After a night's rest, Chen Ming practiced silently at night, relying on the endless spiritual power of the Xuan Ting Sutra to gradually repair the remaining injuries in his body.

At dawn the next day, Chen Ming washed up and pushed the door out, and after a few steps, he heard the sound of sword dancing.

He smiled slightly, couldn't help but lighten his steps, and walked a few steps back, and sure enough, he saw the open space in the court, Jiang Ying was holding a long sword, and Wu Zi was concentrating on practicing the sword.

Today's Jiang Ying changed into a cyan brocade, wearing a cyan pomegranate skirt, a cyan gauze dress, and a yellow silk embroidered cloak on her shoulders.

Chen Mingye stood quietly, but Jiang Ying seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned around, but saw that the young star's eyes were shining, staring at him for a moment, and his heart jumped at the moment, and suddenly he felt that his face was slightly hot.

"Why did you come here without a sound," Jiang Ying took the Frost Sword and walked lightly in front of him.

"It just so happened that you were passing by, and it happened that you were practicing swords again. Chen Mingye said, looking at the slightly sweaty little face of the woman in front of him, and said, "When did you come, I'm afraid you've been practicing for a long time when you look like you're sweating." ”

"It won't be long," Jiang Ying shook her head and said, "I asked people to prepare breakfast in the dining room, you go first, and I'll change my clothes again." ”

Chen Mingye nodded: "Okay." ”

Jiang Ying turned around and walked along the corridor, while Chen Mingye was looking at the many flowers and plants under the corridor. He still remembered asking Jiang Ying before, these were Jiang Hechuan's treasures when he was alive, and if others were in the house, they would always have to bother to take care of them. Now it seems that instead of withering at all, the plants are becoming more and more vibrant, and Jiang Ying also specially instructed people to take care of them.

When a few people under the corridor saw him coming, they all put down their work and saluted him.

Chen Mingye asked an elderly family member, "Brother, let me ask you, are you taking care of all these flowers and plants in the house on weekdays?"

The family looked at him in surprise, and then replied: "Childe's question is so strange, these jobs should naturally be done by our subordinates." ”

"Definitely. Chen Mingye nodded in understanding.

"However, the purple orchids on this side of the inner courtyard have always been taken care of by the mansion master himself," Jia Ding continued to speak.

"Is there anything special about this purple orchid?"

"That's not it, it was when the old mansion master was there, although he liked so many flowers and plants, but the only thing that was most precious was these purple orchids. Jia Ding shook his head, and then said a little strangely, "It's strange to say, at that time, Miss, oh wasn't the mansion lord messing with the old mansion master every day, I had never seen these flowers and plants, but I didn't expect that now I have taken care of them carefully." ”

Chen Mingye squatted down, looked at the cluster of purple flowers blooming in the courtyard, and was silent.

"Childe, if you have nothing to do, the old slave will be busy. Seeing that he was distracted, the family asked a question.

"Go ahead, thank you, brother. Chen Mingye smiled at him and said.

"Hey, Childe is polite, but he said a few words, thank you. The family waved his hand and went about his business.

Chen Ming entered the dining room at night, refused the kindness of a few subordinates to serve the meal, and sat down to wait for Jiang Ying.

Not long after, Jiang Ying changed her clothes and entered the hall, dressed in plain clothes, capable and simple, thinking that she still needed to handle government affairs later.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Ying sat down across from him, thinking he was in a daze, and shook his hand at him.

"How can I hold Xiao Ying'er's little hand," Chen Mingye laughed, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Ying's little hand.

He stared at it, and in his hands, Jiang Ying's small hands were like congealed fat, and the roots and fingers were white and even, as if they were boneless.

"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sword hand. Chen Mingye smacked his lips, looking incredulous.

"Hmph," Jiang Ying withdrew her little hand and glanced at him, "I don't know who admits defeat when I compete." ”

"What's this, if you lose to a beautiful woman, you can still have a reputation for being merciful and cherishing. Chen Mingye said with a smile, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Jiang Ying's suddenly condensed phoenix eyes, and there seemed to be a faint murderous aura circulating in them.

Chen Mingye's heart was not good, and he hurriedly changed his words: "I mean, the competition between men and women, the elegance and elegance are generally just, so why do you need to work hard." ”

"I remember your original sword moves, but they were fatal. Jiang Ying glanced at him, reached out to pick up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and took care of a chopsticks side dish.

"That's not a wild way to cultivate, take the head of all families. Chen Mingye shrugged.

"The skin is really thick," Jiang Ying knocked on the table lightly, "Don't eat it yet, I'll let people clean it up when I'm done." ”

Chen Mingye picked up the bowl with interest, Qingxuan cultivated, and sure enough, he couldn't cultivate the heart of the valley, and the desire to eat was worthy of the joy of the world.

"How is Qing Xuan's cultivation, but what is the benefit?" Jiang Ying suddenly asked after finishing her meal.

Chen Mingye swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "The foundation has risen a little, and the moves have not grown much." ”

"My father once told me that in the Spring and Autumn War, the Chen clan's iron cavalry crisscrossed the battlefield, relying on nothing more than the moves passed down by the descendants. Jiang Ying said.

Chen Mingye nodded, he had actually already realized that although the Falling Star Sword Technique was an ordinary martial art, it was extremely powerful when used with spiritual power, especially the inexplicable sword qi in the body, which could be glimpsed from the time when the Six Clans were in the war, when he used the "Hundred Battles" to break the secret character and compile hundreds of people.

"By the way, I see that the sword on your waist seems to be a little familiar...... Jiang Ying hesitated, but still spoke.

Chen Mingye was stunned, and said with some amusement: "Why are you still spitting, the eyes are quite sharp, that's right, as you think, this sword is indeed the sword of Nanchu's Zhenguo." ”

"How could it be here with you?" Originally, it was just a guess, but now that it was confirmed by Chen Mingye himself, Jiang Ying was shocked.

Chen Mingye was born in Beizhou, thousands of miles away from southern Xinjiang, even though he had seen rumors of this sword in the history books, he had never seen its significance with his own eyes.

And Jiang Ying was born in Southern Xinjiang, and she understood the importance of this sword much more than Chen Mingye.

"You...... You are really ......" Jiang Ying didn't ask any questions, but sighed, "Even if you don't know the meaning of this sword, you shouldn't hang it on your waist casually anyway, if someone is covetous, if you have a heart or not, it will be troublesome." ”

Chen Mingye was stunned, he didn't expect Jiang Ying to recognize the origin of the sword, the first sentence was not to ask where the sword came from, but to tell him this.

"If you go to Kyoto here, if you carry this sword, it will cause you more trouble. Jiang Ying frowned, as if she was already helping him find a way.

"You can recognize this sword just by the hilt. Chen Mingye was helpless, he hadn't even drawn his sword out of the sheath.

"Hmph, I have studied history books with my father since I was a child, practicing swordsmanship, and I don't know how many times I have seen the appearance of this sword, and the significance of this sword to Southern Xinjiang is much greater than you think. Jiang Ying pursed her lips and said, "You are really a troublesome spirit, if you let the current saint know that you are a son of the Chen family who has obtained the sword of the Southern Chu Zhenguo, I really don't know what his expression is." ”

Chen Mingye sneered: "Even if he doesn't have this sword, he will get rid of me as soon as possible." ”

Jiang Ying frowned, and stopped talking.

At this time, a person suddenly rushed to the hall, knelt down on one knee and shouted: "City Lord, report to the city that the envoy of Haoming Qin has arrived in the southern Xinjiang. ”

Chen Mingye's eyes trembled suddenly.

Jiang Ying waved her hand: "I know, let's go down, the news about the envoys must be reported as soon as possible." ”

"Yes. The soldier clasped his fists and retreated.

Chen Mingye sneered: "It's really fast." ”