It's not good to be a widow [Comprehensive]

With Mr. Mei Da's diagnosis, that night, Lu Jinglu finally got his wish and ate iced yogurt.

But she only had a very small bowl, and it was gone before it was filled.

Looking at the bowl in Ye Gucheng's hand, it was three times as big as hers, and it had obviously been chilled for longer, it had been taken for two quarters of an hour, and there was still white smoke on top.

Lu Jinglu looked envious and wished he could grab this bowl.

Seeing her staring at him so eagerly, Ye Gucheng couldn't help but want to laugh, but he still insisted: "Mr. Mei Da said, don't overdose."

When Lu Jinglu heard this, she immediately picked up her small bowl and compared it with him, "It's just a small amount, even if it's full, it's impossible to overdo it!"

When she leaned over like this, her high ponytail swung behind her back and hit him on the shoulder.

The room was brightly lit, and the lingering aroma of the food on the round table in front of her was still there, but at this moment, Ye Gucheng still clearly caught the aroma of acacia coming from the tip of her hair.

His heart softened, and he said, "Then have another bite?"

With that said, he also picked up the spoon in the bowl and scooped it out.

Lu Jinglu didn't expect him to let go, but after eating a little bit, all the greedy worms in his heart were hooked out, so he couldn't help but say a few words.

At this moment, he really took a step back, but she was stunned instead.

Seeing that she was not moving, Ye Gucheng thought about whether he should give her the spoon directly, so he moved his hand.

Lu Jinglu reacted, seeing this scene, thought he had repented, and immediately lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite.

There were several raisins wrapped in this spoonful of iced yogurt. As soon as she took it, the coolness filled her mouth along the gap between her teeth, and the sweet and sour taste lingered along with it, making her subconsciously let out a contented hum.

It's a pity that Ye Gucheng did what he said, and if he gave it another bite, there would be only one bite. No matter what she said afterwards, he never showed mercy again.

And he ate the rest of the whole bowl in front of her.

Lu Jinglu: "..."

She was so angry that she went to the next door to take a shower.

You can't rest immediately after taking a bath, because you still have to learn acupoints at night.

In the past half a month, she got up early every day to practice, and finally consolidated the first layer of the mind method Ye Gucheng gave her.So now to find the positions of the acupuncture points on her body, she no longer has to touch one place for a long time like before.

Under Ye Gucheng's conscientious urging every night, she finally memorized all the 36 death points all over her body, as well as some other important points that are very close to these death points.

According to the plan, starting tonight, he will start teaching her the basic acupuncture techniques.

After Lu Jinglu took a shower, she waited for him on the bed for about a quarter of an hour, and when he came back after washing, the two started.

The science of acupuncture, as the name suggests, is to temporarily seal the opponent's acupuncture points with one's own internal force.

So in the final analysis, acupuncture technique is how to use one's own internal force.

For a master like Ye Gucheng who has deep internal energy, it is possible to make the person being acupunctured helpless if he uses it casually, but Lu Jinglu's internal energy foundation is still shallow, so he must study more.

Ye Gucheng took this job for her to study early in the morning, and now she only needs to teach her.

"You don't have enough internal strength, so you need to borrow some ingenuity when tapping acupuncture points." He said, "The best way is to stimulate the opponent's internal strength, then guide it along the way, and then seal that acupuncture point with one blow."

Lu Jinglu was confused, what does it mean to affect the other party's internal force, and what does it mean to follow the trend?

These words seem to be easy to understand, but she really has no idea how to do it.

Ye Gucheng probably also found it difficult to explain in detail, so he directly started to demonstrate to her.

He asked her to turn her back, raised her hand to slow down, pressed her Jianjing acupoint, and injected some internal force into it, and when the internal force in her body reacted to it, he pressed her hand again. Acupuncture.

In order for her to feel the process clearly, it took him at least a dozen breaths this time.

After Lu Jinglu was tapped on the Jianjing acupoint, her body could no longer move, she turned her back to him and said, as if she understood, but also didn't.

"Can you untie it and try again?" she asked.

"Okay." He did without hesitation.

After repeating this for about three times, she felt that she could try it herself, so she quickly turned around to let him cooperate.

Ye Gucheng also obediently turned his back.

"Let's go," he said.

"Wait!" She called out behind him, "You're too tall, it's not convenient for me to sit, wait for me to change my position."

Afterwards, the two sat one on the other and knelt, and she finally didn't have to try to lift her hands over her shoulders to reach his Jianjing acupoint.

She closed her eyes, recalled the steps he had demonstrated on her, and tried them in order.

The first time was unsuccessful, because compared with the internal force in his body, her point was too small, and it was melted away not long after hitting it. By the time she started acupuncture, the best time had passed , It's also a white spot when you order it.

Lu Jinglu didn't know the reason for his failure, so he didn't understand it for a while.

After Ye Gucheng explained the whole story to her, she was almost discouraged again.

"So if I want to use this method to hit acupuncture points that are better than mine, do I have to move very fast?" she asked.

"Yes." Ye Gucheng paused, "For you, it's easier to practice hand movements than to accumulate internal strength."

Lu Jinglu: "..." Actually, you can just say that my internal strength foundation is too weak, I don't mind!

Seeing her depressed face, Ye Gucheng thought for a while, and finally choked out a word of comfort.

He said that our martial arts are a bit different, it's normal that you can't touch my acupoints, and when you can touch them, there will be few people in the world who can easily open your acupuncture points.

His words were sincere and his attitude was sincere, and his comfort could not be called not serious.

It's a pity that Lu Jinglu couldn't be happy at all, and was even more desperate.

"Then don't I want to practice until the year of the monkey?" She fell back, pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and said she was going to sleep.

"...It's still early." He reminded her, "A few more times."

Lu Jinglu just wanted to vent, sat up again after being bored in the quilt for a while, and continued obediently.

It's just that she moved too much just now, covering her face with her freshly washed hair, and she got out now, looking especially funny.

Seeing Ye Gucheng, he couldn't hold back his smile with difficulty, and raised his hand to make a call for her.

She didn't hide, but grinned her teeth to show her dissatisfaction.

……

In this monotonous rhythm of practicing during the day and night, the scorching heat of the South China Sea passed quickly.

After two months, Lu Jinglu's swordsmanship and internal strength have improved a lot, but the acupuncture points still can't meet the standards set for herself before learning.

She asked Ye Gucheng very melancholy: "Is it possible that I can only click to this level in this life?"

Ye Gucheng felt that she had already learned very quickly, but now her progress was getting slower and slower, which was the bottleneck that everyone who learned later would encounter.

So he tried his best to persuade her to relax, not to be too obsessed with this, thinking about it all the time, but it is easy to get into a dead end.

"You are not stupid at all." He lay beside her and said softly, "Take your time, you will definitely be able to practice."

Lu Jinglu groaned, saying that there was no other way.

Talking about this all the time would inevitably be a bit of a disappointment, so she changed the subject on her own initiative the next moment, saying that she had heard from Linghu and the others that the Mid-Autumn Festival would be in a few days.

Ye Gucheng: "...um."

Sensing that his voice was much deeper than before, Lu Jinglu couldn't help being a little concerned: "Isn't Baiyun City... not celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

This time he was silent for a while before making a sound.

"That's not true." He said, "It's just an unfortunate day. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be my father's memorial day."

"...I'm sorry." Lu Jinglu consciously said something wrong, and hurriedly apologized, "I didn't mean it!"

"I know." He turned his head to look over, "You just got married this year, and you hardly ever went out before."

Lu Jinglu still felt sorry, but she didn't know what else to say, so she could only shut up silently.

After a few days, she found that the city lord's mansion seemed to have a bit of low air pressure, and it seemed that this time was different for everyone.

She thought about it, and asked Linghu specifically how the mansion spent the Old City Lord's Memorial Day in previous years.

Linghu said that in fact, this festival will not be specially celebrated, but Ye Gucheng's mood is visible to the naked eye at this time of year, so everyone will act more cautiously.

When Lu Jinglu heard it, she knew it.

So in the next three days, she didn't stay up in bed in the morning, didn't bargain for yogurt in the evening, and practiced acupoints at night, even more seriously.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she practiced all night. At the end of the practice, Ye Gucheng said that today is enough and she can rest, but she took the initiative to say: "How many more times?"

Ye Gucheng: "..."

Forget it, if she is willing to work hard, then of course he will accompany her.

As a result, she came here more than ten or twenty times. She practiced until she could barely open her eyes before lying down. When she got up the next day, she was so sleepy that she yawned.

The city lord's mansion was extremely quiet, and the two went to the Sword Washing Pool in the usual time to start their respective morning classes.

When it was over, Ye Gucheng habitually led her through the front door of the study, but unexpectedly bumped into an attendant who came to deliver the message.

The attendant described it as being in a hurry, and looked very anxious. Before he even approached the study, he was already yelling that he had something urgent to report to the city lord.

Seeing this, the sword servants didn't stop him, instead they took the initiative to bring him in front of Ye Gucheng and Lu Jinglu.

"Finish." Ye Gucheng said, "What's urgent?"

"City Master, there is a guest outside, who is... said to be the old City Master's old friend, and wants to enter the mansion to pay homage to the old City Master."

When Ye Gucheng heard the words, his expression froze, and he said, "Did he say what his name is?"

The attendant lowered his head and replied with a trembling voice: "He, he calls himself the King of the South."

Lu Jinglu who was watching from the side: "..."

What the hell, King Nan?Is it the Nan Wang she knows?The one who conspired with Ye Gucheng to rebel?

To be honest, because he has been recovering from illness and practicing martial arts since he got married, and Ye Gucheng is usually an otaku, Lu Jinglu has basically forgotten the plot of the original book.

But now she finally remembered that this person will rebel in the future.

No, even the object of the rebellion came to the door...