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"It's over?"

Su Zongwen came in from the outside. He had been sitting in the yard for a long time. Just now, he was still thinking: why haven't they finished talking.

"Well, you've been waiting a long time?"

Shen Zhu reaches for him.

Su Zongwen walked over, held her hand, and sat beside her. "I thought I could stay with you more when I got here, but I didn't expect that I would spend less time together than before."

He sighed, a little helpless.

"What's wrong with you, brother? We still have a lot of time in the future. Who asked you not to come in just now? We're just talking about the restaurant, but we haven't... " Some other things are wrong.

"Nothing?"

He asked curiously, staring at Shen Zhu's evasive eyes, trying to make fun of her.

"It's nothing. It's just some small things. You can listen to them or not. It's not important."

She smiles awkwardly and politely, and it's better not to have a man participate in a secret conversation.

"Little fool."

Su Zongwen fondly pinched her nose and put his arm around her shoulder. "I don't understand many things. It's useless to stay nearby. If you let me lead the war and deal with political affairs, I might be better at it. I can't do business."

He said to himself that everyone had his own field of expertise, and he didn't mean to insist on joining.

"Let's do what we can, OK?"

Shen Zhu leaned on his shoulder and said softly. She lowered her head and held his hand. She liked the feeling very much.

They have their own things to be busy, everyone is independent, but the heart is connected.

"Well, we'll get better and better."

He gave her a kiss in the hair. Whatever they did or between them, it would be better and better.

……

Mu Qingling, who hasn't been seen for a long time, is practicing kung fu in the back garden.

It's called practicing kungfu. In fact, it's an activity that she found that Rong Yin must contact with her, so that he doesn't always look like a piece of wood.

But it seems that her wishful thinking is wrong. Rong Yin is really teaching her to practice Kung Fu seriously. She is not perfunctory at all.

"That's not right. You should raise your arm a little bit, or you won't be able to hit people at all."

Rong Yin took a thin branch in her hand and gently put it under her arm. She lifted it up to remind her to raise it.

Mu Qingling raised her eyebrows and felt that she had dug a hole for herself.

She raised her arm as he said and went on to the next move.

"You can be faster."

He once again reminded that for girls, speed is a common way to win when they can't match each other in strength.

"Oh."

She frowned and thought that he was speeding up?

"Rong Yin, what did I do wrong?"

She stopped and looked at him suspiciously, thinking about what she had just done. Shouldn't it be wrong?

"No, I'm thinking about something else."

He said apologetically, "take a break first." He went to the side, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.

"What do you think?" She took a sip of tea. It was not good at all. What happened when she suddenly became bitter.

"I wonder if you don't like learning kung fu. In fact, your Kung Fu is enough. I don't think you are very happy."

I remember how long he said he was not happy when he was practicing kung fu in the morning.

"Well, I just want to cuddle with you by practicing kung fu. As a result, you look like a master. I didn't expect that. It's a little different from what I imagined, so I'm a little bit disappointed."

She told the truth, Wei looked at Rong Yin, the original imagination of tenderness, have become a sweat stink.

Rong Yin was stunned and didn't know what to say.

What she said made him feel at a loss, who always abides by the principle of "giving and receiving each other in spite of each other". He quickly moved his eyes to other places and did not dare to look at her again.

How can you do such a thing?

"Your ears are red. I'll tell you. Is that all you have? What would you do if I held you? "

She said with a bad smile. She put the cup aside and looked at his waist. It was very thin.

"I You Princess, in broad daylight, we'd better not do that. "

He swallowed, lowered his head and said, what if someone sees him? Isn't the princess's reputation ruined?

"Not in broad daylight, but in dark moon and high wind, isn't it?"

She askew her head and asked, with an expression of ignorance and no smile.

"That's even worse!"

He immediately refused, lonely men and few women, dark and windy, too dangerous."Forget it, I won't tease you any more. Let's sit over there and have a rest. I'll see you dance swords later, OK?"

Mu Qingling is amused by his appearance, and is not ready to make fun of him. Even if she wants to cuddle in the future, she will never say hello to him.

She's always direct.

"Good."

With a sigh of relief, he followed her to the next tree and sat on the stone bench.

"In fact, I think my kung fu is enough. I don't want to wander around like my sister Acacia. It's not dangerous, but I just want to be stronger. When I was in Liangguo, I couldn't protect my sister well, because I couldn't beat so many people, and I might even drag you down. That's why I want to practice Kung Fu. At least I don't want you to worry about me. "

She seriously said that she hated why she didn't learn and have no skills before, and her martial arts were only half of the story, which was not particularly powerful. Except for the palace, she knew that there were many people. Facing some powerful people, she had no ability to protect herself, let alone protect others.

"In fact, you can not use it. I can protect you, anytime, anywhere."

He looked at her and solemnly promised that even if their master servant status did not change, he would protect her to the death.

"I know, but it's always just in case. Besides, I'm not a weak woman with no strength to bind a chicken."

She waved her fist. At least most people couldn't beat her.

"Well, you are very good."

He nodded and said that among the women, Mu Qingling is really a more powerful person. Compared with other charming princesses, she is really amazing.

He thought of Shen Zhu and Mu Qingling again. It seems that the princesses of the royal family of Qi are not ordinary women. They all have unique skills.

"Show me the sword."

She raised her hand and poked him in the arm to make him hurry.

Rong Yin smiles for a while, picks up the sword beside him, draws the sword out of the scabbard directly, flies out and starts to dance the sword.

In fact, sword dancing is also aggressive, but most of the time it's just for viewing.

His sword is very sharp. When he holds a sword, he will be colder than usual. His eyes are as sharp as the sword in his hand.

Mu Qingling likes this kind of Rongyin very much.

I don't know when, the boy who grew up with her has become a man with excellent martial arts, handsome appearance and dull temperament, but she still likes it.

After the sword dance, Rong Yin puts the sword back into the scabbard, sits back on the stone stool, turns to look at Xiang Mu Qingling, and finds that her eyes are somewhat different.

"What's the matter?" He asked, puzzled. Was he ugly just now?

"It's so beautiful. I've seen so many people dance swords. It's your best look."

She laughs and praises a way, see his ear is red again, really want to stretch out a hand to pinch.

As soon as the idea came out, his hand had been stretched out and pinched.

Rong Yin was stunned and did not dare to move for half a minute.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, you have soft ears. Men who hear that their ears are soft are afraid of being inside." She took her hand back and said with a smile. I didn't expect that this sentence was quite accurate.

Rong Yin can't think any more. It seems that the temperature of her fingertips still remains in her ears. The pinched place is a little hot.

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