Even though the aristocratic families have been affected now, there are still six major aristocratic families that remain unshakable.
So if he is said to be a profiteer, is it true that the family is clean?
Of course, his Wan family can be considered a noble family. Marquis Wan Qing sweated coldly, and he was so angry that he was confused.
At this time, Chu Ting began to talk in his sleep as if he was drunk, "You know, we were fooled. Of course, maybe you know, it's just me who was fooled."
Wan Qinghou was intrigued by him again, "What is this?"
Chu Ting seemed to be drunk. He drank the wine in one gulp and then threw it away. He flew up and landed in the flowerbed in the courtyard.
But he fell without sinking, as if he was floating in the sea of flowers. As the wind blew the flower branches, his body also swayed and bumped, just like a small boat, and his body moved with the waves.
The servants waiting in the courtyard were all stunned. What happened to the Imperial Master? How did he get stimulated? He actually came here to act cool and cool?
At this time, Chu Ting danced with the wind again. It should be boxing and practicing. The mantis-shaped crane posture was like practicing martial arts and dancing. Each move was free and elegant.
Wan Qinghou smiled and said: "Sword!"
His guard immediately drew his sword and threw it.
The sword roared and flew towards Chu Ting.
Marquis Wan Qing scolded with a smile, "You deserve to be killed, but you point the tip of your sword at the Imperial Master. You don't want to die."
The guard chuckled and quickly stepped back.
In the attic not far away, Shen Mingzhu was standing on the overhanging eaves, also watching this scene.
Naturally, she would not be like those servants who only watched Chu Ting play well and look cool and elegant, but she wanted to think more.
Chu Ting must know something, but he may not be able to speak easily.
She raised her eyebrows, smiled, and said to Zhuyi, "Bring me a sword."
Zhuyi and others looked at her in surprise. The eldest lady actually wanted to dance swordsmanship with Chu Ting?
Biyun signaled her to hurry up and not waste time.
Zhuyi took a three-foot-long Qingfeng sword and held it to Shen Mingzhu.
Shen Mingzhu drew out the blade of her sword, the cold light flashing, she raised her eyebrows, flew up, and flew towards the flower bed.
Marquis Wan Qing was very surprised by her arrival. They only watched her long skirt fluttering as she flew towards her like a goddess from the Nine Heavens. She did not fall, but stabbed Chu Ting in mid-air with her sword.
"It's rare for the Imperial Master to be so elegant, so I'll accompany him for a ride."
While she was talking, she had already changed a few moves. Everyone felt the sword light flashing in front of them, but they couldn't see anyone. They all exclaimed in surprise.
Especially the servants of the Wan family, all of them were stunned. They had never expected that Shen Mingzhu's martial arts was so high.
And he plays it so beautifully!
Chu Ting was also stunned. He only saw a shadow in front of his eyes, as if he was dreaming.
"you?"
His breath was stagnant and he almost fell from the end of the flower.
Shen Mingzhu smiled slightly, raised the tip of his sword, and pulled Chu Ting up, "National Master, be careful."
Although she is a woman, she has a power that cannot be underestimated. She is awe-inspiring and inviolable. People forget that she is a woman and only remember her extraordinary swordsmanship.
Wan Qinghou was watching with a smile on his face. After looking at him for a while, there was a hint of solemnity and admiration on his face. Shen Mingzhu was indeed extraordinary. Her sword skills were clearly taught by him, but now she used them with him.
And different.
She has obviously changed it and made this sword technique more suitable for herself.
