Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf: 105|【105】

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At this time in previous years, Dalin had already started to snow. But Song State is located in the south, although the temperature has dropped, there is little snow. Although it is 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 frequently, but Song Jinglan seems to have developed the habit of going out with her every few days.

He also set up a house outside the palace. It was not too big or gorgeous. It was an ordinary small house. Located in a secluded 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 small purple and pink flowers. There is also a shop selling wine in the back of the alley.

Sometimes the two will stay in the house for a few days. Over time, they will get acquainted with their neighbors. Everyone greets them amicably, without knowing the true identity of this loving couple.

Because I have seen Lin Feilu not go to the main entrance and fly directly to the wall with a sword. The neighbors think this couple are martial arts masters, and they are not surprised at their mysterious trails, sometimes they are very long. In the absence of a period of time, the neighbors will help take care of the house.

Before, Lin Feilu would return to the house to rest after playing the ring. Many people are curious about Ji Liang’s closed disciple. Occasionally, he keeps up with him from a distance. Gradually, everyone also knows the disciple of Ji Daxia. The successor of Jimo swordsmanship lives in that Xinyi Lane.

As the New Year is approaching, the various political affairs of the DPRK and the Central Government have reached the stage of finalizing their reports. Without Song Jinglan's company, Lin Feilu is reluctant to go out to play alone, so he hasn't been out of the palace for half a month recently.

Having been waiting for Song Jinglan to finish his political affairs, taking advantage of the fine weather today, the two talented people put on regular clothes again, ready to go out of the palace to visit the temple fair at the end of the year.

It's not yet Chinese New Year, but the New Year outside the palace is full.

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

Lin Feilu was worried that so many people would squeeze in. She also loves to watch the freshness. If she doesn’t pay attention, she will get separated from Song Jinglan. They went to Yuelao Temple and asked for a red string, and everyone else tied it. The wish bag was tied to the tree, but they tied their wrists with a red thread.

The red thread was wrapped around the bright wrists for a few times, and it was not loose or tight, and you could sense each other's existence by pulling it gently.

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

Song Jinglan smiled and pulled back, and she pulled back again, you came and I pulled back and forth, like two naive ghosts, the bean cake vendors next to them couldn’t stand it anymore: Please don’t block my business, please? I have to work hard to make money and marry a wife!"

Lin Feilu has my rich temperament: "Let me contribute to your marrying wife! Here are ten bean cakes!"

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

Lin Feilu took out the purse while the hawker was celebrating: "You can also take it back to Tiandong and the others for a taste."

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

Lin Feilu loves lively, stop and take a look at everything, want to taste everything. After eating, Song Jinglan smiled and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

A lion dance was performed in the open space of the square. Lin Feilu also squeezed in while eating snacks, watching with gusto, but seeing a familiar figure flashing across the crowd on the opposite side. But there were too many people, and when she took a closer look, they disappeared.

Song Jinglan saw her feet on her feet and looked down, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

She wrinkled her nose: "I seem to see Yanxin, but I should be wrong."

That's what I said. With this episode, she started to pay attention to it when she went shopping later. The back figure in red that I just saw in the crowd is indeed somewhat similar to Yan Xin, although the probability that she will come here at this time is only 0.1%, but Lin Feilu is still holding a little easter egg I found my mood while strolling around.

The temple fair is not only a lot of juggling, but also a lot of food. Spring and summer Songyu and the others have not been out of the palace several times in their lives. Every time she encounters something delicious and fun outside the palace, she will buy more and take it back to give them a taste.

The hawker in front pushed a cart of gourds. The gourds were filled with home-brewed rice wine. Lin Feilu tasted two sips and found it to be quite delicious. He enthusiastically asked the hawker to come five more gourds and string them together. Convenient for her to take.

I was watching the hawker skewered gourds with string, and the vendor selling marshmallows next to him suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Brother, I want a bunch of marshmallows."

Before Lin Feilu's brain reacted, his head had already turned away.

The chivalrous woman in a red dress and a wide knife was taking a big marshmallow from the vendor. Although her expression was indifferent, her eyes filled with a little smile.

Lin Feilu screamed: "Inkstone!"

Yan Xin was lowering her head and biting on the marshmallows. She almost fell out of fright by the scream. She turned her head in astonishment, Lin Feilu had already taken a few steps and rushed to her side, grabbing her wrist and jumping on the spot excitedly: "Sister Yanxin, why did you come to the city? When did you come? ! Is my brother here?"

Yan finally reacted in his heart, and his indifferent face also showed surprise, "Little deer, long time no see, I have been here for a few days, I am the only one, the prince did not come."

Lin Feilu was excited and didn't know what to say, then 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 hadn't seen him, but seeing that the two were intimate, she also guessed his identity, and bowed her hand as a salute. Song Jinglan stretched out her hand to help, and said with a smile: "Girl Yanxin, I've heard of my name for a long time."

Lin Feilu didn't expect that there would be such a great harvest when he went out of the palace today, and he didn't want to go to the temple fair. There were so many people here, not a place to talk, so the three of them walked out.

When the noise went away behind her, she took Yanxin's arm and asked happily: "Sister Yanxin, why are you here? Are you here to see me?"

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

Lin Feilu was not surprised.

This is Wu Chi Yanxin.

She smiled and asked: "I don't know who is a great person who is worthy of you running so far to compete?"

Yanxin's tone is full of yearning: "Recently, there have been rumors that Ji Liangji's direct disciple appeared in the city. Do you remember the Jimo sword technique handed over by the Lu family back then? It is the girl's inheritance now. This peerless swordsmanship is really a hero of my generation. I am here this time just to challenge her."

Lin Feilu: "…………?????"

The smile gradually stiffened.

After Yanxin finished speaking, she turned her head and asked her seriously: "I heard that the girl lives in Xinyi Alley in Lincheng. I have been searching in the alley for several days, but she has not been seen, you Have you heard about her?"

Lin Feilu: "............ I have indeed heard it."

Yan Xin's face was happy: "Then do you know where she is now?"

Lin Feilu: "Just in front of you."

Inkstone: "?"

Lin Feilu: "…………"

Shame and embarrassment.

Yan Xin looked at her for a long time, and confirmed that she had not heard it wrong, the blankness on her face gradually turned into shock, and he hesitated: "Little deer...you..."

Lin Feilu has a heavy tone: "Yes, yes, the legendary hero of your generation is me."

On the way back to Xinyi Lane, Lin Feilu talked about why he would go to the ring to learn how to learn swordsmanship from his teacher Ji Liang. Yan Xin finally knew the ins and outs of the matter, and suddenly laughed and laughed.

She has been looking for someone for so long, but she didn't expect it to be someone she knew.

When she heard the news and decided to come to the city to find someone, Lin Ting also asked her: "If you can’t find anyone, you can go to the National Uncle’s Mansion to meet Song Guoguo’s Uncle Rongheng, and he will bring you in. Gong, let Xiaolu help you inquire at that time."

She is not a person who loves to trouble others. Although she has not found anyone in the past few days, she just wants to squat for a few more days to see if she can meet her.

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

Yanxin smiled and said, "I found it."

It is winter, the Xinyi flower tree has not yet bloomed, and the branches are bare, stretching out under the clear blue sky, but it has a unique view.

The two haven't left the palace for a long time, and a layer of dust has fallen in the courtyard. Song Jinglan said in a warm voice: "You first renew the old in the courtyard, I will go in and clean it."

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

He smiled and said yes.

Yanxin watched from the side, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but smile. When Song Jinglan left, she whispered: "He treats you very well, if the prince knows, please feel at ease."

Lin Feilu smiled and bent his eyes, just about to ask about Lin Ting and Lin Zhanyuan's situation, when Yan Xin smiled, he pulled out the wide knife behind his back, and said with a serious face: "It should not be too late, we Let’s compare it now."

Lin Feilu: "…………"

Starting to laugh.

She hugged her arm and acted like a baby: "I've beaten you. Those rumors are too exaggerated. In fact, I'm just a little kid."

Inkstone is unmoved: "Since Daxia Ji accepts you as a disciple, he naturally appreciates your talent. I believe his vision is not wrong."

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, but Wu Chi.

Lin Feilu had no choice but to say: "I am a little tired today, and I don't have any weapons. When I rest here for one night today, and tomorrow you enter the palace with me, how can we compare?"

Yan Xin laughed: "Okay."

So on the second day, Lin Feilu happily entered the palace with an inkstone heart.

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

There is no time to visit the Song State Palace in two or three days. Yan Xin saw her happily introducing various places, and it was not easy to interrupt her interest, so he did not mention the competition.

Until three days later, even the palace toilets were visited, and there was really no place to visit. Lin Feilu had to bite the bullet and accept the invitation of Yanxin's contest.

The winter wind rolled up the fallen leaves of the bamboo forest. Lin Feilu held a sword and looked at the heroine in red on the opposite side. His mind began to reverberate, "The wind is depressed and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return."

She is just a little newbie who just started, why do you want to abuse her?

The tenth-ranked figure on the hero list, isn't it the same as beating bronze by the king?

Yan Xin waited for a long time. Seeing that she had been standing still, she said in a deep voice: "Then I will move first."

Lin Feilu shouted: "Wait!"

The Yanxin sword was gone, and I couldn't help but take it back, and shook myself, "What's wrong?"

Lin Feilu sighed heavily, and said very gravely: "Now that I have to tell you this secret."

Yan Xin couldn't help getting nervous: "What's the secret?"

I saw the **** the opposite side quickly turned around and threw the sword to Song Jinglan, who was standing not far away watching the battle, and dropped the sentence "In fact, he is the eldest disciple of Daxia Ji, please fight with him", and then she gave birth. The wind slipped.

Yan Xin: "…………"

Song Jinglan: "..."

The wind in the bamboo forest seems to have stopped for a while.

After a long while, Yan burst into laughter, and asked Song Jinglan apologetically: "Did I scare her?"

Song Jinglan also laughed, picked up the sword on the ground, and said warmly: "I'll compare it for her."

Yan Xin thought that Lin Feilu’s words just now were just excuses, but Xiaolu was unwilling to compare it, and she naturally wouldn’t force her. Seeing Song Jinglan approaching with a sword, she nodded friendly: "Okay, learn martial arts. , Click to end."

Until the hand, she was forced to retreat again and again by the sword in the opponent's hand, and there was almost no room for parry, and Yan Xin knew that what Xiaolu said was true.

After a while, it was Song Jinglan who took the sword first, clasped his fist and said, "Accepting."

Yan stared at him intently, and said solemnly: "I have seen you. You are the masked man who was assassinated in the restaurant."

Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows.

Inkstone bowed his hands and looked respectfully: "Your swordsmanship is much better than before. Back then, I still had the power to fight, but now I can't fight it. It's my eyesight."

Song Jinglan smiled and asked softly, "How long does Yanxin Girl plan to stay in Lincheng?"

Yan was taken aback, and after thinking about it, he replied: "I'm here this time for the competition. Now that I have already compared it, it's time to leave."

Song Jinglan had a gentle expression, and pulled the sword in her hand. "If the girl is willing to spend more time in the palace, I can compete with the girl every day, and cultivate your heart and sword skills. , How?"

Talking about martial arts with a master can best improve oneself. This kind of opportunity can not be found, and Yan Xin couldn't help but smile: "Really?"

Song Jinglan nodded and smiled: "Nature."

Yan said with joy: "Okay, then I'll stay more time!" She paused and couldn't help asking: "Do you want me to stay with the deer more?"

The man in front of him is nothing like the ruthless tyrant in the legend.

He smiled, and when he spoke of her, his eyebrows were gentle: "Yes, she is very happy with you."