On the way back, Yongle had a sullen face and didn't speak all the way, but Shangluo was laughing and chattering like a sparrow, just like his usual appearance.
It was rare that Lu Hanjiang was in a good mood, so he flicked the little girl's head with his finger and said angrily: "Well, you are a heartless person. When you were so dangerous just now, you didn't see how nervous the princess was, but you were still laughing. come out."
Shangluo covered her forehead and stared back with dissatisfaction: "No way! I'm worried about you too! It's just that Xiao Lu, you have more eyes than the stars in the sky. How can you compete with others if you are not sure?"
What Shan Luo said was very reasonable, but the way of complimenting made Lu Hanjiang very unhappy, so he quickly flicked the other person's head on the head again.
The two of them had a bit of a fight, but seeing that Yongle was still sullen and unwilling to speak, they slowly calmed down. From the moment they came down the mountain, the princess had such a low-pressure look.
Shangluo tried to bring the other party into the conversation, but Yongle's temper got worse. No matter how she said nice things, the other party remained silent.
This depressing atmosphere lasted until the three of them returned to the inn. Yongle, who had been silent all the way, suddenly dragged Lu Hanjiang into the room, and even the personal maid who was doing the washing was blocked out.
Amber and Vanilla didn't understand what was happening. This was the first time they had seen their master so angry since they served the princess.
The three of them came back together, so they thought about what Shangluo knew. Since Vanilla didn't like Shangluo, it was Amber who went to ask.
"Girl, madam, what's wrong with her?" Amber asked slightly worriedly.
"how could I know."
Shangluo gave her a helpless look, then turned around and went back to her room. Before leaving, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the closed door. Her eyes were slightly dim, but when others noticed Before, I immediately returned to my usual optimism.
In the room, after Yongle pulled Lu Hanjiang in, his face was still tense. He wanted to open his mouth several times but didn't know what to say. In the end, Lu Hanjiang had to take the initiative to open his mouth and ask: "What's wrong?"
Yongle looked at Lu Hanjiang intently, and after a long while he said in a hoarse voice, "Why did you fight that person today?"
Lu Hanjiang thought for a while and said: "He is the head of Wudang and even the head of Taoism. He has an unusual status and his martial arts is among the best in the world."
"You don't have to go there in person, right?"
Before Lu Hanjiang could finish his excuse, Yongle interrupted him rudely. The little princess said angrily: "You are the commander of the Jinyi Guards. You have so many masters under you, why do you have to do it yourself!"
Lu Hanjiang was silent for a while. He scratched the back of his head and sighed slightly: "Well, I am indeed very interested in Qi Yunzi's martial arts skills. Generally speaking, I feel itchy."
This answer made the anger in Yongle's eyes become violent. She couldn't help but stand up and said loudly: "What do you mean by itchy hands? How can you talk about life and death so easily! Such a dangerous thing, if there is anything like this, What to do!"
By the end of the sentence, Yongle's voice was hoarse, and her tone unconsciously took on a cry of grievance. Big tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and wet the floor like broken pearls.
"Danger? Ah, indeed."
Lu Hanjiang's eyes paused slightly, and he said: "Qi Yunzi has used the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation to this extent. It is indeed unprecedented. It's a pity for him."
Shaking his head slightly, Lu Hanjiang reached out and took the pear-shaped Yongle into his arms, gently pressing his trembling back to comfort him, but the words in his mouth still went his own way.
"This is also the first time I have met such a master. He is very strong, really very strong. The sword he wielded with his whole life is enough to make him famous. There are probably a few people like Qi Yunzi in the world. But don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
Lu Hanjiang's words were not so much comfort as he couldn't help but say it out loud. Qi Yunzi was really the strongest person he had ever seen in his life, and he was worthy of being a master.
Lu Hanjiang has been different from ordinary people since he started practicing martial arts. He easily defeated opponents one after another without any sense of accomplishment. For him, martial arts competitions were like eating and drinking, and it was really difficult for him to make any more waves in his calm heart.
Therefore, for more than ten years, Lu Hanjiang has never slackened in his martial arts training. He tries to lower his strength every day, even letting go of all kinds of peerless magical skills, and only treats those martial arts students who have other uses. I have questions.
The appearance of Qi Yunzi surprised Lu Hanjiang. He finally discovered that there was someone in the world who could let him use his original strength. Even though it was only to the extent of hooking his fingers, it was enough.
The battle on Wudang Mountain was not a thrilling one. Even when Lu Hanjiang was preparing to warm up, Qi Yunzi died. However, this still did not change his admiration for this person. Even for Qi Yunzi's death, he still felt Very sorry.
It is difficult to put together a lineup of two top Wudang masters, and it is even more difficult to replicate the Zhenwu Seven-Intercept Formation, the best killing formation in the world.
The only person in the world who had been able to touch the height he was at died like this forever.
Suddenly, Lu Hanjiang felt a little lonely in his heart. He never took action against these top masters. One of the reasons was the contradictory expectations in his heart.
He hopes that there are masters in this world who can be equal to him, but on the other hand, he also feels that if such a person really exists, it will be a huge trouble for him.
This kind of contradictory thoughts made him never fight with these peerless masters in Shaolin Wudang. He expected the other party to reach his realm, but he was also worried that the other party would really reach his realm.
After today's battle, the conflict in his heart for many years was finally resolved, replaced by an unprecedented emptiness. He almost lost his expectations for the entire world in an instant.
Fortunately, this idea came to him suddenly. Although in terms of martial arts, Lu Hanjiang had completely lost the idea of competing with those reclusive big shots, but in other aspects, there was still enough to please him in this world.
But before that, he had to coax the person in his arms well.
Lu Hanjiang's self-reflection completely made Yongle unable to stop crying. While sobbing, she grabbed Lu Hanjiang and refused to let go, repeating those worried words in her mouth.
The scene on Wudang Mountain was indeed thrilling. No one knew Master Lu's true strength. Even Yan Feng and other Jin Yiwei were panicked, let alone Yongle.
In the crowd, only Shangluo could remain calm. Even if that girl hadn't stopped Yongle, in that situation, the princess would have rushed forward desperately, and the frightened people in Jin Yiwei might not have been able to react. Interception.
But Yongle really didn't care about this. When she saw Lu Hanjiang being forced close to her face by the Zhenwu Sword, and her head was about to be dismembered, her heart seemed to have stopped beating, and her vision kept turning black.
The union between the two was a blind marriage brokered by Meng Yuan. Although the two had met before, they did not know each other's names, so naturally there was no such thing as a secret love and a vow of eternal love.
In the past three years of getting along, Yongle had been playing house with Lu Hanjiang in a daze for more than two years. Although they finally moved in with Lu Hanjiang under the guidance of the imperial concubine, there seemed to be no substantial change in their relationship.
She was still such a carefree princess, and Lu Hanjiang was still the carefree consort. Their life trajectories did not change in any way after taking that step.
Yongle had always felt that although she cared about Lu Hanjiang, she did not lose her mind as much as in the storybook, but unfortunately, she was not able to see through her sincerity.
The moment the Zhenwu Sword pierced Lu Hanjiang's defense, a terrifying scene unconsciously formed in Yongle's mind. When she thought of being separated from him, her heart felt as painful as being torn apart.
Yongle finally realized that the importance she attached to Lu Hanjiang was far from being an understatement. This inconspicuous guy really had a big place in her heart.
When that thrilling scene happened on Wudang Mountain, Yongle even irrationally hated Shangluo who stopped her. Even though her martial arts skills were inferior to hers, at that moment, her body was out of control and she wanted to block her. Before that sword.
Yongle has realized that he cannot bear the pain of losing the other person.
At this time, Yongle threw himself into Lu Hanjiang's arms, scolding him over and over again for his impulsiveness, and relentlessly asking him to promise not to take such risks again.
The person in his arms was like a frightened deer, with reddish eyes filled with misty moisture, green-white fingers weakly but firmly pressed against the tip of Lu Hanjiang's nose, and biting red lips that made people feel helpless. of stubbornness.
Lu Hanjiang looked at Yongle's weak look and said slowly: "I won't do it again."
Faced with Yongle's undeniable concern, Lu Hanjiang chose to give in and accept, but whether this was the final melting of the gap between the two or his diplomatic rhetoric to appease the other party. Perhaps he himself did not know this.
Like Yongle, Lu Hanjiang also remembered that critical moment. At the last moment when the Zhenwu sword fell in front of him, if Shangluo had not stopped the princess and asked her to rush over——
So, will I give up the only chance I have and try to save Yongle? Or will I not care about anything else just to test the limits of martial arts?
This question flashed through Lu Hanjiang's mind. He lowered his eyes and all his thoughts dispersed, as if they had never existed.
Lu Hanjiang held the little princess in his arms, teasing her as usual, and finally the weather cleared up, making Yongle burst into laughter.
(End of chapter)
