Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"Fu Qing."

"Where is Fu Qing?"

"General, the Grand Secretary asked for leave."

"Hmm?"

Jing Yuan was silent for a long time, walked to the table and picked up the leave note. Sure enough, the words written on it were exactly the same as before, basically a copy and paste of the leave note.

[I am observing the night sky, it is not suitable to work overtime today, I will take a day off]

Jing Yuan opened the drawer and put the leave note on the leave notes that had been piled up like a mountain, "Fu Qing, you can't be a good Grand Secretary like this."

The general held his cheek and sighed, and saw the brown-haired girl holding a bun in his mouth.

"Um... That, hello, General!" The girl was sweating profusely, and silently swallowed the bun, "The Grand Secretary asked me to read a book here."

"I remember correctly, your name is Qingque?"

Jing Yuan saw the Dihuan Qiongyu hidden under the girl's buttocks at a glance, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The successor Fu Qing was looking for was quite interesting.

Qingque panicked, thinking that the old lady Taibu had gone to Yuque for a date, leaving her alone to fight the general. Isn't this a bit immoral!

"General, I will study hard and become an excellent fortune teller of the Taibu Division in the future, contributing to the bright future of our Luofu!"

Qingque was unwilling to do so. She was still waiting to play cards, which was much more fun than studying these books that could be learned at a glance. Anyway, she just needed to get a passing score to deal with it.

Taibu would not blame her! After all, Taibu also did such things as slacking off!

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[24 years old. In the past year, Fu Xuan began to travel frequently between Yuque and Luofu, just to come to the familiar peach tree to accompany you. The once broken sword heart also slowly healed during this period]

[The progress of repairing Wuye is still stagnant, but your forging skills have reached perfection. You even forged a small sword like a work of art for Fu Xuan]

"Aqiu!"

"Cold?"

"No, I won't get that kind of minor illness."

Fu Xuan rubbed her cute little nose, thinking that it might be Qingque who was secretly talking about her behind her back. Isn't it just that he assigned her more assignments?

Speaking of Qingque, even Fu Xuan had to admit that she was a rare genius. No matter how profound the hexagram book was, she could easily pass it with just a little study.

She took Qingque as her successor to train, but this girl really loved to slack off. She didn't fight or compete like an old man, and just wanted to live a leisurely and ordinary life.

"How's the sword you promised me?"

"Sister, you speak so flowery, I don't understand."

"I'll beat you to death!"

Fu Xuan lifted the quilt and kicked An Ming off the bed, grinning and saying, "I'm well-read, naturally, unlike you, who only practices swordplay."

"You can't say that," An Ming patted his butt and stood up, pulling Fu Xuan's pretty cheek, "You still have to accompany your wife."

"Who, who is your wife!"

Fu Xuan was immediately embarrassed when he heard this, and pulled the quilt to take away half of the lovely She covered her face and stammered, "I...I haven't promised you yet."

"Hey, I know I'm not worthy of the noble Master Taibu."

"Hey, hey, hey, come back!"

Fu Xuan stretched out her white arms from the quilt, pulled An Ming back, and said with a puffy mouth, "Whoever dares to say you're not worthy, I'll be the first to smash him to death with the Qiongguan formation!"

An Ming stared at Fu Xuan with a half-smile, and the other party immediately blushed like a little bird that shrank its head, not daring to look directly at him, and shrank back into the quilt in shame.

"The sword I promised you before was completed last night."

An Ming stopped teasing her sister Taibu, and took out the long box that had been prepared long ago from behind and put it next to Fu Xuan's pillow.

Fu Xuan immediately sat up from the quilt, holding the sword box in both hands with joy in her eyes. Although she was not very good at using swords, this was made by An Ming himself, so how could she not look forward to it?

After opening the sword case, what came into view was a short sword with a purple gradient, spreading from the light purple of the blade to the dark purple of the blade, with pure white stars engraved in the lines of the Milky Way.

The hilt of the sword was deep black, like a black hole at the end of the universe, and at the very end was tied a knot made of red rope.

Fu Xuan didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of satisfaction. He carefully held the sword with both hands, fearing that it would be bumped and cracked.

"Does it have a name?"

"Wuming."

"Wuming..."

Fu Xuan blinked his almond eyes slightly, "Will it be a bit unlucky?"

"Wuming means that there is no fate that can bind you," this is An Ming's blessing to Fu Xuan, and also his expectation for her. One day, the girl will be able to break the shackles of fate and become the one in her heart..

And then, there will no longer be fate, but the future chosen by Fu Xuan himself.

"Hee... Wuye and Wuming, then, it is the couple sword?" Fu Xuan raised the Wuming sword with joy, and ran to the yard in a hurry without putting on shoes, and waved the dagger in his hand impatiently on the soft lawn.

An Ming leaned against the door, just quietly watching Fu Xuan's agile figure, and a gentle smile rose unconsciously at the corner of his mouth.

"Junior brother, fight with me."

Under the peach tree, Fu Xuan smiled and raised the Wuming sword, her little face full of confidence. She felt that she was so strong now that she could easily defeat even the general.

In fact, she is the real sword genius, Master, she will not be a fortune teller!

From today on, she will become a sword master, holding a long sword to break the country!

"Sister, please teach me then."

An Ming picked up the wooden sword with a smile, and the next moment, Fu Xuan's whole body began to tremble-

The sword aura that had been sealed for a long time was like a sharp blade that pierced through the jade palace, extremely sharp.

"Boom!"

Fu Xuan didn't even have time to react before he was knocked out by An Ming's sword. Just when he was about to hit the wall, he was hugged by An Ming, offsetting most of the impact.

Fu Xuan, who was still in a daze, took a long time to remember that as long as An Ming held the sword, there was no such thing as letting go, and he would go all out every time.

The fantasy of becoming a star god with a sword was instantly shattered. Fu Xuan stepped on An Ming in anger and decided to continue to be her Grand Master.

"Junior brother, you won't be able to find a wife like this."

"How could that be, Senior sister, don't we still have you?"

"I don't like it..." Fu Xuan paused here, and a gentle color flashed in his beautiful eyes, "Hmph, then you can't get carried away by relying on my love."

"Xuan'er, when do you plan to return to Luofu?"

"In a few days."

"Then I will prepare the tea bags of sweet tea for you in advance, and when you bring it back to Luofu, just use boiling water to brew it."

An Ming rubbed Fu Xuan's head and asked with a smile: "What are you going to eat tonight?"

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

"Then Senior sister will be responsible for cutting the meat."

"No, I'm only responsible for eating~"