My Empress is My Bad Girl

The yard where Zhang Lichen lives is very large, and the house is also spacious.

This is the first time the toddler has entered his bedroom.

Opening the door is a bamboo screen with dense green tails, quiet and elegant.

The left side of the screen is the sleeping place.

"Master, are you up yet?" the toddler called, standing at the door.

no respond.

Not awake yet?

Although the children's temperament is somewhat informal, they have always respected the teacher and will never be so rude, breaking in while the master is sleeping.

She wanted to go back, but when she turned around, she caught a glimpse of a few bright lights flashing in the study room on the right.

She craned her neck, looked inside, and suddenly found that one wall of the study was covered with swords.

They are long and short, simple, gorgeous, and of different shapes.

From a young child’s point of view, each one is of great value.

There was a wall full of them, and roughly, there were fifty or sixty swords.

The toddler was stunned.

Fortunately, she felt guilty for a whole day, thinking that she had taken away two of the master's only two swords, and also thinking that when she returned, she would try to find a way to give it to the master.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it.

He is simply a swordsman.

He also took a broken branch to pretend to be pathetic.

After the young children appreciate each sword, they go out with tea.

She didn't go back either, just sitting in the master's yard, drinking tea against the starry sky and Haoyue.

The starry sky on the mountain is always more beautiful.

In the late summer weather, there are cicadas and crickets.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the whole body is comfortable.

The toddler drank half a pot of tea slowly, only then did he hear the door opening behind him.

"Master is really good enough to sleep," the toddler said. "When I wake up, it's dark."

Zhang Lichen walked to her and sat down.

Seeing him wearing only a soft white silk satin pajamas, with all his long hair draped behind him, the child looked a little lazy and sleepy, and he could even see his eyelashes drooping slightly under the moonlight.

It was indeed just awake.

The toddler poured a cup of tea and handed it to him: "Master drinks tea."

Zhang Lichen nodded, took a sip, and his voice was a bit hoarse after waking up after a long sleep: "You have been here waiting to be a teacher?"

"Yes." The child drank tea, admiring Master's beauty under the moonlight, and said casually, "Today I saw Master teach me martial arts with branches. I felt guilty for a day and couldn't eat the uncomfortable meal."

Zhang Lichen was slightly taken aback, and said, "That's not necessary."

"Master, you gave me both the sword and the bell, what do you do by yourself?" the infant asked.

"For me, a branch is enough."

"Yes. If the elder provokes you next time, you won't be injured." The child suddenly stood up, "No, how can I let my master use no sword?"

Zhang Lichen was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to go down the mountain."

"Why did you go down the mountain?"

"Go and buy a sword to honor Master."

"...No need."

"It's necessary!" The child was righteous and categorical, "Master loves me so much, teaches me martial arts, and is very worried about me. How can I not repay Master? Master, wait, I will go down the mountain and wait for tomorrow morning. You can see a brand new sword when you wake up and open your eyes!"

After all, the toddler turned around and left.

"stop!"

Zhang Lichen shouted, "Don't pretend to me, did you sneak into my study?"

The toddler turned around abruptly and snorted: "Master, you are too unkind."

"Why, can't I give you the sword and return it wrong?"