Can't a girl be a traitor like Cao Cao?

Wei Ziqing seemed unaware of his own actions, and raised his hand to gently stroke his cheek.

But I couldn't feel anything.

Yan Sijun nodded, "And it's getting better and better than before."

Wei Ziqing was slightly surprised to hear this.

Yan Sijun looked at Wei Ziqing's pale yet rosy skin, then lowered her head and pondered for a while.

Then she asked, "Mother, you like Miss Lin Jun very much, don't you?"

Upon hearing Yan Sijun's words, Wei Ziqing's face flushed red.

She immediately said nervously, "Sijun, what are you saying... Miss Lin Jun... you're just... just helping me treat my illness... or... did you hear something?"

Seeing Wei Ziqing's behavior, Yan Sijun, though she had no romantic experience, understood Wei Ziqing's thoughts to some extent.

Because she had gradually noticed that since Lin Jun started treating her mother's illness, she had been smiling more often.

But when she was with her father, her mother's face was always filled with worry and bitterness.

Although Yan Sijun didn't want to think that way either.

Perhaps my mother wasn't actually that suitable for my father.

But these things are no longer important now.

Because Yan Chunyu has left them, mother and daughter, forever.

So she lowered her head and said softly, "Mother should spend more time with Miss Lin Jun... Miss Langya said that keeping a cheerful mood is good for Mother's illness."

Hearing Yan Sijun's words, Wei Ziqing felt even more ashamed.

She immediately guessed that Yan Sijun must have noticed something.

This child has always been like this. Sensible and intelligent, yet she keeps everything to herself and doesn't tell anyone.

Sometimes Wei Ziqing felt that he couldn't quite understand Yan Sijun, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing recalled Yan Sijun's poisoning of Di Cangshan.

So he gradually became serious.

Then she asked Yan Sijun, "Sijun, tell your mother the truth. Was poisoning Di Cangshan... your own idea?"

Upon hearing Wei Ziqing's words, Yan Sijun lowered her head and remained silent.

But she quickly revealed a serious and stubborn expression and said, "It was my own decision!"

Wei Ziqing saw a certain firmness in Yan Sijun's eyes, just like when Yan Chunyu made up her mind to go to the capital.

The father and daughter are indeed cut from the same cloth.

A daughter will resemble her father in temperament.

Seeing this, Wei Ziqing couldn't help but show a helpless expression.

Then he sighed to Yan Sijun, "Even if Di Cangshan did something wrong, how could you... kill someone?"

Do you know that this behavior is utterly heretical?

Upon hearing this, Yan Sijun lowered her head, her expression suggesting a struggle.

But he still said definitively, "I know killing is wrong, but I had no other choice at the time. The entire Hidden Sword Manor was Di Cangshan's eyes and ears, and no one could help me."

I can't think of any way to keep my mother alive except by killing him.

For me, my mother's survival is more important than anything else!

At that time, I was actually prepared to trade my life with Di Cangshan's if things went wrong.

Wei Ziqing was also helpless when he heard Yan Sijun's answer.

Then he asked again, "Then why didn't you tell me about this?"

Yan Sijun then said, “Telling Mother is useless, and may even make Mother feel worse and aggravate her condition.”

Di Cangshan is different from Miss Lin Jun.

Miss Lin Jun did it to save her mother, but Di Cangshan... didn't care about his mother's life or death.

"I'll trust whoever treats my mother well. And whoever treats her badly... well, then I'll have no choice but to kill them."

Yan Sijun spoke with a calm expression.

But Wei Ziqing sensed a deep sense of sorrow in his voice.

She couldn't help but sigh.

The biggest problem with this child is that he is often too opinionated.

If no one guides them, they will eventually veer towards the demonic path.

But will I live long enough to guide her onto the right path?

Wei Ziqing couldn't help but sit up and pull Yan Sijun into his arms.

Yan Sijun obediently let Wei Ziqing hold her.

Then, Wei Ziqing thought for a moment.

He then said, "From now on, you should spend more time with Miss Lin Jun. I will ask her to take good care of you."

"Mother?"

Yan Sijun looked up at Wei Ziqing with some doubt.

Wei Ziqing smiled helplessly, "Since your father is dead, and I'm not feeling well."

Then I'll have to ask others to take good care of you.

-

At this moment, in the tea room of the courtyard.

Chi Junlin and Wenren Tianxia were sitting upright in front of the tea tray.

Both of them had their eyes closed and their hands placed on the tea tray in front of them.

And he gripped the same cup of tea tightly.

Although the two did not have any other physical contact at this time, the ripples in the teacup showed that their internal forces had merged and combined.

Regardless of each other.

At this moment, both of their expressions were slightly flushed, and some subtle changes could be vaguely seen.

It seems that they are fighting fiercely in a world of imagination.

However, outsiders cannot see the changes in the two people's state of mind at this time.

All that could be noticed was the churning and surging of the water in the teacups in their hands.

The battle was clearly extremely fierce.

Judging from their expressions, the battle seemed to have been stalemate for a long time.

But Wenren Tianxia gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Her face flushed, and she suddenly bit her lip and let out a long sigh.

"Um--"

Then, in the next second, the two of them slightly opened their eyes.

Wenren Tianxia and Chi Junlin exchanged a glance.

Then she lowered her head shyly.

He said, "I lost again..."

Chapter 191 An Enviable Method of Cultivation

He saw that the person in the story blushed and looked at him with a flickering gaze.

Chi Junlin then smiled.

Then he extended a hand and shook hands with Wenren Tianxia.

The two looked radiant, as if their swordsmanship had improved after their recent training.

Everything is left unsaid.

Just as Wenren Tianxia was about to say something, Chi Junlin seemed to sense something.

Suddenly he turned his head to look outside.

Then Feng Lingqiu walked into the tea room with some doubt.

It seems they've been watching the two of them from outside for quite some time.

"Master."

Elder Feng.

After Chi Junlin and the other man greeted her, Feng Lingqiu nodded in return.

Then Feng Lingqiu asked them, "What are you two doing?"

Wenren Tianxia replied, "Reporting to Master, I am cultivating in the realm of intent."

"Cultivating one's artistic conception? What is that?"

Feng Lingqiu's expression showed even more confusion.

Chi Junlin and Wenren Tianxia exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

"Haha... So this is what you call cultivating one's artistic conception?"

Seeing that Feng Lingqiu was even more puzzled, as if confused by the two's state, he realized that Feng Lingqiu was even more perplexed.

Chi Junlin then explained, "Elder Feng, don't overthink it. This is a cultivation method unique to the two of us. Even if others wanted to cultivate in this way, they probably wouldn't be able to learn it."

Feng Lingqiu was slightly confused upon hearing this, and said, "What kind of cultivation does it have to be the two of you?"

Chi Junlin then added, "Because this method of cultivation requires two people who are like-minded and have a deep understanding of each other. Others, even those who are related by blood or love, cannot do it if they are not in sync."

Feng Lingqiu asked curiously, "If you have such a requirement, what exactly are you cultivating?"

"Is it possible to cultivate both body and mind, and increase internal strength?"

Wenren Tianxia blushed slightly upon hearing Feng Lingqiu's words.

Chi Junlin laughed and said, "It's almost like dual cultivation, though not quite. Because the two of us cultivate together within the realm of intent, which can enhance our sword intent!"

Upon hearing Chi Junlin's words, Feng Lingqiu was also taken aback.

It is important to know that there are three cornerstones in martial arts training: external skills, internal strength, and mental state. The further you go in the training of these three, the more difficult it becomes.

The cultivation of artistic conception is the most difficult step. Many peerless masters, even those who have reached the pinnacle of both internal and external cultivation, have made no progress in the realm of martial arts artistic conception for many years.

There is even a possibility of regression.

Therefore, the cultivation of martial arts essence often depends on talent and opportunity.

A martial arts genius will always be a genius, while a mediocre person, no matter how much they practice, can never reach the heights that a genius can reach.

But Chi Jun and Wenren Tianxia told Feng Lingqiu that they could increase their sword intent through dual cultivation.

How is this done?

Feng Lingqiu is very similar to her beloved disciple Wenren Tianxia, ​​and both have a martial arts fanatic side to their personalities.

He himself has a great passion for martial arts.

But she couldn't imagine being able to connect with anyone.

So even though he was very interested in Chi Junlin and Wenren Tianxia's dual cultivation method, he couldn't seem to learn it himself.

At this moment, she looked at the two of them, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

But after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and sighed, "In that case, you two shouldn't miss this opportunity."

Having said that, he turned and left.

Watching Feng Lingqiu leave thoughtfully, Chi Junlin and Wenren Tianxia exchanged a glance.

They could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.