Chapter 62: The Sword of Blood
Speaking of this, she seemed a little worried, "Sister, you say, should I do less for my mother?" ”
Xiao Er didn't speak, just looked at her again.
Seeing Linlang's willow eyebrows frowning lightly, she looked really serious about it. His face couldn't help but sink, and a trace of disdain flashed.
It's a stupid one.
Immediately said hello without saying a word, and left directly.
Linlang doesn't care about these vanities.
He lifted the curtain and entered the back room.
Xie Zhaoyi should have finished practicing the sword, still without shoes, standing there barefoot, slowly wiping a long sword.
Linlang had seen this sword.
When Xie Zhaoyi played tricks with her before, she used it. I don't know what material it is made of, the sword body is crystal silver white, like ice and jade.
Under the sun, there were faint traces of cinnabar, flowing like red blood.
Seeing that her eyes fell on the sword and couldn't take her off, Xie Ying smiled and crossed over to let her take a serious look.
"It's called Blue Blood, and it was a gift that I created together with my brothers when I was fifteen years old. Later, I went to the battlefield for a few years, and I killed too many enemies, and their blood seeped in, and they became like this. ”
Her voice was as soft as a gust of wind, and it would disappear in an instant.
The girls are fifteen and the elders are all hairpins. Her father and brother supported her in this way.
Linlang suddenly remembered the label.
Caged Trapped Eagle......
He has held a sharp blade in both hands, guarded the border pass, seen the yellow sand, killed the enemy, and been wounded and bloodstained...... Such a woman, with sharp claws and teeth, is indeed not an ordinary warbler, swallow, bird and finch that can be amused and admired.
I'm afraid that this palace is like a tortured cage for her.
"Niangniang......" Linlang's throat was a little dry.
"Come here, let's have a good talk." Xie Ying put away her sword and pulled her to sit down.
"Niangniang, this, this is not a good number of etiquette......" Linlang's etiquette is advanced to learn.
"What bullshit, you just come and sit. In the past, when I was in the desert, I couldn't even care about men and women, and they all ate together in a cauldron. "Xie Zhaoyi is amazing.
Linlang is a modern person in his bones, and he has a high degree of acceptance, but he also twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly. "Niangniang, don't say it outside......"
"I'm not that stupid." Xie Zhaoyi looked much happier when she saw her sit down, obviously panicked by the rules of this palace.
"It's been a long time since there's anyone to talk to. Since my father and three brothers died in battle, I have entered the Prince's Mansion, and there was Lan Yi at that time. But after the emperor ascended the throne, even Lan Yi couldn't see him. ”
Her tone was flat, but there was a quiet hidden pain.
"Now I only have one relative left in my fourth brother."
"Mother." Thinking of the ending of her several deaths in the simulation, Linlang said in a low voice, "The slave will also accompany the mother." ”
Xie Ying was stunned, and then smiled. Like a tree full of fiery red hibiscus, blown by the wind and falling to the ground, it is more scorching than a flame.
"I kind of understand why Lan Yi chose to believe you."
She gently stroked the sword in her arms, and suddenly reached out to pull the person closer, and her voice was so low that it was almost hoarse: "Pay attention to my two personal palace maids......"
Linlang's face was grim and nodded.
Xie Zhaoyi's father and brother died on the battlefield, leaving only the fourth brother who was the youngest in the grade.
In this case, I'm afraid that the Xie family will not be her fourth brother who has the final say. Otherwise, to the extent that I can make a sword for my sister, I won't send people here.