Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 159: Fall folk songs

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This is also a severe task for Yun Xiao.

You can also train his patience!

"Well, Yun Xiao, you should also go back to the mansion, and train on time tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Yun Xiao lowered his head and answered very neatly.

The master said to train on time, that is, the training will start at 4:30 in the morning tomorrow, and he naturally has to come over.

Although he is training kids now, he has more load on his shoulders.

But Yun Xiao didn't complain at all.

After Yun Xiao left, Yun Tingruo waved his hand: "Yun Lin, in front of Ye Ping and his wife, speak as little as possible."

Yun Lin is a man. Although he pretends to be a woman, he still speaks like a teenager.

That's why Yun Tingruo said that.

"Yun Lin knows."

Yun Lin grabbed his finger and was still moved by the master's reminder.

This shows that the master put him in his heart.

Yun Lin doesn't hate the women's clothing that she hates anymore.

"Okay. The next two hours are free time for you and Dong'er, which are arranged by you."

Although the daily training schedule is full, Yun Tingruo will still make time for Dong'er and Yun Lin to have a separate space.

The killer is a cold weapon in the 21st century.

There is no heart, no blood, only killing.

But in this time and space, Yun Tingruo wants the killer, not ruthlessness. What she wants is judgment, humanity, and love.

When Dong'er heard that the free time was up, she hurriedly pulled out a little quilt and sat on the side to make it.

The little quilt in her hand is not big, it's totally a mini-shape, which Donger made for Xiao Chi.

Whenever Xiao Chi sees Xiao Bai's little bed, he screams enviously.

Dong'er treats Xiao Chi like a baby.

Naturally, I did not hesitate to make mini sheets and mini pillows.

Yun Tingruo couldn't help but sigh as he watched Dong'er earnestly doing needlework!

Who is the miss!

The eyes turned lightly, falling on Xiao Chi who was lying on her stomach in front of Dong'er.

The little guy is very nostalgic for Dong'er, and sticks to him no matter what he does.

Then thought of Xiao Bai who was like an uncle, and shook his head gently.

Fortunately, Xiaobai is not so clingy!

Seeing that Dong'er had something to do with him, Yun Lin wanted to go out and train on his own, but thinking of the master's words, he stopped again.

If I were training in the yard at this time, I was seen by Ye Ping and his wife. I don't know what moths will be produced.

So he held it back and stayed quietly in the room.

In the room, it suddenly became quiet.

The three do their own things!

Yun Tingruo took out a blanket and placed it on the floor in front of the bed.

Take off your shoes and sit on the blanket with your feet circled together.

The back is straight like a cypress, and the two small hands move steadily and slowly.

The whole person slowly relaxes!

Completely ignoring outside sounds.

It's like between the sky and the earth, only Yun Tingruo alone.

Yun Lin had never seen such a posture. His eyes were as wide as a copper bell. He stared blankly at Yun Tingruo sitting on the blanket, making all kinds of strange postures, shocked and shocked in his heart. coexist.

"Dong'er, this is the master."

Yun Lin's tongue is knotted.

Although she was a little slurred, Dong'er could still hear clearly, and she looked strange: "Miss said, this is called yoga."

Yun Lin choked, Yoga, what a strange name.

Looking at the master is like a clay doll.

Yun Lin didn't ask too much. Although he was full of doubts, it would be too disturbing for the master's training to continue to ask.

After a stick of incense, Yun Tingruo opened his eyes and felt the blood flow all over his body, and he was very refreshed from the soles of his feet to the temples.

This yoga is very good for the body. If you keep practicing every day, you will achieve unexpected results in the long run.

So as long as Yunting is free, he will practice yoga.

"Miss, should I practice calligraphy or read a book next?"

Dong'er put down the needlework in her hand, took one side of the veil and handed it to Yun Tingruo to wipe his sweat, and asked softly.

"Read a book." If Yun Ting wanted to but did not answer, he should relax after yoga.

Practicing calligraphy is to practice arms and wrists, it is not easy to practice now!

Yun Lin curiously watched Yun Tingruo lying on the couch!

The master's eyes and expressions are always clean and clear, and there is no way to see that such a little girl has amazing strength.

This is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Dong'er quickly took out the books Yun Tingruo has read frequently recently.

There are more than 30 short stories in the book, with strange stories, love, and myths.

I have nothing to do and watch to pass the time.

Yun Tingruo skillfully turned to one of the pages...

Take one side of the fruit and eat it leisurely.

Really, enjoy it!

"Dong'er, who is the master?"

Yun Lin looked at the master's temperament, not at all like an ordinary person.

Finally gathered up the courage to ask this question that has been bothering him.

"Miss, she."

Faced with the problem baby in front of him, Dong'er's tone was paused.

Thinking for a while, gently waved to Yun Lin: "Let’s go out and talk."

The two left the room lightly.

I came to a garden.

Not far away, pavilions and small pavilions are surrounded by lush greenery.

Sunlight fell from the cracks in the branches, and the leaves were stained with faint green. On the two immature faces, the girl's eyes were sad. ‘

The youth's eyes are full of energy.

"Yun Lin, in fact, Miss's identity is the daughter of Xiangfu."

"Ah..."

Yun Lin was confused by the four words of Xiangfu's daughter.

Always thought he thought that his master was a rich family.

Unexpectedly, Miss is the daughter of the Xiangfu family.

This is behind the famous door!

Yun Lin rubbed his arms subconsciously, but why is the master not in Xiangfu or staying in this village?

"The master is the daughter of Xiangfu, why not in Xiangfu?"

Since Yun Lin asked at the beginning, he naturally had to ask clearly.

"Miss is the fourth lady of Xiangfu."

Seeing Yun Lin stunned, Donger threw another bomb.

"Oh," Yun Lin showed a look of enlightenment, but then he froze.

The first daughter of Xiangfu, the fourth lady of the fool who is famous all over the world.

The master is actually the fourth idiot.

This is impossible.

Facing the sluggish Yun Lin, Dong'er patted him on the shoulder: "It's better to see it!"

Miss was indeed a fool before, but now it is different, Miss is not stupid anymore.

And smart, wise, weird, and indifferent.

There is only a proud temperament all over.

There is no trace of sillyness.

So Donger never mentioned Miss's past.

So her sentence is to show the credibility of the rumor.

Dong'er's words caused Yun Lin to touch his head. He was indeed listening to the rumors.

The streets of Fengguo are singing.

Four women in Xiangfu!

A fool!

Born to be dull!

Low intelligence!

Can't fight back!

You can't retaliate!

Qinqi, calligraphy and painting!

Nothing!

Just drill the dog hole!

Dementia!

This kind of ballad is not just one song, it is sung by children in many ways.

That's why the people knew that the fourth lady of Xiangfu was a fool.