However, even though Yin Shen lost all his spiritual power, he still knew how to use the sword, right? At this moment, Nalan Ling breathed a sigh of relief. His best friend Zhao Qian's family owned a sword studio.
Qingyu's "male concubine" also works as a teacher in the sword hall!
Therefore, Nalan Ling went to meet Xiao Zhu first, and Xiao Zhu readily agreed, because Yin Shen had also traveled through time, and Chuo Luo now had company. Because of Chuo Luo, her aunt's sword studio also had many more students.
Woolen cloth.
Nalan Ling decided that when Yin Shen wanted to go out, it would be OK to take him to Zhao Qian's sword hall.
That night, Nalan Ling once again secretly packed a box of food from the restaurant and crept up to the second floor.[
"Ahem..."
A clear cough made Nalan Ling almost throw away her lunch box in fright.
She turned around tremblingly and saw her brother, mother and father standing at the door of the living room, all staring at the lunch box in her hand.
"Ah, haha... Mom and Dad, why don't you watch TV... I've... stayed up late these past few nights, so I have to prepare some food..." Nalan Ling tugged at the corner of her mouth and laughed a few times to explain.
Nalan's mother looked at Nalan Ling with a worried look, and walked up to hold her. Nalan Ling's heart sank. It seemed that this time, they would not "let go" of her easily.
"Xiao Ling, you must tell me what's wrong with you. Are you... suffering from bulimia? Don't be afraid of going to the hospital if you are sick. Although our family is not rich, we can still afford medical treatment...
…”
Sure enough, Nalan's mother pulled Nalan Ling and started to chatter. Her father and brother also looked at her with some uneasiness. In the past few days, the food at home has been missing for no reason.
There was extra money to feed the dogs, but the dogs had no leftovers to eat these days, so they had to give them dog food.
"No, haha, Mom, I really stayed up late, so I want to eat more..."
Nalan Ling shook her head quickly. This was troublesome. How should she explain it?
"I'm not sick. Don't worry, mom. If you don't believe it, I'll go check it out tomorrow, OK?"
Nalan's mother and father looked at each other, dubious.