[Lu Xiaofeng] On the history of the strategy of Ximen Sword God

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In the end, she held Ye Mingzhu in her hand, but she said she wanted to be with me.

At this moment, I wanted to laugh, but the corners of my stiff lips couldn't bend.It seems that I should be happy, at least she can still think of me.I am as important as Ye Mingzhu.

I watched the moon with her, but I didn't know how to comfort her.

She should be thinking about her parents.

I don't understand this kind of feeling, because I haven't had it before, so I don't know how to tell her.

I told her about the passing of my parents and I was not going to see the moon alone.That's what I don't need.

She doesn't need to either.

But she told me that she would watch the moon with me, and I was not alone anymore.

She will be with me from now on, always.

A drop of warm water fell into my cold heart, and her soft and childish voice uttered such childish words, but it disturbed my heart.

Sikong Zhaixing is here, and Lu Xiaofeng will also appear.

When I smelled the aroma of wine in the room, I was not surprised to see that person leaning on the chair lazily.

Lu Xiaofeng jokingly told me that when she was my child bride-in-law, I was ashamed and annoyed.

This outspoken vagabond uttered such words in front of the little girl.

I don't know why I'm so angry.

The little girl did not disappoint me, she called Lu Xiaofeng uncle, suppressing his arrogance.

She said, "Big brother."

I remembered what she once said: Rao Rao has many big brothers, but Ximen brother is different.

My heart is lost.

Am I different to her?

By the edge of the hot spring, I involuntarily reached out to brush the dead branches from her hair.

At that moment, I had hallucinations.A gentle Ximen Chuuxue combed the little girl's forehead hair, the tenderness in those eyes seemed to overflow.

I was startled.

How could I have such an idea.

Could it be that I am not a sister to her, but...

In the underground treasure house, she smiled innocently and put on the "golden lock of love" for me.

I didn't know why I acquiesced to her, I became very strange, it didn't feel good.

She seems to have a charm that makes me do things against my will again and again.

Her shallow breath fell on my face, warm and with a sweet fragrance.

My heart flustered, and I couldn't help taking a step back.

Her teeth hit my jaw.

But my lips landed on her nose. I was flustered at such a close distance, so I could only use cold words to disguise myself.

I heard myself say to her, "Let go."

In the end I might as well run away.

I actually have a little girl...

It turns out that my heart is so unbearable.

All I could see was her face.The wronged ones, the naive ones, the crying ones...all of them are hers.

My heart is completely messed up.

Ximen Chuuxue can't be like this, I said to myself.

So, I stood beside her bed with my sword in hand.

As long as I stab gently, all the troubles will disappear.

However, I heard her slightly rapid breathing.

Oh, she knows.

I put away my murderous intent, turned and left.

She is innocent and the one who went wrong was me.

I left Wanmei Villa overnight.

Time may heal everything, including my heart.

21☆、When the development of talented women is in progress

"Miss." The butler stood in a corner of the plum garden and saluted Jing Rao who was walking towards him.

She had just finished practicing the sword, and she didn't have the innocent smile she always pretended to be on her face. She raised the sword and walked towards the housekeeper with a cold face.

She did not see Ximen Chuuxue today.

That's right, after the scene last night, she still can't face him calmly without showing a strange expression.

She didn't sleep all night, and she was not in a good mood, and she was also indifferent to the housekeeper.

Jing Rao nodded to the housekeeper.

She is not familiar with the chief butler of Wanmei Villa.On weekdays, Aunt Lu is responsible for her food and clothing, and she sees Aunt Lu the most.I only met a few times with the housekeeper and grandpa to ask about the relationship.

I don't know why he was looking for her early this morning.

"Miss, the owner is out." The butler led Jing Rao to the front, "Miss may not know. The owner goes out four times a year, each time to help others. This time is no exception .”

Jing Rao followed behind him, with a mocking arc on his lips.

How could she not know that every time he went out, he helped one to kill another.The butler's words are really subtle, what to do?Oh, murder!

Seeing that she is just a little girl, she is just whitewashing her peace.She vented all her grievances on the housekeeper, obviously she knew it was wrong to vent her anger like this.

But Jing Rao's depression has been suppressed in his heart all night, and now he can't suppress it and has caused a full-scale outbreak.

She thinks this way, but doing it is another matter.She just nodded obediently, and said, "Grandpa Butler, Rao Rao knows."

Jing Rao is worthy of being a freshly released future acting king with his powerful acting skills.

The two walked through the corridor, but not the usual way.Obviously this is not a place to go for breakfast.

Jing Rao looked suspicious and paused.

"Grandpa housekeeper, where are you going?" She asked.

Hearing the sound, the butler stopped and turned around.

"Haha, I'm old and I can't even remember things." The butler sighed, showing a mysterious smile, "Miss, this old slave arranged for you to meet someone."

"Your breakfast is also moved to that place." The housekeeper seemed to have remembered something, and added.

Jing Rao was full of doubts, who did the housekeeper want her to meet.Could it be that he found her so-called "parents"? !

Her face turned pale, and the more she thought about it, the more flustered she became.Not so unlucky.

People say that being a thief with a guilty conscience is like this.

Meizi Jing followed the housekeeper to her destination full of worries, but she stood outside the door and dared not go in.

"Miss?" The butler looked suspiciously at the little girl who stood at the door and refused to go in. Her face was a little ugly. Could it be that she was afraid of life?

Jing Rao squeezed out an unnatural smile, and took a crucial step that determined her fate.

A gray-haired old man sat inside.

"Is that her?" He saw the little girl entering the door, showing a kind smile, but he said to the housekeeper, "Not bad!"

Jing Rao looked at the strange old man in front of her with question marks all over her face.

She thinks too much.Sister Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss." The butler then entered the door and explained to Jing Rao, "This is my old friend for many years, and also the teacher I invited for you."

Jing Rao's black line.

Will the future heroines of the rivers and lakes also take cultural lessons?This is not mentioned in Mao's novels or TV movies.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and looked at Jing Rao with smiling eyes: "Miss Jing, right? From now on, I will call you old man Mr. Shen."

"Miss, this old guy was the number one scholar in the Golden Palace back then. Although he has a weird temperament, he still has some knowledge." The housekeeper hurt the old man, but it also showed that the relationship between them was very unusual.

"Old boy, don't talk nonsense in front of my future students. The old man has a weird temper." Mr. Shen, who was still bookish, jumped up like a naughty boy.

Jing Rao felt a headache.Is the tutor that Grandpa the housekeeper found really reliable?

Ximen Chuuxue left, looking chic outside.She is going to start school.

This day is really over.

But even more tragic things are still waiting for her. How could the child bride training plan that the butler grandpa made for the little girl be so easy.

------------------------ I am the dividing line of the child bride training course ------------------ ---

After the morning class, Jing Rao bid farewell to Mr. Shen in a dizzy mood.

It's been a long time since she went to school, and those knowledge have been returned to the teacher, and now her head is empty.Listening to Mr. Shen speak these obscure and difficult ancient Chinese prose really stumped her.

Has anyone stipulated that a chivalrous woman must be a talented woman?No way.

Her palms are still red.This kind Mr. Shen is really a person who cannot be judged by appearances. As soon as he found out that she was not in the right condition, the ruler in his hand fell down fiercely.

One morning, she was beaten with several rulers.

Emma, ​​what should I do if my hand is disabled.Corporal punishment is wrong!

Jing Rao was very depressed.In 2050, corporal punishment of students and teachers will be served in prison.

It's a pity that she is currently in Lu Xiaofeng's world, so she can only eat Coptis chinensis dumbly and swallow these dissatisfaction.

Mr. Shen, who has a kind face and a wicked heart, is really a typical strict teacher, and her future life will definitely not be that good.

Jing Meizi finished her defamation and was ready to go back to her room.

As soon as she turned around, she saw the butler's face with a harmless smile.

Jing Rao took a step back in shock, why did the butler grandpa stand behind her like a ghost.Why did she see the weird smile on the housekeeper's grandfather?The evil ones can be said to be "full of malice".

Sure enough, the housekeeper said, "Miss, after lunch, you can rest for a while."

Then what?Jing Rao waited for the housekeeper's grandfather to continue, she had a bad premonition.

"In the afternoon, the old slave has arranged piano lessons for you." He said very understandingly: "You can choose the piano you like."

"The owner can play the flute." The butler looked at Meizi Jing with smiling eyes, just like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, "You must choose carefully."

Jing Rao received a meaningful signal from the housekeeper.The zither and the harp, she suddenly thought of this word.She understood what the housekeeper meant.

But she felt bad all over.

She has to learn temperament after her education, but she is a tone-deficient music idiot, this is miserable.

You can't even tell the difference between Duo Lai Mi's hair, let alone Zheng Yu, the ancient palace merchant.

Novices are definitely more scumbags who can't meet people.

But she couldn't shake her head, she could only nod obediently: "Rao Rao Xuan