In the past few years, she has spent almost all her time at Lingxin Academy, and has mostly been in contact with women.
At most, he only had frequent contact with his brother's two classmates, Zhou Zifang and Gao Chong.
"Alright, Ling'er doesn't want to get married, then stay with your sister for another year. Next year, your sister will find you a suitable husband."
"Next year?" Qiu Ling'er felt it was too early. "We'll have to see if we're destined to meet."
Why get married so soon?
Seeing that her sister wanted to say more, she quickly got up and took her sister's wrist.
"Sister, it's been a long time since Ling'er has sparred with you. Come on, let's have a match."
Qiu Ling'er was full of confidence.
"Okay," Qiu Yan readily agreed.
Her younger sister has already mastered her essence.
In the courtyard, the two sisters exchanged blows for several rounds, neither gaining the upper hand.
Qiu Yan couldn't help but praise,
"Ling'er, well done."
My younger sister's skills are now comparable to when she first transmigrated here.
Qiu Ling'er shook her head, pouting as she parried the moves:
"Sister, the way you filled the water is so bad. You can even see Yu'er's lightning."
Sigh, it's so hard to surpass my sister.
She thought about it and decided to forget it. Her sister practiced martial arts with her brother-in-law every day.
Qiu Yan: "..." She smiled faintly and quickened her movements.
On the other side of the courtyard,
Qiu Xu, who was playing chess with Zhou Zifang at the stone table in front, has now grown into a handsome young man.
Over the years, in addition to practicing martial arts, he has devoted himself to studying poetry and books every day.
Five years ago, he passed the county-level imperial examination and became a scholar; two years ago, he passed the provincial-level imperial examination and became a scholar…
Next April, he will participate in the palace examination as a tribute student.
Qiu Xu was originally supposed to participate in the palace examination last year.
However, the palace examination was held only once every three years.
Beside them, Gao Chong held the cuju ball in one hand, glancing between Qiu Xu and Zhou Zifang.
"Stop playing chess, let's go play Cuju (ancient Chinese football)." He had said this countless times all morning.
Finally, everything was drowned out by Qiu Xu's shout.
"Shut up!"
Gao Chong's lips tightened, and finally, helplessly, he looked at the two sisters in the distance.
At this moment, Zhou Zifang was completely risking his life to accompany the gentleman.
As for why, although he seemed to be playing chess, his eyes kept glancing into the distance at a fiery red figure who was exchanging moves, and the admiration in his eyes was self-evident.
Zhou Zifang's chess skills were originally terrible, but Qiu Xu has forced him to become a chess master.
But he could never beat Qiu Xu.
"Gu Xiaoyu!"
A sudden, sharp shout interrupted everyone's actions.
Qiu Xu and the other two looked towards the courtyard gate and saw two little girls.
Ding Tian and Zhao Ruolan both ran into the courtyard with angry expressions.
Qiu Yan froze, then hurriedly walked towards the two of them.
At the same time, she had a headache.
Xiao Ran must have gotten into trouble again.
Qiu Ling'er sighed, her face full of helplessness.
Yu'er, please give me a break. You're driving me crazy!
You know, her sister, who has such a cool and aloof personality, is now apologizing to people all day long because of Gu Xiaoran.
Qiu Xu and the other two also froze.
As Qiu Yan expected,
As she approached the two, she heard Ding Tian and Zhao Ruolan complaining to her with tearful faces.
"Sister Yu'er is bullying me again. Look at my hair." Ding Tian said, pointing to her frizzy hair.
"Cousin, Lightning snatched the new embroidered shoes Mother made for me!" Zhao Ruolan cried pitifully, pointing to her bare little feet. "My feet hurt so much."
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