After the New Year, although it was New Year, the snow did not stop. After a night of snow, a layer of white frost was piled up in the yard.

When He Yan woke up, Xiao Jue was gone again.

It's strange that she was not a lazy person. When she lived in a Datongpu in Liangzhou Wei, she woke up before dawn. But I don't know if Xiao Jue's bed was particularly soft and warm, she slept sweetly at night, and she would get up later in the morning. Or because Xiao Jue got up too early, anyway, when she woke up, there was no one around her.

He Yan rubbed his eyes and sat up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, washed up briefly, opened the door with his outer clothes, and as soon as he opened it, he saw a cold light.

Xiao Jue is practicing sword in the yard.

This man also knew the principle of not practicing martial arts for three days. Now that he is not in Liangzhou Guard, he still has never let go of the Rising Sect. He Yan simply leaned against the pillar to look at him, and by the way, he also saw where Xiao Jue's sword skills have grown over the years.

It was cold in the morning, but Xiao Jue only wore a frost-colored dress. He was cold and calm when wearing dark clothes. When wearing light clothes, he was particularly bright and elegant, reminding people of the beautiful boy who was always ranked first in Xianchang Pavilion back then.

The Xiao family's yard is very large. Apart from the pomegranate tree that leans against Xiao Jue's study window, there are no plants and trees. The empty ground is very suitable for practicing swords. Sweep away with one sword, the snow in the yard is carried by the sword energy, and the sword body of the Autumn Sword is crystal clear, making people look like they are in the painting, and the flowing light is amazing.

As He Yan looked at it, his hands became itchy. He returned to the house in three or two steps and grabbed Qinglang hanging on the wall.

Since Qinglang took it back from He Rufei, she has wiped it many times, but she has never used it once, so there is really no occasion to use it. After all, Shuojing is not as good as the battlefield, and she cannot draw a sword to compete with others at any time. But today is just right. Anyway, Xiao Jue is also practicing swords, so why not just see if the gap between the first place in Xianchang Pavilion and the last place in Xianchang Pavilion after such a long time is still as insurmountable as before.

He Yan took off his cloak, took Qinglang, and chuckled, walked out the door. Xiao Jue turned his back to her. She suddenly drew her sword and stabbed behind Xiao Jue, shouting, "Xiao Jue, I'll try your sword!"

The young man suddenly turned around, and greeted Qinglang with his hands, making a crisp sound. The next moment, the two of them took a few steps back.

Xiao Jue looked at her and raised his eyebrows slightly, "By the sword?"

"Don't dare?" He Yan lightly pointed his toes, and rushed towards him with a smile and waved his sword.

"Stay with me." His voice also had a warmth, which sounded particularly pleasant in the early morning when it snowed.

Qingmei was holding a broom. When she came out, she saw the two of them practicing swords in the yard. She was stunned for a moment. Although she knew He Yan was powerful, she had always heard others say that she had never seen it with her own eyes. Now seeing He Yan's sword moves smoothly, she was both amazed and nervous, and murmured, "Young Master, you have to show mercy, our young lady is delicate and weak..."

Fei Nu happened to walk in from outside. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look at He Yan. He Yan was turning his head away from Xiao Jue's Yinqiu, kicking the pomegranate tree trunk in the yard, and flew back with the force. The kick seemed to be inadvertent, but the entire trunk trembled slightly, and the snow fell all over the ground.

He withdrew his gaze and couldn't see where the four words "sweet and weak" began.

He Yan turned his head to look at Xiao Jue.

It is a very pleasant thing to compete with Xiao Jue in swordsmanship.

This person's sword skills were already very good back then. Now, after many years, he has become more and more exquisite. It is a little bit similar to He Yan's own sword moves. After all, at the beginning, her sword skills were guided by Xiao Jue, and now she still has some original shadows. It's just that the fool who was always accidentally hit by the scabbard in the bamboo forest under the moon, now has a long sword in his hand, like a dragon and flying swallow, extremely agile, and it is difficult to decide the outcome when he comes and goes with the young man.

"Flying Slave Guard," Qingmei couldn't understand and asked the people around her, "Have you given up on the young lady?"

"No need to let it go." Fei Nu was slightly surprised, "Mrs. Young Master's swordsmanship is very good."

He Yan's sword technique is exquisite and has strange angles. Liu Buying saw that she was a woman. She had many "changes" with her sword moves, regardless of being confined to form, and had many changes. Qinglang was in her hand, like the blue clouds, which made people dazzled. Xiao Jue's sword moves were more "stable". His sword energy was strong, and he was strong when he met the strong. He was surrounded by He Yan and could also break the moves. He turned cold in autumn, and reflected with the snow on the ground, like a mirror and ice.

After fighting for more than a dozen more moves, He Yan suddenly stepped back, lowered his head and covered his chest and shouted.

Seeing this, Xiao Jue paused, immediately put away his long sword, stepped forward to support her and said, "What's wrong?"

He Yan was half hugged by him, and suddenly raised his head and smiled sly. Xiao Jue was stunned. The next moment, she slapped her with her palm. Xiao Jue reached out to block it, but she still slapped her and took a few steps back.

"If you use a wise man to attack his feelings, and to serve him with a beautiful man, he will lose his ambition and weaken his body, he will turn defeat into victory."

The girl held a long sword and said proudly, "Governor Xiao is not good, I can't even understand the beauty's plan."

"Beauty Scheme?" he asked slowly, and then chuckled after a moment, and rushed back with a sword.

He Yan raised his sword to resist.

The two of them broke dozens of moves.

Xiao Jue locked He Yan's arm with one hand, and He Yan's hand was restrained by him from behind. The man was still free to tease in her ear, "You think of yourself as a beauty? You are confident."

"Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated." He Yan turned around suddenly, pulled out his hand, pressed the sword forward, and then turned around and lifted the sword and stabbed it.

The young man's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly put the sword behind him, standing straight towards the opponent's sword tip. His sword was caught off guard. The sword in He Yan's hand came in a fierce momentum. Seeing that the sword tip was about to penetrate his chest, He Yan was anxious and pulled Qinglang back with force. But the sword energy moved forward, and she was led by the sword energy forward, and she rushed into Xiao Jue's arms.

Xiao Jue was forced to hold her in his arms.

"What are you doing?" He Yan said angrily.

Xiao Jue replied slowly, "If you don't harm yourself, you will be really hurt." He looked down at He Yan, with his lips curled slightly, "General He is not good enough, he can't even understand the bitter plan."

"Bitty meat plan?" He Yan said angrily, "You are the governor of the Right Army, and you think it's appropriate to use the bitter meat plan?"

"The soldiers never get tired of deceit." He was calm and composed.

He Yan sighed, "It's too despicable."

The man in front of him looked down at her from top to bottom, with a few smiles hidden in his black eyes. He Yan was stunned. Seeing him slowly leaning over, he immediately closed his eyes nervously in shock.

The next moment, a slight vibration came from the hugged chest. When she opened her eyes, Xiao Jue stared at her with a smile, stopped a little away from her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Beauty Scheme?"

He Yan suddenly felt ashamed of being scolded by himself and turned his head away without saying a word.

Xiao Jue pulled him back again and kissed her gently on the forehead, "General He is so powerful, I admit defeat."

Green plum “…”

She turned her head suddenly, blocked her hand in front of her, and whispered, "...Why did it suddenly..."

Chiwu didn't know when he came here, and didn't know how long he had been watching here, frowned and said, "This is not a sword comparison, it's obviously flirting. The young master is really... how can he treat Yin Qiu like this?"

Qingmei seemed to have just seen Chiwu when she saw Chiwu. As soon as she saw Chiwu, she remembered what He Yan said to her when she was in the He family. She immediately said nothing and went out with a broom in her arms, without even looking at Chiwu.

Chiwu asked Fei Nu for no reason, "I didn't provoke her, right? What's wrong with her?"

Feisou "..."

He patted Chiwu on the shoulder, said nothing, and left.

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On that morning, a guest also came to the prince's mansion.

When Chu Zhao was welcomed into the hall, Ying Xiang was kneeling on the ground to pour tea for Guangyan. When Guangyan saw Chu Zhao, he only glanced at him and said, "What are you here to do?"

Guangyan didn't hate Chu Zhao, but he couldn't say he liked it. It turned out that it was a good thing when he had Xu Jingfu. After Xu Jingfu died, Guangyan saw Chu Zhao, and all the things he didn't like before would appear. But it was okay to say that Chu Zhao offended him. After thinking about it, Guangyan just didn't like his humble and humble background and his overly handsome and outstanding appearance.

"Share your worries."

Guangyan sneered and said, "Share the worries?" He slowly sat upright and looked at Chu Zhao, "You go and kill that idiot Guangshuo now, even if you share the worries for me."

Guangshuo has been staying in the palace recently, and the guards never leave him. Guangyan's words were also angry.

"Your Highness is anxious?" Chu Zhao asked in a warm voice without anger.

"Chu Zilan!" The prince waved his sleeves impatiently, "Xu Jingfu is dead. Is it his student who will teach me how to do things now?"

Chu Zhao said, "I only wish you all good."

"Then don't talk nonsense!" The prince seemed to have expected what he was going to say, staring at him with a heavy eye, "Don't forget your own identity, Chu Zilan. If something really happened to me, you can't escape. Don't think about getting out of here. What you have to do now is to assist me in doing things well, rather than dragging me back behind me. As for those preaching, put them away. Otherwise, Xu Jingfu's today will be your tomorrow!"

Ying Xiang stood quietly aside, lowered her head gently, and just looked carefully, she could see her slightly white fingertips.

"You go back." Guangyan stood up impatiently. "Don't wander in front of me, I feel upset when I see it!"

After a moment of silence, Chu Zhao's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and stood up to salute, "Then, I will say goodbye first."

(This chapter is not finished)

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"Wait." Guangyan suddenly stopped, glanced at Yingxiang, and spoke meaningfully, "Yingxiang, go and give me a gift to Mr. Chu."

Yingxiang's body stiffened, and she gently said "Yes."

She walked to Chu Zhao and whispered, "Let's go, the fourth son."

The two of them came out of the hall.

Although there is sun today, it is still very cold. I stepped on the ground and printed a thin footprint.

"Are there any people from Maninbu coming these days?" Chu Zhao spoke softly.

"Yes." Ying Xiang replied, "Last night, the prince came back from the palace, and those people came again."

They were one step away from each other, and from the side, they seemed to be just maintaining a polite position, not very familiar.

"It seems that the prince already has an idea in his mind." Chu Zhao sighed.

Ying Xiang looked ahead, "What are the fourth young masters planning to do?"

Chu Zhao said, "Do your best."

"I heard that the fourth young master had seen Miss He once at night." Ying Xiang suddenly changed his mind, "You know, Miss He is now Governor Xiao's sweetheart. If the fourth young master uses Miss He as bait, it can at least solve the urgent problem in front of him and have the capital to trade with Governor Xiao. Why should the fourth young master give up?"

"no need."

Yingxiang stopped.

Seeing her like this, Chu Zhao turned around and looked at her.

"The fourth young master once told me that Miss He would become the weakness of Governor Xiao." The woman in front of her looked bright, but her eyes seemed to be filled with ice. She was both fragile and cold. Her voice was still soft, but her words were as sharp as a sword. "But now, the young master is wrong. She is not the weakness of Governor Xiao, but the weakness of Governor Xiao."

Chu Zhao looked at her quietly. After a while, he looked forward and said in a warm voice, "Yingxiang, are you doing well in the Prince's Mansion?"

Ying Xiang was stunned. The coldness that had just condensed in her eyes instantly dissipated into smoke. Her expression became a little confused. After a while, she lowered her head and said, "I am living a good life."

Chu Zhao smiled, "If you live a good life, that's fine."

He continued to walk forward, Ying Xiang paused and followed.
To be continued...