts, not to mention her appearance, her father is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the family heirloom martial arts.

People in the capital are rumoring that Jade Dyan is the first talented woman in the capital.

Although he doesn't hate it, he doesn't admire it much, the marriage contract he has made since he was a child, if he doesn't marry her, there will be others, it's the same.

"Mother, I can save it." Qin Yan said lightly.

"My mother will go back to prepare the gift list, and after the new year, my mother will go with you, just to see Mrs. Yu." Mrs. Xiangguo was happy when she saw that her son responded.

Qin Yan nodded, picked up the teacup on the table and drank tea, and did not take the initiative to speak.

"Let's go to my mother's side for lunch, my mother hasn't eaten with you for a long time." Mrs. Xiangguo looked at him, no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't love her heart no matter how flattering she was.

Qin Yan was worried about the errand in the palace, so he refused Mrs. Xiangguo without thinking about it: "Mother, my son will enter the palace later, and the fire in the Shuangxue Palace last night has not yet been clarified." ”

"Like your father, he only cares about the affairs of the palace, when will he be free?" Mrs. Xiangguo knew that he was helpless, so she could only sigh, "That's it, wear more, don't be cold." He stood up and arranged Qin Yan's robe with his own hands, and ordered someone to take a comb and tie Qin Yan's hair with his own hands.

"Mother went back." After speaking, he didn't wait for Qin Yan to send it, held the hand of the big girl, and left Shuyuzhai.

Qin Yan was sent outside the courtyard, called Jiang Tao to prepare a horse, and went into the palace.

Mu Qinghan guarded Mu Qingyan for a whole day, and on the second watch, she woke up.

"Brother Han?" The voice was hoarse, and I could barely hear that I was shouting Mu Qinghan.

"Don't move!" Mu Qinghan got up and walked to the table, poured half a cup of warm water from the teapot, walked to the side of the bed to help Mu Qingyan, and put the teacup close to her lips, "Drink some water, slow down!" ”

Thinking that she would not wake up until at least dawn, she was anxious.

Weiyang drank half of the tea slowly with Mu Qinghan's hand, and then said in a low voice: "Brother Han, I'm fine, don't worry." ”

She didn't know it herself, and she had to gasp for a long time when she was weak to speak.

Mu Qinghan looked at her very distressed, the two siblings lost the love of their parents since they were children, and they grew up dependent on each other. Although she is independent and resilient, she still instinctively relies on him, her dear brother.

I was reluctant to murder her, so I had to gently put her to sleep on the bed, covered the quilt, and went to lie down on the soft couch in front of the window.

Weiyang lost too much blood, and the person woke up and didn't wake up, drank a few sips of water and fell asleep. Mu Qinghan listened to her breathing evenly, calmed down, he hadn't slept peacefully for two nights, and he was tired.

Mu Qinghan woke up before dawn, walked to the side of the bed and reached out to catch Weiyang's pulse, carefully diagnosed, and changed hands and diagnosed. Seeing that she was still sleeping, she was very stable, knowing that the dangerous period was over. He got up, cleaned his face and hands, straightened his robe, and went out of the room.

Out of Mu Qingyan's yard, he practiced early in the back garden.

Qingjin heard the sound of him going out, got up and tidied up the clothes that had not been taken off all night and went to Weiyang's house. When she entered the room, Feng Shi was taking her pulse, and she didn't look up when he came in.

After a while, the sacrifice was in front, and the green man came out into the courtyard in the back.

"The young master is fine." Feng Sai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his voice was cold and poisonous.

"Young Master Han personally guarded for two days and nights, of course it's fine!" Qing Jin gave him a blank look, and gave him a 'you idiot' look, if the young master has something, the young master Han will not leave.

The priest ignored it and turned away.

Qing Jin glanced at his back speechlessly, and called the maid to prepare some porridge, and he picked out a few kinds of blood-replenishing herbs, and simmered them with japonica rice.

Before the words fell, I could hear a voice in the room. He was afraid that he had misheard, so he listened carefully, "Qingjin, come in!" "The voice is weak and weak.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and shouted to the side room: "Seal the sacrifice, the young master is awake!" Without waiting for the priest to answer, he first lifted the curtain and entered the inner room.

"Water!" Weiyang's voice lost its moisture and moistness, and he was hoarse and astringent, leaning on the pillow on the bed and half-sitting.

Qing Jin hurriedly went to the table, held the insulated teapot and a cup in his hand, walked back to the bed, poured half a cup of water and handed it to her, Weiyang took it and drank it all, holding the cup and not letting go, Qing Jin was stunned for a moment and immediately knew that she still wanted it, so he poured more than half a cup, and drank three glasses of water in a row, and Weiyang returned the cup to him.

Feng Shi heard a shout from He Qingjin, and followed in anxiously. At this time, looking at Weiyang's gray face on the bed, his anger was accumulating more and more.

"Where's Brother Han?" When Weiyang woke up in the middle of the night, he clearly remembered that Mu Qinghan was by his side.

"Young Master Han is out, I'll send someone to find it!" Before Qingjin's voice fell, someone outside the window answered: "The young owner is practicing swords by the stream, and he will return after a while, so he doesn't need to bother." "The voice is cold and there is no temperature.

It was Mo Xuan, and Weiyang heard the man's voice.

"Four people, three dead and one wounded, one of them has a swordsmanship that seems to be the path of the Netherworld Ghost Sect, but the yin and evil are insufficient, mixed with the mental methods of other families, and I can't tell which sect it is." Weiyang didn't wait for the two of them to ask questions, and talked about what happened that night.

Qing Jin paced on the ground for a while before asking, "The supreme of this generation of the Netherworld Ghost Sect is the Ghost Seal, I remember that there seemed to be another person who was not inferior to him in terms of ability or swordsmanship, but unfortunately that person disappeared out of thin air after going mad. ”

"That man is extremely thin and tall, and his stature is not bad for Brother Han, so a very narrow thin-bladed sword should be a weapon of the Netherworld Ghost Sect; I searched the bodies of the three dead people, but I found nothing. The injured one, for some reason, suddenly left after being shot by me, and I didn't have the right blade, so I couldn't help him. Gasping for breath to tell the story roughly, there was a fine sweat on his forehead in the winter.

Qing Jin half-knelt on the bed, helped her lie back again, and said, "Young master, you rest, and leave the rest to us to take care of, but it will be clear in a day or two." ”

Nodding his head gently, Weiyang's strength was exhausted, so he had to close his eyes and take a nap.