Early this morning, she woke up exceptionally early, and seeing that half of Huo Zun's bed was empty, she couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

There was a louder sound outside, and it rang five times.

"Five watches? Huo Zun should be practicing at this hour! ”

Xia Qian thought about it, lifted the quilt and walked out of bed.

Although the light outside the house is dim, you can faintly see the surrounding scene.

Walking past the row of houses where they lived, she saw a bright light not far away.

The light source was behind their row house, and she wrapped her clothes around her and walked towards the light source.

Walking through the long bluestone steps, an oval-shaped clearing surrounded by poplar trees comes into view.

The floor is paved with carved blue bricks, and the weapon shelves at the entrance are neatly placed with more than a dozen blades, and in the middle of the field is a tall stone pillar with four large lanterns hanging from the pillar.

Huo Zun was very devoted, if it weren't for the fact that he jumped up and slashed the sky with a silver spear nearly a foot long in his hand, Xia Qian couldn't help but praise, maybe he would have to wait until he practiced these few spear moves to find her.

Seeing that the other party looked at him in surprise, Xia Qian smiled lightly: "I can't sleep, I want to see you practice swords!" ”

"Good!"

He walked over to the weapon rack, picked a long sword, and swung it over the empty bluestone bricks.

The body is like a flying swallow, the sword is like a dragon, sometimes it is as fast as lightning, and sometimes it swallows mountains and rivers.

Although there is no moonlight embellishment, it does not affect the perfect picture in front of you in the slightest.

If it weren't for growing up watching Mr. Jin Yong's martial arts films, and now being covered by computer-synthesized fantasy fairy films, Huo Zun's demeanor would definitely not blink for three days.

The ancients got up on the third watch, the literati read and practiced calligraphy with their heads hanging beams, and the warriors sweated in the wind, frost and snow, which is not more than ten years of hard training?

Living in the 21st century, staring at the computer at night and holding the mobile phone, and then sleeping until the natural awakening in the morning, the more I think about it, the more I feel that I am living in heaven.

Thinking of this, Xia Qian couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The sky gradually brightened, and the bluestone bricks under his feet were clearly visible.

On the blue-gray stone bricks, some of them have several cracks, large and small, and some have sunk deeply, and they are staggered with the surrounding green bricks.

Her gaze lingered on the stone bricks, as if she had forgotten the handsome and mighty figure not far away.

Huo Zun stepped forward and looked at her gently: "Is it cold or not?" ”

"Huh?" Xia Qian was stunned for a moment, and gradually came to her senses.

"Let's go home!"

After breakfast, Huo Zun went out early, and Xia Qian spent the morning thinking about replacing the broken stone bricks just now.

"Qingyue, do we still have stone bricks here?"

"Huh? There are no superfluous stone bricks in our yard, what does the young lady want stone bricks for? ”

Xia Qian pointed to the field behind the house and said seriously: "There are a few stone bricks there that are broken, I want to replace them!" ”

Qing Yue looked at her in a daze, where their young master practiced, the maids couldn't go!

In the row of houses they lived in, except for the room in Huo Zun's bathroom, which had a door to the backyard, the others didn't even have a window looking into the backyard.

Listening to her explanation, Xia Qian was a little difficult, and there were twenty or thirty stone bricks cracked and deformed on the martial arts field, and it was even more difficult for her to replace these bricks by herself than to ascend to the sky.

After walking around the yard for a long time, she found a pile of sand and gravel under the flowers in the corner, and a pile of white powder on the side.

Xia Qian grabbed the powder and rubbed it in his hand, only to find that it was high-grade lime.

"This lime should be left over from the time of the whitewashed wall. The book says that concrete is made of lime and sandstone, and if they are made of concrete and filled with those broken stone bricks, that place can be repaired and leveled as well! ”

It's not hard to make simple concrete, and it's much easier than replacing those stone slabs.

She was overjoyed and began to act. But when I actually did it, I found that it was not so easy.

The maids couldn't get over, her body was already weak, and she was already tired from carrying sand and lime.

Looking at the sun overhead, she wiped her sweat, mixed lime and sand with clean water, and observed as she blended until she had a usable color and texture, and then spread them on the stone slab and spread them evenly.

"Fortunately, this bed-sized place is not too tall after being paved with concrete, otherwise he would definitely not be used to practicing swords."

When all this was done, exhausted, she took a shower and climbed straight into bed to sleep.

When she opened her eyes, it was already late night, and Huo Zun sat on the edge of the bed and smiled softly at her.

"After a day's work, you don't know you're hungry?"

"It's dark? How long have I slept for me? She looked out the window and quickly sat up.

He pulled her to the dining table, the food on the table had been neatly arranged, and Huo Zun had been sitting on the edge of the bed after bathing and waiting for her to wake up.

"You...... I probably can't practice martial arts in the past few days, and that place will have to wait a few days before it can solidify. ”

"That's fine, I can continue to warm you in the morning!" Huo Zun smiled and put the dish into the bowl for her.

Xia Qian'er turned red, and quickly buried her face in the bowl: "I'm not cold!" ”

Seeing that her ears were red, Huo Zun laughed and approached her face and said, "Then you can help me warm up!" ”

The shyness in her ears quickly spread to her neck, and she grabbed the bowl and shaved the rice in one go.

"Oh, don't choke, drink some hot soup!" He smiled and handed the perm to her.

"No, I'm full!"

She got up to leave, and he smiled and chased after her and carried her to the bed.

Seeing Huo Zun overwhelmed him, Xia Qian couldn't help but panic in her heart.

This body is just over fourteen years old, and at first glance it looks like a sick seedling, much weaker than the average person, and it can withstand the toss.

Besides, she hasn't fully accepted him in her heart!

When he looked at her affectionately, her red lips kissing her thin lips, she instinctively dodged away.

"Huo Zun, we ......"

He chuckled and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I just can't help but want to kiss you, nothing else!" ”

Xia Qian frowned slightly, her flushed face was still clinging to the pillow, and she replied in a low voice: "That, Huo Zun, can you give me some time?" ”

"Hmmm! I'll wait. Wait until you grow up, wait until you accept me! ”

Wait until she grows up?

Didn't ancient people get married earlier than modern people?

Doesn't it mean that in the country of Yi, a woman can marry and have children when she reaches the age of sixteen?

The pamphlet handed over by the envoy said that she was exactly sixteen years old?

Why did Huo Zun say that when she grew up, was it because her body was too weak?

Is he taking pity on her mother?

A series of questions crossed her mind, and she was grateful in her heart, and laughed softly: "Huo Zun, you are so good!" ”

He looked at her affectionately, brushed her hair and slowly lifted it from her, and when he slept in his place, he still hugged her, buried his face in her hair, and sniffed the faint fragrance of her hair.

Xia Qian looked at the large golden bronze mirror in front of the bed, the colors in the mirror were soft and the scene was clear.

His white sleeves were wrapped around her waist through a pink quilt, and his body was pressed against her back, revealing only one arm and half a shoulder.

She has a delicate appearance, a blushing face, he looks handsome, affectionate and gentle, and the picture is warm and ambiguous, but she is in a trance in her mind, and she can't tell whether it is a dream or reality.

After looking at the figure in the mirror for a long time, his eyes were a little sour, his long eyelashes flickered a few times, and he fell asleep steadily.

Listening to her even breathing, Huo Zun raised his head from the back of her neck, looking at the delicate figure in his arms, his eyes unconsciously puffed up.

"Xiao Yue'er, it's been six years, and I think about you all the time. No matter how much hatred exists between us, I will protect you and never let anyone hurt you again! ”