Sun Geng swallowed hard, breathing heavily, his heart pounding like a drum. "Princess, I, your subordinate, will protect you to the death!"
Sikong Ling leaned close to his ear and whispered into his ear, "Let me make some arrangements. Once something happens to Lin Jinghan and His Majesty is too busy to take care of other things, you can start now. Waiting for your good news!"
After saying that, she let him go, smiled sweetly and left, leaving Sun Geng standing there, touching his ears and smiling foolishly...
The next morning, Sikong Ling went to visit Lin Jinghan as usual. She took the lunch box from Hongling, took out a bowl of soup, and personally filled it up and placed it in front of Lin Jinghan.
"Sister-in-law, you look much better today. You should be well soon, right? This is the soup I made myself. It's good for wound recovery. Please try it."
Sikong Ling would come over every morning during her short break, bringing soup she had cooked herself. Lin Jinghan would eat it all and drink it while joking, "My princess, you are such a great cook. If I continue to be so sick and drink the porridge you cook every day, I will become a fat man in no time!"
Sikong Ling burst out laughing and teased Lin Jinghan, "Sister-in-law has indeed gained some weight recently, but she's still far from being fat! How about I bring her delicious food three times a day from now on, and try to make her a big fat woman?"
As he spoke, he made exaggerated gestures around Lin Jinghan's waist.
"I'm just this fat. Let's see how my brother reacts! Haha!"
The two girls smiled sweetly, and it was unknown who started tickling each other first. Everyone around was infected by their joy.
Seeing that the break was about to end, Xiang Yuanqing coughed hard, "Girl, your injury hasn't fully healed yet, so don't move too much."
"Oh!" Lin Jinghan curled her lips, winked at Sikong Ling, and walked dejectedly to Xiang Yuanqing. She picked up the paintbrush with a look of despair and poked her hair with the brush. "Senior, what should we paint today?"
"Today, draw the sun!" The voice came from behind. Without looking back, Lin Jinghan knew that it was Sikong Zhan who came.
"Brother!" Sikong Ling saluted.
Sikong Zhan glanced at her and waved his hand, signaling her to leave.
Sikong Ling looked lonely and turned away.
Lin Jinghan rolled her eyes, despising Sikong Zhan's ruthlessness towards her own sister. She continued to look at Xiang Yuanqing, intending to ignore Sikong Zhan and ask again.
A familiar breath enveloped her, and then, a large, bony hand embraced her waist, and the other hand grasped her wrist, taking her with it to dip in ink, letting the ink drip onto the paper. Then he began to paint, slowly smudged, and drew a large, regular ink dot on the paper?
She was surprised and wanted to break free, but she also wanted to turn her head to see his expression to see if he was deliberately making fun of the ink spot he drew that day.
However, he still held her and continued to paint around the ink spot, adding "bright light" to the ink spot, and really turned it into - the sun!
Lin Jinghan cast a resentful and pleading look at Xiang Yuanqing, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.
Xiang Yuanqing looked up at the sky in silence. "Young people hugging and kissing in front of the elderly is the most disgusting thing. I can't watch it, I can't watch it, it'll give me stye..."
Lin Jinghan: ...Senior, you promised to protect me? Someone took advantage of me, and you didn't do anything about it?
Sikong Zhan put down his pen, let go of Lin Jinghan, and raised his eyebrows at Xiang Yuanqing.
Xiang Yuanqing continued to look at the sky, holding his waist, slowly stood up, and walked away: "Oh, I didn't sleep well last night and hurt my waist. I need to rest for a few days. Jinghan, you should study hard with the new temporary teacher."
Sikong Zhan picked up the ruler left by Xiang Yuanqing, examined it carefully for a moment, nodded with satisfaction, took it in his hand, and frowned, "Draw the sun according to what I just taught you."
What the hell? A drawing of the sun? That's it? Lin Jinghan looked at the drawing in front of her in disbelief, which looked like a child's graffiti. She sat on the stool with her arms folded.
"Tell me, what methods did you use to force Senior to agree to let you teach me instead?!"
There was no trick, but early this morning, before Lin Jinghan got up, he told Xiang Yuanqing the truth:
"I like her, but I didn't realize my feelings before and hurt her. I hope senior will give me this opportunity to make it up to her."
Of course, Xiang Yuanqing would never agree to this intangible sincerity, so he added,
"If Jinghan can change her mind about me, and if one day she wants to become your disciple, I will never stop her."
That wasn't all. He even took out the Green Lotus Manual and said, "This is the technique I chose for her. It's the most suitable for her. Only if I teach her personally can she learn faster."
It was this Qinglian Treasure Book - one of the most advanced martial arts in existence - that impressed Xiang Yuanqing and made him agree to his proposal.
"Jinghan, your teacher is doing this for your own good. That boy is indeed worthy of you." Xiang Yuanqing silently convinced himself and gradually walked away, leaving Lin Jinghan alone to face Sikong Zhan.
"Count to three. If you haven't started drawing yet, I will..." Sikong Zhan said, glancing at a certain part of Lin Jinghan's body, and gently patted his palm with the ruler.
Lin Jinghan understood his intention instantly and was dumbfounded: Where did this gangster come from pretending to be the icy prince Sikong Zhan?
"Three... two... one... bang!" Before Lin Jinghan could come to her senses, Sikong Zhan had already counted to three. He instantly picked Lin Jinghan up from the stool and hit her there!
"Ah! You!" Lin Jinghan quickly protected the part where she was hit, angry and annoyed, her face flushed red. She took several steps back and glared at him, "Si! Kong! Zhan! Don't go too far!"
Sikong Zhan didn't say much, but continued counting: "Three..."
"Stop! Let me draw!" Can't she draw?
He fiercely picked up the pen and prodded the paper vigorously, successfully making a huge ink dot. He then quickly added a dazzling light. With a snap, he put the pen back down and pointed at the painting, saying, "The sun you wanted!"
Sikong Zhan compared the two drawings seriously and said, "Princess, you have truly mastered the art. I declare that your painting skills have passed the test. From now on, you don't need to learn painting anymore."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "You don't need to learn chess anymore. Apart from practicing calligraphy, studying, and memorizing scriptures, you can spend the rest of your time practicing with me."
He looked up at the sky and nodded with satisfaction, "Now is the perfect time to practice."
As he said that, he picked her up and strode towards his training room.
Although Lin Jinghan didn't understand what Sikong Zhan was up to, it didn't stop her from fighting for her rights. Instead of struggling, she put her arms around his neck.
"Hello, Instructor Wang Ye, may I ask, do all the instructors here interact with their students in this way? Does that mean that from now on, no matter which instructor, I can let him hold me like this?"
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