Ji Liang saw that her fingers gradually tightened while holding the food basket. Although she tried her best to maintain a smile, she asked him in a low voice, “Does Uncle Ji perhaps not like the food that I cook?”
Ji Liang didn’t know how to answer her, so he just replied with a hum.
Then, he saw the little girl’s eyes gradually turning red.
However, she didn’t cry and still smiled at him obediently. She said softly,”I know, I won’t bother Uncle Ji in the future.”
After speaking, she smiled at him again before turning around to leave.
Ji Liang’s hearing was exceptional, so everything in the vicinity of a hundred metres was audible to him.
As soon as the courtyard door was closed, he heard the little girl who had walked away start to cry softly. Her sobs only became more erratic, which sounded like someone had wronged her.
Ji Liang, “…”
He was in a state of panic.
The world’s number one swordsman, who terrified everyone on this Earth, froze behind the door in a daze.
What’s going on??? What do I do now???
Ji Liang finally took a normal breath after the sad sobs became softer until it could not be heard anymore. Looking at the cold sweat on his palms again, this feeling was even more frightening than when he almost died whilst fighting against enemies in his past younger years.
By lunch time, Ji Liang, who was meditating in his room, couldn’t help pricking up his ears again.
It was quiet all around, and there was no movement at all.
The little girl kept her word and said she would not bother him again— she did not show up.
Ji Liang heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt strange.
It wasn’t until dark that he left the room without a sound and went to The Lin An Palace. Recently, Song Jinglan gained new experiences in his swordsmanship skills because of his mastery of the Jimo swordsmanship. The master and apprentice often discuss the sword skills at night, making new breakthroughs in their understanding and comprehension of swordsmanship.
When he went over today, Lin Feilu was there as well.
She was still sitting at her usual small table as she read a book. With her head drooping and her appearance looking weak, Song Jinglan coaxed the girl next to him, “Songyu said that you didn’t eat anything for dinner, would you like me to ask them to make some soup?”
She shook her head sullenly, “No, I don’t want to eat.”
Song Jinglan touched her limp little head helplessly, “What happened today? Who made my Empress angry?”
Ji Liang, who just came in, suddenly felt every pore in his body tense up.
Lin Feilu happened to look up, so when she saw him, she was only taken aback for a moment before smiling at him in relief. That smile clearly said, don’t worry, Uncle Ji, I won’t utter nonsense.
Ji Liang, “…”
Sure enough, he heard the little girl trying to smile and reply, “No, it’s just too hot, and I don’t have an appetite. Uncle Ji is here, so I’ll go back first.”
Ji Liang, “…”
What’s going on with this sudden and inexplicable guilt in my heart???
Ji Liang took two steps back as if he was facing a formidable enemy, dryly stating, “I’ll come back tomorrow.”
After speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash as if he was fleeing for dear life.
Song Jinglan squinted his eyes thoughtfully before he looked down at the girl who had a slight smile flashing in her eyes, unable to control herself from grinning. He then pinched her soft cheeks, “Are you bullying Uncle Ji?”
Ji Liang saw that her fingers gradually tightened while holding the food basket. Although she tried her best to maintain a smile, she asked him in a low voice, “Does Uncle Ji perhaps not like the food that I cook?”
Ji Liang didn’t know how to answer her, so he just replied with a hum.
Then, he saw the little girl’s eyes gradually turning red.
However, she didn’t cry and still smiled at him obediently. She said softly,”I know, I won’t bother Uncle Ji in the future.”
After speaking, she smiled at him again before turning around to leave.
Ji Liang’s hearing was exceptional, so everything in the vicinity of a hundred metres was audible to him.
As soon as the courtyard door was closed, he heard the little girl who had walked away start to cry softly. Her sobs only became more erratic, which sounded like someone had wronged her.
Ji Liang, “…”
He was in a state of panic.
The world’s number one swordsman, who terrified everyone on this Earth, froze behind the door in a daze.
What’s going on??? What do I do now???
Ji Liang finally took a normal breath after the sad sobs became softer until it could not be heard anymore. Looking at the cold sweat on his palms again, this feeling was even more frightening than when he almost died whilst fighting against enemies in his past younger years.
By lunch time, Ji Liang, who was meditating in his room, couldn’t help pricking up his ears again.
It was quiet all around, and there was no movement at all.
The little girl kept her word and said she would not bother him again— she did not show up.
Ji Liang heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt strange.
It wasn’t until dark that he left the room without a sound and went to The Lin An Palace. Recently, Song Jinglan gained new experiences in his swordsmanship skills because of his mastery of the Jimo swordsmanship. The master and apprentice often discuss the sword skills at night, making new breakthroughs in their understanding and comprehension of swordsmanship.
When he went over today, Lin Feilu was there as well.
She was still sitting at her usual small table as she read a book. With her head drooping and her appearance looking weak, Song Jinglan coaxed the girl next to him, “Songyu said that you didn’t eat anything for dinner, would you like me to ask them to make some soup?”
She shook her head sullenly, “No, I don’t want to eat.”
Song Jinglan touched her limp little head helplessly, “What happened today? Who made my Empress angry?”
Ji Liang, who just came in, suddenly felt every pore in his body tense up.
Lin Feilu happened to look up, so when she saw him, she was only taken aback for a moment before smiling at him in relief. That smile clearly said, don’t worry, Uncle Ji, I won’t utter nonsense.
Ji Liang, “…”
Sure enough, he heard the little girl trying to smile and reply, “No, it’s just too hot, and I don’t have an appetite. Uncle Ji is here, so I’ll go back first.”
Ji Liang, “…”
What’s going on with this sudden and inexplicable guilt in my heart???
Ji Liang took two steps back as if he was facing a formidable enemy, dryly stating, “I’ll come back tomorrow.”
After speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash as if he was fleeing for dear life.
Song Jinglan squinted his eyes thoughtfully before he looked down at the girl who had a slight smile flashing in her eyes, unable to control herself from grinning. He then pinched her soft cheeks, “Are you bullying Uncle Ji?”
