Baiyun Hidden Sword [Lu Xiaofeng + Sword III]

If there are no clues, you still have to live your life, and of course you still have to practice your sword.

Ever since she found out that the cooks in the City Lord's Mansion are more capable, she fell in love with climbing over the wall to get food. Ye Gucheng always turned a blind eye to her behavior, and the rest of the City Lord's Mansion naturally couldn't interfere.

Ye Linghan received a letter from Sikong Zhaixing at the end of June, the wording was as simple as ever, a few words about Lu Xiaofeng and Longmen Inn's recent situation, and finally asked her about the progress of returning home.

Seeing the last two sentences, she immediately lost the desire to reply, but the pen she picked up was already soaked with ink, so she hesitated for a moment and pressed it down.

Shi Qi happened to see this scene when he came in, and he was surprised and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Ye?"

Ye Linghan poked the vulture raised by Sikong Zhaixing with a brush, and flattened his mouth: "I'm thinking about how to reply."

In fact, she can write very beautiful lowercase script. Ye Hui forced her to read a lot of Mrs. Wei's copybooks when she was a child, but she is too lazy to write on weekdays. She has been running around in the Longmen Desert for the past two years and has no time to think about it. Now I just feel my hand shaking while holding the pen.

Shi Qi originally wanted to say that she could help with the writing, but before she could say that, she saw that she re-filled the nib with ink, waved away the carving with her left hand, and began to write with her head down.

The characters written on the paper are delicate, peaceful, elegant and graceful, and one can tell at a glance that it will never be possible without ten years of practice.

"I didn't expect Miss Ye to be able to write well." She praised sincerely.

Ye Linghan briefly narrated the clues of the previous days and even finished it. He just scratched his face when he heard Shi Qi's praise, "I was forced, and I haven't written a hand-written life for a long time."

The eagle whose face was smeared with ink is now very noble and glamorous. She almost got her paw scratched when she tied the letter, and after she tied the letter, she still waved her wings and flung her sleeves.

Ye Linghan squinted his eyes and picked up the pen again to poke it on the forehead, "Okay, go back and find your master, anyway, you don't like me!"

Shi Qi was amused by her appearance, covered her mouth and smiled, "By the way, I've already bought all the fabrics Miss Ye asked me to buy, do you want to go and have a look?"

"So fast?!" She immediately retreated from the door, "The money I gave you should be enough, right?"

"Of course it is enough, but there are too many things, and they are still at the door."

These golden fabrics are not very easy to find. Even if you buy them at a high price, few dye houses would dare to do such a business. After all, if the color of the dragon robe contrasts with the color of the dragon robe, one day the emperor will not be able to settle it casually.

She really didn't expect Shi Qi to help with this matter, and she was very excited when she saw a carriage full of cloth, "Good Shi Qi, thank you so much!"

Ye Gucheng was a little surprised that he didn't wait for the golden figure to climb over the wall to eat that night.

Although his surprise was indeed not very obvious, Shiqi, who had been serving him for more than ten years, never ignored this brief frown and pause.

"Miss Ye seems to be busy with something, should I call her here?"

The corner of Ye Gucheng's mouth twitched imperceptibly, "...forget it."

"That girl over there..."

"You can send something over there." Ye Gucheng didn't seem to want to talk more, so he picked up the chopsticks directly.

After the absence of one person in the hall, the lively level also plummeted. In the past half month, Ye Linghan's unstoppable behavior of eating food made him get used to people talking or laughing while eating, so he really felt very deserted at the moment.

Shi Qi naturally never violated the rules. At such a time, he would just stand quietly aside, lower his eyebrows and bow his head, unable to find anything wrong.

Even though he ate as slowly as possible, he didn't see any movement outside the door until he finished eating. He was still in a daze when someone came to clean up.

Feixian Island in summer night is much more prosperous than in winter. There are still groups of residents outside the city lord's mansion who have not returned home. Three lanterns are hanging on the ferry in the distance, swaying slightly in the sea breeze.

"...The Nanwang Mansion is urging you to go there. I don't know when to leave?"

Only then did Ye Gucheng wake up, with a troubled expression on his face, he pondered for a long time before opening his mouth: "...The day of the decisive battle on August [-]th is coming, I'm afraid it's too late to go again."

"Can……"

"It's too long to go back and forth, and I will explain to Nanwang." Ye Gucheng raised his hand to stop her from continuing, "... If they have questions, you can just say it."

"City Lord, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not."

Under the flickering candle shadow, the figure of the woman with picturesque eyebrows is a little blurry for some reason, Ye Gucheng can guess what she wants to say, although he doesn't really want to hear it, but more than ten years of getting along with him tells him that if he doesn't speak, she probably won't either. will go on.

"Go ahead, there's nothing inappropriate to say."

"Miss Ye... your actions on Feixian Island have already attracted attention, and your attitude is the same. Although you can leave in half a month..."

"...I have a sense of proportion in this matter. When I ask you, you should tell the truth."

"But you...!"

"I have a sense of proportion." He glanced lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "...don't worry."

She seemed to tremble a bit, and then she bowed and retreated, her head was lowered so that her bangs covered her expression, and she didn't let him see clearly until she turned around.

When the night wind came from the coast to this courtyard, it had worn away all the edges and corners, leaving only gentleness. The other courtyard separated by a wall was brightly lit, and occasionally there was a sound of cicadas, and the magnolia in front of the courtyard thanked. On the ground, the lotus leaves in the pond under the tree have covered the entire water surface.

After an unknown period of time, Ye Gucheng finally sighed and prepared to explain the explanation that had been dragging on for a while.

There was also a laugh coming from outside the wall at this time. It was not so obvious mixed in with the wind, but it should not be an illusion.

At the moment when he was dazed, there was already a golden figure on the opposite side who climbed over the wall with ease, and happened to grin when he saw him in the courtyard: "Hey, junior brother, you haven't slept yet, it's just right!"

A few days ago, on a whim, she went to the blacksmith's shop to forge an epee for him, and she vowed to teach him how to come to Wushan, saying that it would be useful for bluffing people.

Of course, she gave up in the end. The gap in martial arts is too great, and it is simply unrealistic to insist on learning something else.

The expression now is not much different from when the sword was cast before, making Ye Gucheng subconsciously take a step back: "...what's the matter?"

"Have I introduced my Great Hidden Sword to you carefully?"

"..."

"Hey, hey, don't be so indifferent. I managed to get Seventeen to help me find the golden cloth. Since the person who taught you should have something to do with my senior brother, then you should be considered a member of the Zhengyang sect!"

"Zhengyang?"

She put the things in her hand on the stone table, and said seriously: "I don't know how many people in the Jianghu want to worship our master, no, that's not the point... I made you a hidden sword Martial arts set!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Luoye Gucheng already sighed first, "...Miss Ye, stop joking."

"I'm not joking with you, why don't you try a different color!" She picked up the golden-yellow robe on the stone table and showed it to him, shaking, "I haven't touched sewing for many years! Try Try it!"

Judging from the style of this robe, it seems that it is similar to the one on her body, and it is not ugly to be honest, but this color is really too much of a challenge for Ye Gucheng, and other things can be messed around with her. As expected, he was still indifferent to this kind of matter.

Ye Linghan, who was rejected in seconds, was not discouraged, "Just wear it, anyway, you are also my Tibetan sword disciple!"

She lifted the clothes too much and accidentally stepped on a corner of the clothes. She couldn't stabilize and fell directly on the stone table behind her. Ye Gucheng couldn't hold her in time because of subconsciously taking a step back. , it was too late to reach out.

"...You didn't see anything and almost forgot about it..." Ye Linghan, whose waist was hurting so badly, felt that he had lost all face.

After struggling for a while, she turned her head to see the other party's outstretched hand. There was no hint of ridicule in her eyes. Compared with the usual indifference, there seemed to be something she hadn't seen before, or it was her illusion.

"...won't you get up?"

Without much hesitation, she got on it and stood up with strength. When she let go of the cold fingers, she was a little embarrassed, or she was reluctant to admit it.

What broke the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere between them was a shrill bird song. Ye Linghan tensed up the moment he heard the sound, and his tone became urgent: "This is Sikong's eagle!"

Both of them have practiced martial arts for many years, and they immediately identified the direction from which the shrill chirping sound came from, but before they could go in that direction, a large eagle fell directly from the sky into the backyard in the corner.

She has known Sikong Zhaixing for a long time, and she is very aware of how much the other party attaches importance to this eagle. At that time, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to borrow it to play with Sikong, but he never borrowed it.

The dying eagle had its feet broken, and there were ink marks on her head that she had pasted on in the morning. The arrow in the abdomen should have been poisonous, and the blood that flowed from the wound was almost black.

"...Who did it..." After Ye Linghan calmed down, he was still shocked. It would be fine if he was just shot by a poisonous arrow, and even broke his foot. No matter how you look at it, it can't be an accident.

The letter tied to her foot hadn't been touched and remained the same, but at this moment she was too lazy to look at it. Seeing that the eagle was about to take its last breath, she was so anxious that she couldn't even speak.

"Who is so cruel..."

Ye Gucheng patted her on the shoulder, but never spoke.

She had practiced medicine for a period of time, but it was all fur, and it was just used to treat a wound temporarily for herself. When she encountered this kind of poisonous injury, she had no clue, so she could only watch this broken qi.

"It stands to reason that Baiyun City should have no enemies... No, he basically has no enemies..."

"...Bury it first."

"Junior Brother, don't you think... something is wrong?"