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Nanzhu Pavilion does not belong to Xie Xu, not to mention that Xie Xu¡¯s character is not domineering. They only share a place for dance practice and there is no reason to stop others.
Yan Jizheng felt that the gloom of the past few days had been dispersed a lot at this moment, and his frowning brows also showed some relief. This is the only good thing he has experienced these days.
The young prince bowed down and said goodbye with the courtesy of treating a gentleman, which was very solemn. The narrow phoenix eyes reveal ambition.
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After meeting for several days, Yan Jizheng had completely forgotten the idea of ??leaving quickly.
He had seen Xie Xu practice several sword techniques in the past few days, and each set of sword techniques was exquisite. Even though he had no intention of learning secretly, he couldn't help but peek out of bounds.
But this senior¡¯s temper was almost unexpectedly good, and he was not angry because of his actions.
So Yan Jizheng went a step further, and one day suddenly asked Xie Xu to teach him martial arts - not "Jue Shang", but the foreign martial arts that Yan Jizheng saw from secret books, although it was not a profound martial arts. , but Yan Jizheng only relied on his memories, and there were inevitably some mistakes in his moves.
And Xie Xu lowered his eyes to look at him, and also helped him adjust a few positions.
With just a few subtle changes, Yan Jizheng noticed that a set of exercises was running smoothly and was much better than before. He felt more in awe for a moment, and blurted out excitedly: "Senior, would you like to accept me as your disciple?"
Xie Xu¡¯s movements paused slightly.
He deliberately put on a loose silk robe for the sword dance. At this time, he was supporting Yan Jizheng's wrists to adjust his moves. Through the raised translucent sleeves, Yan Jizheng's tight body could be seen, as if It's very stressful. But Xie Xu himself was still at the level of a master in the Heguan, and had only practiced sword dancing for less than a month. He was too embarrassed to be a teacher, so he refused.
Yan Jizheng's eyes dimmed slightly.
He had no hope at all - from the very beginning, he had an impure mind. How could he be the apprentice of a master with such a good temperament as his predecessor?
Fortunately, in the next few days, the senior did not alienate him.
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Yan Jizheng sets out at dawn every day, practices with Xie Xu for an hour, and then comes back to take care of Qi Zhou Ling, meditating and practicing in his spare time.
Sometimes he comes early, and the hem of his clothes is soaked by the deep fog in the forest, and his eyelashes are frosted, but he always arranges his appearance before Xie Xu comes, pretending to have just arrived.
But what Yan Jizheng didn¡¯t know was that every day after he got up, the seven-year-old young master Qi would open his dark eyes and stare calmly at the shadow cast by the lamp outside the corridor when he left.
Until it disappears.
Yan Jizheng is the only person Qi Zhouling is familiar with now.
The child stared at him for dozens of days.
Until one day, Qi Zhouling, who had been quietly watching Yan Jizheng leave with an expressionless face, suddenly stood up from the bed, put on a small cotton sweater, tiptoed to open the door and followed him.
Qi Zhouling's footsteps were very light. Even if Yan Jizheng was undefended at this time, it was weird that a seven-year-old child could not be discovered by martial arts practitioners.
Children are born with a good foundation.
Arriving at the bamboo forest, Yan Jizheng arrived before Xie Xu as usual, so he just sat down cross-legged to practice. When he heard the sound of the soles of his boots falling on the bamboo leaves, he looked up and saw the senior's slender figure appearing at the other end of the bamboo forest.
Xie Xu was wearing a moon-white gown, his face was still covered with silver ornaments, and he was wearing a sword.
They had developed a tacit understanding after getting along for half a month. Yan Jizheng stood up, gave a brief salute, and started practicing.
One person is the "sword technique" and the other is the palm technique. Only this time, Xie Xu only practiced one move, and the sword movement slowly stopped and was tied around the waist.
Yan Jizheng was a little confused.
Xie Xu¡¯s fine, dark eyelashes drooped slightly, looking toward a place in the bamboo forest, and said calmly: ¡°Who is it?¡±
Although his voice was neither happy nor angry, Yan Jizheng's eyes sharpened instantly and he looked at the senior's position rather unkindly.
"Come out!" Yan Jizheng shouted coldly,
What is the purpose of peeking with your head hidden?
Qi Zhouling, who was wearing a heavy coat and looked like a round dumpling, slowly moved out at this moment. The two snow-white lotus-root arms were hunched over each other, looking a little cute, and he looked at Yan Jizheng expressionlessly.
Yan Jizheng: ""
Qi Zhouling: ""
Yan Jizheng: "!!" The young prince's expression suddenly became very exciting. He walked over and grabbed his child. His voice was both annoyed and full of regret: "You're awakehow did you follow me here?"? "
Qi Zhouling looked at him unblinkingly, as if accusing him of his daily disappearances, and Yan Jizheng suddenly felt guilty.
But this is actually a good thing.
This is the first time Qi Zhouling has reacted to the outside world in so many days.
When Yan Jizheng thought of this, he was reluctant to send the child back. So he looked at Xie Xu covertly, with a bit of shame on his face: "Senior, can you let him stay here? He is very good, and he is too young to remember that" Yan Jizheng himself felt a little guilty, and was embarrassed for a moment. Go on. After all, the senior doesn't know Qi Zhouling's special qualities, and seven years old is actually old enough to remember things. Letting him watch his senior practice swordplay here is almost like stealing from his master.
But Xie Xu responded unexpectedly, with a calm tone: "Of course, he is very quiet."
Then he practiced sword practice as usual.
Yan Jizheng felt a little sour in his heart.
He always seems to meet some wonderful people.
Yan Jizheng already respected Xie Xu as his master who was hiding in the city.
Qi Zhouling was indeed very good and did not pester Yan Jizheng. He sat on the edge of the open space, as if he had turned into a stone, making no sound. Only a pair of black eyes stared intently at Xie Xu.
Xie Xu made a move with his sword, and the light from the sky was falling on the sword. The smooth sword body shimmered slightly on one side, but Qi Zhouling was blinded and did not know how to avoid it. Xie Xu turned his head slightly and noticed the child's reaction. After adjusting his direction and practicing a set of sword skills, he suddenly put away his sword and walked towards him.
Yan Jizheng also slowly retracted his palm as Xie Xu stopped his sword. Just when he was worried whether Qi Zhouling's wanton gaze would make the senior angry, he saw the senior flicking his skirt slightly, half-crouching in front of the child, and took out something from his sleeve. A very delicate, square-shaped piece of oil paper wrapped tightly.
The oil paper bag was untied by Xie Xu with one hand, revealing the milky white and very delicate pastries inside.
Xie Xu asked: "Do you want to eat?"
Yan Jizheng: =¿Ú=
He felt that the scene before him was beyond his comprehension.
Since Xie Xu woke up after recovering from his injuries, the young men and girls in the hall have been avoiding him. Very few people get close to him, and naturally there are fewer people who pinch his cheeks and stuff them with cakes.
Fortunately, someone is making goat milk cake in the kitchen every day, and Xie Xu is also used to it. He puts a little of it on his body every day and eats it after he finishes practicing. But now there was a child next to him who was staring at him intently. Xie Xu was influenced by the girls in the library and also gave food to the juniors, so he simply came over to give it to him.
Qi Zhouling's eyes slowly raised and fell on Xie Xu's face, but through a layer of mask, he couldn't see Xie Xu's expression.
Yan Jizheng just wanted to explain to his seniors that Qi Zhouling is a little different from ordinary children and will not take the initiative to accept food. But as soon as he came over, he saw Qi Zhouling slowly stretched out her hand, pinched a piece of milk cake from the oil paper bag, and put it into his mouth.
Chewing very stiffly.
So Yan Jizheng was stunned for a long time.
Qi Zhouling knows how to get pastries by herself!
The huge stone in my heart that had been stored in my heart for a long time and could not be removed no matter how hard I tried, quietly relaxed a little, as if everything was developing for the better.
The seven-year-old Tuanzi slowly ate the milk cake, then raised his head and stared at Xie Xu intently, and suddenly crossed his fingers.
It means to bring people close.
Xie Xu understood strangely, and according to what he said, he leaned down even lower, only to see the snow-white little hand quickly pressing on Xie Xu's black hair at a speed completely inconsistent with the previous slow movements. On, the switch turned on with a "click".
¡ª¡ªThe switch of the mask.
The switch was delicately placed behind Xie Xu¡¯s ear. I don¡¯t know how a seven-year-old child could find it accurately the first time he touched it.
But at that moment, the mask did fall off. Xie Xu reached out to catch it, feeling a cool touch coming from his fingertips.
He didn¡¯t realize why Qi Zhouling did this.
Qi Zhouling looked at him slowly. After a while, his lips moved slightly and he uttered a vague syllable.
Before Yan Jizheng could be surprised that Qi Zhouling seemed to be able to speak, he was startled by his reckless behavior and frowned.
He knew that many Jianghu people concealed their appearance because they had unspeakable secrets; and he also respected Xie Xu very much, so he was never curious about his senior's appearance. But Qi Zhouling did this, even though he was just a child, he still committed a big taboo.
This is the first time Yan Jizheng has reprimanded and trained him severely.
"Qi Zhouling, what are you doing? Admit your mistake to senior!"
Xie Xu had already stood up with his mask in hand, and was not very angry: "It doesn't matter, maybe he just thinks I look weird with the mask on."
Yan Jizheng was also full of guilt. He was about to shamelessly apologize to his senior, but he was caught off guard and faced Xie Xu's face under the mask.
??A long period of stunned silence.
His master no, no, senior, is such a breathtaking beauty.
Even though Xie Xu put on the mask again later, Yan Jizheng was still a little overwhelmed and took Qi Zhouling away in confusion.
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Yan Jizheng was also full of guilt. He was about to shamelessly apologize to his senior, but he was caught off guard and faced Xie Xu's face under the mask.
??A long period of stunned silence.
His master no, no, senior, is such a breathtaking beauty.
Even though Xie Xu put on the mask again later, Yan Jizheng was still a little overwhelmed and took Qi Zhouling away in confusion.
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