The rain was falling and the wind was still blowing, but the violent storms had stopped long ago and the wind and rain were very light. After the maid put down the lamp and went down, Qin Liang and Wang Lingjun faced each other and knelt down by the table in front of the window. He wanted to listen attentively.
Only then can you clearly hear the "whistle" sound of the small wind passing through the treetops.
The rhythm is very slow. If you discern it carefully, you can feel that the sound of the wind is not uniform, and the intervals are long and short, but it can give people a calm and unhurried feeling. Qin Liang also wants this kind of mentality, but things seem to be a bit troublesome.
Qin Liang was thinking about how the whole thing happened, but his thoughts were still a little confused. All he thought about 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 dripping water on the corners of the cloth mat.
water drops.
It stands to reason that Qin Liang was drunk, and if the other party resisted to the death, it would be almost impossible for him to accomplish anything. But maybe Xuanji was afraid that shouting or struggling too loudly would attract others' attention? She was not neatly dressed at that time.
A man and a widow are on the same bed, and even if they haven't done anything, they can't tell.
Unless you fall asleep directly when you are drunk, even if you forget some things after waking 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 distorted.
, such as being unable to distinguish the height of the ground, walking one foot deeper and one foot shallower, seeing people and objects blurred and double, and hearing sounds distorted.
Qin Liang still remembered that Wang Xuanji said two short words before, something like "go away". He seemed to feel that something was wrong at the time, but his hearing when drunk was really attenuated and distorted, and her words were too short, only
A few words. And it was Wang Lingjun's bed. How did he know that someone else would be sleeping on the couch in the boudoir? So from the beginning, he was sure that the person was Wang Lingjun.
After drinking, he becomes bolder and lacks thinking when doing things. Qin Liang is indeed careless.
While he was thinking wildly, he heard Wang Lingjun's voice across from him: "Listen to my father, you are both civil and military, so let's try our swordsmanship."
How could 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?
"Why, 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 of them 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 cut off the hem of his long skirt with a sword, tore off a piece with a "crash", and immediately used his sword moves.
, the steps are light underfoot.
As expected, Qin Liang was right. Wang Lingjun had indeed practiced martial arts, and he did not practice it casually. Her two uncles were both fierce warriors and proficient in martial arts. Although her grandfather Wang Ling was older, he was probably an expert as he could lead troops all year round.
A complete set of sword moves was used. Wang Lingjun's skills were very skillful and solid, and there were almost no flaws between offense and defense. Qin Liang kept retreating, avoiding its sharp edges, and occasionally stretched out his sword, destroying Wang Lingjun's sword with a "dang" sound.
The routine is to keep a distance.
Qin Liang does not know as many sword moves as Wang Lingjun, but he is a talented player who relies on his unbreakable martial arts skills. When he was in Pingyuan County, he and his elder brother mainly practiced fighting, so he should have more actual fighting experience than Wang Lingjun.
But Qin Liang kept avoiding her, otherwise the real sword attack would almost certainly win or lose within a few moves.
And as Qin Liang said just now, such a battle is very dangerous, and he may 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 come into contact, they both stretch out their hands and keep testing, otherwise they will not be able to attack the opponent from a distance.
The sword moves in Wang Lingjun's hand were constantly moving, stabbing, picking, smearing, and teasing in a coordinated manner, moving smoothly, 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 using horse steps.
He retreats, and occasionally makes a move to destroy the attack route in the distance, but every move is useful. Unlike Wang Lingjun's movements, which are mostly graceful and performative movements. Of course, those sword moves may also serve as some defense to block multiple routes.
effect.
Qin Liang finally retreated to the corner, and suddenly a sword approached his face. He hurriedly used the scabbard to block it and dodge at the same time. Fortunately, he had the scabbard. In desperation, he blurted out: "Holy shit!"
He had discovered a pillar not far away, and there was more than one pillar on this floor. He immediately ran to the pillar and used Qin Wang's Column Circle. His movements seemed monotonous, but in fact he was very fast and had already run between several pillars.
A road map is out.
I saw Wang Lingjun's skirts fluttering, the material sliding smoothly between the pillars, her body light and agile, good-looking, but she just couldn't catch up with Qin Liang.
Moreover, she had been using a sword in her hands just now, and her footwork without stopping 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 managed to save his energy as much as possible, but after struggling like this for a long time, he
She was sweating and breathing gradually became heavier. This shows that this bride's physical strength is really extraordinary.
"Do you want to fight me?" 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 spent too much energy just now, and finally she couldn't keep up with the speed. The routine was also broken, and there was a momentary gap on the upper side.
Qin Liang was very fast, stabbing and picking, and 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. Qin Liang sat down cross-legged and took a few deep breaths, breathing heavily. Wang Lingjun's chest heaved and panted, but he still knelt down opposite him dignifiedly.
After some strenuous activities, the phenolphthalein in the body began to increase, and the emotional atmosphere was indeed not as depressed as before. Qin Liang exhaled and said: "My eldest brother and I use wooden swords, and we also wear rattan protective gear on our faces.
It was so impulsive to practice like this tonight. If I didn't keep avoiding it, I would see blood in a snap."
Moreover, Qin Liang moves very quickly, otherwise he would be more easily injured.
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 didn't say anything, 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 accidentally fallen asleep while resting."
Qin Liang thought for a while and asked: "Who helped me in? I don't know that person."
"Wang Lingjun said: "This time when we returned to the pavilion, we didn't just bring Mo Xie with us. Mo Xie was always in the attic. My uncle probably summoned a maid from the Wang family at random, and there were people on duty at the gate tower at night. My boudoir is in this courtyard.
My uncles never come in either."
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 had a dream, and he didn't know what he did all night.