Madam, protect me!

In the early morning, when Li Nuo got up, his wife was gone, leaving only a faint fragrance around her.

Yesterday was an odd-numbered day, and he slept with the beautiful woman.

If he slept with An Ning, he definitely wouldn't and couldn't get up so early.

After washing up and having breakfast, the wife went to do morning exercises in the courtyard. Li Nuo sat at the stone table in the courtyard and looked at the internal skills and mental methods.

An Ning sat next to Li Nuo and was also studying Legalist classics.

A family of three all have their own things to be busy with.

At a certain moment, a figure walked in from outside.

Yiren held three candied haws in her hands. She walked to Li Nuo and An Ning, handed two to them respectively, and said, "I saw someone selling candied haws on the street just now, so I brought them to you too." …”

Then, she walked to Song Jiaren and handed the last one to her.

Li Nuo and An Ning looked at each other and saw incredible things in each other's eyes.

It was just one night later, but Yiren seemed to be a different person. When she saw delicious food outside, she would think of them. For a moment, Li Nuo even wondered if she had spit on the candied haws.

This kind of speculation is obviously too malicious.

Based on Li Nuo's understanding of Yi Ren, she would not do such a thing.

Although he didn't know what happened that night, Li Nuo naturally hoped that they could live in harmony with each other under the same roof. He was happy to see this change in Yi Ren.

The more she behaves like this, the more embarrassed Li Nuo feels.

If it weren't for fate, she should be the mistress of this house.

If you think about it from his perspective, if he were a beautiful woman, his mentality might have already collapsed.

It was late at night. Li Nuo came out of the study, stretched his body, and was about to go to the tranquil room to rest. He noticed that there was still a faint light coming from the yard next door. He thought for a while and walked slowly over.

A moment later, Song Yiren's room.

She sat at the table, holding her chin with one hand, staring at the flames in the glass lamp in a daze.

Her routine was completely reversed. She couldn't sleep at night and couldn't wake up during the day. She didn't know how to spend this long night when her eyebrows suddenly raised.

The next moment, there was a gentle knock on the door outside.

She walked over, opened the door, looked at Li Nuo standing outside, and asked, "What are you doing so late?"

Li Nuo asked: "It's so late and you're still not sleeping?"

Song Yiren turned around and walked into the house and said, "I can't sleep."

Li Nuo knew that she couldn't sleep. Fenghuang had something to do today and returned to Yuyin Pavilion. The room with the light on could only be hers.

He didn't say much, and simply said: "Go to bed."

Song Yiren was slightly startled, unable to believe her ears.

Go to bed?

Song Jia and Li Anning are still at home...

Did he intend to fulfill the engagement at that time?

Sister Phoenix said that as long as she treats Song Jia and Li Anning better, he will care about her more, but is this too fast?

Li Nuo said: "Why are you still standing there? After I finish pressing it for you, I have to go back to sleep."

Song Yiren came to her senses, then silently walked to the bed, lay on the bed, and wrapped herself in the quilt.

Li Nuo washed and dried his hands, then sat on the edge of the bed.

He put his hand on her head, found the acupuncture point, and applied gentle pressure.

After the last experience and being mentally prepared, Song Yiren did not scream out.

With him by her side, she felt particularly at ease, and she completely relaxed.

Miraculously, she was still very awake, but after enjoying the massage for a while, she began to feel slightly tired.

The tiredness was getting heavier and heavier, and she couldn't resist it at all...

A quarter of an hour later.

Looking at Yi Ren who was breathing steadily and falling asleep, Li Nuo slowly stood up, washed his hands, extinguished the lights, closed the door and left.

Regarding Yi Ren, he and his wife actually felt a little guilty in their hearts.

It's okay to be nice to her.

After returning to the room, An Ning couldn't wait to greet her and said angrily: "Why did you just come here? I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Li Nuo explained: "I've been suffering from insomnia these days, so I pressed a few acupuncture points on her head to help her sleep."

Li Anning said: "Is she asleep?"

Li Nuo nodded and said, "I came here after she fell asleep."

Li Anning was surprised and said, "Isn't this something only an imperial physician can do?"

When she couldn't sleep when she was a child, her mother-in-law would ask a female doctor to come over and massage her. After just a short massage, she could have a good and peaceful sleep.

Li Nuo's hand had already penetrated along her pajamas and said with a smile: "Your consort knows a lot more, you will know in the future..."

A blush flashed across Li Anning's pretty face, and she whispered in his ear: "Humph, your princess knows a lot..."

There is a song that says: A lonely white rabbit walks east and west.

Another poem says: The beauty plays the flute and the flowers move her face, the young man is like a jade sword like a rainbow...

…

As time entered mid-August, the martial arts conference organized by the imperial court gradually approached.

The people of Chang'an have only heard about this. Jianghu is too far away from them. They are more concerned about whether the price of rice and vegetables will rise today than any martial arts conference.

The courtiers didn't care much about this either.

The imperial court agreed to hold the martial arts conference for only one purpose, which was to find something to do for Li Xuanjing's son.

It turns out that this idea is correct.

For three months, he had no time to trouble officials.

Although others were indifferent, for Wulin, this was a rare major event in decades.

In the martial arts conference held by the imperial court, all the famous sects in the world were absent. Even super sects such as Sanqing Sect and Shushan sent all their masters.

In the past few days, martial arts sects participating in the conference have arrived in Chang'an one after another.

In order to better guide and serve these martial arts sects, the Ministry of Rites has set up reception points at the gates of each city.

A huge banner with the words "Introduction to the Martial Arts Conference" can be seen as long as you walk into the city gate, and few sects will ignore it.

More than a dozen figures carrying spears gathered at the gate of the east city.

They come from Yinqianmen in Yuezhou.

The two sect masters of the Silver Spear Sect both have master cultivation. Although they belong to the second-rate sect, like the Tianshan Sect, they are at the top of the second-rate sect.

If there is another grandmaster in the sect, the Silver Spear Sect can become a first-rate sect.

The Silver Spear Sect also attaches great importance to this martial arts conference. Two grandmasters led ten talented disciples and came all the way.

It was the first time to deal with the imperial court, and everyone in the Silver Spear Sect was still a little unsure.

But as soon as they entered the city gate, they saw the reception desk set up by the Ministry of Rites. The officials of the Ministry of Rites were also quite polite to them, people in the martial arts world, which made them completely relieved.

A table at the reception desk was filled with various fruits for them to enjoy.

There are grapes, bananas, oranges, lychees, etc.

They arrived in Chang'an after a long journey and felt thirsty. These fruits were just what they needed.

Chang'an is indeed Chang'an, even the fruits are much more delicious than Yuezhou.

This is the most delicious fruit they have ever eaten in their lives.

The Ministry of Etiquette has to register everyone and issue waist badges, which takes a little longer.

While waiting, the disciples of the Silver Spear Sect were not idle either. A whole table was filled with fruits, which were quickly eaten by them.

The taste of these fruits was so tempting that even the two masters couldn't hold back and ate two bananas and a few lychees.

At first, they also put banana peels, orange peels, grape peels, lychee cores and the like on the table.

But because the table was so small, there was no room for the trash. People in the martial arts world were informal, and soon, the ground was covered with the peels and cores they left behind.

at the same time.

Another city gate.

The Kuangdao Sect and Xuanjian Sect arrived in Chang'an one after another and waited at the west gate to be picked up by the Ministry of Rites.

Each of the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect carries a big sword on their back.

People from the Xuanjian Sect carry heavy swords.

Such scenes are rare in Chang'an and attracted the attention of many people.

People looked at them from a distance and pointed.

"What do these people do?"

"Someone is either carrying a sword or carrying a sword. It's so scary."

"Don't you pay attention to the important affairs of the court? There will be a martial arts conference held in a few days. These people must be here to participate in the martial arts conference."

"Hey, tell me, who is more powerful with a sword or with a knife?"

"I think you are very powerful with a sword. Otherwise, why are there so many swordsmen and not many swordsmen?"

"I think swords are powerful. Look at the army. Almost all of them use swords. There are a few who use swords. The swords must be more powerful..."

…

The people were talking and talking, and the topic changed from the identities of these people to the sword fight.

The masters of the two sects ignored these remarks, but some young disciples couldn't help it.

A disciple of the Crazy Sword Sect curled his lips and said: "Although there are many people who learn swordsmanship, when it comes to power, the way of the sword is superior..."

After hearing this, the disciples of Xuanjian Sect were naturally unhappy and mocked: "Since the power of the sword is stronger than the sword, why do so many people learn swordsmanship instead of swordsmanship?"

"That's because the way of the sword is more difficult than the way of the sword."

"You fart, there are countless changes in the way of swordsmanship. What else can you do besides chopping, you fools who learn swordsmanship?"

The people watching around saw them arguing endlessly, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement. Someone said loudly: "Just talking is useless. Let us see if you fight. Whoever wins will be considered right..."

"Just fight, I'm afraid some reckless people won't dare."

"I'm afraid you are your grandson!"

The two young and vigorous warriors refused to obey the other and strode towards the open space under the city wall not far away.