Chu Zhi carried Luo Ci back to the yard. Because of the blisters on her feet, the original idea of ​​taking her to the villa was completely dispelled. In addition, she had not considered her mental state before, so she put her on the bed and let her Well rested.

In fact, there is nothing to do in the villa, he thought to himself, a daughter like her, who is pampered, is only a little curious about practicing martial arts. When he really starts to practice, he may not be able to bear it at all, and the villa is rather dull and boring, and probably would be interested without her. The place.

The only one is the back mountain, the scenery is acceptable, but because some people have fallen into the water and drowned, young people are not allowed to pass.

He withdrew from the room, returned to his yard, drew an iron sword from the weapon rack, and began to practice swordsmanship.

An iron sword requires high wrist strength, and his handle is heavier than an ordinary iron sword, but he has been switching from a wooden sword to an iron sword for a year, and now he is gradually getting used to it.

He doesn't have any special thoughts about the future. He just wants to practice martial arts well. In the future, he may inherit the villa or wander around the world alone.

He didn't want to get involved in world affairs, he didn't want to be involved in the imperial power struggle, he just wanted to be a knight in the world and travel the world.

He likes to be at ease.

Regardless of whether the time goes back or not, Chu Zhi at this age, until he was sixteen years old, always had such thoughts.

However, after the age of sixteen, the young man's desire to be a home in the world and roaming the rivers and lakes was completely strangled.

All that remains is the obsession to fight for power and avenge the villa.

Even if you do anything, even if you lose yourself, you have to climb to the top of power.

Only by holding power can you protect those you want to protect.

But...you can't get someone you like.

*

When Luo Ci was placed directly on the bed by the fragments, she was still a little dazed, but she wasn't that tired.

But seeing Ming Cui tidying things up in a hurry, as if she had an obsessive-compulsive disorder, she must tidy up the room, just like her courtyard in the palace, so she closed her eyes and prepared to go to sleep.

Because she knew that persuasion was useless, Mingcui would insist on packing up, even if she hadn't had lunch yet.

But if it was when she was about to go to bed, Mingcui would choose to stop in order to avoid disturbing herself. Only in this way would Mingcui rest.

Sure enough, when Mingcui found out that the little princess was sleeping, she lightened her movements and slowly backed out.

She went out of the room and was about to go to the kitchen to get her own meals. There shouldn't be too many dishes to choose from in the kitchen.

Only when he closed the door and turned around, he saw Chasing Blade in an indigo-colored coat, sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard with a food box on the stone table.

Although this indigo-colored shirt made him feel a little more refined, at the moment he looked rigid, like a student sitting upright for fear of being punished by his master.

Mingcui was stunned when she saw the chaser, she paused for a while and asked, "Where are the others?"

Chai Ren was a little unhappy in his heart, but Wan Nian Bing couldn't see the change in his expression, he just said coldly and casually, "I don't know."

It's not necessarily that I don't know, maybe I just don't want to talk about it.

After spending the past few days on the carriage, Ming Cui also had a general understanding of him.

For example, now, she can actually see that the other party is a little impatient.

She stood where she was, didn't walk over, and seemed to be hesitant.

Chai Ren said, "I brought you a meal by the way, come and use it together."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, he turned his head slightly, as if trying to hide his embarrassment.

His performance is not like him, even though his voice is a little colder, but these subtle movements are full of innocence.

Mingcui hesitated for a while, but walked over and sat down on the stone bench, keeping a distance from Chai Ren.

Chai Ren was obviously a little happy, and opened the food box and took out a fairly hearty meal, which was not bad when most of the people in the villa had lunch, at least it was much better than getting it herself.

Mingcui put the dishes on the stone table, and then whispered, "The little princess is resting, let's keep our voice down."

This made him give up his thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

They rarely get the chance to be alone.

After all, he has to do things for the prince, and she often follows the little princess, and she rarely gets in touch.

This visit to Lingwu Villa is a rare opportunity.

...

Luo Ci's original intention was to let Ming Cui rest for a while, but who knew that after laying down and closing her eyes, she actually slept for an afternoon.

When she was in a daze and was about to wake up, she felt a hand grabbing her ankle, she subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but the hand seemed to be pinching her and could not be opened.

She was completely awake.

When she raised her eyes and looked out of the window, it was dark outside, and the twilight with a bit of night turned to blue. There was only one candle light in the room, which was a little far away and would not affect her sleep.

Sitting on the bed, she looked at Chu Zhi who was earnestly changing her dressing and wrapping her bandages with lowered eyebrows, and whispered, "Senior brother?"

She did not expect the debris to come back in the evening to change her dressing.

Chu Zhi was still applying the medicine. He didn't look up at her. His voice was a little immature, and he sank slightly, "It will be all right in a minute."

They had their lunch a little late, and even put off their dinner, so no one called her at the usual meal time.

The boy wrapped the bandage a little bit and said slowly to her, "It will be fine the day after tomorrow, don't follow me stupidly in the future, don't you know it hurts?"

After a pause, he added, "Don't bear the pain any longer."

He seemed to be scolding, but his tone didn't mean scolding.

"I see." Luo Ci nodded babyly.

...

During the two days when she first arrived at Lingwu Mountain Villa, Luo Ci either stayed in the room or strolled around the villa with the debris on her back. It was not until the third day that the injury on her foot was basically healed, and Chu Zhi began to teach her martial arts.

Originally, it was possible to join other disciples of the villa in the martial arts field, but Chu Zhi moved the location to his own yard.

During the period, because Mrs. Chu felt that the two children should get along more and cultivate their relationship from an early age, the master of Chu village did not let other more qualified and experienced disciples teach her.

King Huai'an was only a little surprised that his daughter wanted to practice martial arts. After thinking that martial arts could provide her daughter with a certain ability to protect herself, he simply let her go.

He just rubbed Luo Ci's hair and said in a gentle voice, "If you choose to practice martial arts, you must persevere and don't give up halfway."

He didn't dote on his daughter blindly. It was similar to feeling that practicing martial arts would endure a lot of hardship. He felt sorry for his daughter's suffering and even discouraged her from practicing martial arts. Such behavior would not happen to him.

Luo Ci's first day of martial arts.

Just like practicing calligraphy, you need to draw lines and practice your control of the pen. The same is true for martial arts, which requires some basic skills, such as the horse stance. Although it is common, it is very basic and important.

Therefore, at this time, she is sprinting.