Chapter Twenty-Five: The Uninvited Guest

In the next three days, Han Xin stayed in the martial arts training ground every day, practicing the moves demonstrated by Dongfang Sheng countless times, and his skills became more and more fluent from the initial rustiness, coupled with his own understanding, he made changes on the basis of the original, and increased the lethality while swinging the sword freely. And Dongfang Sheng has never been to the martial arts training ground since he came that day, but a maid comes to bring food to him every day.

The three-day period came in a hurry. Early in the morning, Dongfang Sheng appeared in the martial arts training ground as promised, followed by Xue Wu, who was cold. Seeing the cold heart that had been waiting in the martial arts training ground for a long time, Dongfang Sheng's cold cheeks finally softened, and said to the cold heart: "The point is up, if you can't fight, you will admit defeat!" Although it was just a casual reminder, it made the cold heart show signs of melting again.

Hanxin didn't speak, only snorted with a "hmm", which was an answer. She knew that she would win, especially in front of Dongfang Sheng's eyes, although Xue Wu had been by Dongfang Sheng's side for many years, had been carefully cultivated, and his martial arts were unfathomable, but he was definitely not weak, maybe compared to Dongfang Sheng now, his strength was slightly insufficient, but it might not be the case with others.

Xue Wu received Dongfang Sheng's signal, and walked towards the cold heart with a full body of anger, and the cold light of the double knives deeply touched the cold heart's eyes. Watching Xue Wu walk towards him step by step, his cold and emaciated cheeks crossed the layers of cold air, and he picked up the long sword to meet him, and in an instant, the two figures flew up, fighting together, and the sword qi roared around, rolling up layers of fallen leaves, flying all over the sky. Xue Wu is worthy of being Dongfang Sheng's first-class right-hand man, and his offensive moves are ruthless and resolute, without dragging the mud and water at all, forcing the chill to be unable to get close. Han Xin was forced to take a few steps back, change his moves, and counterattack first, resisting Xue Wu's powerful sword qi. Dongfang Sheng on the side looked at the two people fighting, and his resolute eyes did not show any waves, as if he was watching a play.

Hanxin seems to have been dismantling the moves, without any tendency to attack, and although Xue Wu has been attacking, he has never taken any advantage, when he thinks that the other party is a woman, and he has not been able to bargain for a long time with such skills, the anger in his heart is even worse. Xue Wu's mood fluctuations seemed to be noticed by the cold heart, feeling that the opportunity had come, the cold heart counterattack was the leader, approaching step by step, changing the moves, and exerting the moves that Dongfang Sheng demonstrated to himself to the extreme, that strange posture, cunning skills, made the opponent more and more difficult, and finally was overturned to the ground by the strong moves of the cold heart, and in the dust, I saw a thin body exuding stubbornness and coldness, slowly falling, standing in the center of the martial arts training ground, a crescent white brocade robe was blown by the cold wind, floating slightly, The broken hair of the temples swayed freely in the wind.

Dongfang Sheng's appreciation is like a raging fire, as long as you don't pay attention to it, it will become a prairie fire. But his face was still indifferent, and he said casually: "Go back to Bixiao Pavilion!" After speaking, he left the martial arts training ground in steps, leaving only Han Xin with a tall back.

Xue Wu got up, looked at the cold heart in the eyes no longer had the previous casualness, the little contempt in his heart was long gone, it turned out that he had always felt that the cold heart was not worthy of the world at all, and he really looked away when he thought about it. Respectfully said to Han Xin: "My subordinates are convinced to lose today, girl, please go back to Bixiao Pavilion!" ”

Hanxin immediately raised his feet and walked in the direction where Dongfang Sheng had just left.

Before entering the Tingfeng Courtyard, I heard a few coquettish voices, and the person who could make such a disgusting sound in Prince Gong's Mansion was afraid that there was only that one Qingxi County Lord. As if he didn't want to see the woman pestering Dongfang Sheng, he wanted to go straight back to his room when he entered the Tingfeng Courtyard with a cold heart. Before he had taken a few steps, he heard Xue Wu say: "Girl, the prince of the world has summoned!" ”

Hanxin scolded Dongfang Sheng for hundreds of rounds in his heart, and reluctantly walked into Bixiao Pavilion. When I stepped in, I saw Dongfang Sheng sitting on the upper seat, drinking tea with a calm expression, and a purple brocade robe with a trim looked very noble. And Xia Qingxi on the side, it seems that he has been dressed up deliberately today, his delicate body is wrapped in a pink Luo skirt, his head is full of green silk and pulled into a crane bun, a vermilion hairpin crosses it, and the little face of the puff puff is charming and lovely, standing next to Dongfang Sheng is particularly pleasing to the eye. Hanxin looked at such a landscape, and the anger in his eyes was caught by Dongfang Sheng in a timely manner.

Dongfang Sheng seemed to be deliberate, and said to the cold heart: "Give the county lord of Qingxi lotus leaf tea!" ”

Sure enough, Xia Qingxi heard Dongfang Sheng's words, looked at Dongfang Sheng's eyes with even stronger affection, and said softly: "I didn't expect Brother Sheng to remember Qingxi's favorite lotus leaf catechu!" The sound was chilling and disgusting.

Hanxin turned around and walked out of Bixiao Pavilion and walked to the tea room, feeling uncomfortable as if swallowing flies along the way, and scolded in a low voice: "There are so many maids, you want me to go, can't you see that I am a big man now?" You want to drink tea, right? I dare to soak it, I'm afraid you won't dare to drink it! In an instant, a sneer floated at the corner of her mouth, shook her body, and walked to the tea room very manly.

After a while, Han Xin walked into Bixiao Pavilion again with a tray in his hand, put the tea cup he had just carefully prepared on the table next to Xia Qingxi, and said in a low voice: "County Lord, please drink tea!" Xia Qingxi's eyes that were about to stick to Dongfang Sheng's body were finally brought back by the cold words, a little annoyance floated in the corners of his eyes, looking at Hanxin, the original annoyance was instantly replaced by amazement, I don't know when, Dongfang Sheng actually had such a handsome guard by his side, compared to Dongfang Sheng's fortitude, the man in front of him was a little softer.

Han Xin didn't seem to see Xia Qingxi's eyes, and after putting the teacup away, he stepped aside, standing behind Dongfang Sheng in a proper manner.

The tea cup on the table wafted out a refreshing fragrance, which caused Xia Qingxi to take a sip, and the intoxicated expression didn't know whether to show Dongfang Sheng or Hanxin.

Seeing Xia Qingxi drinking the tea boiled by Hanxin, Dongfang Sheng raised his eyes and glanced in the direction where Hanxin was, and there was a little smile between his eyebrows.

"Brother Sheng, I heard that the emperor is going to send you as an envoy to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and Qingxi also wants to go with you, okay?" Xia Qingxi said coquettishly. The delicate voice was chilling to hear.

"The emperor hasn't issued an edict yet, and the son of this world has no way of knowing, I don't know where the county lord heard the news?" Dongfang Sheng said casually.

Xia Qingxi Xu felt that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, so he stopped his mouth, and was shocked in his heart, this was also obtained from listening to his father talking with other ministers, and he took it out now and said that it was probably inappropriate, and his father also said many times that women should not be involved in the affairs of the court at will, how could he forget.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingxi smiled and said: "I mean, if Brother Sheng is sent to the Eastern Jin Dynasty in the future, he must take Qingxi with him, Qingxi heard that the scenery of the Eastern Jin Dynasty is extremely beautiful, and the women's dress is even more unique and beautiful, so I want to go and see it." ”

At this moment, the maid beside him reminded: "Miss, the time is almost up, the master is going home!" Hearing this, Xia Qingxi reluctantly got up and said, "Brother Sheng, it's not too early, Qingxi is going to leave, and I'll come to see Brother Sheng next time I have time." After speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Dongfang Sheng again, and the strong love was undoubtedly revealed. The weak willow Fufeng's body walked out slowly under the support of the maid.