August 12, the 23rd year of Zhaohua.

early morning.

The morning glow fills the sky.

The main courtyard of Huaxi Villa.

The pair of swallows under the eaves of the first floor of the west building have long since left their nests. This couple has raised their four children, and today they seem to be teaching them how to forage on their own.

They flew not far and not high, just within Amu's sight.

Li Chenan took Amu back to Huaxi Villa last night, and early this morning he helped Amu sit outside the newly built pavilion.

Amu said he wanted to bask in the sun.

In fact, it was by the lotus pond outside the pavilion that it would not block the view of the swallows.

After Sun Tuozi's treatment over the past few days, Amu's life has been restored. However, he lost too much blood and his face is still a little pale, but his spirit is obviously much better than before.

Sun Tuozi said that he originally thought it would take half a year for Amu to fully recover, but now I'm afraid it will only take three months.

To Li Chenan, three months was not a long time, but to Amu, he felt it was very, very long.

Especially it rained heavily that night.

So after that rain, Zhongli Ruoyu should have handed the song "Sauvignon Blanc" into Qi Zhishan's hands.

It has been seven days since the rain.

seven days...

I think Miss Ruoyu has achieved her wish.

I should bless her!

That is the best destination for her!

Amu looked at the swallows in the sky and turned back to the lotus pond.

The petals of the trampled lotus were gone.

They should obviously be in the lotus pond.

But they really didn't leave a trace.

It is estimated that no one except myself knows that there was once a lotus that was about to bloom in this lotus pond.

Just like these little swallows, they will go further south in a few days, and what will be left under the eaves is an empty nest that no one pays attention to.

Few people know that they came here, were born here, and then left here.

So, this is empty.

The swallows will come again next year, but I don't know if the nest will have a new owner.

Amu was relieved and buried the lingering thoughts deep in his heart.

It is a lonely lake.

No more ripples...

There is only one delicate lotus standing tall and graceful.

Blooming for him alone.

He reached out and grasped the knife standing beside the chair.

From this moment on, he only has knives in his heart!

A smile appeared on his knife-like face, but no one could see it.

He withdrew his gaze and his expression was as before.

He walked toward the courtyard, where Li Chenan was practicing sword practice.

He was more surprised by the sword. He knew it was the Fuji sword because he had seen the exact same sword used by Zhong Liruo when he met Mrs. Fan.

That is the sword of the Xijian Tower of Wu State!

Unexpectedly, Li Chenan also had one on his body... With Li Chenan's unstructured sword dance, Amu shook his head, feeling that such a good sword was wasted.

Li Chenan had already sheathed his sword. He stood still in the courtyard under Amu's sight, calmed down for a moment, and threw the flying knife in his hand.

He was practicing his flying knife tirelessly, which made Amu frown slightly, because Li Chenan's flying knife was much better than his swordsmanship.

Zhongli Ruoshui walked out of the east building. She stood in the yard and watched Li Chenan practice flying knives. A smile appeared on her lips. It was not that she felt how powerful Li Chenan was. She just felt that she would be able to see Li Chenan when she woke up.

Origin of joy.

When the morning sun jumped out of the sky, Li Chenan picked up all the flying knives again.

He stood in front of the drawn target and looked carefully, feeling happy in his heart. Most of them hit the target, which was a bit higher than before.

He went to wash up at the well in the corner of the courtyard, turned around and walked towards Zhongli Ruoshui, and then took Zhongli Ruoshui's hand and came to Amu's side.

"You use your concealed weapon well."

"But the master wants me to practice sword practice."

Amu glanced at Li Chenan and said, "Senior Wu's Fujian sword would be better if he mastered it, but... you are really not suitable for practicing swordsmanship."

Amu doesn't know how to be euphemistic, and his character is the same as his sword.

Li Chenan raised his eyebrows and didn't care. He picked up Amu, carried him to the pavilion, and placed him on a stool.

"Actually, I'm really not suitable for practicing martial arts."

Amu nodded straightforwardly, "I see, your opportunity to practice martial arts is much later, so just treat it as physical fitness."

After saying this, he added: "I am responsible for killing people!"

Li Chenan likes brothers like this.

"In the future, you will be indispensable for things like murder, so your task now is to recover as soon as possible."

"There are three days left in the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will accompany you to the literary world!"

The Literary Forum is one of the eight famous attractions in Yujing City.

It is opposite Taiyuan University and next to Wenchang Temple.

Li Chenan hasn't gone out these days, and of course he has never been there, but he heard Zhongli Ruoshui say it.

It was the place where Ningguo held the palace examination every three years, and it was also the place where Ningguo's number one, second and third most successful candidates were recorded for three hundred years.

In addition, that place was also a place where Ningguo's literati and poets left their ink.

Therefore, it is the holy place in the hearts of all students in Ningguo!

Li Chenan made a pot of tea and shook his head: "You need to rest for three months!"

"No, after drinking your wine, I can no longer live without your wine, so you can't die!"

It is unlucky to say death so early in the morning!

Li Chenan glanced at Amu, but Amu looked extremely serious.

"With Uncle An here, can you beat Uncle An?"

Amu shook his head.

"That's it, I still have enough wine, you just need to recover from your injuries! From now on...accompany me to kill people!"

Amu turned his head towards the lotus pond, and after a while he uttered one word: "Okay!"

Li Chenan turned to Zhongli Ruoshui and asked, "Is there any news about who did that incident on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year?"

This refers to the fact that Jitai's properties in Shanggongtang, Kaiyuan Pavilion, Chenxiang Pavilion, and Jubao Pavilion were all taken over by one guy.

Li Chenan thought it was Lijing Division who did it, so he asked Zhongli Ruoshui to ask the handsome father-in-law. However, Zhongli Ruoshui shook his head: "It's not Lijing Division."

Li Chenan was stunned and thought, who else in Kyoto would dare to confront Ji Cheng so boldly?

"Grandma said I'm afraid it's Mr. Changsun."

"Jinghong, the eldest grandson of the Imperial City Department?"

"Um."

Li Chenan frowned slightly, "Jitai didn't fight back?"

"Xu Shi, the emperor has returned to the palace. Although Ji Tai is the prime minister, Mr. Changsun has been the emperor's teacher after all... Besides, Ji Tai's Fish and Dragon Society is probably no match for the Imperial City Division. He doesn't dare to attack openly."

The Palace of the King of Hell in the Imperial City Division."

Li Chenan couldn't understand the meaning of Changsun Jinghong's doing this.

Just to warn Ji Tae?

This can only make Ji Tai more alert and make more efforts to improve the strength of the Fish and Dragon Society.

If he really wanted to suppress Ji Tai, he could launch an attack on the headquarters of the Ichthyosaur Society and eradicate the Ichthyosaurus Society in one fell swoop... He would be at odds with Ji Tai, so he might as well do something more decisive.

When Li Chenan was thinking this, Changsun Hongyi also asked her grandfather the same question under the crooked neck tree in the dark building of the Imperial City Division:
To be continued...