Miss is not human

Chapter 983
Bei Li Xiangxiang sat in the bathtub, looking at her callused palms.

She has been learning how to hold a sword since she was three years old. For 14 years now, she has never thought about what it would be like if she didn't hold a sword one day.

But I didn't expect that it would be like this, sitting in the bathtub, ready to wash himself clean, and he would become a sword servant with a sword.

There is a spiritual sword in the sword pond of Bei Li's family. For so many years, no one can use it, but the rusty one makes all the spiritual swords surrender.

She remembered asking her father when she was a child, why was this sword unwilling to be held in someone's hand?
What was Bei Lijin's answer at that time?
It's because we are too weak.

She didn't think so before, if they are not strong, then I am afraid no one is suitable for using a sword!

Regarding her arrogance, her father always sighed softly, saying that one day she would meet a real swordsman, and that would be the beginning of her swordsmanship.

However, she has not seen the swordsman her father mentioned, so she will stop here.

Thinking of today's Feng Youyou, Bei Li Xiangxiang laughed, how arrogant she used to be, and how slapped her face is now, the sword she is proud of is fragile and vulnerable to a single blow.

The cocoon in the palm of the hand, how proud it was before, is now how self-deprecating, laughing at the former self.

Bei Li Xiangxiang sank herself into the bathtub, only in this way can she empty her mind and keep her from being sad.

"Miss Xiangxiang, it's almost time. Miss Feng is already waiting for you. It's not good to wait too long." Nanmen Jing's voice came from outside the door.

Bei Li Xiangxiang smiled bitterly: "I'm fine."

Father, I hope you will not be angry or sad when you see me like this, my brother will bring a better future to the Beili family, but I am really too weak.

Putting on the prepared white shirt, she opened the closed door and prepared to face her future.

Nanmen Jing looked at Beili Xiangxiang who came out, just for a while, this little girl didn't know what plot she had imagined, and her face seemed to have given up all hope.

"Don't blame Miss Feng, it's our fault." Nanmen Jing suddenly said without beginning or end.

"I don't blame anyone, I'm too weak." Bei Li Xiangxiang showed a smile, which inexplicably caused a sense of tragedy.

Seeing Beili Xiangxiang in this state, Nanmenjing couldn't say anything more, and spontaneously led her to the quiet room that had been prepared earlier.

When they arrived at the door, Nanmen stood quietly in front of the door: "Miss Xiangxiang, please go in by yourself, this is not the place I should go in."

Nanmenjing is very self-aware. Even though he and Song Chang have a good relationship, they have not been fully approved by these people.

Therefore, pointing to the end is one of the things he does the most.

"Thank you."

Perhaps because of the last bit of anger, Bei Li Xiangxiang pushed the door open and went in without knocking.

"go out."

Feng Youyou's cold voice hit Bei Li Xiangxiang's head directly: "Get out! If your parents didn't teach you how to write the word polite, I don't mind letting Bei Litang teach you with their lives."

In a word, Bei Li Xiangxiang's weakness was stubbornly stuck, and she came to be a sword servant because of Bei Litang's life.

He froze for a moment, lowered his eyebrows obediently, and closed the door with a low eyebrow.

He knocked on the door lightly again and said, "My lord, Beili Xiangxiang has arrived."

There was no response from inside, and Bei Li Xiangxiang just waited patiently.

After a long time, Feng Youyou's indifferent voice came from inside: "Come in."

(End of this chapter)