Hold on for a while...
Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth and shouted: "Li... Mr. Li."
If you choose not to ask for anything, you will definitely be discovered later.
After all, the expression on the face may be disguised, but some smells on the body cannot deceive others.
By then, the shame and anger will only double.
Li Xianyu, who was lying in the corner and had just fallen asleep, opened his eyes, stood up and quickly came to Mu Wanqing's side.
"What's wrong?" Li Xianyu asked.
"I..." Mu Wanqing was ashamed to speak, and her face turned red.
Li Xianyu continued: "Want to go to the toilet?"
Mu Wanqing closed her eyes and groaned. While feeling ashamed and angry, she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Big or small?" Li Xianyu asked again.
"...Small." Mu Wan's voice was as clear as a mosquito's, and she was so embarrassed and angry that she wanted to hit him to death.
"excuse me."
Li Xianyu looked natural.
After a while.
It's all over.
While Mu Wanqing was relieved, her mentality was completely broken.
"Everything is about your health, don't worry about troubling me." Li Xianyu said warmly.
"Yeah." Mu Wanqing closed her eyes and hummed.
“……”
The next day, early morning.
Li Xianyu sat at his desk, holding a writing brush, thinking about how to write a wedding invitation for him and Wang Yuyan.
"Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world."
After writing this sentence, Li Xianyu couldn't help but sigh.
If other time-travelers wrote this sentence, they would basically label themselves as ‘original’.
But he can't.
Qin Guan, the poet who wrote this poem, is still alive.
"Martial arts are martial arts. Why do you want to mislead people about history?"
Li Xianyu felt very unhappy.
After traveling to this world, he had never heard of any martial arts figures, but some of the great poets and writers of the Northern Song Dynasty were like thunder.
For example, Su Shi and Su Che's family of three, Wang Anshi, Sima Guang, Liu Yong, Ouyang Xiu and others are all very famous in this world.
This is one of the reasons why he mistook this world for the historical Song Dynasty.
After writing a few more sentences, such as "Holding my hand, I will grow old with you", Li Xianyu put down the brush.
As a scholar who studied hard for ten years, the small wedding invitation was no challenge at all.
As the sun rose, mother and daughter Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan came to Langhuan Jade Cave together again.
Li Qingluo glanced at Mu Wanqing, took the wedding invitation from Li Xianyu and left.
She was actually very anxious and wanted to throw the wedding invitation into Duan Zhengchun's hand right away.
Li Xianyu opened the food box, took out the food inside, glanced at Wang Yuyan, and chuckled: "Please, Miss Wang, please be the maid for Miss Mu."
Wang Yuyan glared at Li Xianyu and walked to the bamboo bed carrying a rice plate.
On the rice plate, there was a bowl of lotus seed porridge and a few hot pastries.
Mu Wanqing frowned, feeling a little resistant to Wang Yuyan's kindness.
"I can do it myself." Mu Wanqing said in a muffled voice, turning slightly to the side as she spoke, holding a spoon in her right hand and began to drink the porridge.
Wang Yuyan didn't say anything. She actually wanted to ask her mother how she had a grudge against this wooden girl.
But seeing Mu Wanqing's cold attitude, she didn't look for trouble.
Li Xianyu glanced at Mu Wanqing, who never asked for help, and the corners of his mouth curved into an imperceptible arc.
After meal.
Li Xianyu came to the room outside the stone door of the Jade Cave with a long knife. Instead of teasing Wang Yuyan like yesterday, he seriously practiced the Liuhe sword technique and let Wang Yuyan give guidance.
His foundation is still not as good as some swordsmen who have been immersed in swordsmanship for decades.
But as his skills improved, his hands became more and more stable.
The slash he swung was so powerful that there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.
"Mr. Li...Brother Li, your strength is stronger than many famous swordsmen, but your strength is too scattered." Wang Yuyan muttered, "Try to concentrate all your strength on the blade."
"Concentrate on the blade?" Li Xianyu looked at Wang Yuyan.
"Sound." Wang Yuyan said softly, "When you swing a sword, the louder the sound, the stronger the power of the sword. For a real swordsman, the sword should be silent."
"Silent and silent..." Li Xianyu groaned softly.
"Think about it, if someone fires a cold arrow at you, is it harder to dodge the sounding arrow, or the silent arrow?" Wang Yuyan said as an example.
"Sounded cold arrows and silent cold arrows, their speed and strength should be different, right?" Li Xianyu pondered.
Wang Yuyan shook her head and said: "What you are talking about is a general situation. A real master can lift a heavy weight as if it is light and lift a light weight as if it is heavy."
Li Xianyu vaguely understood and said, "Then I'll give it a try."
After saying that, he slashed forward with his sword, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard.
Full of strength.
He slashed forward more than ten times in a row, each time with great force, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.
Wang Yuyan muttered: "You are surprisingly strong. In this case... I suggest you change to a heavier knife and try to lift it as lightly as possible first."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Li Xianyu nodded. During the journey of cultivation, Wang Yuyan knew much more than him.
"When I go back, ask my mother to help you build a heavy sword." Wang Yuyan said, looking at Li Xianyu, and suggested, "Would you like to learn some more boxing and kicking skills? This will help you master it more accurately. own strength.”
"Fisting and kicking skills? Okay." Li Xianyu nodded.
Wang Yuyan muttered: "Let's start with the simplest. I'll teach you Shaolin's Luohan Fist, Skanda Palm, and Taizu Changquan created by Taizu of the Song Dynasty."
Arhat Fist and Skanda Palm are the entry-level boxing and palm techniques of Shaolin. Anyone who is a Shaolin disciple knows these two martial arts.
As for Taizu Changquan, it is a boxing technique that is popular in the world.
Throughout the morning, Wang Yuyan was instructing Li Xianyu on his cultivation.
At lunch time, Wang Yuyan left.
Li Xianyu returned to Langhuan Jade Cave and poured himself a cup of tea.
"You...come here." Mu Wanqing shouted.
Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows lightly and walked over.
Mu Wanqing closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed.
Li Xianyu understood instantly: The three urgent matters have arrived again.
Nothing more was said.
After assisting Mu Wanqing to deal with the 'private affairs', Li Xianyu carried the toilet out of the Langhuan Jade Cave, came to the outside of the attic, and ordered the maid guarding outside to prepare two buckets of water and a set of toiletries.
The news that "Li Xianyu is about to become the uncle of Mantuo Villa" has spread throughout Mantuo Villa.
His words are quite effective.
Not long after, Langhuan Jade Cave gained a little more flavor of life.
Li Xianyu carried the basin to the bed, washed his own hands first, and then helped Mu Wan wash her right hand.
Mu Wanqing blushed, closed her eyes, and had given up treatment.
Li Xianyu glanced at Mu Wanqing's delicate and exquisite face, picked up the wipe, wet it in the water, twisted it slightly, and put the wipe in Mu Wanqing's right hand.
"Wipe your face."
"Thank you." Mu Wanqing thanked her stiffly, wiping her cheeks with a wet wipe.
"The new moon is shining brightly, and the flowers and trees are piled with snow." Li Xianyu praised softly.
I admire Duan Zhengchun in my heart, and all the daughters he gave birth to are as beautiful as flowers.
Mu Wanqing's face had no expression, only an uncontrollable blush permeated her face.
Just looking at his expression, he looks very cold.
And if you add the color of the cheeks, it looks infinitely shy.
"What are your plans when you recover from your injury?" Li Xianyu asked.
Mu Wanqing frowned, having never thought about this.
In fact, ever since she found out that Duan Yu was her biological brother, she had been confused and had no idea what to do.
After hearing that Duan Yu had been kidnapped by Jiumozhi, she rushed to Jiangnan as if she had found her direction in life.
Mu Wanqing shook her head, a little confused in her eyes.
Li Xianyu said: "Although Mrs. Wang will not target you for the time being, she will not let you leave easily."
Mu Wanqing's face was calm. She had expected this.
"If you can leave, where do you plan to go?" Li Xianyu asked.
Mu Wanqing shook her head again. This question was no different from the first question.
"How about... I give you a job?" Li Xianyu said thoughtfully.
Mu Wanqing looked at Li Xianyu.
Li Xianyu smiled and said, "Before you figure out what you want to do in the future, stay with me and be my maid and sparring partner."
Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled.
Maid, sparring partner?
