Chapter 65 No Life
"Fu Qing."
"Where is Fu Qingren?"
"General, Taibu has asked for leave."
"Ok?"
Jing Yuan was silent for a long time, then walked to the table and picked up the leave application. Sure enough, what was written on it was exactly the same as before, basically a copy and paste of the leave application.
[I am observing the celestial phenomena at night. It is not suitable to work overtime today. I will take a day off.]
Jing Yuan opened the drawer and placed the leave application on top of the pile of leave applications that had already piled up like a mountain. "Fu Qing, this won't help you do Taibu well."
The general held his chin and sighed, then looked at the brown-haired girl holding a bun in her mouth.
"Um... um, hello, General!" The girl was sweating profusely and swallowed the bun silently. "Grandma asked me to read a book here."
"If I remember correctly, your name is Qingque?"
Jing Yuan saw the Emperor Huan Jade hidden under the girl's buttocks at a glance, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The successor that Fu Qing was looking for was quite interesting.
Qingque was startled and thought that the old lady Taibu had gone to Yuque for a date, leaving her alone to fight the general. Isn't this a bit immoral?
"General, I will study hard and become an excellent fortune teller in the future, and contribute to the bright future of Luofu!"
Qingque was unwilling in her heart. She was still waiting to play cards. That was much more fun than studying those books that she could understand at a glance. Anyway, she just had to get a passing score to get by.
The Grand Master will not blame her! After all, the Grand Master has also done such a thing!
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[24 years old. In the past year, Fu Xuan began to travel frequently between Yuque and Luofu, just to be with you under the familiar peach tree. His once broken sword heart also slowly healed during this period.]
[The progress of repairing Wuye is still stagnant, but your forging skills have reached perfection, and you even forged a small sword for Fu Xuan that is like a work of art.]
"Aqiu!"
"Have a cold?"
"No, I won't get that kind of illness."
Fu Xuan rubbed her cute little nose, thinking that it couldn't be that Qingque kid who was secretly talking about her again. It was just that he assigned her some more homework.
Speaking of Qingque, even Fu Xuan had to admit that she was a rare genius. With just a little study, she could easily get a passing score in any profound hexagram book.
She was training Qingque as her successor, but this girl really loved to slack off. She was not competitive and was like an old woman. She just wanted to live a leisurely and ordinary life.
"How is the sword you promised me?"
"Senior sister, you speak so elegantly that I don't understand you."
"I beat you to death!"
Fu Xuan opened the quilt and kicked An Ming off the bed, grinning and saying, "I am well-versed in scriptures, so I am naturally not like you who only knows how to practice swordsmanship on weekdays."
"You can't say that," An Ming patted his butt and stood up, pulling Fu Xuan's pretty cheek, "I still have to accompany my wife."
"Who, who is your wife!"
Fu Xuan was immediately embarrassed when he heard this. He pulled the quilt to cover half of his lovely face and said hesitantly: "This Lord... This Lord has not promised you yet."
"Alas, I know that I am not worthy of the noble Lord Taibu."
"Hey, hey, hey, come back here!"
Fu Xuan stretched out his white arm from under the quilt, pulled An Ming back, and said with a puffed mouth: "Whoever dares to say you are not worthy, I will be the first to smash him to death with the Qiongguan Formation!"
An Ming stared at Fu Xuan with a half-smile in his eyes, and the other party immediately blushed like a little bird, not daring to look at him anymore, and shrank back into the quilt in shame.
"The sword I promised you was completed last night."
An Ming stopped teasing his sister Taifu, and took out the long box that he had prepared long ago from behind his back and placed it next to Fu Xuan's pillow.
Fu Xuan immediately sat up from the bed, holding the sword case in her hands with joy in her eyes. Although she was not very good at using a sword, this was made for her by An Ming himself, so how could she not be looking forward to it.
After opening the sword case, what comes into view is a short sword with a purple gradient, spreading from the light purple at the blade to the dark purple on the blade, with pure white star engravings forming lines that form the Milky Way.
The hilt of the sword is deep black, like a black hole at the end of the universe, and at the very end is a heart-shaped knot woven with red rope.
Fu Xuan didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of satisfaction. He carefully held the sword with both hands, fearing that it would be bumped and cracked.
"Does it have a name?"
"No life."
"No life..."
Fu Xuan blinked slightly, "Isn't it a bit unlucky?"
"No fate, means no destiny can bind you," this is An Ming's blessing to Fu Xuan, and also his expectation for her. One day the girl will be able to break the shackles of fate and become the person she wants to be.
And then, there will no longer be destiny, but a future chosen by Fu Xuan himself.
"Hee... Wu Ye and Wu Ming, so, that's the couple's sword?" Fu Xuan raised the Wu Ming Sword with joy, and ran into the yard in a hurry without even putting on his shoes. He stepped on the soft grass and couldn't wait to wave the dagger in his hand.
An Ming leaned against the door, quietly watching Fu Xuan's agile figure, a gentle smile unconsciously rising at the corner of his mouth.
"Junior brother, fight with me for two moves."
Under the peach tree, Fu Xuan raised the Lifeless Sword with a smile, her little face full of confidence. She felt that she was so powerful now that she could easily defeat a general.
In fact, she is the real kendo genius. Master, she doesn't want to be a fortune teller anymore!
From today on, you will become a master of kendo, slashing across the world with a sword in hand!
"Sister, please teach me."
An Ming picked up the wooden sword with a smile, and the next moment, Fu Xuan's whole body began to tremble -
The sword energy that had been sealed for a long time was as sharp as a blade that pierced through the Jade Palace.
"boom!"
Fu Xuan didn't even have time to react before he was knocked away by An Ming's sword. Just when he was about to hit the wall, An Ming held him in his arms, offsetting most of the impact.
Fu Xuan, who was still confused, took a long time to remember that as long as An Ming held the sword, he would never let up and would go all out every time.
The fantasy of becoming a star god with the sword was shattered in an instant. Fu Xuan stepped on An Ming in annoyance and decided to continue to be her Grand Fortune Teller.
"Junior brother, you won't be able to find a wife like this."
"How could that be, Senior Sister? Aren't you still here?"
"I don't like it..." Fu Xuan paused here, and a gentle color flashed in his beautiful eyes, "Humph, then you can't get carried away just because I like you."
"Xuan'er, when do you plan to return to Luofu?"
"In a little while."
"Then I'll prepare some sweet tea bags for you in advance. When you bring them back to Luofu, just use boiling water to brew it."
An Ming rubbed Fu Xuan's head and asked with a smile: "What are you planning to eat tonight?"
"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"
"Then Senior Sister will be responsible for shredding the meat."
"No, I'm only responsible for eating~"