On a June day, the child's face changes when it is said.

A moment ago, the sky was clear, but in the blink of an eye, it was drizzling, like a moody child, and the sound of rain came in from the window.

Sima Shao was lying on the couch thinking wildly.

Counting the time, he couldn't remember when he came to the Eastern Jin Dynasty. I don't know how the parents over there are doing with losing his son...

He's a visitor from another world, ever since he fell off his horse. When it rains, there is a dull pain in the back of the head.

Squeak...

Seeing Yu Wenjun push the door in, Sima Shao, who was lying on the couch, raised his head and smiled at her: "You're here." ”

Since the last time, the relationship between the two has gone further.

Every morning, Yu Wenjun would bring him some different flavors of cakes made by himself, which seemed to be interested, and this time was naturally no exception, putting the cake he was carrying on the table and glancing at him: "Come and try the latest flavor I made?" ”

Dayou tested Sima Shao like a guinea pig, and he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

Sima Shao silently finished eating a...

"How does it feel?"

"It's good, you're all delicious."

"Really?" Yu Wenjun looked at him suspiciously.

"Really," he said, taking another and stuffing it into his mouth.

Seeing that he finished eating the cake in his hand with relish, Yu Wenjun nodded with satisfaction.

"Your Highness, for the sake of the hot weather, Your Majesty ordered that chilled rice wine be sent to Your Highness." The maid Ying'er ran in chattering.

"Wow! Your Highness, you're making a little cake again. I'd like to try one too. "Fortunately, His Royal Highness is approachable, and he can agree to excessive requests, and the maids and guards around him are also bold and outspoken.

"Nope." Sima Shao refused, it's not that he doesn't want to share, it's really the taste of the new variety of cakes...

Although the cake was very unpalatable, Yu Wenjun was so attentive, he saw it in his eyes and didn't want to hit her self-esteem.

"Whoa." The maid replied disappointedly.

"You can eat." Miss Yu replied.

"That's what you prepared for me."

"That's what I do, and I'll give it to whoever I say." Yu Wenjun squinted at him.

The eyes of the two met, as if there was a burst of sparks, and finally Sima Shao was defeated.

The maid Ying'er happily got the cake of her dreams.

After taking a big bite and chewing it, the maid squirted out with a "poof", and the moment it was sprayed, Sima Shao pulled Yu Wenjun back to protect it.

The maid Ying'er grabbed the cold rice wine on the table and poured several glasses before she eased up.

Sima Shao looked at the maid with a smile, and the corners of his mouth hung with an interesting arc.

"What's wrong? Ying'er, isn't it delicious? ”

"Your Highness bullies people, this is not ...... at all" Ying'er wanted to say that this was the most unpalatable thing she had ever eaten, but after thinking about it, this was made by Miss Yu.

"Just what?" Yu Wenjun asked.

"Just... It is... It was so delicious that I couldn't help choking at once. ”

She didn't believe it, judging from the performance of the two just now, there was a big problem.

She took a small sip of it herself, and looked at Sima Shao with angry eyes for a while.

It's too much.

It's obviously hard to eat, but he actually lied to her.

She was so angry that she slashed the wooden table with one palm, and the cake spilled all over the floor...

"As long as you make it, I love it." Miss Yu broke the defense, and her heartstrings trembled.

The maid silently withdrew in fear, and the two of them were left in the dormitory.

The two looked at each other, and then dispersed...

Sima Shao scratched his head, although he didn't know if there was such a thing as martial arts in this world, but at present, his daughter-in-law's combat effectiveness was far better than ordinary people.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, "Wenjun, why don't you teach me martial arts." ”

"Why? You've got the guards to protect you. ”

"I don't have the skills to defend myself, how can I protect myself? And if you get hurt, I can protect you. ”

Yu Wenjun looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Has Your Highness practiced martial arts?" ”

Sima Shao shook his head and said, "No." ”

"In that case, then I will teach you some superficial kung fu and give it to Your Highness for your self-defense."

He hesitated: "At my age, can I still practice?" ”

"If you have determination and perseverance, you can achieve great things."

Yu Wenjun said: "You can practice martial arts at any age, but if you are young, it will hurt your body, Your Highness is at this age, and if you practice diligently for three or five years, you can achieve a little success." ”

"In that case, I will worship you as a teacher."

"......" Yu Wenjun's eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief.

Yu Wenjun didn't expect things to develop like this, but there was nothing bad about it.

Sima Shao clenched his hands into fists, "The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

“......”

"By the way, do you have any rules in your family that kung fu is not passed on?"

"That's not true, my father asked me to practice martial arts on weekdays, but don't hurt people casually."

After speaking, he took a horse step on the spot, twisted his waist and straddled, and tightened his abdomen and raised his chest and hips......

Finish the set.

"That's good, master, when will you teach me?"

"I'm done."

“？ I don't remember anything..."

“......”

Is it possible that the hero's dream of going to the end of the world with a sword will be shattered before it has even begun?

Following.

Sima Shao came to General Yu's mansion early.

asked the maid, and seeing that Yu Wenjun hadn't woken up yet, he stood outside her room and sang loudly.

"I stand in the gale, I can't wait to sweep away the heartache, look at the sky, the clouds move in all directions, the sword is in hand, and ask who is the hero in the world......"

The door opened.

Yu Wenjun has a pair of peach blossom eyes, a smile like a flower, and a slight hook of his lips, outlining a good-looking arc.

There is some baby fat on the sweet face.

She squinted her eyes and said, "It's a special feeling, it's quite meaningful." But you're so noisy that I'm sleeping! ”

She looks dangerous......

It's not that he blows, as long as she makes a move, he kneels down and begs for mercy, who makes him thick-skinned.

"I researched a few different flavors of cakes last night, you can come into my room and try it again."

Inside Yu Wenjun's house.

This is a room unlike any other woman.

A faint scent of sandalwood fills his side, and the hollow carved windows shine in speckled sunlight, and a delicate carved wooden bed is carefully examined.

On the couch is a brocade quilt, turning sideways, an ancient woman's boudoir comes into view, the red tassel gun stands in the corner, and the copper sword is placed on the wooden dresser, and the room is so different.

Sima Shaoque was a little at a loss.

"Sit down and try the cake I made."

"The taste has improved quite well this time, and it has a lot of ......," Sima Shao had not finished speaking.

"Jun'er, open the door, it's a little bit of a matter for your father to find you."

“......”

"Here, wait a minute." After speaking, Yu Wenjun turned his head and whispered to Sima Shao: "It's my father outside, you... Find a place to hide. ”

"It's... Where can you hide in such a large place? He was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

By the way, I can hide from her couch, he thought and ran to the bed, pulling the jacket over and wrapping his body tightly.

Seeing that Sima Shao had already hidden, Yu Wenjun opened the door slowly.

"What is the father looking for his daughter?"

"The battle ahead is unknown, and I will go to the barracks to train new recruits in the next few days."

"Got it, father."

"I have commanded the maid to ...... every day"

Halfway through his words, General Yu suddenly stopped speaking, stunned and looked at the balcony, Yu Wenjun followed his gaze, and there was a pair of men's shoes under the bed.

“……”

The air was suddenly quiet.

"Father, listen to me..."

General Yu's face sank: "You dress like a son on weekdays, forget it." Still wearing men's shoes?! ”

Speechless, I could only bow my head and be silent......

"For my father, I don't want to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting like other ladies, but I can't be too qualified, I will punish you for three days and meditate on yourself." General Yu said with a serious face.

Poor Yu Wenjun couldn't speak of his suffering, so he could only weakly reply, "Yes, father." ”