August 12, 23rd year of Zhaohua.

early morning.

The morning glow fills the sky.

Huaxi Villa main courtyard.

The swallows under the eaves on the first floor of the West Building have already left their nests. The swallow couple has raised their four children. Today, they seem to teach them the skills to find food on their own.

They did not fly far or high, just in Amu's sight.

Li Chenan took Amu back to Huaxi Villa last night, and sat outside the newly built pavilion early in the morning.

Amu said that he wanted to bask in the sun.

In fact, it is by the lotus pond outside this pavilion that he will not block the sight of these swallows.

After Sun Tuozi's healing in the past few days, Amu's life was steadily recovered, but he lost too much blood. His face was still a little pale, but his spirit was obviously much better than before.

Sun Tuozi said that he originally thought that Amu would probably take half a year to fully recover, but now he is probably about three months away.

Three months are not long for Li Chenan, but for Amu, he felt it was very long.

Especially when there was a heavy rain that night.

After that rain, Zhongli Ruoyu should have handed over the song "Suka Chang" to Qi Zhishan.

It has been seven days since the rain.

Seven days...

I think Miss Ruoyu has achieved her wish.

I should bless her!

That is her best destination!

Amu turned his head to the lotus pond with the swallows in the sky.

The petals of the broken lotus flower are gone.

They should be in the lotus pond.

But they did not leave any trace.

I guess no one except myself knew that there was a lotus that was about to bloom in this lotus pond.

Just like these little swallows, they will go further south in a few days, and what remains under this roof is an empty nest that no one pays attention to.

Few people know that they have been here, were born here, and then left here.

So, this is empty.

Yanzi will come back next year, but I don’t know if this Yan Nest will be replaced with a new owner.

Amu let go and buried the residual thoughts deeply in his heart.

It was a lonely lake.

No more ripple...

There is only a beautiful lotus standing tall and graceful.

Bloom for him alone.

He reached out and held the knife that was standing next to the chair.

From this moment on, there was only a knife in his heart!

A smile appeared on his knife-like face, but no one saw it.

He withdrew his gaze and his face turned like before.

He went to the courtyard where Li Chenan was practicing swordsmanship.

He was quite surprised at the sword. He knew it was the Bu Er sword, because when he met Mrs. Fan, he also saw the exact same sword used by Zhongli Ruohua.

That is the sword of the building of the Wu Kingdom’s sword-shaving tower!

There was actually a... Li Chenan's disorganized sword dancing on his body, Amu shook his head, feeling that such a good sword had been wasted.

Li Chenan had already put away his sword. He stood in the courtyard in Amu's sight, calmed down for a moment, and threw out the flying knife in his hand.

He was practicing his flying knife tirelessly, which made Amu frown slightly between his eyebrows, because Li Chenan's flying knife was much better than his sword technique.

Zhongli Ruoshui walked out of the east building, and she stood in the yard, practicing flying knife with a smile on her lips. She didn't think Li Chen's power was, but she just felt that she could see Li Chen'an when she woke up and felt for no reason.

When the sun rose out of the sky, Li Chenan picked up all the flying knives again.

He stood in front of the target he drew carefully, and he felt joy in his heart. Most of them were at the bull's eye, which was a little higher than before.

He went to the well at the corner of the yard to wash, turned around and walked towards Zhongli Ruoshui, and then took Zhongli Ruoshui's hand to Amu.

"Your hidden weapon is good."

"But the master asked me to practice swordsmanship."

Amu glanced at Li Chenan, "If Senior Wu's Buer Sword is well practiced, of course it would be better, but... you are really not suitable for practicing swords."

Amu didn't know how to be tactful, and his character was the same as his knife.

Li Chenan raised his eyebrows and didn't care. He picked up Amu, held it in the pavilion, and placed it on a stool.

"Actually, I'm not suitable for practicing martial arts."

Amu nodded straightforwardly, "Come on, you have a much late time in practicing martial arts, so just think of strengthening your body."

After saying this, he added: "I am the case of murder!"

Li Chenan likes such brothers.

"In the future, you will be indispensable to killing people, so your current task is to recover as soon as possible."

"There are three days left in Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will accompany you to the literary world!"

The literary world is one of the eight famous attractions in Yujing City.

It is opposite Tai Academy and next to Wenchang Temple.

Li Chenan hasn't gone out these days, so of course he hasn't been there yet, but he heard from Zhongli Ruoshui.

It was the place where Ningguo's palace examinations were held every three years, and it was also the place where Ningguo's top scorer, second place, and Tanhua's reputation was left for three hundred years.

In addition, that place was also the place where literati and poets from Ningguo stayed in the ink.

Therefore, it is the holy land in the hearts of all students in Ningguo!

Li Chenan cooked a pot of tea and shook his head: "You need to rest for three months!"

"No, after drinking your wine, I can't live without your wine, so you can't die!"

It’s so unlucky to say that death is too early in the morning!

Li Chenan glanced at Amu, but Amu looked extremely serious.

"With Uncle An here, can you beat Uncle An?"

Amu shook his head.

"Isn't that all, I still have enough alcohol. You, just take care of your injuries! In the future... accompany me to kill someone!"

Amu turned his head toward the lotus pond, and after a while he spit out a word: "Okay!"

Li Chenan asked Zhongli Ruoshui and then asked: "Who did that happen on the night of the fifth day of the lunar month? Is there any news?"

This refers to the fact that the four industries of Jitai in Shanggong Hall, Kaiyuan Hall, Chenxiang Tower, and Jubao Pavilion were all given to everyone.

Li Chenan thought it was Li Jingsi who did it, so he asked Zhongli Ruoshui to ask the handsome father-in-law, but Zhongli Ruoshui shook his head: "It's not Li Jingsi."

Li Chenan was stunned and thought to himself that Kyoto dared to fight against Ji Cheng so boldly, who else could there be?

"Grandma said it was probably Mr. Changsun."

"Jinghong, the Changsun of the Imperial City Department?"

"Um."

Li Chen'an frowned slightly, "Ji Tai didn't fight back?"

"Maybe the emperor has returned to the palace. Although Ji Tai is the prime minister, Mr. Changsun has been the emperor's teacher after all... Besides, Ji Tai's Yulong Club is probably not a match for the Imperial City Department. He dare not blatantly attack the King of Hell Hall in the Imperial City Department."

Li Chenan couldn't understand the meaning of Changsun Jinghong doing this.

Just to warn Ji Tai?

This can only make Ji Tai more alert and put more effort into improving the strength of the Yulong Society.

If he really wants to suppress Ji Tai, he can launch an attack on the headquarters of the Yulong Association and eliminate the Yulong Association in one fell swoop... He would rather have a better job of breaking up with Ji Tai.

When Li Chenan thought so, under the crooked tree under the black building of the Imperial City, Changsun Hongyi also asked her grandfather:

"It's better to destroy the headquarters of the Yulong Association in one fell swoop!"

Changsun Jinghong smiled slightly.
To be continued...