At this time in previous years, Dalin had already started to snow. But Song State is located in the south, although the temperature has dropped, there is little snow. Although it is a pity that I can't ski this year, Lin Feilu is also very happy to have a warm winter.

After the ring match disappeared, she did not go out of the palace so frequently, but Song Jinglan seemed to have developed the habit of going out with her every few days.

He also set up a house outside the palace. It was not too big or gorgeous. It was an ordinary small house. Located in a secluded alley, there is a Xinyi flower tree in front of the door. The walls on both sides of the alley are covered with unknown vines with purple-pink flowers. There is a wine shop in the innermost part of the alley.

Sometimes the two would stay in the house for a few days. Over time, they became acquainted with their neighbors. Everyone greeted them harmoniously, not knowing the true identity of the loving couple.

Because I have seen Lin Feilu not go to the main entrance and fly directly to the wall with a sword. The neighbors think that this couple are martial arts masters, and they are not surprised at their mysterious trails. Sometimes the two are away for a long time. , The neighbors will also help take care of the house.

Before Lin Feilu would return to his house to rest after playing in the ring, many people were curious about Ji Liang's closed disciple. Occasionally, he followed from a distance, and gradually everyone knew that Ji Daxia's apprentice, Jimo Swordsmanship. The descendant of He lives in that Xinyi Lane.

Near the end of the new year, the various political affairs of the DPRK and China have reached the stage of finalizing their reports. Without Song Jinglan's company, Lin Feilu is reluctant to go out to play alone, so he hasn't been out of the palace for half a month recently.

Having been waiting for Song Jinglan to finish his political affairs, taking advantage of the fine weather today, the two talented people put on regular clothes again, ready to go out of the palace to visit the temple fair at the end of the year.

Before the New Year, the New Year outside the palace is full.

The temple fair was full of people, praying to the gods to worship Buddha and lion dance, it was very lively.

Lin Feilu was worried that so many people would squeeze, and she loves to watch new things, and she would get separated with Song Jinglan if she didn’t pay attention. They went to Yuelao Temple to ask for a red string, and everyone else **** with a wish bag. On the tree, they tied their wrists with a red thread.

The red thread was wrapped around Hao's wrist a few times, and it was not loose or tight, and you could sense each other's existence by pulling it gently.

Lin Feilu was very satisfied, raised his wrist and shook it: "You are my wrist binding pendant now."

Song Jinglan smiled and pulled back, and she pulled back again. The two of you came and I pulled back and forth, like two naive ghosts, and the bean cake vendors next to them couldn't stand it anymore: "The two borrowed, trouble. Don't block my business, okay? I have to work hard to make money and marry a wife!"

Lin Feilu has my rich temperament: "Let me contribute to your wife's great cause! Here are ten bean cakes!"

Song Jinglan laughed and shook his head: "Have you finished eating?"

Lin Feilu took out the purse while the hawker was happy and said, "You can take it back and give Tiandong a taste."

So Song Jinglan walked around the temple fair with the butter paper wrapped in bean cake in one hand and the red thread in the other.

Lin Feilu loves lively, stop and take a look at everything, want to taste everything. After eating, Song Jinglan grinned and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

A lion dance was performed in the open space of the square. Lin Feilu also squeezed in while eating snacks. He was watching with gusto, but a familiar figure seemed to flash across the crowd on the opposite side. But there were too many people, and when she took a closer look, they disappeared.

Song Jinglan saw her feet on her feet and looked down, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

She wrinkled her nose: "I seem to see Yanxin, but I should be wrong."

That being said, with this episode, she started to pay attention to it when she went shopping later. The back figure in red that I just saw in the crowd is indeed somewhat similar to Yan Xin, although the probability that she will come here at this time is only 0.1%, but Lin Feilu still hugs to find a little egg I found my mood while strolling around.

The temple fair is not only a lot of juggling, but also a lot of food. Spring and summer Songyu and the others have never been out of the palace several times in their lives. Every time she encounters something delicious and fun outside the palace, she will buy more and take it back to give them a taste.

The hawker in front pushed a cart of gourds. The gourds were filled with home-brewed rice wine. Lin Feilu tasted two mouthfuls and found it to be quite delicious. He enthusiastically asked the hawker to come five more gourds and string them together so that she could get them. .

While watching the hawker skewer gourds with strings, the vendor selling marshmallows next to him suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Brother, I want a bunch of marshmallows."

Before Lin Feilu's brain reacted, his head had already turned away.

The chivalrous girl in a red dress and a wide knife was taking a large marshmallow from the vendor. Although her expression was indifferent, her eyes filled with a little smile.

Lin Feilu screamed: "Inkstone!"

Yan Xin was lowering her head and biting on the marshmallows, scared by the scream, the marshmallows almost fell off. She turned her head in amazement, Lin Feilu had already taken a few steps and rushed to her side, holding her wrist excitedly and bouncing on the spot: "Sister Yanxin, why are you here? When did you come? Is my brother here?"

Yan finally reacted in his heart, and his indifferent face also showed surprise, "Little deer, long time no see, I have been here for a few days, I am alone, but the prince did not come."

Lin Feilu excitedly didn't know what to say, and turned his head and said to Song Jinglan, "I'll just say I read it right!"

Song Jinglan smiled and walked over. Although Yan Xin hadn't seen him, but seeing that the two were intimate, she also guessed his identity, and bowed her hand as a salute. Song Jinglan stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Girl Yanxin, I've heard of her name for a long time."

Lin Feilu didn't expect that there would be such a great harvest when he went out of the palace today, and he didn't want to go to the temple fair anymore. There were so many people here, it was not a place to talk, and the three of them walked out.

When the noise went away behind her, she took Yanxin's arm and asked happily, "Sister Yanxin, why are you here? Are you here to see me?"

Yan Xin shook his head, and said with a serious face: "I am here to find people and compare swords when I come to the city."

Lin Feilu was not surprised.

This is Wu Chi Yanxin.

She smiled and asked, "I don't know who is a great person who is worthy of you running so far to compete?"

Yanxin's tone is full of yearning: "Recently, there have been rumors that the direct disciple of the hero Ji Liangji appeared in the city. Do you still remember the Jimo swordsmanship handed over by the Lu family? Now it is this girl who has inherited this peerless. Swordsmanship is really a hero of my generation. I'm here this time just to challenge her."

Lin Feilu: "............???"

The smile gradually stiffened.

After Yanxin finished speaking, he turned his head and asked her seriously: "I heard that the girl lives in Xinyi Alley in Lincheng. I have been searching in the alley for several days, but I have not seen her. Have you ever heard of her? Her news?"

Lin Feilu: "...I have indeed heard it."

Yan Xin's face was happy: "Then do you know where she is now?"

Lin Feilu: "Just in front of you."

Yan Xin: "?"

Lin Feilu: "..."

Shame and embarrassment.

Yan Xin looked at her for a long time, and confirmed that he had not misheard, the blankness on his face gradually turned into shock, and he hesitated: "Little deer...you..."

Lin Feilu's tone was heavy: "Yes, that's right, the legendary hero of your generation is me."

On the way back to Xinyi Lane, Lin Feilu talked about why he would go to the ring to learn how to learn swordsmanship from his teacher Ji Liang. Yan Xin finally knew the ins and outs of the matter, and suddenly laughed and laughed.

She had been looking for someone for so long, but she didn't expect it to be someone she knew.

When she heard the news and decided to come to the city to find someone, Lin Ting also told her: "If you can't find anyone, you can go to the National Uncle's Mansion to meet Song Guoguo's Uncle Rongheng, saying that you have a relationship with Xiaolu, and he should take you into the palace. Then let Xiaolu help you inquire."

She is not a person who loves to trouble others, although she has not found anyone in the past few days, she just wants to squat for a few more days to see if she can meet it.

When he walked into the alley, the little boy playing the slingshot saw her and shouted from a distance: "Big sister, you are here again? Have you found the person you were looking for?"

Yanxin smiled and said, "I found it."

It's winter, the Xinyi flower tree has not yet bloomed, and the branches are bare, stretching out under the clear blue sky, but it has a unique view.

The two haven't left the palace for a long time, and a layer of dust has fallen in the courtyard. Song Jinglan said in a warm voice: "You first renew the old in the courtyard, I will go in and clean it."

Lin Feilu nodded: "Hurry up, my legs hurt."

He smiled and said yes.

Yan Xin watched by the side, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but smile. After Song Jinglan left, she said in a low voice, "He treats you well. If you know, please feel at ease."

Lin Feilu smiled and bent his eyes, just about to ask about Lin Ting and Lin Zhanyuan's situation, when Yan Xin smiled, he pulled out the wide knife behind his back, and said sternly: "It shouldn't be too late, we will come now. Compare it."

Lin Feilu: "..."

Can't laugh at first.

She hugged her arm and acted like a baby: "I've beaten you. Those rumors are too exaggerated. In fact, I'm just a little kid."

Yan's heart was unmoved: "Since Daxia Ji accepts you as a disciple, he naturally appreciates your talent. I believe his vision is correct."

Lin Feilu: "..."

You don't understand the truth of the matter, and I can't explain to you what green tea Dafa is.

No way, but Wu Chi.

Lin Feilu had no choice but to say: "I am a little tired today, and I don't have any weapons. When you rest here for one night today, and tomorrow you will enter the palace with me, how can we compare?"

Yan Xin laughed: "Okay."

So on the second day, Lin Feilu happily entered the palace with inkstone.

I remember the last time she was in Dalin, she also took her to visit the palace. That time was like a day trip to a scenic spot, but this time it was like taking a good sister to visit her home, both happy and content.

The Song Dynasty imperial palace is not endless for two or three days. Yan Xin saw her happily introducing various places, and it was not easy to interrupt her interest, so he did not mention the competition.

It wasn't until three days later that even the toilets in the palace were visited, and there was really no place to visit. Lin Feilu had to bite the bullet and accept the invitation to the contest.

The winter wind rolled up the fallen leaves of the bamboo forest. Lin Feilu held a sword and looked at the heroine in red on the opposite side. His mind began to reverberate, "The wind is cold and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he goes."

She is just a little newbie who has just started, why do you want to abuse her?

Isn’t the tenth-ranked figure on the hero list the same as the king’s bronze?

Yan Xin waited for a long time, and saw that she had been standing still, and said in a deep voice, "Then I will move first."

Lin Feilu shouted: "Wait!"

The Yanxin sword was gone, and he couldn't help taking it back, and shook himself, "What's wrong?"

Lin Feilu sighed heavily, and said incomparably heavy: "Now that I have to tell you this secret."

Yan Xin couldn't help getting nervous: "What's the secret?"

I saw the **** the opposite side quickly turned around and threw the sword to Song Jinglan, who was standing not far away watching the battle, and threw a sentence, "In fact, he is Daxia Ji’s direct disciple, you can fight with him", and then slid under her feet. Up.

Yan Xin: "..."

Song Jinglan: "..."

The wind in the bamboo forest seemed to have stopped for a while.

After a long while, Yan burst into laughter, and asked Song Jinglan somewhat apologetically: "Did I scare her?"

Song Jinglan also laughed, picked up the sword on the ground, and said warmly: "I'll compare it for her."

Yan Xin thought that Lin Feilu's remark just now was just an excuse, but Xiaolu was unwilling to compare it, and naturally she would not force her. Seeing Song Jinglan approaching with a sword, she nodded friendly: "Okay, learn martial arts, click to until."

It wasn't until the hand that she was forced to retreat again and again by the sword in the opponent's hand, and there was almost no room for parry, that Yan Xin knew that what Xiaolu said was true.

After a while, Song Jinglan took the sword first, clasped his fist and said, "Accept."

Yan stared at him intently, and said solemnly: "I have seen you. You are the masked man who assassinated the restaurant back then."

Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows.

Inkstone arched his hand and looked respectfully: "Your swordsmanship is much better than before. Back then, I still had the power to fight, but now I can't fight it. It's my eyesight."

Song Jinglan smiled slightly and asked softly, "How long does the girl Yanxin plan to stay in Lincheng?"

Yan was stunned, and after thinking about it, he replied, "I'm here this time for the competition. Now that I have already compared it, it's time to leave."

Song Jinglan looked gentle, and pulled the sword in his hand. "If the girl is willing to spend more time in the palace, I can compete with the **** the sword every day, how about your heart and sword skills?" "

Discussing martial arts with a master is the best way to improve yourself. This kind of opportunity is not available, and Yan Xin couldn't help but smile: "Really?"

Song Jinglan nodded and smiled: "Naturally."

Yan Xin said with joy: "Okay, then I will stay more time!" She paused, and couldn't help asking: "Do you want me to stay with the deer more?"

The man in front of him was nothing like the ruthless tyrant in the legend.

He smiled, and when he talked about her, even his eyebrows were gentle: "Yes, she is very happy with you."