Meeting her eyes with sudden realization, Chonghua smiled and said, "After practicing martial arts with me every day, Mei Niang will take you to the ice room. You can sit on the ice bed and meditate."
Thinking of that ice bed, she was both happy and worried...
God knows how cold that ice bed is. If you sit on it for a few minutes, let alone an hour, you will feel like you are frozen into a popsicle.
But... Mei Niang said that ordinary people are not qualified to enjoy the ice bed.
Chonghua allows her to use the ice bed, which is already very good for her...
"Why, you don't want to?"
Seeing that her little face sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, Chonghua stretched out his big hand and knocked twice on her forehead, "Do you know how many people covet that ice bed? I will give it to you to practice.
This is an exception, even Mei Niang has never enjoyed my heart like that."
"Well, it hurts..."
Mu Yanxi stretched out her hand to rub the red mark on her forehead, raised her eyes, and looked at Rong Chu curiously and confusedly, "I know that the ice bed is a very rare thing, but...why does Lord Chonghua treat me like this?"
So good?"
She suddenly felt flattered.
Even Mei Niang has never used the ice bed, but Chonghua allowed her to use it.
It is impossible for one person to be nice to another person for no reason.
From the first time she met Chonghua, he treated her very differently...
She could feel that Chonghua was very kind to him, but she didn't know why.
Chonghua, like Rong Chu, is not a so-called good person.
They all have the same cruel heart, the same ruthlessness, indifference, and cruelty...
In the Red Mansion, the punishment for making mistakes is definitely not easier than that at Rong Chu.
Something flashed across Chonghua's eyes so quickly that Mu Yanxi disappeared before he could see it clearly.
His jet-black hair hung down on his sides, glowing with a soft luster. His deep and dark eyes seemed to have a kind of magic power. His gaze was unpredictable and had some mysterious color. He looked at her quietly and said,
"I said that you are very similar to the little velvet ball that I used to raise. I raised it since it was a child. It was also very well-behaved and very spiritual, but later it accidentally fell into the water and drowned."
Mu Yanxi almost choked on her own saliva.
Wha...what?
The reason for her is just because she looks like the cat he used to raise?
She had the urge to vomit blood.
He originally thought that he might have a secret crush on her, or that she looked like an important person in his heart, or that he thought she was pitiful and similar to a certain experience he had in the past, but he never thought...
Hateful!!!
Chonghua looked at her with a smile and said, "Even the way he stares at people is exactly the same as my little velvet ball."
Mu Yanxi was on the verge of crying, but said, "This slave is really... really flattered."
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"Today, I will teach you some sword techniques."
Chonghua casually broke off a branch, and with a flash of white shadow, his figure was like a swimming dragon, flying gracefully in the dark night. The ordinary branches turned into sharp weapons in his hands, and each move exuded a sharp and menacing sword energy.
Mu Yanxi was stunned and reluctant to blink. After a moment, a white shadow fell in front of her eyes and asked lightly, "Did you see clearly?"
The movement was so fast, how could she see clearly?
Mu Yanxi nodded honestly, "Master Chonghua, your movements were too fast. I only saw the white shadows moving around, and nothing else."