Upon hearing the name, Meng Qingluan felt a buzzing in her head, and all her thoughts came to a complete standstill.
Her eyes widened, and after a long while, she stiffly forced a smile at him, a very unpleasant one.
"Are you kidding me? How could that be?"
Shen Yan's eyes were firm, without a trace of jest, and he nodded seriously.
Meng Qingluan's smile became even more stiff, her knuckles went cold, and it took her a long time to find her original voice.
“If it’s him, you absolutely cannot go to the North. There are already many traps set up there. If you go now, you’ll be like a lamb entering a tiger’s den, with no chance of returning.”
"Let's think of a way to plead with the Emperor. Even if it means being demoted and severely punished, we must not go to the northern border..."
Meng Qingluan was emotional, with only one thought in her mind—
Shen Yan absolutely must not go to the Northern Border.
He stood up, pulled her into his arms, and felt her thin shoulders trembling and her voice hoarse as he managed to squeeze out words of comfort.
"I'll be fine, trust me! I'm absolutely certain I can go. Since I promised you I wouldn't risk my life, I will definitely keep my word."
Meng Qingluan took a deep breath, knowing that the matter was already set in stone and could not be changed.
She took the initiative to create distance between them, saying, "Promise me that no matter whether you succeed or not, you will come back safely."
"I promise you."
"..."
***
Shen Yan set off for the Northern Border. Before leaving, she had already found a teacher to teach her martial arts.
Meng Qingluan stood in the center of the training ground, staring at the man in front of her for a long time before finally managing to utter a sentence.
"Why is it you?"
Meng Qingluan's lips twitched. It was no wonder she was surprised; no one had told her that the teacher Shen Yan had found for her was Li Zhanlan's bodyguard!
Eleven maintained his icy expression, his tone somber, "Because I am strong."
Meng Qingluan: "..."
Fine!
That's really not humble at all.
"True strength doesn't require humility, it only requires strength."
Meng Qingluan's expression was so obvious that even someone as oblivious as Eleven immediately understood it, and he said proudly.
Meng Qingluan didn't accept his pretense.
She glanced at him sideways, then looked away. "I don't need you to teach me."
Eleven's face showed a rare look of bewilderment as he frowned. "I am the strongest fighter and the one who uses hidden weapons among the secret guards. There is no one here who is stronger than me."
The meaning is obvious: It's beneath me, someone as skilled as me, to teach someone as incompetent as you, and you're still complaining?
Meng Qingluan wasn't buying it; she even took two steps back, her disdain evident on her face.
"Your strength is none of my business. Do you think you'll teach me all your skills? With your master's character, I bet you'll just deliberately teach me the wrong things, and maybe even use it to settle personal scores."
Eleven was stunned by her rapid-fire retorts, and after realizing what was happening, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.
He had long since left the secret guard unit at the training ground, but unexpectedly, he was summoned for a combat competition a few days ago. As luck would have it, he was the most competitive, and with everyone else being so weak, he easily won first place after rounds of competition.
Unexpectedly, instead of receiving any reward, I was forced to come and teach this stupid woman.
The stupid woman didn't appreciate it.
So annoying!
Eleven's face was terribly grim. "I'm not the kind of villain you're making up. You have no choice; you've already decided that only I can teach you."
Meng Qingluan snorted lightly, "It seems you didn't come to teach me willingly."
eleven:"……"
nonsense!
If he had another chance, he would rather be beaten up by those idiots than embarrass himself by teaching her.
Meng Qingluan then added, "But it seems like you only have the option of teaching me, and you'll be punished if you don't?"
Eleven: "..." He endured it!
Good men don't fight with women.
When Meng Qingluan saw that he didn't speak, but his face only became more pale, she knew that she had guessed correctly.
She smiled brightly, but Shiyi suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the next second, Meng Qingluan said the most infuriating thing in the gentlest voice.
"You can't use the excuse of practicing basic skills to fool me with ordinary running and horse stance. You have to teach me hidden weapons directly, how about that?"
"no."
Without even thinking, Shiyi refused outright.
"Oh." Meng Qingluan's smile vanished immediately, and she turned around. "Then I'll go talk to your boss and find someone else to teach me."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Hmm, not obvious?" Meng Qingluan readily admitted, "Are you accepting my threat and choosing to teach me, or are you determined not to teach me?"
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