Jun Yi's face was completely shattered, and Xia Zibing became even more angry when she saw Wei Xian's bully behavior.
"roll!"
I saw Xia Zibing kicking over, and Wei Xian's body took on the shape of a parabola, falling towards a pool of clear water below.
With a "plop" sound, Wei Xian's body sank to the bottom of the lake, attracting countless people to watch.
"Ah? No! Young Master, my Young Master."
Several servants got up from the ground and no longer pretended to be dead. They also jumped down. They were almost terrified and their faces were pale.
"Girl...are you doing this for the sake of the slave family? You won't cause trouble and rise, right? That young master really has a prominent position in the court."
The woman was also sweating for Xia Zibing.
Xia Zibing looked as if nothing had happened and continued to go back to the room to eat and drink tea.
"No matter what, thank you girl for saving me. The little girl will definitely repay you in the future!"
The woman stepped forward to thank Xia Zibing.
Xia Zibing took a closer look and found that the woman was about fourteen years old. Her face had not yet opened, but she was still delicate and delicate. She spoke very softly, and her soul was as clear as water. She looked very comfortable. Seeing the woman leaving, Xia Zibing
A little anxious.
"Wait a minute, does the girl have any relatives?"
Xia Zibing asked with concern and gentleness.
"Before the slave family was ten years old, they had an adoptive father. But later, the adoptive father also passed away. Only one member of the slave family was left, wandering around the world without anyone to rely on."
Xia Zibing could see the woman's eyes turning red little by little, and felt that she seemed to have asked too many questions.
"May I have your name?"
Xia Zibing didn't mention anything more, but went directly to the topic.
"My father used to call me Ninglu from the Nu family. Originally, it was based on my father's surname. The family's surname was Li, but my father never allowed the family to take his surname." Ninglu said softly.
Xia Zibing's eyes darkened. This father was really special. However, she didn't want to worry too much about other people's affairs.
"What are your plans for the future?" Xia Zibing asked.
Ning Lu's expression was a little hesitant, and she could vaguely see the helplessness and sadness in her heart. Yes, would she make a living by singing outside all her life? If she met the kind of person just now, would anyone save her?
"Girl, the slave family has no plans in the future. If you don't think the slave family is useless, the slave family is willing to serve you by your side for the rest of your life." Ning Lu immediately knelt down, her expression was very sincere.
Xia Zibing calmly picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. Her heart was already filled with joy. She was indeed lacking people there. She was lacking loyal people.
Xia Zibing examined the condensation carefully. Her facial features were very harmonious, her skin was as white as jade, and her face was slightly baby fat. It matched her body very well. Dressed in emerald green gauze, she could be considered a beauty.
"Ninglu, get up. From now on, just call yourself me. Don't be a slave anymore. It sounds very uncomfortable." Xia Zibing helped Ninglu up with her own hands, but one hand cut on Ninglu's head.
After a long time, he smiled with relief: "Are you good at martial arts?"
Although his internal strength is not very deep, it can be seen that this child has been a practicing master since ###. Just now, maybe he really didn't dare to offend that man.
Ning Lu was startled in her heart and looked at Xia Zibing for a moment. After a long while, she gathered her thoughts and replied: "My father has taught me how to practice martial arts since ###, but my father has been sick all year round. For a lot of time, I have to rely on my own training.
The talent is stupid, so I can't compare with the girl..."
Xia Zibing sighed and smiled gently: "It's still called the slave family!"
Seeing that Ning Lu looked a little panicked, Xia Zibing smiled. She pressed Ning Lu on the chair and praised her, "That's good. A little girl can reach this level through self-study. She's quite smart."
Ning Lu's martial arts, according to preliminary estimates, would be incapable of at least three or five strong men. It is enough for self-defense and doing some small things.