After Jimowu's death, Jimo's sword technique was equivalent to being lost in the world. Although the eldest son of the Lu family secretly learned the sword score for a while, he only learned the first move, which shows that this peerless sword technique is not something that ordinary people can thoroughly study.

Anyway, Lin Feilu doesn't have the ability.

She looked at Song Jinglan with great sincerity.

He had just finished practicing sword, and there was a slight layer of sweat on his forehead. He received her eager gaze, smiled helplessly, took the sword note and said, "Okay, I will teach you after I learn."

Lin Feilu refused: "How long has it been waiting for you to learn? Teach while learning!"

So Song Jinglan had an additional sword training teaching in his daily life.

Sometimes when I am tired of reviewing memorials, I will pick up the sword score next to me and take a look at it when I am resting. Although the sword technique in the world is divided into categories, I have the same sect as the sword technique. He has high martial arts attainments, so he can practice sword techniques in the sea of ​​consciousness.

So Lin Feilu discovered why this person had a new move every time he came out of Lin'an Palace?!

Is he reviewing memorials or is he secretly practicing sword???

He learned one move and taught her one move. In order to avoid being inferior to physical strength in the future, Lin Feilu learned very seriously. Unexpectedly, his martial arts talent taught her to be a human being.

Song Jinglan, who studied alone, has learned the seventeenth move, but she is still struggling with the seventh move.

The teaching progress was greatly expanded.

Just very angry!

Since getting married, her temper has become more and more popular with him, and the potential for her meditation has been amazing. From a maximum-level green tea to a maximum-level meditation, the transformation has been very smooth.

As soon as Song Jinglan finished feeding her a set of swordsmanship, he saw the girl in front of him sitting on the ground and unable to get up. "I won't learn anymore! You're cheating!"

He walked over with his sword, half-squatted in front of her, and supported the sword tip to the ground, and asked with a smile: "Why am I cheating?"

She turned her head away and angrily: "You have learned everything later. Every time you can guess my move, I can't catch your sword at all!"

Song Jinglan sighed and deliberately made a puzzled expression: "What should I do?"

Lin Feilu said with his hips: "You are not allowed to learn any further. Let's talk about it when I catch up with your progress!"

He smiled and stretched out his hand: "Okay, then continue?"

She snorted, her voice muffled: "No, I can't beat you anyway, so I don't want to humiliate myself."

Song Jinglan said softly: "I don't use Jimo Sword Technique, but I just use ordinary moves to fight you against the sword. Is that good?"

She then turned her head and glanced at him half-believingly: "Really?"

He nodded: "Really."

Lin Feilu is more and more flawless: "Uncle Ji's sword technique is not allowed to be used!"

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Okay."

He pulled the person up from the ground, leaned over and patted the gray on the corner of her skirt, and when he held the sword, his posture changed. Since Jimo swordsmanship is a peerless swordsmanship, it naturally has its own advantages. Lin Feilu has learned it for so long, although he learned it slowly, he learned every move. Once Song Jinglan did not use the same swordsmanship to deal with it, she began to gain the upper hand.

She also has her own style of sword practice. Because she has good light skills, her body skills are more elegant and agile. Song Jinglan is determined to give tricks, but she only defends but not attacks. The two of them are entangled from Yong'an Palace to the outer hall of the palace, which makes the people around her frightened.

Finally, seeing that she had exhausted her energy, Song Jinglan finally revealed a gap. She picked her away from the sword in her hand, bowed and smiled, "I lost."

Although he made it obvious, he was willing to let it go, and Lin Feilu was willing to win and proudly straightened her back.

The palace people who witnessed all this were ordinary people, so naturally they couldn't understand the twists and turns. In their eyes, His Majesty was always chased by the Queen with a sword, and finally abandoned the sword and gave up!

Since there was an extra queen, the atmosphere in the palace has not been as solemn as before. The palace people who were despised by Lin Feilu for being inactive have gradually recovered their anger. Occasionally, they would talk about the daily life of the emperor and empress in private, and knock on the emperor and empress’s candy.

When Ji Liang came to the palace again a year later, he heard the palace people discussing the fact that His Majesty gave up in a fancy way under the Queen's sword every day.

A question mark slowly emerged from the head of the world's number one swordsman.

Is his direct disciple so ineffective now?

He was used to appearing at night because he had a pass-through jade plaque specially given by Song Jinglan on his body, and he didn't have to follow the procedures to go to the main gate. Every time he took advantage of the night to sneak into the palace quietly. When he arrived at Lin'an Hall, Song Jinglan was still making comments.

Before he showed up, Song Jinglan had already noticed the familiar aura, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and ordered Tian Dong: "Let's go back."

Tian Dong knew that this was Mr. Ji's intention, so he sent all the guards and palace servants in the hall back. Ji Liang was afraid of the society and waited for everyone to leave, and finally walked out of the shadow.

Song Jinglan put down his pen and smiled and shouted: "Uncle Ji."

Ji Liang still looked expressionless, but he looked a little confused when he looked at him.

Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows: "Uncle Ji, what's wrong?"

After a while, I heard Ji Liangbingbing ask: "You can't beat that little girl?"

Song Jinglan was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant. He smiled helplessly: "Uncle Ji, I have to give in to her."

Ji Liang said coldly: "How can you learn martial arts? How can you give me the word "联"?

Song Jinglan said leisurely: "Uncle Ji, do you know the interests of husband and wife?"

Ji·expressed expression·Liang: "I don't understand."

He only has a sword in his heart in his life.

Song Jinglan smiled and revealed the topic. The two were talking in the hall. After a moment, Ji Liang suddenly said in a silence: "Someone is coming in."

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "It's okay, it's Lu'er."

At this time, she is the only one who can enter Lin'an Palace freely.

Ji Liang showed his expressionless look and looked a little disgusted.

Lin Feilu stepped into the hall gate and walked through the corridor without seeing the guards on duty. She felt strange until she walked around Yuping and saw Ji Liang sitting on the mat. She understood what was going on. She pursed her lips, a little surprised and happy: "Uncle Ji, when did you come?"

Ji Liang didn't even raise his eyelids and replied coldly: "Just now."

She had long been used to his attitude and ran over with a smile: "Uncle Ji, long time no see, I miss you."

Ji Liang finally reacted and looked up and gave her a puzzled look.

Are we so familiar with each other?

Lin Feilu pretended not to understand his eyes, and still had the sweet and well-behaved expression: "Since you are here, let's stay for a little longer." She was holding a snack box in her hand, which was originally for Song Jinglan, but now she directly uncovered the lid and brought out the dessert inside and handed it to him: "Uncle Ji, this is my tender bean cake, you can try it."

The things were handed in front of him, but Ji Liang was so embarrassed that he still reached out to take them.

He wanted to put it aside, but Lin Feilu knelt across from him, blinking his big eyes and looking at him expectantly, making him unable to taste it, so he had to finish the bowl of tender bean cake without saying a word.

She smiled even more vigorously and asked with her head tilted, "Uncle Ji, is it delicious?"

Ji Liang said "Yeah" with a blank expression.

But she seemed to have received great praise from this perfunctory response, and her eyes lit up: "Then I will make it for Uncle Ji every day in the future!"

Ji Liang wandered around the world all his life. Although he was close to Song Jinglan, he was not close. Not to mention the world, he would be scared away by his cold sword intent from afar. When did anyone have been so enthusiastic about him?

I suddenly felt uncomfortable everywhere in my body.

Song Jinglan asked next to him: "Where is mine?"

Lin Feilu turned her head and looked at him, then looked at the bowl of tender bean cake left in the food box, sighed slightly, and said aggrievedly: "Then let me eat mine."

Song Jinglan was quite content.

Ji Liang, who was still in the stomach, was not digested by tender bean cake: "…!"

What to do! He ate the little girl’s tender bean cake! The little girl has nothing to eat! Why did he eat this damn tender bean cake?!

For some reason, Lin Feilu always felt that the cold sword intent next to her was even more violent!

Ji Liang would come to the palace every other year to investigate Song Jinglan's swordsmanship. When there was nothing wrong in the world, he would occasionally live in the palace. He would talk about swords with his direct disciples and drink with his friend Rong Heng.

He was wandering all his life and loved tranquility. There were always people on Cangsong Mountain to compete with him in swords, and he didn't like to go back. However, the palace was quiet. Song Jinglan gave him a very quiet courtyard, with neither guards nor palace servants, and he loved it very much.

As a result, just as dawn, he was still sitting in the room and meditating for luck, and he noticed that someone was getting closer.

After a while, the gate of the courtyard was knocked and the girl's sweet voice came: "Uncle Ji, I'm here to bring you breakfast."

Ji Liang: “…………”

He walked out without a look and opened the yard gate.

Outside, Lin Feilu smiled like a flower and handed over the food box: "Good morning, Uncle Ji, I don't know what you like to eat. I made a little of everything. What kind of dish do you like to tell me."

Ji Liang took it silently, and the girl waved at him: "Then I won't disturb Uncle Ji."

After saying that, he jumped and left.

Ji Liang looked at her excited back and walked away before closing the door. When he returned to the house, he opened the food box after meditation. Sure enough, the dishes inside were rich, and although it was a little cold, he still ate them all.

At noon, Lin Feilu knocked on the door again, carried the rich food box, and said with a smile: "Uncle Ji, which of those dishes do you like the most in the morning?"

Ji Liang: "...it's fine."

She nodded happily: "Then try it again at noon!"

She left after sending her off, not too much disturbing her.

At night, people came again.

Ji Liang took the heavy food box and wanted to say something. She had already run away with a smile and waved her hand.

The next morning, the gate of the courtyard was knocked on time.

Ji Liang's ears moved, but he still closed his eyes and pretended that he was not here.
To be continued...