After the maidservant left, Yun Xizhi lay down to rest again. In his mind, for a moment, he was the cheap woman on the throne, for a moment, he was the man who repeatedly promised to love her only for his whole life. After all kinds of pictures that made people gnash their teeth or hate each other, he turned to the situation of the sea that night.
She was seriously injured by her own son and almost died in the hands of her own son. I'm afraid she is the only one in the world who has this experience and can't find a second one. So how can she not hate?
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noon.
Yunzechu came to see yunxizhi again, and his concern was expressed.
Yun Xizhi's face is much better. He wants to go out for a walk, but he doesn't want too many people to see her. He wants to wear a veil.
Yunzechu hesitated, but he couldn't stand yunxizhi's plea, so he helped yunxizhi out of the door.
A small lake in the village.
The Pavilion by the lake.
Yun Xizhi said feebly that he was tired and wanted to sit down.
Yunzechu helped yunxizhi in, and then asked her maid to take a cushion and a cape, so that yunxizhi could sit down. She was considerate and considerate in all aspects.
He happened to pass by not far away. Seeing this scene clearly, the eldest disciple of Yun zechu, who came to Zhujian villa this time, could not help thinking of his teacher's mother and younger brother and sister who stayed in Yun family villa. For a moment, he was worried. He wanted to stop talking. He didn't know whether he should "remind" master Yun zechu. He was so close to the woman who suddenly appeared on the way.
After hearing the report, Feng Lin Shu came to the pavilion, asked a few questions with concern, and then asked the maid to serve tea.
Yun zechu naturally asked about the famous sword conference.
All the books in the forest are well known.
Yun Xizhi listened quietly while paying attention to the situation in the village.
After talking about business, Feng Linshu unconsciously complained about the mysterious young man in red in the village. As soon as the topic started, he couldn't stop, "I don't know what his origin is. His father should be so respectful to him, and it's not enough to serve him as a guest of honor. The sword casting pool in the back mountain was originally a forbidden area, so he was allowed to go in and out freely."
Yunzechu was surprised, "brother zhantian didn't say anything?"
Feng Lin Shu: "not only don't say, but also let us not ask."
Yun zechu: "that's really strange. I've never heard of such a person in the world."
Feng Lin Shu: "I don't know where it came from!"
Yun Xizhi, who had been listening, had a faint hook in the corner of his mouth under the veil. He flashed a sneer and didn't speak.
Chi Lin, a young man in red who is being discussed by several people, is now having a good rest in his room. He is waiting for Feng zhantian to make a sword successfully and for his men to find the man he is looking for.
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Outside the city, deep in the mountains.
After last night's rain, the whole mountain forest is a bit muddy.
After practicing sword for nearly an hour, Qu Ning panted back to the carriage and sat with Chi Yan, who was sitting in the driving position watching her practice sword, with his back leaning wearily against the column of the carriage.
The water drops from the branches fell on Qu Ning's face.
Qu Ning was too tired to move. A hand reached over and gently fell on her face, wiping off the water drops and the sweat on her face. The action was gentle.
Chi Yan looked at the tired Qu Ning and said again, "otherwise, let's leave here."
"No, I want to see the result of the famous sword conference." Qu Ning immediately shook his head without hesitation. In another four days, the famous sword conference will be held. Even if we know that the conference is a trap, what if the sword is real? As long as there is a little hope, she can't give up. She must know the result, and even wants to go to the meeting to have a look.