Although the weather was very cold, he was wearing a thin cotton coat with fox fur outside.
Heavy snow started to fall again, and it was as if he had arrived covered in wind and snow, like a god in the dark night who did not eat the fire of the world.
The girls were stunned when they saw it, and then they quickly knelt down and saluted.
Xiao Xian was always very tolerant to the people around Shen Mingzhu and didn't care at all. He pulled off the fox fur and threw it into the girl's hand. Then he rolled up his sleeves and flicked his sleeves. His inner strength was so strong that his clothes were instantly warm.
When he entered the room, Shen Mingzhu was writing something. He took a closer look and saw that she was talking to some girls practicing swordsmanship.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a sword manual.
She was lying on the Kang table, painting very carefully. Because she was in the inner room, she didn't have her hair tied up. It was just scattered on her back and tied casually with a pink ribbon. She was indescribably lazy and comfortable.
Her neck is neither long nor short, her skin is white and smooth, her shoulders are neither wide nor narrow, and her back is gracefully shaped. She looks like a carefully carved jade sculpture when she lies on the desk.
Shen Mingzhu now has a certain amount of internal energy, so she naturally knows someone is coming in, and she knows it's Xiao Xian from the footsteps.
Without raising her head, she said, "Your Majesty, come and take a look at my homemade sword manual."
The kung fu that Xiao Xian taught her was all passed down orally. There was no sword manual or internal skills and mental techniques, so they were all taught orally.
This was also the way he practiced martial arts since he was a child. His master didn't give him any books, so he didn't have this habit. He naturally taught Shen Mingzhu through dictation.
When he saw her writing sword manuals, he felt it was inappropriate, but the master never said not to write, so he felt there was no need to stop her.
Anyway, as long as she likes it.
But none of them knew how much of an uproar this sword manual would cause in the world.
After all, the late emperor's side Luo Hu's kung fu was unpredictable and profound, even the top masters in the world could not compare with him.
And his unique kung fu is naturally even more unique, and how many people only dream of it.
Shen Mingzhu got it so easily that he never thought about this problem. He just thought it would be easier to read it after writing it down, but he forgot what kind of fight would happen if he accidentally lost it and someone in the world got it.
The two were talking casually, and Xiao Xian took off a small brocade cage from his waist. Shen Mingzhu saw that it was still steaming, and she couldn't help being surprised, "What is this?"
Xiao Xian put the thing on the Kang table, and Shen Mingzhu rushed towards it, "Teapot?"
Xiao Xian chuckled and said, "Open it and take a look."
Shen Mingzhu saw that there was a lid on it. When she opened it, a scent of aroma immediately hit her face. She took a breath and said, "It smells so good. Who made this soup?"
Xiao Xian said: "Of course it's me..."
Shen Mingzhu immediately looked at him like a monster. Xiao Xian touched his nose and said, "My mother-in-law, haven't I finished speaking yet?"
Besides, he was obviously the best at cooking, why was she looking at him like that?
Always find a chance to show her off!
Biyun immediately brought a pink porcelain hand cup and soup. Shen Mingzhu said that he would serve it, and Biyu smiled and went back to do needlework.
Xiao Xian looked at her as if she were offering a treasure, "My mother-in-law made this specially for you, I don't even have the face to do it."
Shen Mingzhu poured a bowl of soup, then glanced at him and said with a smile, "Didn't you drink it?"
Xiao Xian looked aggrieved, stared at her pitifully, shook his head,
