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The Zenith Light Sword Zhao Jiannan tidied up the flowers and rushed back to the famous hall without stopping. There was still a bit of time before his lover, Yang Xidie, would get up and wash up. He hoped that she would be able to see his heart every morning.

Every morning, Fang Qianqian would meticulously prune the fresh flowers with her slender hands before inserting them into the porcelain bottles that were as white as jade, causing the flowers to blossom with extreme beauty and brilliance. At this moment, her mood would also obtain the greatest satisfaction and joy. At that moment, her smile was the most beautiful scenery in his heart. It had been a tacit agreement between them over the years.

As he passed through the corridors of the courtyard, he was stopped by a graceful figure. The meticulously decorated appearance was like a smile in the spring breeze. The famed young miss Hong Lingyu looked at him with a soul-stirring smile, and said with a smile: "Little Zhao, you're early today! Such beautiful flowers! "

As he spoke, he took the bright and glistening peony from Zhao Jiannan's hand and held it in his palm, admiring it as it bloomed. There really was no woman in this world who didn't like flowers. That exceptionally bright and enchanting redness was like a ball of fire that was burning in front of their eyes; it was extremely beautiful. Her head bent slightly, and her nose sniffed the faint fragrance of the flowers, intoxicated for a moment. Laughing softly, he said, "The peony demon in front of the court has no status. I really like this flower. Is it for me? "

Zhao Jiannan hesitated for a moment as his heart stirred. Just as he was about to refuse, he saw a person behind her shaking his head at him. As long as Miss Hong likes it! " It was precisely the Yang Love Butterfly that happened to pass by at an unknown time.

Hong Lingyu smiled with satisfaction. She was already an absolute beauty in this world, and now that she was here, her beauty was shocking. Zhao Jiannan's pupils constricted and he immediately lowered his eyes. He did not want to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings, so as to calm his emotions. If a woman is too beautiful, it may be a sin for a man. He could only watch from the side.

Hong Lingyu's gaze moved away from the peony and caught sight of Zhao Jiannan's expression which was as calm as water. Like a cat scratching its head, she jokingly said: "Little Zhao, what are you doing with your head lowered? I haven't thanked you yet. "

Zhao Jiannan quickly glanced at her, then shifted his gaze away and said indifferently, "Miss Hong, you are being too serious. There is no need to thank me for what I have done. If there is nothing else, this subordinate will take his leave first. "

Hong Lingyu's willow leaf eyebrows slightly twitched and she said somewhat unhappily: "Little Zhao, I'm hungry, accompany me to breakfast!"

When Zhao Jiannan saw Yang Xianzi already in front of him, he greeted Hong Lingyu with a smile and nodded helplessly in agreement. The two girls walked towards the pavilion slowly, chatting and laughing, hand in hand.

As for Zhao Jiannan, he would of course send his men down to prepare breakfast. He looked at the two girls talking and laughing, but couldn't bring himself to interrupt. He felt his scalp tingling, but he couldn't say anything. He could only obediently stay by their side. Men were usually simpler. For example, he wholeheartedly focused on practicing his swordsmanship, so he usually didn't have to stay in the Martial Arts Practice Hall. Sometimes, he would give a few pointers to the disciples below to improve their martial arts.

Girls had a wide range of interests. It was a famous tourist attraction. As long as you had never been there before, you would always enjoy it and would love to be there in person. Of course, he was also very interested in delicious and fun things, so he never stopped talking about them. Women are the same. If you don't believe me, you can ask your friends.

Zhao Jiannan felt drowsy listening from the side, but he could not help but raise his spirit to accompany him. Looking at the two lively young mistresses by her side, she fell into a trance. In front of outsiders, they were truly gentle, dignified, and demure. They were beautiful and moving, like fairies that didn't care for the world. However, in front of him, it was a lively conversation. All kinds of strange and romantic stories were told, and it was no different from an ordinary woman's story.

There was no helping it, they had been so familiar with each other for so many years now, there was no need to dress like this in front of outsiders. There are also benefits to being familiar with it, at least it doesn't treat you as an outsider. Of course, you can't leave even if you want to, unless you don't like women and have no intention of marrying them. Then stay where you are until they have a good time.

Zhao Jiannan did not seem to realize what she had said and maintained his faint smile. In fact, his attention had already shifted to the bamboo leaves beside him. He counted the leaves and played with them. One by one, three or four pieces flew into the flower bush, and he couldn't see them.

"Guard Zhao, Guard Yang, you are all here." Young Master Hong has something to discuss with me. I'll have to invite you guys to the study room. " At this time, a famous disciple ran in from the door and said to them.

Hearing this, Zhao Jiannan was startled and agreed, "Alright, we'll be there in a while." The disciple hastily left after passing down the message.

Zhao Jiannan's sword-like eyebrows twitched. He felt a little uneasy, as if something big was about to happen. People who practiced martial arts had to be calm, and they had to be even more calm in the face of major matters. Today, however, it was rather abnormal, so why was it that he couldn't calm down?

Seeing this scene, Hong Lingyu said with a smile, "Since all of you have matters to attend to, go and busy yourselves."

Zhao Jiannan and Yang Xiandie looked at each other for a moment. Then, they got up and bid their farewells, walking towards Hong Jingtao's study together.

At this time, Hong Lingyu, who was behind them, stared at the figure that stood tall like a tree. Her mind was in a trance when she suddenly called out to him urgently. "Zhao Jiannan!"

Zhao Jiannan paused for a moment before he suddenly turned around. He looked at her with suspicion and asked, "Miss Hong, is there anything else?"

Hong Lingyu suddenly felt like she wanted to cry, as if something precious had flowed away from her, causing her heart to ache. But how could he say that feeling? He wanted to say something but hesitated, then said, "It's nothing, thank you for the flower. I like it! "

Zhao Jiannan looked at her peculiar expression and smiled humbly. He waved at her and said, "It's good that you like it. "I'll be leaving first."

Hong Lingyu waved at them and watched them leave. Actually, she had already heard the news a long time ago. His brother, Hong Jingtao, had recently been preparing for his trip to Yangzhou. It was just that she didn't expect it to be today. Women were naturally sensitive. She had a premonition that something extraordinary was going to happen on this trip to Yangzhou. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so urgent. Ever since Zhao Jiannan came back, she felt that he had changed a little. He was still the same person, but his mind was a little preoccupied. And saw his smile less and less, especially when facing her.

In her hands was a bunch of bright and glistening peony flowers. She was lost in thought while holding them in her hands. When she looked up again, she saw that they had already walked far away, and she could no longer see them.

On the way, Zhao Jiannan looked left and right before saying, "That flower was prepared for you just now."

Yang Xidie didn't look at him and said calmly, "Yes." His voice was so soft that it could not be heard, but it struck a deep chord in Zhao Jiannan's heart.

Zhao Jiannan could not figure out what she was thinking at the moment and thought for a moment. He suddenly reached out and tightly held her hand, not wanting to let go.

Yang Xidie suddenly stopped and looked at his hand with cold eyes. She said coldly, "Let go!"

Zhao Jiannan looked deeply into her eyes. The other party's brows were deeply furrowed, and he did not put on any makeup. He was still as captivating as before. He was momentarily intoxicated. He held the other party's hand tightly and firmly said, "I don't want to let go!"

Yang Xidie looked at him coldly, looking at the deep affection in his eyes. There was a hot flame there. She was also influenced by her mood, but she couldn't express it. She avoided that burning gaze, coughed lightly, and said, "Someone's coming!"

Zhao Jiannan was startled upon hearing this. He secretly glanced to the side, afraid that others would notice and act cautiously. Suddenly, her hands were empty, and she took the opportunity to retract her hand, allowing him to grab empty air.

When he clearly saw everything around him, where did he come from? Knowing that he had been duped, he scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry before rushing over to grab his opponent's hand.

However, Yang Xidie seemed to have sensed his presence a long time ago. She quickly took two steps away from his grasp, shrank her body into her waist, and said angrily, "Go away! "Scoundrel!"