The world's number one swordsman who made the people in the world frightened, froze behind the door for a moment.

What happened??? What should I do???

After waiting for the sad sob to go away and could no longer hear it, Ji Liang finally took a breath normally. When he looked at the cold sweat in his palm, it was even more terrifying than when he almost died when he fought with the evil people in his early years.

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

It was quiet around, without any movement.

The little girl did what she said and said she would not come again to disturb him, but she did not come.

Ji Liang felt relieved, but also felt strange.

It was not until dark that he left the room silently and headed to Lin'an Palace. Recently, Song Jinglan had new experience in swordsmanship because he had masters and apprentices often discussed swordsmanship at night and specialized in swordsmanship.

In the past, Lin Feilu was there too.

She was still sitting at the small table she had fixed on weekdays and looked weak with her head hanging down. Song Jinglan was coaxing her: "Songyu said you didn't eat dinner, can I ask them to make some soup?"

She shook her head in a silence: "No, I don't want to eat."

Song Jinglan helplessly touched her desolate little head: "What's wrong today? Who made the lonely queen angry?"

Ji Liang, who had just come in, suddenly felt that every pore in his body became tense.

Lin Feilu happened to look up, and after seeing him, she was stunned for a moment, then smiled at him with ease. The smile clearly said: Don’t worry, Uncle Ji, I won’t say anything randomly.

Ji Liang: “…………”

Sure enough, he heard the little girl laughing hard and answered: "No, it's just too hot and a little unpleasant. Uncle Ji is here, I'll go back first."

Ji Liang: “…………”

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

Ji Liang took two steps back as if he was facing a great enemy, and said with a blank expression and dry expression: "I'll come again tomorrow."

After saying that, the figure flashed and disappeared, looking like it was like running away in panic.

Song Jinglan narrowed his eyes as if he was thinking, then looked down at the girl who had a smile flashed in her eyes. He couldn't help laughing and pinched her soft little face: "Are you bullying Uncle Ji?"

Lin Feilu immediately retorted loudly: "Where do I have it!"

He picked up the man and put it on his legs, pinching her soft earlobe with his fingers, and smiling at the corners of his eyes: "I heard from the palace servants that you have delivered food to Uncle Ji every day these few days?"

Lin Feilu was justified: "Yes! Uncle Ji rarely comes once, so of course he should be kinder to him."

He lowered his head and bit her chin, "I don't even have this treatment."

Lin Feilu was itchy all over her body when he kissed and bittened. While dodging, she pushed him with her hands: "Even Uncle Ji's jealousy, is Your Majesty soaked in a jealous jar?"

He closed his eyes and smiled, his eyelashes swept across her side face. He held her hands and untied her belt in a good manner, his voice was low and hoarse: "Well, yes, how can the queen compensate orphan?"

That's the question, but I've already asked for my own compensation.

The candles in the front hall were bright, and Lin Feilu half-kneeled on his legs, all his clothes were peeled off to his waist, and he was so embarrassed that he covered his arms with his arms: "No viewing!"

He smiled lowly, "I belong to the orphan, why can't I see it?"

Lin Feilu was so excited by his movement that her insteps were straightened. Her hands unconsciously hugged his head, and she begged for mercy while trembling: "I was wrong - I am the sword technique of Uncle Ji, oh..."

He kissed and could still take time to ask, "So the queen wants to be the orphan junior sister?"

Lin Feilu's eyes were blurred by his kiss, and the water vapor lingered. She leaned back a little, looking at him seductively: "Is that OK, senior brother?"

Then I felt my fingers pinching my waist tighten.

She giggled, softer than before: "Senior Brother--"

Song Jinglan smiled hoarsely.

So Lin Feilu paid the price for his seduction.

After practicing Jimo's sword technique for so long, it still couldn't keep up with its physical strength, which was annoying.

...

Because of Ji Liang's arrival, Song Jinglan's teaching routine was temporarily put on hold. Lin Feilu thought it was good, and she could take the opportunity to catch up with the progress of the top student. Every day, in addition to practicing the sword moves she had learned, she would also take the Jimo Sword Note to study and study, and learn it and practice it yourself.

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

The sea of ​​bamboo is full of vitality, even in summer, it is clear and cool. When the wind passes, the bamboo leaves fly, so she uses the bamboo leaves to try it out. After practicing with a set of sword techniques, she can string a string of green bamboo leaves on the sword.

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

With his martial arts, he can naturally capture the movements of practicing swords in the bamboo forest.

After a few days, Ji Liang finally couldn't help but approach the bamboo forest quietly. With his skills, it was easy to avoid being noticed.

The little girl in the bamboo sea was sitting cross-legged on the ground and flipping the sword score. She looked at it with a serious expression for a long time, then stood up and practiced with the sword.

Ji Liang looked at it for a while and said coldly: "No."

Lin Feilu seemed to be frightened and suddenly looked in the direction of the sound. When she saw the figure stepping on a bent bamboo, a surprise smile also appeared on her face and ran towards him: "Uncle Ji!"

After running two steps, she suddenly thought of something, and her steps stopped, and the smile on her face became cautious. She slowly retreated and asked timidly: "Uncle Ji, why are you here? I... did I disturb you?"

Ji Liang: “…………”

Ah! Why did this damn guilt come out again???

Ji Liang was silent for a while, flew down in the little girl's nervous expression, picked up a bamboo branch on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "The key to Jimo's sword technique is to make a move that is treacherous, fast, change, and reverse."

He reproduced the moves she had just practiced, and it was clearly the same trick, but suddenly became dazzling on him. Even though he was holding a bamboo branch, it broke through the sound of wind and bamboo leaves.

Lin Feilu was staring at her eyes and was already filled with joy.

The world's number one swordsman has finally started to teach himself to practice swords!

Ji Liang demonstrated twice, turned to look at the little girl next to him who was already stunned by him, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know?"

She seemed to come back to her senses, her big watery eyes flashed at him, and she stammered, "No...No..." Before Ji Liang could speak, she saw her lower her eyes and asked with red eyes with special 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: "I'm not stupid! I'll teach you in detail!"

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

Ji Liang had never taught his apprentice seriously. Song Jinglan was talented and didn't need him to teach him step by step. Now he started to come to Zhulin every day to guide the little girl's swordsmanship. Although she practiced Jimo swordsmanship, Ji Liang's level could understand the swordsmanship with just a sweep, and it would be easy to teach Lin Feilu who had just started.

He has been studying swordsmanship to the extreme, and has many experience in practicing swordsmanship. All he taught to Lin Feilu was practical.

Lin Feilu is not really stupid. With such a master giving advice every day, he will naturally make rapid progress.

Then Ji Liang discovered that from when the little girl's name for herself changed from Uncle Ji to Master.

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

——Master, I took a sip of tea, which was made by my disciple!

——Master, I have learned seventeen tricks! I’ve surpassed Xiao Song!

Ji Liang: “…………”

Alas, forget it, let’s just master. If she doesn’t allow her to shout, she might cry again.

The world's number one swordsman did not notice at all. This trick was exactly the same as what Song Jinglan called him from Mr. Ji to Uncle Ji.

He was alone, without a child, and had long been accustomed to coming and going alone without greetings. Now he has an extra disciple who cares about his well-being every day. The master's visit and going to him gave him a bit of a daughter's company.

This feels... not bad!

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

The uncle Rong Heng was sent by Song Jinglan to deal with the flood, and he finally returned to Lincheng until the beginning of autumn. He thought he would not meet his friends this time, but he didn't expect that when he entered the palace to meet the saint, he learned that Ji Liang was still living in the palace.

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

When Ji Liang saw his friend, he finally had a little smile on his face, which was expressionless. The two had similar personalities and had a life-long friendship at a young age. Otherwise, Rong Heng would not have asked him to go down the mountain to Dalin Palace to protect Song Jinglan.

The two of them were drinking and talking about the world and talking about it. As the evening approached, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside.

Rong Heng knew that his friend was withdrawn and liked peace. He never came here even if the palace servants got the orders. How could anyone knock on the door?

Just as he was wondering, he saw Ji Liang's face naturally got up and walked out to open the door.

Rong Heng followed the door with a wine glass and leaned against the door frame and looked out. When he saw that it was Lin Feilu standing outside the door, he picked up the fox eyes in surprise.

He had never met Lin Feilu several times. After all, although he was the uncle, he was different from the previous dynasty and the harems of the previous dynasty, and he had a lot of things to do. Song Jinglan trusted him and he handed over the political affairs of all parts of the Song State to him. He was not in Lincheng for many years and did not even attend the wedding of the emperor and empress.

But this time he came back, he went to see the Queen Mother once. When the Queen Mother talked about the little queen, he acted very much liked it, which surprised him a little.

I planned to take advantage of this return and see the girl who was placed on the top of my heart by His Majesty, but I didn't expect to meet her here.

I heard Ji Liang ask, "What's wrong?"

The little queen's voice sounded extremely well-behaved: "Master, I still don't know this trick."

Master?

Rong Heng was even more surprised.
To be continued...