Seeking peace

Chapter 21 Forcibly Dance the Sword
After Xia Chen left, An Ning stayed alone in Taoyuan Residence.

An Ning didn't know if her sister knew about her affairs at this time, and whether she could still escape from this high palace wall.

At dusk, Yun Qi came to Taoyuan Residence again.

Stepping into the palace gate and looking inside, he saw the figure he wanted to see in the courtyard.

He watched from afar.

He didn't come close, just kept a distance like this.

It was as if his Ning'er was still there.

Turning around, she would smile at him.

Sweetly called out "Brother Yunqi".

All eyes are on him.

An Ning felt a gaze staring at her, turned her head, and met Yun Qi's eyes.

At a distance, they stopped and looked at each other.

He had looked at her like that before.

It's just that at that time, he was gentle and elegant, stunningly talented, with the frivolous and free and easy of his youth.

Today, his youthfulness has faded, and his eyes are a little more gloomy.

"Pick up the sword." Yun Qi didn't approach, but gave An Ning an order from a distance away.

The person who taught sword dancing just now has already arrived.

Taught An Ning some sword skills.

Those sword moves were easy for Zeng An Ning, An Ning remembered, and could remember them after reading them.

But it was impossible for An Ning to be able to dance, her wrists had long been unable to make such movements.

An Ning picked up the sword from the table next to her.

As soon as the sword was in his hand, his hand began to tremble.

Very strenuous, soreness in the wrist.

When she tried to pick up the sword, it fell to the ground instead.

Yun Qi stepped forward quickly and picked up the sword.

He grabbed the wrist of An Ning's hand that couldn't hold the sword, "I warn you, this sword belongs to her! If you drop it again, I will chop off your hand!"

Yun Qi's hands are very strong.

pain.

There was a tingling pain in the wrist he pinched.

Her fingertips felt cold, An Ning gritted her teeth to hold back the pain.

"I, try my best..." An Ning struggled to free her wrist from Yun Qi's grasp, and picked up the sword again.

The weight of the sword is already the limit for her current hand.

It is simply impossible to turn the wrist to make those movements.

An Ning's hands trembled uncontrollably, which was out of her control.

An Ning tried her best to keep the sword in her hand without falling.

An Ning's appearance doesn't have the slightest sense of beauty in dancing swords.

"Enough!" Yun Qi stopped An Ning's movements, "I will come to see you again in two days, and then don't let me see you so stupid!"

Yun Qi himself may not know what he is angry about.

Why are you angry at such a strange woman.

Perhaps it was because he wanted to see An Ning so much.

And she is not.

Not at all.

If it was An Ning, she could wield the sword flexibly, as if she was born to dance with the sword.

Beautiful and dynamic.

It's like a wonderful picture scroll.

An Ning lowered her head, and replied, "The daughter of the people knows."

In fact, An Ning knew very well that no matter how many days it took, she would never be able to do it.

Yun Qi looked at the submissive woman with her head bowed in front of her, feeling like a needle was pricking her heart.

Similar faces, two completely different people.

What the hell is he doing.

What the hell was he expecting.

Yun Qi put down his sword, turned around and left Taoyuan Residence.

An Ning looked at his back as he left angrily, her palms were cold.

Then he took a look at his own saber.

It was impossible for her to pick up the sword again.

(End of this chapter)