But Qingwen obviously doesn't think so. In this era, there are many young masters who eat up their maids alive before they even grow up. Jia Jing can still control himself at such an old age, but in fact, they are all considered a minority!

So Qingwen curled her lips and said, "Why don't you get out of here? I'm going to go to bed!" As she said that, she pulled her sleeves unhappily, Jia Jing said helplessly, "You have to do something, why are you so greedy for me?"

Qingwen blushed and slapped Jia Jing on the shoulder and said, "What did you say? You are not ashamed?" Jia Jing smirked and said, "Good Qingwen, I miss you so much, why do you want to sleep by yourself?"

Qingwen curled her lips and said, "I don't know what's going on! It would be fine if I was the only one in this room, but I was more tired. But there were obviously two girls in this room, so why did they ask me to serve every night?"

Jia Jing blinked: "What does it mean?" Qingwen angrily said: "Even if it's Xiangling's turn! They've warmed up the bed! Are you just waiting for me to come in and enjoy it?"

Jia Jing frowned slightly and said, "This...is not good? Xiangling is still young..." Qingwen rolled her eyes and said, "My master! Have you forgotten that Xiangling is how many years older than me!"

Jia Jing couldn't help but speak for a moment, and he really forgot about it just now... Qingwen curled her lips and said, "Anyway, I won't serve you today! I have to have a good night's sleep!"

As he said that, he went out with the quilt in his arms. Seeing this, Jia Jing turned around and entered the inner room. Sure enough, he saw that the bed was bulging. When he heard someone coming in, the lump on the bed stopped moving.

After a while, there was no movement, Xiangling slowly pulled down the quilt and showed her innocent big eyes, looking at Jia Jing blankly.

Jia Jing's original anger disappeared when he saw these eyes. He took off his clothes with a wry smile and walked towards the bed.

Seeing this, Xiangling was so scared that she hurriedly covered her face with a quilt and hid in the quilt to pretend to be an ostrich. Jia Jing shook her head funny, stared at the graceful ups and downs in the quilt, and slapped Xiangling's perky little butt twice.

Xiangling trembled in fear, let out a gentle roar, and then pretended to be dead, not daring to make any noise. Seeing this, Jia Jing smiled and said, "Let's go! Are you standing in the middle and going to ask me to sleep on you?"

Xiangling paused for a moment, then wrapped herself in a quilt like a caterpillar and moved outside, still not daring to speak or show her head.

Jia Jing shook his head helplessly and fell asleep inside. This is a matter of particularity. Yes, even sleeping was a matter of particularity in ancient times!

That is, when a couple sleeps on the same bed on the bed, the man must sleep inside and the woman only sleeps outside, because if the woman sleeps inside, the woman must step over the man when she wakes up.

This behavior is not only extremely disrespectful to the ancients, but even modern people think this behavior is disrespectful. In ancient times, when husbands were the leader of their wives, they naturally could not treat their husbands like this. It would be very troublesome...

But let alone wealthy families, even ordinary farmers have such rules, let alone the Jia family. They are nobles and are still a large family, so these rules are naturally even more unavoidable.

Jia Jing originally liked to sleep outside because he got up early, and if there was any emergency military situation in the middle of the night, he could get up soon and not disturb Qingwen and the others.

Although she had explained this kind of heartfelt explanation to her, Qingwen was unwilling to do anything, as if letting her sleep was more uncomfortable than killing her, so Jia Jing is almost used to it now.

There was only one quilt on the bed, and Xiangling was embarrassed, so Jia Jing was not covered in her mood to take care of her. Anyway, the ground dragons in the room were burning hot, and the night watchful eyes were watched by Madam Ye, so it wouldn't be cold.

Jia Jing just hugged her chest and closed her eyes to sleep. After spending a very difficult period, Xiangling next to her found that Jia Jing had lost movement and seemed to be asleep.

So Xiangling quietly lifted the quilt, revealing only a pair of big eyes. She looked at Jia Jing beside her. As she looked, her big eyes became watery and filled with a layer of mist. She looked so beautiful...

Xiangling looked blankly for a while, then she realized that Jia Jing was not covering the quilt. She blushed and hesitated for a long time before she lifted up the quilt and "swallowed" Jia Jing in: "Master! Cover the quilt!"

Jia Jing was almost asleep, but Xiangling woke him up immediately. Jia Jing was speechless for a moment, then nodded and lowered his arms and closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep again.

Unexpectedly, the quilt itself is not long, so two people naturally have to put it together to cover it. So when they put down their arms, they naturally felt something slippery and like silk.

"Yeah~"

Jia Jing was not sleepy in an instant! He even pinched in disbelief!

"No, no, my sir..."

Xiangling's big eyes suddenly filled with mist, and she looked at Jia Jing in a hazy way, her eyes almost brushed!

Jia Jing looked at Xiangling in disbelief and said, "Why are you not wearing it?" Xiangling blushed and lowered her head and said, "It's uncomfortable to sleep in clothes..."

Jia Jing immediately took a breath of air conditioning, so you are so stupid that you are so stupid? Why do you ask me to support you? He can't stand it even if Jesus comes!

Jia Jing hurriedly pulled out his hand, coughed twice, turned around and said, "Go to bed quickly, there are still many things to do tomorrow!"

Xiangling nodded and did not dare to approach Jia Jing anymore. Jia Jing was also silently chanting the curse in his heart, thinking with a wry smile: "Grandpa Dao, save me!"

Not only did Daozu not save him, he also gave him a thumbs up and gave him an assist.

Because the next morning, Jia Jing finally fell asleep in a daze last night, but as a result, the efforts of the last night were almost in vain when they woke up early in the morning!

Because as soon as Jia Jing opened his eyes, he found that the clean Xiangling hung on Jia Jing like an octopus!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Jia Jing is a martial arts practitioner, and most men are very angry when they wake up in the morning, so Jia Jing's eyes almost turned red in an instant.

Just as the big bad wolf was about to eat the little white rabbit that he took the initiative to come to his door, Xiangling muttered unconsciously: "Mom..." and instantly dissipated all the anger of Jia Jing.

Looking at Xiangling with a slightly frown and red lips, Jia Jing sighed and gently put Xiangling aside. Then, looking at Xiangling's look of pity, I couldn't help but gently stroke her hair. This poor baby...

Unexpectedly, Xiangling was awakened by this moment. She opened her eyes in a daze. Seeing Jia Jing sitting on the side, she couldn't help but say vaguely: "Have you woke up? I'll serve you to dress..."

Jia Jing hurriedly said, "It's okay, you can sleep for a while." Before Jia Jing finished speaking, Xiangling closed her eyes and wrapped herself in a small quilt and fell asleep in the bed.

Jia Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he was actually sleepwalking just now. Do I still have to be moved? After all, I still remember to serve me in dressing when I was asleep...

Jia Jing shook his head with a wry smile, changed into white clothes and beat him up. Don’t think that it’s easy for military generals. Civil officials may have been very hard for ten years, and military generals are not as happy as well.

At this time, firearms have not yet dominated the battlefield, so in the era of cold weapons, the personal qualities of military generals are extremely important.

Civil officials may suffer for those ten or decades. When you pass the exam, how many people still do academic research?

The generals are different. If you don’t work hard for a day, you have to finish playing! The animation "Proud General" I watched when I was a child is the most realistic portrayal. If you don’t exercise normally, you will lose your own life on the battlefield!

Although Jia Jing knew that firearms would gradually replace cold weapons in the future, and Jia Jing was interested in accelerating the process, no matter how advanced the weapons were, they would eventually return to people.

So Jia Jing naturally did not dare to relax for a moment. No matter how busy he is or how late he sleeps, the first thing he does to get up early is to exercise.

First, practice a few sets of boxing techniques from previous lives, and then use the Taoist method of exerting luck learned from Wang Junxiao. Although Jia Jing didn’t know what it was, since he could travel through time, what would happen if he believed it?

What materialists have never only focused on science, but facts. The fact is that such a treacherous thing happened in time travel. Who dares to say that something more mysterious cannot happen?

If Jia Jing hadn't been too busy, Jia Jing would actually want to learn the internal skills of martial arts people in the martial arts world. But unfortunately, Jia Jing was too busy at first, but later when he wanted to learn, Qingfeng said that Jia Jing's body was no longer suitable...

If it is not suitable, it is not suitable. Anyway, with Jia Jing's power, even if he cannot be high, those who come and go must work hard for him.

After sucking and spitting out the "first purple air in the world", Jia Jing wiped his sweat and took the Qinglong Yanyue Sword from the weapon rack behind him and started to fight. In fact, most of this thing was used as a ritual instrument and a weapon to slap the body. In fact, no one used this when he actually went to the battlefield.

Jia Jing danced for a while and then put it back. When he looked up, he saw Daiyu and Zijuan standing under the eaves of the corridor. Seeing him looking over, Daiyu raised her hand in front of her chest and bulged her palms a little, and looked at him with a smile.

Jia Jing couldn't help but smile and said, "Why are you here?" Daiyu stepped forward and tilted her head slightly and smiled, "Didn't my second brother tell me to take a walk every morning? I just happened to get around here."

Jia Jing blinked when he heard this. When would Daiyu, who is so honest, admit that she had listened to her advice?

When Daiyu saw Jia Jing looking at her and laughed, she couldn't help but look affectionately: "What are the second brother looking at?" Jia Jing smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just sigh that my sister has grown up!"

Zijuan covered her mouth and chuckled. Compared to Qingwen's fence-bearing girl, Zijuan was the real Jing Dai Party. She was just the one who guided Daiyu to walk here intentionally or unintentionally. Now she was very happy to see the two chatting.

Daiyu gave him a blank look and curiously stepped forward to look at Jia Jing's weapon. Seeing the big knife that Jia Jing had just danced, she couldn't help but step forward and touch it curiously.

Jia Jing quickly stopped him and said, "This is not something to touch!" Daiyu turned around and looked at him. Jia Jing smiled and said, "If this weighs 63 pounds, it would be a stubborn thing! I will die wherever I hit you!"

Although Jia Jing also wanted to see Lin Daiyu pulling up the weeping willows, Daiyu didn’t really pull up the weeping willows…

Daiyu didn't dare to move randomly when she heard this. Jia Jing stepped forward and found a light sword from the other side of the weapon rack, handed it to Daiyu and said, "You come here to be stubborn."

Daiyu rolled her eyes and smiled and said, "Who wants to play with this? Go and find Yun'er! She must like it, it's so good. What are I doing with my sword and gun?"

Jia Jing smiled and said, "This is stronger than walking, so you can play! There are no one else." Daiyu was also a little moved when she heard this. Zijuan's eyes slightly turned, and she stepped forward and advised, "How can the girl's body be withstand it? What if she hurts her body?"

Although Daiyu was a little moved when she heard this, she could only nod her head helplessly. Zijuan said, "If the Second Master can protect him, it might be possible."

When Daiyu heard this, she looked up at Jia Jing. Jia Jing smiled and said, "Of course I am protecting you. It just so happens that I know a wonderful swordsmanship that is most suitable for you. I will take you to fight!"

Daiyu covered her mouth and chuckled, "Where do I need to learn any swordsmanship? After learning it, where will I use it? Could it be that I really want to be a chivalrous woman? But my second brother pleased the wrong person, wouldn't it make Yun'er envious?"

Jia Jing smiled and said, "This is not a sword technique for killing people, but a sword technique for nourishing one's body. I'll call you."

Jia Jing said as he pulled out the sword. The sword was extremely light, so it seemed thin. In fact, it was not cut. Just looking at the sword body, if an expert could see at a glance that the sword was extraordinary, and when dancing, it seemed like it was scattered with autumn water.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Daiyu and Zijuan, who were watching, looked at the eyes of the radiant sword. Although Jia Jing was very majestic just now, it was not very beautiful.

Now Jia Jing is wearing white clothes and dancing his sword, which has a bit of a knight's agility and flowing taste. As his hair dances, the sword weapon also alarms everyone. Women actually like role-playing more than men...

Jia Jing slowly let out a breath, pinched the sword technique with one hand and recited the sword with the other hand. Daiyu smiled and said, "I can't learn this!"

Jia Jing laughed and said, "I just tried the sword. This was played when I was a child. I haven't moved it for many years and I'm afraid that it will be a little bit of a hand. Try it first, I'll teach you another set of sword techniques."

As he said that, Jia Jing slowly stepped out his right foot, used his left hand to fist, and slowly moved the sword backward slowly to the right. Every move and move seemed like flowing water, and he stepped on the clouds under his feet, making him look like a fairy posture.

After slowly fighting, he stood firm after being stabbed by the sword, and smiled at Daiyu who was staring at him blankly, saying, "This is the 32-style Tai Chi sword in Wudang, which is very good for health preservation on weekdays."

Daiyu hesitated slightly, and Jia Jing smiled and said, "You don't have to finish learning in one day. I'll take you with you. Just practice a few moves first."

Daiyu felt relieved, and Jia Jing handed the sword to her and said, "Try it." Daiyu also seemed a little excited and nervous when she touched the sword for the first time, but there was no difficulty.

After all, this sword was Jia Jing's sword when he was a child, so Daiyu was not heavy when dancing. Daiyu first imitated Jia Jing's movements and slowly moved the sword. Although Jia Jing was a little shy when he looked at it, he still held on.

Jia Jing smiled and watched from the side. Although his movements were awkward, the more the beauty danced the sword, the more she looked, the more she felt. Especially the Tai Chi sword was slow, Daiyu danced slowly, with a graceful figure, graceful and graceful, and her slender waist seemed to be blowing with the wind, unlike a sword dancing, but like a sword dancing.

Daiyu noticed Jia Jing's gaze and was even more shy. She put away her sword and stomped her feet slightly and said, "I, I won't learn anymore! You laugh at me!"

Jia Jing stepped forward and smiled, "Where did I laugh at you? He danced very well, but some of his movements are not very good, I will take you with me."

Jia Jing said, standing behind Daiyu. Daiyu opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing. Jia Jing smiled slightly and gently mixed Daiyu's waist, grabbed Daiyu's hand holding the sword with the other hand, and then took Daiyu to slowly dance the sword in the courtyard...

Daiyu was certainly a little nervous and shy at the beginning, but driven by Jia Jing's emotions, she slowly let out a breath, suppressing the blushing on her face. After a few moments, she actually learned to dance swords and smiled excitedly for a moment.

Looking back at Jia Jing, although there was a little sweat on his face, he still couldn't hide his heroic spirit. The two of them pressed tightly together, and they seemed to be able to feel each other's heartbeat and body temperature.

Daiyu couldn't help but blush again. She had a few movements as if she was hugged by Jia Jing. Jia Jing's breath was everywhere. Jia Jing had no smell and was very refreshing. Although she had a slight smell of sweat, Daiyu, who loved to be clean, was rarely disgusted. Instead, she sniffed it more and her face became more rosy...

Zijuan beside him looked at her aunt with a smile on her face. At this time, Qingwen also packed up and brought breakfast. When she saw Zijuan just about to say hello, she saw Zijuan looking at the courtyard with a sneer on her face.

Qingwen was a little confused, so she looked into the court and saw Jia Jing hugging Daiyu and not knowing what to do. Qingwen couldn't help but become a little confused...

Finally, Qingwen decided to interrupt, so she stepped forward and said, "Zijuan? Why are you here?"

Zijuan came back to her senses and turned to look. At this time, the two of them heard Qingwen's voice. Daiyu quickly left Jia Jing and stood there shyly with her sword in her arms.

Zijuan glared at Qingwen inwardly, but Qingwen smiled and said, "Master, I'm using breakfast." Jia Jing nodded inexplicably, and then smiled at the particularly quiet Daiyu and said, "Use it together?"

Daiyu nodded with a smile and said, "I'm too lazy to leave if you drive me away." Jia Jing smiled. When Daiyu saw that he was about to leave, she said, "Second brother, where is this?"

Jia Jing glanced at the sword, took it over and looked at it carefully. There were words he carved on the sword. He had just passed by and was a little short-term, so he gave a name that often appeared in the fantasy fairy tale, Qiu Shui.

This sword was called Qiushui Sword since then. Although it was indeed a good sword, it was obviously not suitable for Jia Jing. The sword body was thin and the sword was very light in weight, so it was not a sword used by men.
Chapter completed!