"Cousin Lesheng! I'm here!"

Outside the Changya Courtyard of Qingshan Palace, Zhao Linger brought four girls and two teenagers shouted outside the door.

The young girl behind her looked at her with a wry smile, her face getting hot.

"Ling'er, let me go in and report it, what are you calling? Isn't you afraid of it being heard by your father and mother? How many days will it be for the confinement?" A young man said embarrassedly.

Zhao Ling'er looked back at him, raised her head and snorted: "If you don't say it, who will know?"

The boy was speechless immediately.

Just at this moment, the gate of Changyayuan opened, Liang An walked out in a short dress, glanced around and fell on Zhao Linger: "Cousin Linger, are you here. Who are these?"

It has been five days since I visited Zhao Yuzhen's house. It was time for him and Zhao Ling'er to make an appointment to show the mysterious artistic conception, so it was not surprising that Zhao Ling'er came over. But how did the crowd of people behind me go back?

thing?

Zhao Ling'er smiled and said, "They are all good sisters I met when I was studying martial arts in Taihao Palace."

As she said that, she turned around and spread her hands in a show-off manner, "Dangdang! Bai Wuqi and Bai Xianyu, the son and daughter of the Minister of Rites. This is Jin Lanhui, the little daughter of the servant of the Central Committee. The two of them are the envoys of the Imperial Hospital.

The eldest son Hong Wohu and the eldest daughter Hong Shishi. And this..." While speaking, she pulled a petite and lovely girl: "Dongfang Qing, my good sister."

East?

Liang An glanced at Dongfang Qing in surprise.

Dongfang Qing was petite, and she had reached Zhao Linger's chin. According to his cognition, she was at most one meter four meters and had a delicate face like a doll. However, compared to her appearance, Dongfang Qing's surname was what he cared about the most.

The East is the surname of the current emperor!

Zhao Ling'er introduced that everyone else had official backgrounds, but when he arrived at Dongfang Qing, he didn't mention it at all, which made him have some ideas.

However, Liang An didn't ask anything, and smiled and bowed, "It turns out that it is the young master of all the masters. The young student Le'an Liang An, whose courtesy name is Lesheng, has failed to welcome him. Please forgive me."

Others were still polite, but Zhao Linger pushed Liang An to walk into Changya courtyard: "Oh, don't be so sour. If you have anything to say, let's go in and chat! We are still waiting to see your mysterious artistic conception, and then

We also have to go to Xun Garden to play.”

While talking, she turned her back to others and blinked at Liang An.

Liang Anxin understood: "Don't push me, don't push me. Oh... everyone, come in and sit down first."

He led everyone to the hall in Changya Courtyard. Liang An happened to see the old maid serving Zhao Huanzhen and smiled and said, "Aunt Ji, please help me get some tea and pastries. Ling'er's cousin brought her friend to play.

"

Aunt Ji looked at the group of people brought by Liang An and smiled and said, "Okay, Master, you guys wait for a moment."

While Aunt Ji was preparing things, Liang An looked at the young ladies brought by Zhao Linger again. Thinking of the look Zhao Linger had just given her, she knew in her heart that this was Zhao Linger who brought him to expand her connections.

Yes, I just don’t know if this is her personal meaning or if Zhao Yu really pays attention.

However, since everyone has brought it, Liang An will not miss this opportunity and smiled and said, "I just heard Ling'er say that you are here to ask about the mysterious artistic conception. If you don't dislike it, after a cup of tea later.

, I'll demonstrate it to you."

"For this reason, thank you Brother Liang." Bai Wuqi, the Minister of Rites, bowed and smiled, "Speaking of this, we also brought some souvenirs, but Miss Zhao was in a hurry and we hadn't brought them yet.

Let's send it to you."

Several other people also said similar words one by one.

Liang An waved his hand: "You are already shining with all your energy, why bother to be so polite? It's all..." As he said that, he glanced at Zhao Ling'er and saw that she was blinking her eyes and staring at her, lightly

He coughed twice: "Forget it, let's not talk."

Seeing this, the others laughed.

How could they not know Zhao Linger's personality when she was studying martial arts in Taihao Palace? She was careless and did not look like a daughter from a fourth-rank official's family, and always caused many funny things. Fortunately, those things were just for the most part.

It is too funny to cry, and it does not harm anyone's interests. There are unexpected benefits occasionally, so everyone is happy to watch Zhao Linger make trouble.

Soon, Aunt Ji brought the tea and pastries. Several people politely arranged the tea and pastries, and after talking about some trivial things that happened in Zhongyang City, Liang An stood up and said, "Since you are here to come and ask about the mysterious state of mind."

Yes, I don’t know how to hide my own personal information, so I’ll demonstrate it to you now.”

As an adult, he knows the degrees.

The interactions of adults are always accompanied by benefits, and only by giving can we get rewards. These people were brought by Zhao Linger on the grounds of watching him ask about the mysterious artistic conception. If you want to go further and make friends with these people, it is to show the mysterious artistic conception.

His efforts.

The show is here!

Zhao Ling'er and others immediately sat upright, looking at Liang An with their eyes curled up.

To be honest, asking Xuan is not uncommon for them. As a sect founded by the imperial court, Taihao Palace is a sect that hides and dragons. Not to mention asking Xuan, even the masters of the Piaomiao often encounter it. But those asking Xuan are all inside.

The door asked Xuan, and the outside door asked Xuan and the others only heard of him and had never really seen him, so they were seduced by Zhao Linger to Qingshan Palace.

To put it bluntly, they actually just want to have fun.

But there is one person who is different, that is Dongfang Qing.

She practiced the magical sword technique of the wonderful landscape of Tianzong Mountain. She needed to comprehend several sword techniques to ask the mysterious artistic conception before she could advance to a higher level. However, she has recently fallen into a bottleneck, even though she has consulted many martial arts with her noble status.

Master Wenxuan cannot break through the current level.

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er said that Liang An was from the outer door, and invited her to come and watch Liang An's display together. She simply came over to try her luck and wanted to see if the outer door, ask Xuan if she could help her break through the bottleneck.

Liang An did not disappoint the others, and his mind sank, unfolding the artistic conception of the seventy-two swords of Yunyu.

In an instant, everyone felt cold all over, and they seemed to be in the endless rain, wet all over, and they had nowhere to hide if they wanted to hide. They couldn't help but become depressed and depressed... and shocked!

What a deep understanding! I often ask Xuan Jue, which is such a terrifying artistic conception!

Dongfang Qing's eyes faintly shone with divine light, staring at Liang An tightly.

Compared to others, she was practicing the magical sword technique and could see more things in Liang Anwen's mysterious artistic conception, and also realized a trace of mysteries that she had never noticed before.

Liang An, who was showing the artistic conception of asking the mystery, frowned and turned his head to look at Dongfang Qing.

Dongfang Qing's gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if he could see through him completely, which made him feel a strong sense of anxiety deep in his heart.

Suddenly, he was shocked to find that Dongfang Qing had a mysterious artistic conception similar to him, a mysterious artistic conception that could not be avoided like endless rain!

Under this stimulation, he instinctively focused his mind, wanting to make his mind stronger, but suddenly felt a headache in his head, and immediately interrupted the mind of mind, and raised his hand to hold his head.

The others came to their senses.

"Good mood! I have never seen such a real mood of asking the mystery, as if I was really trapped in the rain!" Hong Wohu said in admiration.

"It's true. Master Xun's artistic conception is also rainy, but he did not have the profound artistic conception as much as Brother Liang when he demonstrated in class before. It's so amazing!" Bai Wuqi looked at Liang An with admiration, but found that Liang An

Covering his head, looking painful, he immediately was stunned: "Brother Liang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Ling'er also realized that Liang An had mentioned his mental problems and said nervously: "Cousin Lesheng, are you okay?"

Liang An waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "It's not a problem, it's just that my mind is losing a lot. Just take a break for a while."

Chaoyang Qigong really made his mind recover faster, but unfortunately he only had two days to upgrade to the first level. Compared with the doctor's statement that the doctor had recovered normally, it was at best five or six days, so his mind was still very good.

There is a big gap that cannot be used for a long time to ask the mysterious artistic conception. Once it takes a long time, your head will hurt.

Seeing this, the others asked Liang An to sit down and rest.

They just came to ask about the mysterious artistic conception, but they didn't come to Liang An. If Liang An had something wrong because of the mysterious artistic conception, they would inevitably cause trouble.

However, Dongfang Qing bit her lip with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

Just now, she discovered that Liang An’s thoughts on the mysterious artistic conception could indeed help her break through the realm. However, before she could really make a breakthrough, Liang An interrupted the mysterious artistic conception, making her breakthrough become a bubble.

But she couldn't say anything. The magical sword technique allowed her to see that Liang An did not deliberately interrupt the mysterious artistic conception, but actually had problems with his mind.

Just a little bit! Just a little bit!

After a moment of reluctance, Dongfang Qing said, "Mr. Liang, I'll take the initiative to ask. You shouldn't be old, how did you ask Xuan? It's much more difficult to ask Xuan in the outer sect than the inner sect. I heard that I practice dozens of times more.

Only martial artists with foreign skills have a chance to ask the mystery. It is rare, and there is no one in the huge Zhongyang."

Others also looked over curiously.
Chapter completed!