He suddenly held my hand and said, "Little sister, what's your name? I don't know yet."

I hurriedly took out my hand and lowered my head. The man and woman were not kissing each other, and I fiddled with the hem of my skirt: "My name is Liu Zixin." I cursed in my heart that I actually enjoyed the feeling of being held just now. His hand was very generous. The moment I was grabbed by him, I felt

It was as if I was in a dream.

He didn't seem to care at all. Maybe men are so generous and informal. He asked me happily.

"It turns out to be sister Xin'er. My name is Zhang Mingyin. I am the eldest son of the General's Mansion. The General's Mansion has always been a single generation. This young man is so polite." His funny actions seemed particularly funny. I burst into laughter. It turned out that

He doesn't keep a straight face every day. Everyone has a different side.

"Sister Xin'er, you look so pretty when you smile, why don't you smile more often?" I quickly stopped smiling, after all, I was a little embarrassed. But I rarely smiled, and there weren't many things that made me laugh in my childhood.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, he asked me, "Have you ever seen anyone else dance with a sword?"

I shook my head. I saw him smile calmly. He pulled out a sword from behind. I never noticed that he had been carrying the sword. The sword energy touched my heart for an instant, and the cold light shone. Even though he was dozens of steps away, he could still

I felt his domineering power when he drew his sword. When he danced with the sword, the fallen leaves danced wildly, dust flew up, and when he turned around and stabbed the sword. It was all so shocking. It turned out that his martial arts was so good. It was unbelievable, he was not yet an adult.

The weather was particularly good that day. I sat quietly by the flower while he was sweating profusely while dancing his sword under the tree. He watched for a long time before he stopped. After finishing, he wiped the sweat with his sleeves and took a deep breath. The wind blew by.

The tips of his hair were soaked with sweat.

"It's so beautiful. Mr. Zhang, your swordsmanship is really amazing." I admired it sincerely.

"Don't call me so unfamiliar. From now on, you can call me Brother Yin." I nodded obediently. Brother Yin, I suddenly remembered that my cousin used to call him this way, but it was a pity that he passed away due to a serious illness.

Go, otherwise we should get engaged now. My thoughts suddenly drifted to a far away place. If my cousin were here, he would protect me like this.

Seeing that I was lost in thought, he gently called my name. I quickly turned around.

"Do you do this every day?"

"Yes, my father has been training me like this every day since I can remember."

"Are you tired?" I seemed to see him training so hard every day. He practiced in the summer and in the winter. He never stopped.

"I don't feel tired anymore. Because my father said that I will inherit his career and defend the country. I don't feel tired at all for my ideals. I just get used to it. If a person has a dream in his heart, he will not feel tired. He will

You feel more and more motivated and work harder, don’t you?”

I nodded, yes, if you have motivation to do things, you won't feel tired or tired.
Chapter completed!