Love on the bed: the abandoned concubine of the king

Wen Yujian couldn't help being startled, he didn't expect Yan Ling to answer so directly.

He thought for a while, and then asked: "That 500 taels of silver note in Yaoyuelou, was it also you who stole it?"

Yanling regretted it unceasingly, it turned out that Wen Yujian still remembered this matter.

Seeing that Yan Ling was silent, Wen Yujian also took her to admit it. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he said, "I saved you tonight, and I can help you leave Liewu Villa again, but you have to negotiate a deal with me."

Yan Ling immediately became vigilant. Wen Yujian is a member of the royal family, and the deal he talks about will not be clean.

If you let Guiyan know, I'm afraid he will be angry. Guiyan has always hated people in the court.

"Don't want to?" Wen Yujian stared at Yan Ling with burning eyes.

"Yes, I refuse." Yan Ling nodded, Guiyan was her mentor, and she didn't want to have anything to do with Wen Yujian, otherwise it would be difficult to extricate herself in the future.

Wen Yujian frowned slightly, and he turned his head slightly, unwilling to see Yanling's watery eyes again, he sighed and said, "Okay, I won't force you."

Yan Ling lowered her head and didn't ask further. Wen Yujian's brows seemed to have a hint of worry. She also knew the situation in the court. Now that Wen Junchi is in power, although Wen Yujian is the emperor, he is also under the knife's edge.

She doesn't want to get involved, she doesn't want to participate in this war.

After ten days, Yan Ling returned to Beiquan Mountain. Her arrow wound healed a lot, but that night, although she didn't negotiate a deal with Wen Yujian, Wen Yujian still helped her escape.

Yan Ling felt a little uneasy, but it was also difficult to guess what Wen Yujian was thinking.

The house built on the mountainside really made Yan Ling suffer so much, she climbed up with great difficulty, but there were bursts of tingling pain in her calf, it seemed that the wound was open.

She didn't care, she just wanted to find Ghost Eye quickly.Sure enough, Ghost Eye was meditating in the room, and when he heard a sound, he opened his eyes too.

"Where have you been these days?" Ghost Eye frowned, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

"I went to Liewu Villa." Yan Ling replied, "But I found a sword manual."

Just as she was speaking, she had already taken out the "Empty Sword Art", her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Guiyan only glanced at it, then hurried down, took the sword manual in Yanling's hand, his hands were trembling a little, he turned a few pages, saw every move and style on it, his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"It's it...it's really it." Ghost Eye said tremblingly, "It's been 20 years, I never thought I could still see this sword manual."

Yan Ling was a little stunned, Ghost Eye was always quite quiet, she didn't expect such a big reaction at this time, but thinking that this sword manual was once owned by the master uncle Li Yi, then Ghost Eye must be hurt by something.

"Master, is this sword manual really belonged to the master?" Yan Ling was also quite happy.

Ghost Eye nodded, and said: "Yes, there are a total of eighteen moves in this ethereal swordsmanship, but each move has great changes. This set of swordsmanship was created by your uncle himself, and he should not be called a master of the spirit sword." .”

"It turned out to be so powerful." Yan Ling's eyes lit up, it seemed that she had really picked up a good book, if she practiced this sword technique, her martial arts would probably have improved a lot.

She also leaned over to take a look, and saw the first form above, and continued: "Master, can I practice swordsmanship?"

Guiyan froze for a moment, then closed the sword manual, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Yan Ling, leave this sword manual with me first."

Yan Ling didn't think too much, and nodded: "Just listen to the master."

Today, Su Dai couldn't stand the days of eating dry food, so she didn't eat it at all. She already felt that her mouth had no taste, and she probably couldn't go on living this day.

Yan Wuxue glanced at her and said, "Being so picky, I have to go down the mountain to buy things every month, and you are still picking and choosing."

"Third Uncle, don't you feel that eating dry food every day has no taste in your mouth?" Su Dai asked him back.

Yan Wuxue was already used to Su Dai calling him third uncle every day, so he said lightly: "What can it do, Master and I never cook."

When Su Dai heard this sentence, her eyes lit up immediately, she hurriedly walked in front of Yan Wuxue, and said, "Third Master, I can do it, I can do it!"

Yan Wuxue looked at her in surprise, obviously not believing it, even if she cooked it, she probably wouldn't be able to eat it.

"Third Uncle, do you have any ingredients?" Su Dai is already ready to move, she has been in Beiquan Mountain for almost a month, and she eats dry food every day, so how can she bear it.

"There is dry food." Yan Wuxue only said these three words.

Su Dai's face darkened suddenly, and she said, "How can this be cooked!"

Yan Wuxue looked at Su Dai for a while, but she had no choice but to clap her hands and said, "Okay, I'll go down the mountain and buy some. If you can't eat what you make, I'll tell you to look good."

Su Dai nodded quickly and watched Yan Wuxue leave. Although Yan Wuxue still doesn't like her very much now, the relationship has improved a lot.

But old man Beixue, Su Dai rarely saw him.

This month's peaceful life, her mood has also calmed down a lot. When she looked down, she saw the long sword leaning against the pillar. It was a moon-covering sword given to her by Ghost Eye. With a dim light, it cuts iron like mud, extremely sharp.

Ghost Eye once said that this sword is very suitable for her character.

As soon as her figure floated, she also flew into the courtyard and swung her sword in the falling snow.

Her limbs are soft, her sword moves freely, and her moves are full of spirituality.

It has to be said that under Guiyan's guidance, her martial arts has made great progress, and even Yan Wuxue, who has always been noble, will give her some pointers. In this way, if she is asked to fight Shangguan Lingyan again, she may not be able to lose.

But looking back, is this really what she wants?

Her original intention, she almost forgot.

When her mind was confused, she also stopped, staring at the blade blankly, feeling that her heart could not be settled down.

The appearance that flashed through her mind just now made her at a loss.

She raised her head and saw Yan Ling standing on the porch, staring at Su Dai in a daze.

That gaze was complicated, with a hint of surprise and unwillingness, but more of it was resentment.

Su Dai only felt a burst of heart palpitations, and asked softly: "Yan Ling, what's wrong with you?"

"Your swordsmanship..." Yan Ling walked over, snowflakes fell on her body, her small face was pale and colorless, and her big eyes were also empty and lifeless.

Su Dai looked over, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Who taught you the swordsmanship you practiced just now?" Yan Ling asked tremblingly, her fists were clenched slowly, she did not want to believe it!

But this is the fact!