Chu Qingyan looked at the wharf. Although there was only a small point, Mu Ling said that he could arrive after lunch at the latest.
The sea breeze is getting closer and closer to Jianguo, the lower the temperature and the colder the wind.
Chu Qingyan originally wanted to stand outside and wait for the boat to arrive at the port, but unfortunately, he retracted the room.
She stomped in Xiao Xu's room and removed the frost.
The person who read the book saw her childish behavior, just smiled slightly, and concentrated her energy on the book again.
When the body was warm, Chu Qingyan turned to look at the people at the table, ordinary features, but leaning on the chair so casually is always unbearable.
Some people say that serious people are the most beautiful women and serious men are the most attractive.
She feels right.
At least the person in front of her at this time was the most masculine charm she had ever seen.
In order to prevent the identity from being leaked, Dabing has not worn a mask for a long time. I used to think that with a mask, the two seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze. They could not guess what he was thinking, although it was easy to change. With the dreary temperament of big ice cubes, although I can't guess much, it is better than that cold mask.
She paced over, lying on the table and asked, "I heard that the mask has been worn for a long time, and it is not good for the skin. Do you feel uncomfortable?"
As soon as the voice fell, I heard a voice coming in from the door.
"Little princess rest assured that the human skin mask developed by her subordinates has good breathability and does not hurt the skin, even if you bring it for a year and a half, there is no problem."
Chu Qingyan turned to look at the ethereal look, and raised her eyebrows slightly. She listened to Xining ’s gossip about gossip last night. After one night hangover, his look was really worse. .
Asking herself that she was not qualified to intervene in other people's affairs, she said with a smile, "I'm assured of the ethereal healing. Is today coming to see His Highness?"
Emptiness emptied his head, "Jiang Guo's climate does not need Xixuan and Junlan, and he is worried that the master's body will not be able to bear it."
With that said, the ethereal spirit walked towards his master and put a small pillow on the table so that the master would put his hands on it to facilitate the diagnosis of the pulse.
After the diagnosis of the pulse, the ethereal eyebrows relaxed, and he bowed his head and said to his master, "The pulse is peaceful and the toxins are still under control, but when Jiang Guo, the master should pay attention to keeping warm. After all, you can't move your energy, and your body will be weaker than usual."
Xiao Xu nodded, "My King knows."
The two talked for a while, and the ethereal went out.
After listening to the conversation between the two, Chu Qingyan looked at him thoughtfully, and then walked to his closet.
On weekdays, he is responsible for the daily life of the seven grandmothers, as well as the clothing, but Orange is banished from his heart and Qingyi and Luyi are not brought around. Maybe he is used to running the battlefield. He doesn't bring any female dependents, so he also Not inconvenient, but he did not have the manpower to take care of his clothes. So she was worried about his food, clothing and shelter.
Once inspired by the fire, with her in the house, the owner of the house can give the seven grandmothers to the province.
She only thought he was joking, and she couldn't match it with Hongyi's ability alone. That was the ability that had been cultivated over the years.
She took care of his clothes, and took a cloak heavier than usual, and laid it by his hand.
"Big ice cubes, Jiang Guo is too cold. When you disembark today, put on this cold." Chu Qingyan folded his clothes and said to him casually.
Xiao Xu looked away from the book and fell on her, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Well."
I don't know if it was because of the ups and downs in this line, maybe it was a way of no return, so he only felt a lot recently.
"Big ice cube, do you read books every day, don't you feel tired?" Chu Qingyan saw that he had not read the official documents before, but also read books, and then practiced martial arts. There was no martial arts, just holding a book all day, and no other pastimes, she could not help but think he was too dull.
"Live old, learn old." He said lightly, refusing her to be speechless.
Chu Qingyan poked his lips and looked down to see the book's name, "Liu Tao."
The name is so familiar, I remember where I seemed to have heard it.
Seeing her tangled eyebrows, Xiao Xu guessed what she was thinking, "Liu Tao is the ancestor of the art of war. Liu Tao is divided into Wen Tao, Wu Tao, Long Tao, Hu Tao, Leopard Tao, Dog Tao, and Wen Tao. ... "
Chu Qingyan felt that he was fainting as soon as he heard it. Xiao Xu saw that she was distracted, picked up the book, and patted her head. "The young man doesn't work hard, the old man is sad."
"I won't be sad, you are there!" Chu Qingyan covered his head, and deliberately retorted.
"It's better to rely on your parents than on your own." Xiao Xu shook his head and closed the books in his hand.
Chu Qingyan felt that she was despised, wasn't she so bad?
But big ice cubes are right, relying on yourself is the most secure.
В глубине души она задавалась вопросом, что сегодня она несколько раз попрактикуется с мечом неба и земли, ознакомится с ним, а затем обсудит его с духом земли. Всегда бывали несколько ударов, при которых она чувствовала, что ее поза неправильная, и она не знала, правильно ли она запомнила движения.
«Почему вдруг захотелось изучить боевые искусства?» Сяо Сюй сказал легкомысленно.
Чу Цинъянь улыбнулся, держа щеки обеими руками, улыбаясь, как цветок: «Большой лед, разве ты не говорил, что зависишь от своих родителей на небе, а не от себя? Я сам по себе!»
Сяо Сюй выразил недоверие по поводу ее нынешней продажи.
«Хотя твои движения аккуратны, но их смертоносность невелика. Ты можешь достичь только 50% силы Меча Неба и Земли и Огненного Меча. Однако ты еще молод, и недостаток силы — это нормально». Сяо Сюй прокомментировал, независимо от того, была ли она «Почему это было весело, это все равно было по прихоти», и указал на ее недостатки на своем собственном опыте. .
Чу Цинъянь смиренно кивнул: «Я всегда чувствую, что движения, которые я сделал, не так сильны, как те, которые демонстрируют духи земли, но мой возраст не является оправданием. Это потому, что у меня меньше сил. Что я могу сделать, чтобы улучшить их? ?"
Большой кубик льда — лидер меча. Не спрашивайте, является ли он его потерей? А другие говорят, что лучше получить совет эксперта, чем думать годами.
«Сначала улучшите внутреннюю силу. Вы так долго учились этому. Вы не подвергались воздействию внутренней силы. Вскоре вы сможете двигаться мечом, но на этот раз, когда Цзян Го ждет, пусть души устроятся чтобы ты научился».
Слушая тон маленького парня, кажется, что Си Ву ему действительно нравится. В этом случае ему не обязательно удерживать ее и следовать за ним. Самое главное — хорошо владеть боевым искусством, и его не обязательно должно быть слишком много. Беспокоился о ней.
"Хорошо." Чу Цинъянь нетерпеливо кивнул, а затем выглянул наружу. «Большие кубики льда, к Цзян Го можно добраться в полдень. Время еще есть, что мы можем сделать?»
Она испытывала искушение, на самом деле она хотела воспользоваться возможностью вернуться в дом, чтобы наверстать упущенное.
«Вы возвращаетесь в комнату…»
Глаза Чу Цинъяня прояснились, и он собирался ответить.
«Принеси пианино, тебя учит Кинг».
Тандан, она лежала на столе в печали или в такой жестокости!
Сяо Сюй ухмыльнулся.
Этой зимой уже не так скучно, как раньше.
