sing with you

Ever since Mu Ziming and Mu Ziqing studied with He Yunxuan, they were no longer so free.The two worked very hard, fighting openly and secretly, neither willing to be compared to each other in front of Ye Kuangge.

Mu Ziming sat alone in the room, a thick pile of rice paper was stacked on the desk, and the rest of the place was also taken up by scrolls, rubbing his sore arm, he didn't know how long he had been writing.

He is not like Mu Ziqing who lives in Ye Kuangge's house, and he can be tender with each other every night.And he could only be separated from a courtyard alone and desolately.Every night, he could always hear Mu Ziqing's "hateful" laughter coming from the opposite side.In desperation, he had no choice but to turn all the resentment in his heart into motivation to study, and he was bound to overwhelm Mu Ziqing in homework and get Ye Kuangge's appreciation.

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It was night, the moon was above Dongshan Mountain, after dinner, Mu Ziming was about to wash up, when he suddenly saw Mu Ziqing walking briskly past him with something in his arms, the other party's happy expression made Mu Ziming feel an eyesore very.

"Stop!" Mu Ziming said.

Mu Ziqing stopped walking when he heard the words, and didn't mind the other party's fierce tone. He turned around generously and revealed what was in his arms - a short sword about two feet long.

Mu Ziming saw that the other party looked at the dagger lovingly in front of him, and gently stroked the sword with his hand, his eyes were full of cherishment, he couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

"Of course it was given to me by my godfather, and he also said that he will ask Uncle Hua to teach me swordsmanship." Mu Ziqing said with a look of surprise, and said with some regret: "Don't you have it, brother? That's right, what?" Dad only gave it to me."

"you!"

Mu Ziming was extremely angry, the other party's obviously smug and showing-off tone was really disgusting, but the man didn't know Mu Ziqing's hypocritical face, and was still kept in the dark by the other party.

Mu Ziming gritted his teeth with resentment, it was like this in the Mu Mansion before, since Mu Ziqing was born, he took away his mother's love for him, and it is the same now, ruthlessly occupying the attention that a man should have for him.Mu Ziming is jealous, jealous that Mu Ziming can get Ye Kuangge's smile, can occupy the other party's hug, and even kiss the other party.

Mu Ziming didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Ye Kuangge, maybe it was his admiration for the strong, or his admiration for the elders. Anyway, he only knew that he longed for Ye Kuangge's attention, but because of It's unforgivable that a hateful Mu Ziqing got in the way and made the distance between him and the man far away!

Ye Kuangge saw this scene as soon as he entered the main courtyard. Mu Ziqing turned his back to him and couldn't see his expression clearly, while Mu Ziming who was facing the child was trembling for some reason, and his mood was unstable.

"What's wrong?" Ye Kuangge asked.

As soon as Mu Ziming heard the other party's deep and deep voice, the grievances accumulated in his heart could not help but burst out all at once, his nose was sore, tears fell down like big beads in a series, and he couldn't control it no matter what. live.

Ye Kuangge was a little at a loss. He and the child lived in peace for so many days, and he thought he had never treated him badly. Why did the child suddenly break down and look aggrieved?

"You're biased! This...it's not fair, you can't...you can't just be nice to Mu Ziqing..." Mu Ziming broke down in tears and complained to Ye Kuangge who was approaching.

Ye Kuangge was taken aback when he heard the words, did he have a partiality?

He has always been unable to understand Mu Ziming, this child is full of joy and disgust, and usually looks like a calm and sensible little adult, Ye Kuangge is also very relieved that he doesn't put too much thought on him.And because Mu Ziqing was younger, he always liked to cling to him and make him happy, so he naturally got closer to Mu Ziqing.

Only then did Ye Kuangge realize that he was wrong. After all, he is a child with a sensitive mind. It seems that he will learn how to serve a bowl in the future.

Mu Ziming's nose was blocked from crying, and his eyes were red, but he just couldn't stop, the man must have disliked him.

When Mu Ziming saw Ye Kuangge's face not only didn't look bored, but approached him and opened his arms to him.Mu Ziming was taken aback for a moment, and rushed in without hesitation.

Ye Kuangge thought that the other party's mood would improve, but instead the child in her arms cried louder, the tears were out of control, and she was almost devastated.

Ye Kuangge was helpless, he had never seen the other party so sad when the Mu Mansion was down.Guessing that Mu Ziming won't be able to stop for a while, Ye Kuangge turned to Mu Ziqing and said, "You go in first, I'll sleep with him tonight."

"Okay, I'll listen to my godfather. Good night." Mu Ziqing nodded obediently, and when he turned around, his pale face became gloomy.

-

The silvery moonlight leaked in from the window and sprinkled on the quilt, and occasionally there were a few insects chirping in my ears.

Ye Kuangge saw that the child lying beside him had stabilized his emotions, and was carefully examining his face, feeling very guilty.

"Tell me where I am biased?" Ye Kuangge asked.

"You slept with him..." Mu Ziming whispered.

"He was hurt."

"But he's all right now!"

Ye Kuangge thinks about it carefully. Children always have to be divided into rooms when they grow up. If there are not enough rooms, it will be a big deal to build another room.

"That will take a few days."

"You also gave him a sword and asked him to practice martial arts."

"You want to learn martial arts?"

"I want to." I want to be strong, able to walk side by side with you, and stand up to protect you in times of crisis.

Ye Kuangge looked at the child's eyes that were shining even in the dark, and then remembered the purpose of adopting the two children - to train Ye Ge's next successor.He originally thought that children don't like learning martial arts, but he didn't expect the other party to bring it up by himself, so he pushed the boat along.

"In that case, then I will teach you swordsmanship myself. But I am very strict, so don't regret it then."

"I'm not afraid!"

-

The next day, Mu Ziming received the first gift from Ye Kuangge - a long sword.

Different from Mu Ziqing's one, this sword is more than two feet long, and the sword body is straight, reflecting the chill of blue light.The blade is covered with fine dark lines and has a sharpness that can be broken by blowing hairs. This is a treasure that truly belongs to martial arts practitioners.

"Thank you master!"

Mu Ziming was very excited, he fell in love with this new title immediately, he finally had a new relationship with the man that Mu Ziming didn't have, besides, he was a teacher for a day and a father for life, so a master is more important than a godfather. special existence.

Ye Kuangge held the sword in one hand and put the other behind his back.At this moment, he put away the gentleness of last night, and regained the coolness of the past, with a murderous look on his brows.

"Hold your sword."

"Yes!"

Mu Ziming was still young, and his right hand, which had only held a pen, was too delicate. At this moment, he could only hold the bronze sword with both hands to barely lift it.

"Now, you have to use it to block my attack."

"Yes!"

Ye Kuangge raised his sword and swung it at Mu Ziming with [-]% of his strength, and Mu Ziming immediately blocked it.

The two swords collided fiercely, and there was a crisp sound, accompanied by a strong shock, which made Mu Ziming feel painful.His hand went numb, and the sound of the sword falling to the ground resounded.

"Pick it up for me!"

Ye Kuangge ignored the child's pained expression, and scolded in a deep voice: "A person who can't even hold a sword firmly is not worthy of being a swordsman. If your sword falls again, then you don't need to practice martial arts anymore!"

"Yes, Master!"

Mu Ziming didn't dare to feel wronged, he quickly picked up the sword, and got into a fighting posture.

This time Ye Kuangge launched a continuous attack on Mu Ziming, and gradually increased the force.And Mu Ziming didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he put all his energy into it, ignoring the constant pain in his hand, and firmly held the sword.He told himself in his heart that no matter how painful it was, he could never let go, and he must never let the master down on him.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but Ye Kuangge's strength became more and more fierce. Mu Ziming focused all his attention on the sword, so that he missed the flash of appreciation on Ye Kuangge's face.

This practice lasted all afternoon. Ye Kuangge attacked Mu Ziming more than a dozen times. But he didn't leave his hand for a second.

Ye Kuangge nodded in satisfaction, put away his sword and said to the child: "Clean up, it's time for dinner."

"Yes, Master."

-

At the dinner table, Mu Ziming got into trouble with the pair of chopsticks on the table.Originally, his hands were only sore, but when he put down the sweaty sword and took a rest for a while, his exhausted hands trembled uncontrollably, becoming extremely sore and limp.

Mu Ziming tried to pick up the chopsticks, but before he could pick up a dish, the chopsticks fell from his fingers to the table with a crisp sound.

"Why, can you hold a sword, but can't hold chopsticks?"

Mu Ziming lowered his head upon hearing this.

Although Ye Kuangge said so, there was no sense of blame in his tone, instead he called the servants to bring Mu Ziming a spoon.He is a strict teacher on the outside, but he is a loving father on the inside.

"Thank you master."

Ye Kuangge's gentleness made Mu Ziming feel that his hands were not so uncomfortable, but Mu Ziqing who was next to the man was still so annoying.