Stupid and cute little demon: the emperor has no way to chase

Chapter 56 Day One

On the first day, Ah Nan was sent to clean the palace.

Looking at the dozens of palace rooms lined up behind her, she sighed, picked up the broom, and began to clean aimlessly.

When it was getting dark, we only found three rooms in No.20.

She couldn't stand upright anymore.

The door of the palace room was blown open by a gust of wind, and some light dust was raised, and after rinsing and sinking, it returned to calm.

She looked up and saw that Xi Yuan was standing in front of her, staring at her.

She said weakly, "Left and right, I can't finish sweeping with my life today, I won't move, you can figure it out."

Hearing her words, his face was dark and he was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "I don't think I'm satisfied with asking you to do some cleaning work. I'd better... teach you how to practice swords."

Ah Nan was stunned, and pointed to the night outside the window, "My lord, I don't bring such things on a whim, what time is it?" The donkey has to rest for a while after pulling for a long time.

He turned cold, "Tonight I just want to stew a pot of fox soup to drive away the cold."

Ah Nan suddenly felt very sad and aggrieved.

You Ziqiang managed not to shed fox tears, she twisted her face and said, "My lord, let's practice swords."

Xi Yuan let her perform sword moves in the apse.

Ah Nan had never practiced before, she flaunted her teeth and claws without any rules, and the flying sword was narrowly avoided by Xi Yuan, cutting off a strand of hair on his shoulder.

Ah Nan couldn't figure out the temperament of this master, she curled up in a ball, trembling while watching him.

Xi Yuan sighed, brushed off the broken hair on her shoulders, walked over to caress her back, and said softly, "Get up, I'll teach you."

This was much gentler than when he was going to stew her, and Anan still couldn't be confident, and Liushenwuzhu was dragged up by him to practice sword.

He held her hand, his chest pressed against her back, and he played a set of sword skills, but it was smooth and smooth.

Ah Nan gradually got some feeling, it seemed that this set of swordsmanship was very familiar.

No matter how hard she tried, her body was restrained by him, unable to move.

She didn't understand, she looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly realized that this young man was unparalleled in handsomeness, not an ordinary good-looking man.

She suddenly felt that this kind of thinking was very shameful, because she had already promised Mo Li.

She blushed with embarrassment, lowered her head, and asked eagerly, "Uh... this young man, I seem to know it."

What she actually meant was: Young master, I have already mastered this set of sword techniques, you can let go.

Maybe Xi Yuan didn't understand her euphemism, he still supported her, without moving, just said, "Wait a little longer."

"Well?"

She looked up, and saw that the sky was full of light blue flying, Su Suhua was washing and fluttering, and the whole sky seemed to have fallen into the sea of ​​fragrant flowers and snow in the world of mortals.

A delicate petal of Su Su wobbled and finally landed on her shoulder, sticking to the ends of her hair, swaying and refusing to leave.

Xi Yuan let go of his hand, smiled faintly, and gently picked it up with his index middle finger.

His tone was brisk and mixed with bitterness, "You may not know, but I always want to pick a flower for you once."

Some things are insignificant, but time and water are precious.

He thought, instead of torturing her, it would be better to make himself happy first.

At this moment, another figure appeared in Ah Nan's mind.

That person, when she was in a drunken dream, gently brushed off the dead flowers and leaves on her body.

The man's back melted into the maple leaves all over the sky, burning her eyes...

No one can deny the power of time. She seems to be the cruelest thing in the world, and it can also be the most beautiful thing. It can kill the deepest love in the world; feel nostalgic.

The autumn is deep and heavy, and the two who have gone the wrong way cannot know each other's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)