The change in his mood was fleeting, and the chill in his black eyes was like the fleeting sky fire in the lonely night sky, but it still fell in Jun Ci's phoenix eyes as he stared at her.
He said he didn't like practicing martial arts.
But he could easily see through her path and even guided Ziyi to avoid her attacks.
He is lying.
Jun Ci knew that he was lying, but she didn't ask any more because she didn't want to pry into his secrets. Not to mention that she would look for Wuchen whenever something happened. At first, it was just to find out his background. After Jinyang gave him a helping hand,
, Jun Ci also regarded him as a friend.
The two of them are far from being open-minded enough to reveal each other's masks without any scruples.
"Oh." Jun Ci responded, pretending not to care. He thought of what happened last night and felt that he should apologize seriously, "I was careless last night. Brother Ying, please forgive me."
Her face was still a little pale. Thinking of how he had ordered someone to pour a bucket of cold water on her last night, Ying Wuchen felt a little apologetic. He didn't mention what she had done when she was drunk, but instead touched her pulse with his fingertips: "What's the matter?"
Feeling unwell?"
Jun Ci looked at him blankly. Ying Wuchen had never been so gentle to her. It should be said that he had never been so gentle to her from the bottom of his heart. Those things before were all pretended. Only these words were truly mixed with natural expressions.
care.
Seemingly aware of his own emotions, Ying Wuchen lowered his eyes and explained, "I was also wrong last night, and I shouldn't have caused you to get wet."
After A Gu, the maid sent by Ying Wuchen, explained in detail, Jun Ci knew that she should not catch cold, and it turned out that he felt guilty because of it. Jun Ci was relieved: "I can't blame you, you didn't know that I had menarche...
"
"Kaka!" Jun Ci said it calmly and did not feel that it should be avoided at all, but Ying Wuchen felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it, "Since you and I both have inappropriate things, let's just let it go without paying any attention to the past. Don't mention it again in the future.
"
As soon as he mentioned it, he couldn't help but think that he had to explain to a girl what sunflower water was and what menarche was. Ying Wuchen felt that he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.
"Lord Jiulang Jun, I will definitely not mention it again." Jun Ci smiled brightly.
Very good, the name has changed again.
A faint smile appeared on Ying Wuchen's lips. He turned around and took out a bowl of soup from Zi Yiti's food box: "I ordered you to make soup. You will feel better after drinking it."
He originally thought it was medicine, but as soon as he opened the porcelain cup, Jun Ci smelled a sweet smell first. When he lowered his head, he saw that there were red dates, longan, lotus seeds and other things.
Jun Ci tilted her head back subconsciously. She didn't like sweets.
"Don't like sweets?" Ying Wuchen could tell at a glance.
Jun Ci didn't care that he knew his preferences and nodded honestly: "Tired."
Anything that is too sweet will always make her feel sticky.
"I'll let the kitchen stew for another cup..."
"No, no, no... no need!" Jun Ci grabbed Ying Wuchen's wide sleeves and held the porcelain cup with one hand. He didn't even need to pour it into the bowl. He raised his head and took big gulps into the porcelain cup. He poured it down in one go, which was better than the others.
Even taking medicine is painful.
After finishing the drink, her brows were furrowed, so Ying Wuchen had no choice but to hand her a glass of warm water and ask her to rinse her mouth.
Seeing her wrinkled face softening, Ying Wuchen said: "If you don't like it, why bother yourself?"
She wanted to say that food should not be wasted, but when she thought of the elegance of the eldest son of the Ying Wuchen family, she felt that this sentence was a bit sarcastic, so she changed her words: "Brother of the Ying family, I am not a person who does not know good from evil."
If she said this and called him Jiulangjun, maybe it would be more sincere.
I don't know if she has realized it herself, but she would only call him brother of the Ying family when she felt that he was useful or she felt guilty towards him.
However, knowing that her words came out casually, Ying Wuchen also took advantage of it: "Tomorrow I will tell you to use less dates."
Jun Ci, who was about to refuse, felt as if a ball of warmth had been rubbed in her belly. She pressed her lower abdomen. She was a little surprised. She didn't say the words of rejection. She just asked: "I...when can I go to Jincheng?"
The sooner she resolves the matter and gets the money, the sooner she can sharpen the Zhonghujun!
Knowing that she was anxious, if he allowed her to stay for five or six days, he was afraid that she would run away after tonight. With her skills, he could not stop her from running away overnight, so he said: "I will stay in the army tomorrow and the day after."
Jun Ci just wanted to stay one more day tomorrow and run away. She was a little dissatisfied, but when she saw Ying Wuchen's smiling eyes, she didn't want to argue with him.
Once she leaves, the army will have to hand it over to Ying Wuchen to keep an eye on her so that she has no worries.
"Just wait for two more days." Jun Ci said slowly.
She was lying on the low table, her eyebrows were downcast, and she looked weak. For some reason, Ying Wuchen looked at Wen Ruan, took a book from his sleeve and handed it to her: "Just read to pass the time these two days."
Jun Ci raised her eyelids and planned to take a look, but when she saw that it was actually a book of swordsmanship, her eyes were filled with energy and her life became brighter. She was a little unsure: "Give it to me?"
"Here you go." Ying Wuchen nodded with a smile.
Jun Ci pulled her over without any courtesy, and it turned out to be a sword art book she had never seen before, and it was a double sword art book.
Jun Ci has also used two swords. For example, when she went to assassinate Yuan Duo, she could use any weapon. In order not to expose herself, she would only use a long sword when it was fair and aboveboard. She would also use a long spear in special circumstances. The rest would only be invisible.
It will only show when people are there.
But she was not flexible in using the double swords. It turned out that she started to make mistakes when holding the swords.
The double long swords have a special way of holding the swords. The sword blades face up and down, and the hands move at the same time, making every move extremely detailed.
"That's it!" Jun Ci suddenly realized it, and he quickly jumped off the bed, but was held by a slender, clean hand on his shoulder.
"Only watch, don't move." Ying Wuchen ordered.
Jun Ci felt itchy in her hands. How could she endure it if she didn't want to give it a try?
"I, I will just hold the sword..." Jun Ci lowered his voice in response to Ying Wuchen's gradually deepening smile.
She didn’t even believe it herself!
As soon as I get the sword, I am afraid that my heart will follow the sword and I will start swinging it immediately.
Ying Wuchen didn't say anything to her, and stretched out his hand to hold the sword manual.
Jun Ci held on tightly and had no choice but to agree to his rude request with tears in his eyes: "I'll just watch, just watch, okay?"
"I believe in you." Ying Wuchen stood up, "If you betray my trust in you, my sister of the Jun family, please remember that if you are disloyal once, you will not be disloyal a hundred times."
After saying that, Ying Wuchen smiled gently at her and turned around to leave.
Jun Ci had no choice but to continue lying down, looking angrily at the sword moves that seemed simple but extremely sophisticated, hooks and thrusts to attack and defend... Jun Ci was fascinated by what he saw. Ying Wuchen didn't allow her to take the sword strokes, so she had to move her bare hands.
One move after another comes to mind.
I originally thought that such a quiet two days would be extremely difficult, but with Ying Wuchen's sword manual, it passed by in the blink of an eye.