Dawei Fanghua

The rain is falling and the wind is still blowing, but the violent storms have stopped long ago and the wind and rain are very small.After the maid put down the lamp and went down, Qin Liang and Wang Lingjun faced each other and knelt down beside the tables in front of the window. He had to listen carefully to hear the "whistle" of the small wind passing through the treetops.

The rhythm is very slow. If you discern it carefully, you can feel that the wind sound is not uniform. The intervals are long and short, but it can give people a calm and unhurried feeling.Qin Liang also wanted to have this mentality, but things seemed a bit troublesome.

Qin Liang was thinking about how the whole thing happened, but his thoughts were still a little confused. All he could think of were the details that suddenly appeared, like a bunch of messed up photos.

He looked out the window and saw the building where Wang Lingjun's bedroom was. He found that there was a slightly lower attic above the bedroom, which meant that the bedroom would not leak at all.Then his mind flashed to the drops of water dripping from the corners of the cloth cushion.

Logically speaking, Qin Liang was drunk. If the other party resisted to the death, it would be almost impossible for him to accomplish anything.But maybe Hyun Ji is afraid that shouting or struggling too loudly will attract others’ attention?At that time, a disheveled man and a woman were alone on the same bed. It was true that even if they didn't do anything, they couldn't explain it.

Unless you fall asleep when you are drunk, even if you forget some things when you wake up, you are conscious at the time and of course you know what you are doing.Qin Liang is no exception, but the senses of the five senses will be greatly attenuated and errors will occur, such as being unable to distinguish the height of the ground, walking one foot deeper and one foot shallower, seeing people and objects with blurry double images, and hearing sounds also distorted.

Qin Liang still remembered Wang Xuanji saying two short words before, something like "go away", her voice was small and deep. He seemed to feel something was wrong at the time, but his hearing when drunk was really attenuated and distorted. She The words were too short, only a few words of three or two words.And that was Wang Lingjun's couch. How did he know that someone else would be sleeping on the couch in the boudoir?So from the beginning, I identified that person as Wang Lingjun.

After drinking, he becomes very courageous and lacks thinking when doing things. Qin Liang is indeed careless.

While he was thinking wildly, he heard Wang Lingjun's voice on the other side: "Listen to my father, you are both civilized and martial, so let's try our swordsmanship."

How can Qin Liang have any intention to demonstrate any sword skills at the moment?But Wang Lingjun couldn't help but push himself up from the ground, walked to the cabinet by the wall, took out two swords, and threw one of the swords with a scabbard to Qin Liang.

Qin Liang reached out to catch it, pulled out a piece with a "Cheng" sound, and praised: "A good sword. But it is very dangerous to compete with such a sharp sword without protective gear."

Is this bride mad?

"What, you don't dare?" Wang Lingjun looked at him provocatively.

Qin Liang could only say: "Then I will practice a few moves with you."

The two came to the middle of the floor. Qin Liang braced himself, holding the sword in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand.Wang Lingjun, on the other hand, cut off the hem of her long skirt with a sword, and tore off a piece with a "crash" sound. He immediately used his sword move and walked lightly.

Sure enough, Qin Liang was right. Wang Lingjun had indeed practiced martial arts, and he didn't practice it casually.Her two uncles are both fierce warriors and proficient in martial arts. Although her grandfather Wang Ling is older, he is probably an expert as he can lead troops all year round.

Wang Lingjun used a complete set of sword moves, and his skills were very solid, with almost no flaws between offense and defense.Qin Liang kept retreating, avoiding his sharp edge, and occasionally extending his sword length to disrupt Wang Lingjun's routine with a "dang" sound, keeping his distance.

Qin Liang doesn't know as many sword moves as Wang Lingjun, but he is a talented player who relies on his unbeatable speed in martial arts.When I was in Pingyuan County, I mainly practiced fighting with my eldest brother, so I should have more actual fighting experience than Wang Lingjun.But Qin Liang has been avoiding her, otherwise the real sword attack will almost definitely win or lose within a few moves.

And as Qin Liang said just now, such a battle is very dangerous and can be injured in just a few seconds, so he has been keeping a distance and trying to avoid attacks; after all, no matter who is injured, it is not something he wants to see. .When the two of them occasionally came into contact, they stretched out their hands and kept testing, otherwise they would not be able to attack the other party from a distance.

The sword in Wang Lingjun's hand was constantly moving, and the movements of thrusting, picking, smearing, and teasing were coordinated in a complete sequence, and the steps under his feet were also changing, and he kept approaching.Qin Liang, on the other hand, seemed a bit clumsy, almost always retreating on horseback, and occasionally making a move to destroy the attack route from a distance, but every move was useful, unlike Wang Lingjun's movements, which were mostly graceful and performative moves.Of course, those sword moves may have also played a defensive role in blocking multiple paths.

Qin Liang finally retreated to the corner, and suddenly a sword approached his face. He hurriedly blocked it with his scabbard and dodged. Fortunately, he had the scabbard.In desperation, he blurted out: "Holy shit!"

He had discovered that there was a pillar not far away, and there was more than one pillar on this building. He immediately ran to the pillar and used King Qin's Column Circle.His movements seemed monotonous, but he was actually very fast, running out of the route between several pillars.

She saw Wang Lingjun's skirts fluttering, the material sliding smoothly between the pillars, and her body light and agile. She looked good, but she just couldn't catch up with Qin Liang.

Moreover, she had been using a sword in her hand and her footwork was very complicated. It looked light, but in fact it was very energy-consuming.Qin Liang didn't have as many tricks as she did, and he tried to save his energy as much as possible, but after struggling like this for a long time, he started to sweat and his breathing gradually became heavier.It can be seen that the physical strength of this bride is really extraordinary.

"Do you want to fight?" Wang Lingjun finally got angry because of the kite.

"Watch it." Qin Liang said and walked around the pillar.Wang Lingjun hurriedly swung the sword, but she had consumed too much energy just now, and finally she couldn't keep up with the speed, and the routine was ruined. There was a momentary gap on the upper side.Qin Liang was very fast. With one thrust and one thrust, the sword edge swung past her hair.

Wang Lingjun watched a strand of hair slowly drifting in the air. He was stunned for a moment, and finally put away his sword and said, "No more fighting."

Qin Liang wiped the sweat with his sleeve, glanced at the shining real sword in his hand, and blurted out: "It's really exciting." The two came back to the table again. Qin Liang sat down cross-legged and took a few deep breaths. , breathing heavily.Wang Lingjun's chest was heaving and he was panting, but he still knelt down opposite him dignifiedly.

After some strenuous activity, the amount of phenolphthalein in the body began to increase, and indeed the emotional atmosphere was not as depressing as before.Qin Liang exhaled and said: "My eldest brother and I use wooden swords and put rattan protective gear on our faces. We are so impulsive when we practice like this tonight. If I don't keep avoiding it, I will meet you in a snap." Blood."

Moreover, Qin Liang moves very quickly, otherwise he would be more vulnerable to injury.

Wang Lingjun suddenly said: "My husband is really a calm person, and he can think of the consequences of whatever he does. I am too frivolous."

"I understand." Qin Liang sighed. After a while, he finally said with emotion, "I'm sorry."

Not only did he feel sorry for Wang Lingjun, but also for Xuan Ji, whose innocence was ruined.

Sure enough, Wang Lingjun said: "You are not too sorry for me. The most pitiful thing is my aunt. I don't know what to do now."

Qin Liang said nothing, and there was nothing he could do.

Wang Lingjun said: "The two maids I brought with me cannot let them never have the opportunity to meet men in their lives. You can have them, but you should not touch my aunt."

"I don't want to either." Qin Liang said.

Wang Lingjun's voice said again: "First of all, the lights inside were turned off, otherwise you could see the bruises on my body. She has always been a pitiful person."

Qin Liang blurted out and asked: "Who did it?"

Wang Lingjun did not answer.

Qin Liang couldn't help but continue to ask: "Why is she on your bed?"

Wang Lingjun frowned and asked, "Didn't you go home?"

Qin Liang said: "I got home in the morning. Later, I thought that Qing's two uncles were going south, so I invited them to drink. After they drank too much, I asked them to send them back."

Wang Lingjun was stunned for a while and said: "Gu Chang is always on my couch. Very few people come to my yard. Only Gu Chang comes to talk. She used to come here every day."

She paused and then said: "It's still early after dinner. I'm copying scriptures here. I thought the courtyard outside was noisy, so I came over to sit there. Later, she felt bored, so she said she would go downstairs to the bedroom to rest and wait outside in the courtyard. When the singing and dancing music subsided, she went back."

Wang Lingjun continued: "She may have fallen asleep accidentally while resting."

Qin Liang thought for a moment and asked, "Who helped me in? I don't know that person."

"Wang Lingjun said: "This time we returned to the attic, we didn't just bring Mo Xie with us, Mo Xie was always in the attic.It must be that the uncle randomly summoned a maid from the Wang family, and there were people taking turns to be on duty at the gatehouse before nightfall.My boudoir is in this courtyard, and my uncles never come in. "

Qin Liang asked again: "What time was it then?"

Wang Lingjun glanced out the window, thought for a while and said, "I'm not sure. If the clouds were not so thick, it might not have been dark yet when she went down to the attic."

The two were silent for a long time, and Wang Lingjun suddenly said in a bad tone: "She has a very beautiful figure."

Qin Liang said hurriedly: "The room was pitch black and I didn't see anything."

The attic became quiet again. After a while, the faint sound of wind caught Qin Liang's attention again.He felt as if he had been in a dream, and he didn't know what he had done all night.