Nongmen Merchant Girl

Chapter 82
As she said that, she casually took a writing brush in the study, secretly lucked out from her wrist, and threw it out at once.The writing brush was like an offline arrow, and it was inserted into the tree trunk outside the door with a "boom".

"Wow, Ru'er is so powerful, she can fly flowers and pick leaves as a sharp weapon, her progress is so rapid."

"Hmph, I thought you would stay in the house alone!"

After Yu Wenxuan got angry in the morning, he never appeared in front of Xu Ru again, nor did she come to dinner, nor did she invite him.

"You also know that I'm angry, Ru'er is so cruel, and she didn't come to comfort me." As he spoke, he leaned on Xu Ru like a Xizi holding his heart.

Xu Ru quickly moved away and ignored him.

"Brother Ling, when do you think I will start learning Qinggong?"

"Starting tomorrow, we will start practicing at the martial arts training ground every day at Mao."

"Wow, brother Ling, you are too cruel. Ru'er is still so young, it's too early, she must not be able to bear it."

Yu Wenxuan said with some concern that practicing lightness kung fu is not easy, not only requires perseverance, but also requires talent.

"Whoever says I can't do it, let's say so."

The Ling Mansion at night is also extraordinarily quiet, as if it is no different from an ordinary home.

The room where Ling Tian was placed was so quiet that a needle could be heard clearly. If it wasn't for the bulging shadow on the bed, one would have thought that no one was sleeping in this room.

A path quietly appeared by his bedside. In the pitch black night, the person's clothes and appearance could not be seen clearly, only his footsteps were very light.

Suddenly, the person on the bed turned over quickly and got out of bed, pointing at the person standing by the bed with a long sword in his hand.

"Your Excellency came here in the middle of the night, what's your business?"

Who knows who pointed the finger, and the candle placed by the bed was lit.

Under the pale yellow candlelight, it was clear that the man was actually a man in white who was in Fuxiang Building during the day.

Ling Tianfang was even more vigilant when he saw this person. This person has extraordinary martial arts and extraordinary temperament, and it is difficult to tell whether he is an enemy or a friend when he comes here in the middle of the night.

The man in white suddenly moved, stretched out his hand and threw something.

Ling Tianfang reached out and took the thing, it was a piece of white jade pendant.After he saw the words on the jade pendant clearly, he was even more astonished, excited and unbelievable!
He looked at Shaoyu suspiciously, examining and measuring.

"Hehe, according to your seniority, I should call you brother."

"I don't remember the exact circumstances of the incident. I only know that the shadow guards of the Ling family escorted me away. I hid under their protection. Twelve years ago, that person found our hiding place again. In an emergency I was rescued by an expert, and I have been hiding my name from him all these years."

After Shaoyu finished speaking, he took out something from his bosom again, it was an extremely rare silk handkerchief, it looked like it was used by a woman.

"This is what my concubine mother left me back then."

Ling Tianfang didn't look at that thing, he opened the door and sent someone to notify the old man.

Ling Aotian's room.

Ling Aotian was holding the white silk handkerchief with trembling hands, his face was full of grief and he couldn't cry.

"Although Yao'er was the first daughter of the family back then, she was innocent and kind-hearted, and the relationship between brothers and sisters in the family was very good. This handkerchief is the silk scarf she often used as the first daughter. The special material of this silk handkerchief cannot be faked. Because of the disaster that year, all loyal craftsmen and craftsmen of the Ling family were killed, and the person who could weave this "cloud" is no longer in the world.

He looked at the word "Yao" embroidered on the handkerchief, and his heart ached.

(End of this chapter)