Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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At this time in previous years, it has already started to snow in Dalin. But the Song Kingdom was located in the south, and although the temperature had dropped, it rarely snowed. Although it's a pity that I can't ski this year, Lin Feilu is also very happy to have a warm winter.

After the ring match disappeared, she didn't go out of the palace so often, but Song Jinglan seemed to have developed the habit of accompany her out of the palace every few days.

He also built a house outside the palace, not too big or gorgeous, just an ordinary small house. Located in a quiet alley, there is a Xinyi flower tree in front of the door. The walls on both sides of the alley are covered with unknown vines, with purple-pink flowers blooming. There is also a wine shop at the innermost part of the alley.

Sometimes the two will live in the house for a few days, and over time, they will become familiar with the neighbors, and everyone will greet each other in harmony, but they do not know the true identity of this loving couple.

Because they have seen Lin Feilu not go through the main entrance, and fly directly to the wall with a sword in hand, the neighbors all think that this couple are martial arts masters, and they are not surprised by their disappearance. Sometimes the two are away for a long time. , the neighbors will also help take care of the house. Previously, Lin Feilu would return to the house to rest after the ring match. There were not a few people who were curious about Ji Liang's disciples. Occasionally, they followed from a distance, and gradually everyone knew that Ji Liang's apprentice, Jimo Swordsmanship. The descendant of , lives in that Xinyi Lane.

As the New Year is approaching, various political affairs in the DPRK have also come to a stage where they are coming to an end. Without Song Jinglan to accompany him, Lin Feilu is reluctant to go out to play by himself, so he hasn't been out of the palace for half a month recently.

After waiting for Song Jinglan to finish his political affairs, taking advantage of today's fine weather, the two of them put on their regular clothes again and prepared to go out to the palace to visit the temple fair at the end of the year.

It's not yet New Year's Day, but the taste of the New Year outside the palace is already full.

The whole street of the temple fair is full of people, praying to gods to worship Buddha and lion dances, which is very lively.

Lin Feilu was worried that so many people were crowding around, and she liked to watch fresh, and she would get separated from Song Jinglan if she didn't pay attention. The two went to Yuelao Temple to ask for a red rope, and everyone else tied them with wish bags. In the tree, they tied their wrists with red thread.

The red thread was tangled several times between Hao's wrists, neither loose nor tight, and they could sense each other's existence with a slight pull.

Lin Feilu was very satisfied, and shook his wrist: "You are now my wrist binding pendant."

Song Jinglan smiled and pulled back, she pulled back again, the two of you came and I went back and forth, like two naive ghosts, the hawker selling bean cakes next to them couldn't stand it anymore: "You two have borrowed it, trouble. Don't block my business, okay? I have to work hard to make money and get a wife!"

Lin Feilu has a rich temperament: "Let me contribute to your great cause of marriage! Come ten bean cakes!"

Song Jinglan laughed and shook his head: "Have you finished eating?"

Lin Feilu took out the money bag while the hawker was happy: "Can you take it back to Tiandong and the others to taste."

So Song Jinglan walked around the temple fair with the butter paper wrapping the bean cake in one hand and the red thread in the other.

Lin Feilu loves liveliness the most. He has to stop and look at everything, and wants to taste everything. After eating, Song Jinglan pouted and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief with a smile.

A lion dance was being performed in the open space of the square. Lin Feilu also squeezed in while eating snacks. He was watching with relish, but a familiar figure seemed to flash across the crowd. But there were too many people, and when she took a closer look, they disappeared again.

Song Jinglan saw her sizing up her feet, lowered her head and asked, "What are you looking for?"

She wrinkled her nose: "I seem to have seen Yan Xin, but I must have read it wrong."

That being said, with this little episode, she began to pay attention to it when she went shopping later. The back figure in red that he saw in the crowd was indeed somewhat similar to Yan Xin. Although the possibility of her coming here at this time was only 0.1%, Lin Feilu was still holding the little easter egg. The mood is wandering and looking for it.

The temple fair not only juggled a lot, but also ate a lot of food. Chun Xia Songyu and the others never went out of the palace several times in her life. Every time she encountered something delicious and fun outside the palace, she would buy more and take it back to them to taste.

The hawker in front pushed a cart of gourds, and the gourds were filled with home-brewed rice wine. Lin Feilu tasted two sips and thought it was delicious, so he asked the hawker to add five more gourds and string them together so that she could take them easily. .

While watching the hawker string the gourd with string, a familiar voice suddenly came from the hawker selling marshmallows next to him: "Little brother, I want a string of marshmallows."

Before Lin Feilu's brain could react, he had already turned his head.

The chivalrous girl in red with a broad knife on her back was taking a large cotton candy handed over by the peddler. Although her expression was indifferent, there was a little smile in her eyes.

Lin Feilu screamed, "Yan Xin!"

Yan Xin was biting the marshmallow with her head down, and the marshmallow almost fell from the scream. She turned her head in shock, Lin Feilu had already taken a few steps and rushed to her side, grabbed her wrist and jumped on the spot excitedly: "Sister Yanxin, why did you come to the city? When did you come? Is my brother here?"

Yan's heart finally reacted, and his indifferent face also showed surprise, "Xiaolu, long time no see, I've been here for a few days, I'm the only one, the lord didn't come."

Lin Feilu was so excited that he didn't know what to say, he turned his head and said to Song Jinglan, "I'll just say I read it right!"

Song Jinglan walked over with a smile. Although Yan Xin had never seen him, but seeing the closeness of the two, she also guessed his identity, and bowed her hands slightly as a salute. Song Jinglan stretched out his hand to help, and said with a smile: "Miss Yanxin, I have heard the name for a long time."

Forest

Feilu never thought that going out of the palace today would have such a big harvest, and he didn't want to go to the temple fair. There were many people here, and it was not a place to talk, so the three of them walked out.

After the noise went away, she took Yan Xin's arm and asked happily, "Sister Yan Xin, why did you come to the city? Did you come to see me?"

Yan Xin shook his head and said sternly: "I came to the city this time to find people and compare swords."

Lin Feilu was not surprised.

This is Wu Chi Yan's heart.

She smiled and asked, "I don't know who is so powerful. It's worth you to run so far to compete?"

Yan Xin's tone is not without yearning: "Recent rumors in the rivers and lakes, Ji Liangji's direct disciple appeared in Lincheng, do you still remember the Jimo swordsmanship handed over by the Lu family? Now it is this girl who has inherited this masterpiece. Swordsmanship is really a hero of my generation. I came here to compete with her."

Lin Feilu: "............?"

The smile gradually stiffened.

After Yan Xin finished speaking, she turned her head and asked her seriously: "I heard that the girl lives in Xinyi Lane in Lincheng. I have been looking for her in the lane for the past few days, but I haven't seen her. Have you heard of her? Her news?"

Lin Feilu: "...I really heard it."

Yan Xin's face lit up with joy: "Then do you know where she is now?"

Lin Feilu: "It's right in front of you."

Yan Xin: "?"

Lin Feilu: "..."

Shame and embarrassment.

Yan Xin looked at her for a long time and confirmed that she heard correctly, the dazed expression on her face gradually turned into shock, and hesitantly said: "Xiaolu...you..."

Lin Feilu said in a heavy tone: "Yes, that's right, the legendary hero of your generation is me."

On the way back to Xinyi Lane, Lin Feilu recounted how he learned swordsmanship with Ji Liang and why he played in the arena one by one. Yan Xin finally knew the ins and outs of what happened, and he was amused for a while.

She had been looking for someone for so long, but she never thought it would be someone she knew.

When she heard the news and decided to come to the city to look for someone, Lin Ting also instructed her: "If you can't find anyone, you can go to the uncle's house to meet Rong Heng, the uncle of Song Guoguo, and explain your relationship with Xiaolu, and he should bring you into the palace. Let Xiaolu help you find out."

She is not a person who likes to trouble others. Although she hasn't found anyone in the past few days, she just wants to stay there for a few more days to see if she can meet her.

When walking into the alley, the little boy playing with the slingshot saw her and shouted from a distance, "Big sister, are you here again? Did you find the person you were looking for?"

Yan Xin smiled and said, "I found it."

It is winter, and the Xinyi flower tree has not yet bloomed, and the branches are bare, stretching under the clear blue sky, but there is a different scenery.

The two hadn't left the palace for a long time, and a layer of ashes had fallen in the courtyard. Song Jinglan said warmly, "You two should reminisce in the courtyard first, and I'll go in and clean it up."

Lin Feilu nodded: "Hurry up, my legs hurt."

He said yes with a smile.

Yan Xin watched from the side with a smile on her lips. After Song Jinglan left, she said in a low voice, "He treats you very well. If the lord knows, you should be at ease."

Lin Feilu smiled and rolled his eyes, just as he was about to ask about Lin Ting and Lin Zhanyuan's situation, he saw Yan Xin withdrew his laughter, pulled out the broad knife behind his back, and said sternly, "It's not too late, we'll come now. Let's have a match."

Lin Feilu: "..."

Can't start laughing.

She hugged her arm and acted coquettishly: "I hit you, those rumors are too exaggerated, in fact, I'm just a rookie."

Yan Xin was unmoved: "Since Daxia Ji accepts you as his apprentice, he naturally sees your talent. I believe his vision is correct."

Lin Feilu: "..."

You don't understand the truth of the matter, and I can't explain to you what Green Tea Dafa is.

No way, I can't beat Wu Chi.

Lin Feilu had no choice but to say, "I'm a little tired today, and I didn't bring any weapons. I'll take a rest here today and enter the palace with me tomorrow. How can we compare?"

Yan Xin laughed: "Okay."

So the next day, Lin Feilu happily brought Yan Xin into the palace.

I remember that the last time I was in Dalin, she also took her to visit the palace. That time was like a day trip to the scenic spot, but this time, it seemed like she was taking her sister to visit her home, which was happy and satisfying.

The Palace of the Song Dynasty could not be visited in two or three days. Yan Xin saw her cheerfully introducing various places, and it was not easy to interrupt her interest, so she did not mention the competition.

It was not until three days later that he even visited the toilets of the palace, but he couldn't find a place to visit. Lin Feilu had to bite the bullet and accept Yan Xin's invitation to the competition.

The winter wind swept up the leaves of the bamboo forest. Lin Feilu raised his sword and looked at the red-clothed woman opposite, and his mind began to reverberate, "The wind is cold and easy to water, and the strong man will never return once he is gone."

She's just a rookie who has just started, why do you have to abuse her?

The tenth-ranked character on the hero list, isn't hitting her the same as the king hitting bronze?

Yan Xin waited for a long time, and seeing that she had been standing still, she said solemnly, "Then I will make a move first."

Lin Feilu shouted, "Wait!"

Yan Xin's sword was gone, and he couldn't help but retract it, and shocked himself, "What's wrong?"

Lin Feilu sighed heavily, and said in a very heavy voice, "I have to tell you this secret now."

Yan Xin couldn't help but get nervous: "What secret?"

I saw the girl on the opposite side so fast

He turned around and threw the sword to Song Jinglan, who was standing not far away to watch the battle, and threw a sentence, "Actually, he is the great disciple of Ji Daxia, you should fight him", and then slipped away.

Yan Xin: "..."

Song Jinglan: "..."

The wind in the bamboo forest seemed to be still for a while.

After a long while, Yan Xin burst out laughing, and asked Song Jinglan apologetically, "Did I scare her?"

Song Jinglan also smiled, picked up the sword on the ground, and said warmly, "I'll compare it for her." Yan Xin thought Lin Feilu's words just now were just excuses, but Xiaolu didn't want to compare, so naturally she wouldn't either. Forcing her, seeing Song Jinglan coming with her sword, she nodded friendly: "Okay, let's learn about martial arts, and click until you reach it."

It wasn't until she was handed over, that she was forced to retreat by the sword in the opponent's hand, and there was almost no room for parry, and Yan Xin realized that what Xiaolu said was true.

After a while, Song Jinglan took the sword first, clasped his fists and said, "I accept it."

Yan Xin looked at him intently and said solemnly: "I have seen you before, you are the masked man who assassinated in the restaurant back then."

Song Jinglan raised an eyebrow.

Yan Xin cupped his hands and looked respectful: "Your swordsmanship is much stronger than before. I was still able to fight back then, but now I can't stand it anymore.

Song Jinglan smiled slightly, and asked in a warm voice, "How long is Miss Yanxin going to stay in Lincheng?" Yan Xin was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, she replied, "I came here for the competition, and now I have done it, too. Time to leave."

Song Jinglan's expression was gentle, and she pulled the sword in her hand into a sword flower: "If the girl is willing to stay in the palace for a longer time, I can compete with the girl every day in martial arts and swordsmanship, and how about cultivating your mind and swordsmanship? "

Discussing martial arts with a master is the best way to improve oneself. This kind of opportunity is unpredictable, and Yan Xin couldn't help but smile: "Really?"

Song Jinglan nodded and smiled: "Naturally."

Yan Xin said happily: "Okay, then I'll stay for more time!" She paused and asked, "Do you want me to stay and spend more time with Xiaolu?"

The man in front of him didn't look like the legendary tyrant who murdered with brutal methods.

He smiled lowly, and when he talked about her, even his eyebrows and eyes were gentle: "Yes, she is very happy with you."

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