Zhao Huai smelled the fragrance on the tip of his nose and felt slightly absent-minded.
The screen of the cold plum and snow scene blocked the beauty's appearance, but a figure with a good figure could be vaguely seen. This figure was much better than Zhao Huai expected.
"The master is here."
A soft, magnetic voice sounded, as sweet and charming as an oriole.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Huai reacted, turned around and closed the door, cupped his hands and smiled:
"I, Zhao Huai, have met the girl."
"The little girl Qinghan has met the young master."
In response to the voice, he stood up and bowed slightly, but to Zhao Huai's expectation, the woman did not hide behind the screen, afraid to see anyone.
Instead, he stood up generously and walked out, feeling an inexplicable atmosphere.
Qianying walked straight out, staring directly at Zhao Huai at the door with a pair of powerful red phoenix eyes.
Even Zhao Huai had to admit that these eyes were indeed very beautiful, extremely beautiful, and radiant, making people unable to take their eyes away.
The only strange thing was that Zhao Huai felt an invisible sense of oppression from the other party's eyes.
However, this does not affect the other party's appearance. She is also very beautiful. Her white gauze and plum-rusted long skirt makes her figure particularly graceful. Her beautiful oval face is not decorated, and it is as flawless as a piece of jade. Her temples are lightly gathered and beautiful. Her eyebrows are like Liu Dai, and her thin lips are as red as cherries.
Dust-free and elegant, just like a fairy coming out of a painting.
Is she really my blind date?
What did you say it was so-so?
Zhao Huai's eyes were calm, but his heart was full of doubts and surprise.
He felt that this woman was much more beautiful than the one he saw in the picture album, and she didn't even look like her. He couldn't have gone to the wrong door, right?
"Master Zhao, please don't stand. Please sit down first."
The woman smiled slightly, as if she could see what Zhao Huai was thinking at a glance, but she still stretched out her hand and poured a cup of hot tea for each of them.
"Let me introduce myself first. My daughter's name is Qinghan, and her surname only has the character Yu."
"Yu Qinghan, Miss Yu?"
"good."
Yu Qinghan nodded lightly, and then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Young master looks very confused."
Zhao Huai shook his head: "This is not a doubt, I just think the girl is different from what I saw in the album."
To him, it didn't matter who was sitting across from him, because his purpose was just to spend the afternoon here peacefully.
"What's the difference?"
Yu Qinghan said curiously.
Zhao Huai said with a smile: "Generally speaking, when a man and a woman meet, a lot of ridiculous things will inevitably happen, but the girl is much prettier than in the picture album, which surprised me a little."
Hearing this, the smile on Yu Qinghan's lips grew thicker, and then he said:
"I also think that the young master is different from what I imagined. He doesn't look like what the matchmaker said. I originally thought that the young master would be thinner, but I didn't expect that the young master looks so good and his bones are much better than normal people. "
She also had a pretty good impression of Zhao Huai and had a slight liking for him.
Of course she knows that she is good-looking. She has had countless photos in the past, and without exception, her performance was terrible. When normal people see her, they either get stage fright because of her eyes, or they dare not look at each other, and even make coquettish gestures. He doesn't look like a man at all.
The young master in front of her has clear eyes. Not only can he look at each other normally, but his conversation is also quite extraordinary. He is not bad looking either. His sharp eyebrows and starry eyes are very suitable to her.
However, Yu Qinghan's words caught Zhao Huai's attention.
Of course he knows his situation well. As a cultivator, he has reached the ninth level of qi training. How can he look bad?
Now, for him, breaking boulders on his chest, climbing over walls and flying over walls, and punching a thousand pounds are all trivial, after all, his physical body has reached initial saturation.
It’s just that this girl’s eyesight is surprisingly good, and she can feel such details.
"I have nothing to do. I get up early every day and practice some boxing techniques from the outer sect to exercise my body, so I am in better health." Zhao Huai lied without blushing and his heart not beating.
Hiding your cultivation is a kind of protection for yourself.
"Oh? Young master is also interested in martial arts?"
Surprise flashed in Yu Qinghan's eyes, and he smiled interestingly.
This smile was more sincere than the polite smile before, like the surprise after meeting a soulmate.
"Um...is it possible that girls also practice martial arts?"
Zhao Huai asked politely but without losing embarrassment.
"Yes, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child for more than ten years."
Yu Qinghan smiled lightly and said: "I forgot to mention that my father was a veteran of the dynasty, but he has retired because of his mistakes. This is all in the past, but our family is still considered a general, and has been practiced for generations. Wu, my eldest brother is still serving in the army."
After finishing speaking, there was a worried look in Yu Qinghan's eyes.
Because of her own reasons, she was really worried and scared the other person away. This was not what she wanted to see.
As expected, Zhao Huai's eyelids jumped immediately after hearing this.
I call him a good guy in my heart!
A veteran of the day.
Brother serves.
Practicing martial arts for generations.
Isn’t this appropriate for a general’s daughter?
Why is this a general family? Do you think you are a sheep in a tiger's mouth?
Although Zhao Huai felt helpless, he still said half-jokingly: "Given the girl's condition, it is unimaginable that she would come to a matchmaker."
"I sneaked out on my own."
Yu Qinghan's eyes darkened.
"Sneak out?"
Hearing this answer, Zhao Huai was slightly stunned.
"Did your family treat you badly?"
Although this world is mainly focused on cultivating immortals, the children of wealthy families still enjoy fine clothes and fine food, are prosperous and wealthy, and are full of privileges.
"No, it's just that I'm tired of life at home." Yu Qinghan shook his head.
Zhao Huai smiled bitterly and did not reply.
Yu Qinghan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was remembering, but also as if he was talking to himself:
"Young master, you know, I didn't like martial arts when I was a child. Like those women, I like rouge and gouache, tinker with embroidery needles and threads, and listen to storytellers talking about growing old together, fishing boats singing late, and stories in story books. This has been my fantasy for a long time.”
"But my father told me that if you are born into a noble family, you must bear some responsibilities. Daughters should also strive for self-improvement and pursue great careers. The life that ordinary people live does not belong to me. From that day on, I started practicing martial arts."
"I didn't like practicing martial arts because it was hard and tiring, and I didn't like killing people because I often had nightmares at night and couldn't sleep."
“Sometimes I think about how great it would be if I wasn’t born into such a family. I could sleep until noon every day, listen to music in the afternoon, go shopping, read the books I wanted to read, follow interesting plays, and eat as much as I wanted. It doesn’t matter if the food you eat is just meager food, even if no one cares about you, even if you’re poor, it’s better than spending all your energy on the battlefield.”
"When I grew up, when I achieved the goal my father said I wanted, I found that what he said was not what I wanted. It was just that my hands were stained with too much blood, and it was inseparable from practicing martial arts."
"Now, I'm tired and just want to find someone to live a stable life for the rest of my life, so I ran away."
When Yu Qinghan said this, his voice gradually became quieter, but the longing in his eyes remained for a long time.
