Chapter 3 Divine Skill from the Palace
Although the old man unilaterally accepted him as an apprentice without Ling Haoxuan's consent, Ling Haoxuan was still happy to practice the exercises that the old man taught him.
After running for a week according to the guidance of the exercises, Ling Haoxuan opened his eyes. I didn't expect the exercises given by this dead old man to be really useful! The originally small range of vision is now completely unlimited, and it can see farther, and compared with normal babies, the field of vision is not expanded by a little bit.
In addition to practicing, Ling Haoxuan suddenly thought of a plot of practicing in the TV series in his previous life, the first page of the martial arts cheats is "If you want to practice divine skills, you must first go from the palace" In order to practice and become crippled or something, Xuan Baobao said: That thing, not we ordinary people can understand it!
Ling Haoxuan, who was complaining in his heart, didn't look like a newborn baby at all at the moment, and the little expression that appeared on a baby's face was inexplicably happy. As a little baby, Ling Haoxuan didn't realize how funny he was now, and was still muttering to himself.
"Did Xuan'er sleep?" Xuanmu Xueqing asked the servant in a low voice. Because the human body in this world is extremely tolerant, and the whole room has a good constant temperature system, Xuan's mother was allowed to get out of bed and walk after lying in bed for a week.
"Not yet, the little master is very energetic these days, and the time to play is getting longer and longer!" The servant said happily, children, of course, the more mentally healthy they are, which is naturally a happy thing for the servant who takes care of Ling Haoxuan.
Knowing that her child's body was very good, Xue Qing was also very happy, and waved her hand to the servant, "Well, you go down, I'm calling you for something." ”
"Yes, ma'am." The servant respectfully withdrew.
Ling Haoxuan looked curiously at Xue Qing who was walking towards him, is this my mother? I don't know if my mother in my previous life was also so gentle, Ling Haoxuan, who had lived with his grandfather since he was a child in his previous life, thought so.
"Xuan'er." Xue Qing looked at Ling Haoxuan softly, her jade fingers gently tracing his eyebrows.
"Xuan'er looks a lot like your father!" Xue Qing looked through Ling Haoxuan and seemed to see Ling Xiao smiling at her gently.
"Ah~ah~" Ling Haoxuan waved his fist to pull back Xue Qing's attention, he didn't like Xue Qing's unfocused gaze. Although he knew that his father Ling Xiao was likely to hang up, Ling Haoxuan didn't feel anything. After all, I've never met, and it's impossible to have emotions!
Xue Qing, who was pulled back to her senses, pinched Ling Haoxuan's face and smiled gently, "You, you're so naughty!" ”
The two played around for a while, and Xue Qing didn't leave until Ling Haoxuan couldn't stand the protest of his body and fell asleep in a daze.
Xue Qing, who had left Ling Haoxuan's room, saw the housekeeper Ling Yun as soon as she left the room, so she asked, "Uncle Yun, is there something wrong?" ”
"Oh, that's right, young lady, the master asked me to send a message and tell the young lady to go to the study." Although Ling Tian's wife was dead, and everyone in the manor called her Lady Xue Qing, Ling Yun was still used to calling Young Lady Xue Qing.
"Okay, Uncle Yun, I'll go over now."
Knock knock!
"Come in!"
"Father, are you looking for me?"
"Well, Xue Qing, come and sit." Ling Tian got up from his desk and walked to the place where the guests were meeting.
Xue Qing sat on the sofa, "Is there something wrong with my father looking for me?" ”
"It's about Xiao'er." Ling Tian's face was heavy, "Xiao'er's team has no survivors, and Xiao'er... "Xiao'er, as the head of the regiment, I'm afraid..."
Xue Qing pinched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, although she had expected the result, she still couldn't suppress the grief in her heart.
"Xueqing, I know you must be sad in your heart, but we still have Xuan'er, so you have to cheer up, Xuan'er needs you." Ling Tian sighed, I hope Xuan'er can let you out of the pain!
Xue Qing smoothed her breathing and nodded silently.
Seeing his daughter-in-law like this, Ling Tian sighed again. What needs to be said has been said, and the rest can only come out on her own.
"Okay, go see Jun Mo, he's already awake." Ling Tian stood up and said.
"Father!" Xue Qing was surprised and looked up at Ling Tian.
"Go, he's my child." Ling Tian sighed and waved his hand. Lin Junmo was the child of Ling Tian's subordinates, and after his father died in battle, his mother also went with him, so Ling Tian took him to the Ling family and let him live with Ling Xiao.
In the noble and elegant room, a man with silver hair was lying on the plain bed, and the cold picture looked a little lonely.
"Jun Mo!" Seeing this scene, Xue Qing broke the silence with a voice.