How easily did you let go of your master's vigilance and defense?
Could it be for that little girl...
Liuyun held back her doubts and spoke in a low voice: "Master, do you still remember Master Yan's words of wisdom?"
Master Yan is Jun Ziqian’s master.
After Liu Yun's words came out, Jun Ziqian's cold and calm eyes finally flashed with light.
He didn't respond, he just stood up and walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the sky, his posture was casual but distant.
For a long time, his eyes were long and far-reaching, and he said casually: "A sword can make hundreds of cuts, but a heart is not easy!"
There was an awe-inspiring and confident aura in Xianxian's calm tone.
"Go." Jun Ziqian's voice was no longer as distant as coming from high in the sky, but as calm and gentle.
Liuyun's eyes were complicated, she lowered her head, took out the jade fan from her waist, placed it on the table, and then retreated.
After leaving the house, he sighed.
It seems that the master will never have any partner in this life, nor will he find any partner.
Just like ten years ago, when the young Jun Ziqian returned to the Jun family, he immediately made the oath in the ancestral hall of the Jun family.
In this life, I will dedicate everything to the emperor's family, and serve as the emperor and gentleman to eliminate foreign troubles and clear away internal worries.
Only then did Liuyun remember the unique martial arts skills taught by her master's master, which is light love and absolute love!
At this moment, Liuyun didn't know whether to be happy that the master had no interest in the little girl, or to be sad that they would never have a mistress.
After coming back to his senses, he didn't want to think about it anymore and left.
In the house, Ye Youlan brought the prepared medicinal meal to Jun Ziqian with a smile: "Brother Yanzhi, drink it."
Jun Ziqian took the bowl, looked at the little girl with sparse and elegant eyes, smiled slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
Next, is the acupuncture.
...The painful hour finally passed.
Ye Youlan pinched her slightly sore wrist, and then looked at the man lying on the floor, her face turned pale, but she still did not lose any of his graceful elegance.
She glanced at the jade fan on the table, and her eyes flickered curiously.
Will he be a hero in the world?
It doesn't look like it.
The little girl pursed her lips. She had been with Brother Yanzhi for so many days, but there was no progress. Otherwise, tomorrow...
She suddenly thought of something interesting.
Hee hee, I’ll take Yanzhi’s brother out to play tomorrow, and let him experience what human fireworks are!
The little girl was happy and wandered out of the house. Looking left and right, it seemed that the guard was busy.
So she ran to Uncle Luo and borrowed his bullock cart for tomorrow.
…
At night, Liu Yun had not come back yet.
After dinner, the little girl suddenly mentioned that she was going to the market tomorrow.
"Brother Yanzhi, can you come with me? We don't have enough rice at home. We forgot to buy it last time we went to the market."
She looked at Jun Ziqian with innocent eyes, full of expectation.
Jun Ziqian looked at her for a moment and didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded lightly: "Okay."
After taking care of the little girl for many days, he should give her back.
Seeing that he readily agreed, the little girl was happy and her eyes were bright.
When Jun Ziqian saw the little girl finished her work, he took out the half-sewn clothes, which were just the pieces of cloth he bought not long ago, and he chose fine cotton material.
When I saw the size, I knew it was made for him.
Jun Ziqian pressed the forehead between his headaches. This little girl was a bit stubborn.
But he couldn't persuade her.
After a few unsuccessful attempts, he gave up.
That's all, I'll make it up to her with other things later.
Suddenly I thought about the medicinal materials she used, her treatment, and even her meticulous care for several days.
Can any material be compensated?
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Only the sword can make hundreds of mistakes, but the heart is not easy!
Explanation of the poem: Only a knife can be sharp enough to cut through everything, and only a heart can be firm and never waver.