Hua Fushu thought about it and agreed. Most of the only sons of officials like Ling Zhiheng were spoiled and brought up, and many of them had various bad habits. Although Ling Zhiheng did not have any bad habits, he was not necessarily a person with perseverance.

"I'm really putting you in a difficult position. If it were me, I'd probably just hit him with a stick." Hua Fushu chuckled, "I can already imagine him giving up."

Yu Chi Su Xin said, I hope so.

She had told Ling Zhiheng more than once that he was not suitable for learning swordsmanship because he did not have the talent in that area.

But Ling Zhiheng was too shameless and repeatedly said that if he couldn't hold on, he would be a puppy.

Since everyone said so, what else could she do?

Hua Fushu had lunch at Yu Chisu's house before going back, and met Ling Zhiheng on the way back.

Ling Zhiheng opened the car window, leaned over it and looked at Hua Fushu, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."

"I heard it. What did you call out?" Hua Fushu looked at Ling Zhiheng.

Why is this guy so loud? She's not deaf!

"Did he say anything when I didn't go to send rain?" Ling Zhiheng said.

"No."

Hua Fushu rolled her eyes. How could she not know Ling Zhiheng's little thoughts? "If you have something to say, just say it."

"I just like your personality, sister-in-law!" Ling Zhiheng smiled broadly, looking at Hua Fushu with an almost flattering look, "Can you tell me what you and Master Susu said?"

What's important is whether they talked about him during their conversation, what they talked about him, and whether Master Susu had any special thoughts about him.

Hua Fushu looked back at him suspiciously, "Is our daughter's private conversation going to be told to you?"

"Let's forget about this." Ling Zhiheng scratched his hair stupidly.

Looking at Ling Zhiheng's silly look, Hua Fushu couldn't help laughing.

"Ling Zhiheng, did you choose Susu as your master just to get closer to her?" Hua Fushu asked Ling Zhiheng directly.

Ling Zhiheng's eyes didn't evade, his heart was very upright, and he said in a sharp tone, "No."

He is definitely not that kind of person!

Hua Fushu was curious, "Then why did you choose her as your master?"

What is Ling Zhiheng doing?

Would he sincerely take Susu as his master without any ulterior motive?

Ling Zhiheng said sincerely, "I'm creating an opportunity for us."

Hua Fushu: “…”

Create opportunities?

How is this different from being close to Susu.

I have to say, she was convinced by this reason!

Hua Fushu never meddles in other people's affairs, especially matters of love between men and women. Ling Zhiheng likes Yu Chisu and wants to pursue Yu Chisu. That is Ling Zhiheng's business. As an unrelated outsider, she cannot say anything or hinder Ling Zhiheng.

Similarly, Yu Chisu had no say in whether to teach Ling Zhiheng or accept him as his disciple.

But as a woman, Hua Fushu felt that she needed to say a few words to Ling Zhiheng for Yu Chisu.

"Zhiheng, Susu has a simple personality and is obsessed with learning swordsmanship. I don't know what her attitude towards you is. From the impression she gives me, she seems a bit naive when it comes to emotions. Perhaps she doesn't even realize why you're pestering her to learn swordsmanship. If Susu has no interest or thoughts in you in that regard, I hope you won't be so persistent. This way, it won't be difficult for both of you."

Ling Zhiheng was slightly stunned.

Hua Fushu half-closed the car window and told Nanxing to drive, leaving Ling Zhiheng alone, disheveled in the breeze.

He said that if his sister-in-law had not said this to him, he would never have thought about it that way.

The boy's enthusiasm is always lonely and courageous. He thought that if he got closer to his beloved girl, she would always notice him.

If that day really comes, will he quit with a smile?

Maybe.

What my sister-in-law said was just a prediction. Nothing has happened yet. Who knows what the situation will be like in the future.

A few days later, Ye Zelin entered Songzhou.

It was getting dark and it was not suitable to travel at night, so he ordered them to rest on the spot and set off again early the next morning.

The soldiers sat together in groups of three or five. Some of them ate some dry food to fill their stomachs, while others set up pots to prepare cooking.

Ye Zelin broke off half a piece of cake and ate it, and gave the other half to the soldier next to him.

The soldier was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, born into a military family and having just joined the army. He was timid and did not dare to take the half piece of wheat cake that the commander handed to him.

Ye Zelin said, "I need to go to the bathroom soon, so I can't finish one piece of cake."

The boy blinked his clear and innocent eyes and said, "You can go to the toilet first and come back to eat."

Ye Zelin: “…”

Ye Zelin stuffed half a cake directly into the boy's mouth, "Eat it quickly! Stop talking nonsense."

The young man held half a cake in his mouth, mumbling something and nodding violently.

Ye Zelin finished the cake in a few bites, then stood up and walked towards the woods nearby.

The trees in the forest are not particularly tall, but they are very dense. After walking in for a while, you can no longer see any people, only traces of birds returning home.

"When it rains."

A young man walked out from behind the dense bushes. His face was exactly the same as Ye Zelin's.

Ye Zelin glanced at the young man who 'looked' like him, and reached out to untie his clothes. "Time is running out, Ciyuan, let's change clothes quickly."

The young man named Ciyuan quickly took off his clothes and put on Ye Zelin's clothes, and Ye Zelin put on the young man's clothes.

A moment later, Ci Yuan, who was posing as Ye Zelin, walked out of the woods, while the real Ye Zelin walked out of the woods in the opposite direction and headed north at night.

Prince Qin's Palace.

Since the frank talk, the Prince Qin's Mansion has been under surveillance by the Queen Mother's people. Lu Tianyun completely let down her guard and wholeheartedly fulfilled her duties as the Princess of Qin and a wife. She managed the Prince Qin's Mansion in an orderly manner. In her spare time, she personally went to the kitchen to prepare meals for Qin Youran.

On this day, the kitchen was filled with Lu Tianyun's busy figure.

She was wearing an apron with wide sleeves tied around her shoulders, and she was holding a rolling pin in her hand, rolling out the thick dough with very skillful movements.

Lu Tianyun grabbed a handful of flour and spread it evenly on the dough, then continued rolling it.

Bisi, who was stoking the fire in front of the stove, added a piece of firewood to the stove. Looking at Lu Tianyun, who was rolling the noodles as skillfully as the cook, she couldn't help but say, "Princess, your noodles are getting better and better. Our Highness will have a feast for you soon."

"loquacious."

Lu Tianyun glared at Bisi. This girl was becoming more and more slick-talking. She even teased her when there were so many people in the kitchen.

A few red clouds crept up behind her ears, and her jade-white face looked dignified.

The thick dough was rolled into thin sheets in Lu Tianyun's hands and cut into appropriate strips with a sharp knife.

The soup stock for cooking noodles is prepared early in the morning. Put the cut noodles into the soup stock, cook for a while and then serve.

Bisi personally delivered the cooked noodles to Donglixuan and told Mu Qing that this was specially cooked by the princess for His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin.

Mu Qing brought the noodles to his prince and relayed Bisi's words to Qin Youran.

The noodles were so delicious and fragrant that Qin Youran immediately felt hungry. He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a noodle, and called out to the cat playing nearby, "Xue Rong, come here."