Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf - Chapter 102

The world’s No. 1 swordsman, who made people in the world frightened, froze behind the door at a loss.

what happened? ? ? what should I do? ? ?

Waiting for the sad sobbing to go away, and can’t hear it anymore, Ji Liang finally took a normal breath, and then looked at the cold sweat in his palm, which was even more frightening than when he nearly died when he fought against the evil way in his early years.

At lunch, Ji Liang, who was meditating in the room, couldn’t help but **** up his ears again.

It was quiet all around, there was no movement at all.

The little girl did what she said and said she wouldn’t bother him again, but she didn’t come.

Ji Liang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but felt strange again.

It wasn’t until dark that he left the room silently and went to Lin’an Temple. Recently, Song Jinglan has gained a new experience in swordsmanship because of his involvement in Jimo swordsmanship. The two masters and disciples often discuss swords at night, specializing in kendo.

Lin Feilu was there in the past.

She still sits at her small fixed table and reads. With her head hanging down and looking weak, Song Jinglan is coaxing her next to her: “Song Yu said you didn’t eat dinner. I’ll ask them to make some soup. ?”

She shook her head dumbly: “No, I don’t want to eat.”

Song Jinglan reluctantly touched her wilting little head: “What the **** is going on today? Who made the lonely queen angry?”

Ji Liang, who had just entered, immediately felt that every pore in his body was tense.

Lin Feilu just looked up. After seeing him, he only froze for a while, and then smiled at him relievedly. The smile clearly said: Don’t worry, Uncle Ji, I won’t say anything.

Ji Liang: “…”

Sure enough, he heard the little girl trying to smile and replied: “No, it’s too hot, and I have a little appetite. Uncle Ji is here, I will go back first.”

Ji Liang: “…”

What happened to this sudden and inexplicable guilt in my heart? ? ?

Ji Liang took two steps back like a big enemy, and said dryly and without expression: “I will come back tomorrow.”

After speaking, the figure disappeared in a flash, and it seemed to have the meaning of fleeing.

Song Jinglan squinted his eyes thoughtfully, then looked down at the girl with a small smile flashing in his eyes, couldn’t help laughing, and squeezed her soft little face: “Are you bullying Ji Uncle?”

Lin Feilu immediately retorted loudly: “How can I!”

He picked up the person and put it on his lap, pinched her soft earlobe with his fingers, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling: “I heard the palace man said, have you delivered food to Uncle Ji every day?”

Lin Feilu is righteous: “Yes! Uncle Ji is a rare visit, of course I have to be nice to him.”

He lowered his head and bit her chin.

Lin Feilu was itchy all over after being kissed and bitten by him, while hiding and pushing him with his hands: “Even Uncle Ji’s vinegar is eaten, did your majesty make it soak in the vinegar jar?”

He closed his eyes and smiled, his eyelashes swept across her side, and the hand holding her had already untied her belt graciously. His voice was low and hoarse: “Well, yes, how does the queen compensate for loneliness?”

That’s what I asked, but he has personally asked for his own compensation.

The front hall was bright with candles, and Lin Feilu knelt on his lap, all his clothes were peeled off to his waist, and he was so embarrassed that he covered it with his arm: “No!”

He smiled, “I belong to the lonely, why can’t I see it?”

Lin Feilu was so excited by his movements that his feet were stretched, his hands clasped his head unconsciously, and he quivered while begging for mercy: “I was wrong–I was the sword of Uncle Ji, huh…”

He kissed, but could also spare time to smile and ask, “So the queen wants to be a lonely younger sister?”

Lin Feilu’s eyes were blurred by his kiss, and the water vapor lingered. He leaned back a little bit, and looked at him seductively: “Can you, brother?”

Then I felt that the fingers pinching my waist were tightened.

She chuckled, softer than another: “Brother–”

Song Jinglan laughed dumbly.

So Lin Feilu paid the price for his seduction.

After practicing the Jimo swordsmanship for so long, his physical strength still couldn’t keep up, which made people angry.

…

Because of Ji Liang’s arrival, Song Jinglan’s teaching routine was temporarily put on hold. Lin Feilu thinks it’s good. She can take the opportunity to catch up with the progress of Xueba. In addition to practicing the sword moves she has learned every day, she will also take the Jimo swordplay to study and practice.

But she did not practice in Yong’an Palace, but went to a bamboo forest in the palace.

The bamboo sea is full of waves, full of vitality, even in summer, it is clear and cool. When the wind passes, the bamboo leaves are flying, and she uses the bamboo leaves to try her skills. After practicing a set of sword techniques, she can string one on the sword. Strings of green bamboo leaves.

The most important thing is that this bamboo forest is located between Lin’an Temple and the courtyard where Ji Liang lives. As long as Ji Liang goes to Lin’an Temple, he will pass near the bamboo forest.

With his martial arts, he can naturally capture the movement of sword practice in the bamboo forest.

After such a few days, Ji Liang finally couldn’t help but approached the bamboo forest quietly. With his skill, it was easy not to be noticed.

The little girl in the bamboo sea was sitting cross-legged on the ground looking through the sword sheet, looked at it seriously for a long time, then stood up and practiced with the sword.

Ji Liang looked at it for a while, and said coldly, “No.”

The statue of Lin Feilu was frightened, and suddenly looked towards the direction of the sound. When he saw the figure stepping on a curved bamboo, his face also overflowed with a surprise smile, and ran towards him: “Uncle Ji!”

After running two steps, I suddenly thought of something. The steps stopped, and the smile on her face became cautious. She slowly stepped back and asked timidly, “Uncle Ji, why are you here? I… Did I bother you?”

Ji Liang: “…”

what! Why did this **** guilt come up again? ? ?

Ji Liang was silent for a while, flew down amidst the nervous expression of the little girl, picked up a bamboo branch on the ground, and said in a deep voice: “Jimo swordsmanship is mainly about tricks and tricks. Be fast, change, and reverse. The way.”

He reproduced the tricks she had just practiced. It was obviously the same trick, but he suddenly became dazzled. Even though he was holding only a bamboo branch, he broke the wind and bamboo leaves.

Lin Feilu couldn’t turn her eyes away, and her heart was full of joy.

The world’s number one swordsman finally began to teach himself to practice swords!

Ji Liang demonstrated twice, turned his head and looked at the little girl who was stunned by him, and asked in a deep voice, “Is it going?”

She seemed to come back to her senses, her big watery eyes looked at him without flickering, and she stammered: “No…no…” Before Ji Liang spoke, she lowered her eyes, red. Looking at the corner of his eyes, he asked with sadness, “Uncle Ji, am I too stupid?”

Ji Liang: “…!”

I’m about to cry again!

His pores were about to explode, and he immediately said firmly: “Not stupid! I will teach you more!”

She pursed her lips and looked at herself pitifully, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and then said in a serious voice, “Uncle Ji, I will learn from you!”

Ji Liang had never taught his apprentice seriously, and Song Jinglan was so talented that he didn’t need to teach him hand in hand. Now she starts to come to the bamboo forest every day to teach the little girl swordsmanship. Although she is practicing Jimo swordsmanship, a swordsman of Ji Liang’s level can penetrate the swordsmanship with a single sweep and teach Lin Feilu, who is just getting started. It’s easy.

He has mastered the swordsmanship to the extreme. He has a lot of experience in practicing swordsmanship, and what he taught to Lin Feilu is nothing but dry goods.

Lin Feilu is not really stupid. With such a master’s advice every day, he naturally makes rapid progress.

Then Ji Liang discovered that, I don’t know when, the little girl’s name for herself changed from Uncle Ji to Master.

——Master, I still don’t understand this trick.

——Master, take a sip of tea, I made it by my own hands!

——Master, I have learned 17 tricks! It’s over Xiao Song!

Ji Liang: “…”

Hey, forget it, let the master be the master. If you don’t allow her to shout, you might cry again.

The world’s number one swordsman hadn’t noticed that this routine was exactly the same as Song Jinglan’s original name for him from Mr. Ji to Uncle Ji.

He is alone and has no children under his knees. He has long been accustomed to being alone without greetings. Now there are more disciples who greet him every day. The master came to master to make him feel a little bit of the company of his daughter.

It feels…not bad!

He had never lived in a palace for so long before, but this time he stayed from summer to autumn.

Guo’s uncle Rongheng was sent by Song Jinglan to treat the flood before, and it was not until autumn that he finally returned to Lincheng. I thought I had missed a meeting with my friend this time, but when I entered the palace, I learned that Ji Liang was still living in the palace.

The next day, he brought the two jars of wine buried under the plum tree last winter to find Ji Liang with great interest.

When Ji Liang saw his friend, his always expressionless face finally got a little smile. The two of them had similar personalities, and they had a fateful relationship when they were young, otherwise Rong Heng would not ask him to go down the mountain to the Dalin Palace to protect Song Jinglan.

The two of them talked about each other and talked about it. It was close to the evening when someone knocked on the door.

Rong Heng knows that his friend is lonely and likes to be quiet, and the palace people never come here when they are ordered. How can anyone knock on the door?

I was surprised, but saw Ji Liang’s face naturally got up and went out to open the door.

Rong Heng followed to the door with his wine glass and leaned on the door frame to look out. When he saw Lin Feilu standing outside the door, he picked out a pair of fox eyes in surprise.

He and Lin Feilu have never seen each other a few times. After all, although he is the uncle of the country, he is different from the harem, and he has a lot of things. Song Jinglan trusts him, and all the political affairs of Song Dynasty are handled by him. Lincheng did not even have time to participate in the wedding of the emperor and queen.

Only this time, when he came back, he went to see the queen mother. When the queen mother talked about the little queen, she took a mouthful of a deer and showed great affection, which surprised him a bit.

I planned to take advantage of this return to see the girl who was put on the cusp of his majesty’s heart, but I didn’t expect to meet her here.

Just listen to Ji Liang asking: “What’s wrong?”

The little queen’s voice sounded incomparably well-behaved: “Master, I still can’t do this trick.”

Master?

Rong Heng was even more surprised.

What made him even more surprised was that his friend had left himself in this way and began to concentrate on guiding the little queen to practice the sword, as if he had completely forgotten that he was still waiting in the house.

Rong Heng found it very interesting.

He finished his glass of wine slowly, and then walked out with a smile: “When did you accept a student?”

Lin Feilu found out that there was still someone inside. The sword style stopped and stood there. When he saw who came, he smiled dignifiedly: “Uncle.”

Rong Heng saluted her: “Empress Empress.”

Although Lin Feilu had little contact with this uncle of the country, he had heard a lot about his deeds. He knew that he was one of the few who truly loved Song Jinglan, and he still respected him very much in his heart. Facing those fox eyes, he didn’t change his face, but smiled: “Since the master and uncle have an appointment, I will go back first.”

Ji Liang nodded, but Rong Heng said, “It’s not early, and I should go, and come to drink with you another day.”

Lin Feilu glanced at him calmly, but didn’t reveal anything.

After bidding farewell, she walked out and Rong Heng followed her unhurriedly.

She had heard before that the uncle Rong Heng had seven tricks. He was able to co-operate with Song Jinglan and Yingwai to subdue courtiers and win over the court and support him to become the emperor. It can be seen that he is also a powerful figure with both scheming and strategy.

When dealing with this kind of person, those little tricks are completely unnecessary.

Lin Feilu suddenly turned around and asked with a smile, “Uncle, do you have something to tell me?”

Rong Heng raised his eyebrows, the long and narrow fox always had a sense of helplessness when he saw people, but Lin Feilu was still calm, even the arc of his smile did not change.

After a while, I heard him smile and say, “There is nothing else, but the empress empress can let Ji Liang, who has a weak nature, accept you as a disciple, which really surprised Heng.”

Lin Feilu smiled.

During Rong Heng’s scrutiny, he calmly said: “I will keep him for your majesty forever, okay?”