The next day, when the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the Lingshuang Courtyard of Jing'an Palace, Cheng Qingyue remembered the scene when she first met Jiang Yichen.

It was a spring six years ago, and she had just turned seventeen, three years after the day the master rescued her.

On that day, the master ordered her to go to the back mountain to collect medicine, and she went out in the morning glow. Cangwu Mountain is full of mountains and mountains, verdant and steep, perennial clouds and mist, the mountains are full of rare medicinal materials, close to noon, her back basket has been filled.

When she returned to the cottage, it was already noon, she put down her basket and called the master twice, but there was no answer.

Suddenly, she heard movement behind the grass hut and went over to find out. It turned out that the master and a young man were competing in a sword, the man's posture was vigorous and agile, his swordsmanship was as sharp as electricity, and his momentum was like thunder, but he was free to retract and release, obviously it was a sword competition, but the man danced the sword elegantly and abnormally, which looked very pleasing to the eye, and Cheng Qingyue couldn't help but secretly cheer for this man in his heart.

Cheng Qingyue took a closer look and found that the man's swordsmanship was the same as that of the master, but he had the momentum of being better than the blue. Just as he was thinking, the master shouted: "Next!" and threw his sword at her. She leapt and grabbed the hilt of her sword, landed steadily, and gathered all her strength to stab forward.

During the viewing process just now, she already understood that the other party's swordsmanship was exquisite, so she didn't dare to be careless at this time, and used all her strength to fight with the other party.

After twenty rounds, Cheng Qingyue gradually lost her physical strength, slowly fell to the wind, and when she was wheezing, she only heard a "clang", and her sword had been knocked to the ground.

"Hahaha, yes, the apprentice's swordsmanship is getting more and more sophisticated!" Liu Ze'an looked up to the sky and laughed, very pleased.

Cheng Qingyue picked up the falling sword, came to the master's side, and said angrily: "Master, the apprentice's skills are not as good as others, what is there to be happy about?"

"Hahaha, it's not just you who is talking about the teacher, this is your senior brother, Jiang Yichen, his swordsmanship is already above the teacher, you can make twenty rounds of moves under his sword, it's already very good." Liu Ze'an comforted his apprentice.

Cheng Qingyue said suspiciously: "Senior brother? When did the apprentice have an extra brother? ”

Liu Ze'an stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This sentence is more appropriate for your senior brother, he was already worshipping under the throne of the master when he was eight years old, but he was much earlier than you, so it is not a shame for you to lose under his sword!"

Jiang Yichen put away his sword momentum and looked at the master and apprentice with a smile.

Cheng Qingyue pursed her lips and was even more displeased, "What if the apprentice is early, who stipulates that the apprentice must have high swordsmanship a long time ago, and the apprentice's skills are not as good as others, if you lose, you lose, and the master doesn't have to make excuses for me." ”

Jiang Yichen smiled even more: "Yue'er's words are wrong, my brother apprenticed earlier than you, and naturally practiced for a long time, and I have a lot of experience, so I can narrowly defeat you."

Cheng Qingyue heard Jiang Yichen call her Yue'er, her face couldn't help but heat up, and a flush climbed up her cheeks: Except for the master, no one has ever called her so affectionately. She looked at this senior brother carefully, her cheeks turned even redder, and she admired in her heart, there is such a good-looking man in this world, he really looks at the sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind.

"You girl is not ashamed, you have been staring at your senior brother for a long time, and you are hungry for the teacher, so you don't hurry up to prepare food." Liu Zean pretended to bluff her.

After hearing this, Cheng Qingyue couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and ran away with a smoke.

Later, she learned that her senior brother was not an ordinary person, but the sixth son of the current emperor, King Jing'an. The senior brother is not in good health, before her, the master would go to the Cangzhou palace every year to treat the senior brother, and then the master saved her and took her out to travel for three years, and there was no mention of such a senior brother, so she didn't know.

Since that day, the senior brother has come to the cottage two or three times a year to compare swordsmanship with her and bubble in the medicinal spring. The master occasionally goes to the Cangzhou Palace, but he never takes her, she knows that the master has his reasons for doing this, so she never asks him.

It wasn't until she was twenty years old that the master took her out of the mountains. Before going to the palace that day, the master was going to visit a good friend, and when he saw that she was very playful, he instructed her to go alone.

She was looking at a mask in front of the stall when she heard someone shouting for a thief, and then a man hurried past her and knocked the mask off her hand.

She saw that the man's expression was panicked, and he was still holding a purse in his hand, and a jumper flew forward and kicked the man to the ground. The thief saw that the person who came was a weak woman, and he relied on his own fists and feet, so he threw his fist at her, but in only three rounds, he was knocked to the ground.

Seeing this, the thief violently sprinkled a handful of powdery things on her, Cheng Qingyue hurriedly blocked it with her sleeve, and took advantage of this kung fu to escape.

Cheng Qingyue's face sank and chased after him, the thief ran and ran, suddenly tripped over something and fell to the ground, at this time Cheng Qingyue also chased after him, trampled him under his feet, and snatched his purse back.

After she returned the purse to its owner, she was about to leave, when a man shouted, "Did the girl forget something?"

It was also the first time she saw Xiao Junyan, he was holding a folding fan, and he was dressed in white and fluttering out of the dust. Before this, Cheng Qingyue felt that Jiang Yichen was the best-looking man in the world, and at this time, she had to admit that this man was equal compared to Jiang Yichen.

Facing the man's inquiry, Cheng Qingyue made a questioning expression. Seeing that she was puzzled, the man hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Do you know that I just shot a marble, and the thief tripped over it?"

"I know!" Cheng Qingyue said truthfully.

Seeing that Cheng Qingyue was not enlightened, the man was anxious, "If it weren't for the marble I shot, you could catch the thief so quickly?" So, shouldn't you thank me? ”

Cheng Qingyue suddenly realized: "Oh, so, then thank you."

"What do you mean by that, then thank me, you mean, you thank me because I asked?" The man was a little crazy.

Shen Qingyue looked indifferent, "Because if you don't help me, I can catch him." With that, he turned around and walked away, leaving the man alone in the wind.

"You're crazy!"

Cheng Qingyue heard the man shouting from behind, and a smile unconsciously welled up on her cheeks.

When the master came back, she and the master went to the Jing'an Palace, and the senior brother knew that they were coming, so he was already waiting in the mansion.

Coincidentally, she actually looked at the man in white here again, and the man in white was also very surprised, and then she knew his name, Xiao Junyan, and also knew that he was a close friend of his senior brother.

Xiao Junyan was haunted by the events of that day, he bluntly said that Cheng Qingyue was arrogant, and often clamored to compete with Cheng Qingyue, but Cheng Qingyue never paid attention to him.

However, Xiao Junyan's strength, she has seen it, especially his deep internal strength, which should not be underestimated, if she really wants to compete, she may not necessarily have the upper hand.

After that time, the master went to the palace more often, and sometimes stayed there for a few days, and she went often. Later, he met Lu Wanying again and became a good sister with her.

"Sister, what are you thinking?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted her thoughts, and a delicate girl of thirteen or fourteen years old dressed in goose yellow came over.

Cheng Qingyue closed the medical book and smiled at her, "It's nothing, I remembered some of the past." ”

The girl was the maid Xuan'er arranged by the prince for Cheng Qingyue, originally Cheng Qingyue didn't need a maid, but the prince insisted, she saw that Xuan'er was smart and well-behaved, so she left her.

"Oh." Xuan'er nodded as if she didn't understand. Then he smiled and said, "Miss, do you think of the prince again?"

Cheng Qingyue pretended to blame: "You little girl, what do you want?"

Xuan'er smiled and said: "The prince is the best man Xuan'er has ever seen, not only good-looking, but also good-tempered, and very kind to our subordinates, he didn't say anything to Miss, although Miss is not staying in this palace for a long time, but the prince still gave Miss the best yard in the house to live in, and all the good things are sent to us on weekdays, and he comes to see Miss every day, and these slaves and maids are in their eyes."

"Really?"

"Of course, that's what everyone said, but you're also very good, Miss, not only is you beautiful, your martial arts are good, your medical skills are good, and you're also very good to the prince, except for the two ladies in the house, everyone says that you and the prince are a match made in heaven, and they all look forward to you and the prince getting married as soon as possible." Xuan'er was talking about the rise, suddenly realized something, and looked at the master cautiously.

Cheng Qingyue understood her thoughts, and said gently, "It's okay."

Xuan'er saw that the young lady was really not angry, and then said: "It's a pity, the prince's health has not been good, we are all worried, Xuan'er also prays to the Bodhisattva every day, I only wish the prince a speedy recovery."

Cheng Qingyue saw that this kind little girl's expression was gloomy, and she couldn't bear it, she knew that in fact, the prince's illness was almost better, but she deliberately pretended to be sick in order to confuse the audition, but she couldn't tell her.

She comforted Xuan'er and said, "Wang Yeji has his own natural appearance, he will definitely be fine."

"I also believe that the prince will definitely recover, Master Liu and Miss Liu's medical skills are so high, they will definitely cure the prince." After listening to Cheng Qingyue's words, Xuan'er regained her spirits.

This little girl is kind and simple, loyal to her master, and when she speaks, Cheng Qingyue's mood has improved most of the time.

Xuan'er thought for a while, tilted her head and said, "But speaking of the prince, he seems to be a little busy recently, and he is not as diligent as before." ”

Cheng Qingyue snorted coldly in his heart, of course he was busy, busy going to the Qinglou to have fun.