Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

He was very quick in finding a master for me and I met him two days later.

Before we met, He Zhao had already greeted me and said that the other party was equivalent to his half-teacher. He was very strict when he was with him, and I might have to suffer, so I should be mentally prepared.

At that time, I already had a vague impression in my mind, a thin but energetic old man with a white beard.

Unexpectedly, when we met, she looked to be no more than 30 or 40 years old, dressed like a woman. Although there were fine lines on her face, her bright facial features and healthy tan skin made people admire how beautiful this sister was.

"This is Aunt Zi Yan. If you can learn a few tricks from her, it will be enough to protect yourself." He pretended not to notice the surprised expression on my face and pulled me forward to greet her.

"Hello, Sister Ziyan," I changed the address without permission. After seeing no displeasure on her face, I smiled and added, "I see that Sister is only a few years older than me. I am very happy to meet you for the first time. I will trouble you in the future."

The other party smiled slightly, "No wonder Xiaoliu is so devoted, this little mouth is so sweet."

He Zhao leaned over to my ear and whispered, "This aunt is not that aunt. She has been working in the palace for more than ten years, and we have always called her that."

My expression froze slightly, and I felt embarrassed for being so smart.

"I like it when little girls call me sister. Don't spoil my business here! Since you have handed the person over to me, just go and do your thing." Zi Yan reached out and patted He Zhao's shoulder heavily.

He Zhao nodded at me and said to me silently, "Then I'll leave first."

After his figure disappeared at the gate of the courtyard, Zi Yan started the first day of teaching very neatly. She first touched my muscles and bones. I was ticklish, so I dodged and laughed.

"It's a little too late to start practicing now. But as long as you are not afraid of hardship, I have some techniques that are suitable for you. Do you want to learn?"

I was so excited that I wanted to perform the formalities of apprenticeship on the spot, but she held my arm and said, "Forget the formalities. I don't plan to accept you as my apprentice. I just thought Xiaoliu could afford it and I happened to be free, so I taught you a few moves."

I spent most of the day practicing the so-called basic skills, a set of half-body exercises that Zi Yan called Cloud Hands, which mainly consisted of a series of movements from the shoulder to the elbow and then to the palm.

Fortunately, the movements were not complicated. After practicing them seven or eight times, I practiced them alone in the yard.

Zi Yan sat on a chair under the corridor, holding a cup of tea and watching me practice.

"Sister Zi Yan, you used to work in the palace. Were you in front of the emperor?" While practicing, I tried to find topics to chat with her about family matters.

"I worked in front of the emperor for two years, and then in Kunning Palace. Until I left the palace, I served the empress."

"So that's how it is. Is the Queen as virtuous and gentle as the rumors say, and never loses her temper with the palace maids?"

"It's true most of the time, but there are also times when she loses her temper. After all, she is also a human being, not a god... Raise your left hand, and don't switch so quickly, go slower."

I adjusted my posture, corrected my mistakes, continued with my hand movements, and continued the conversation.

Zi Yan must have heard and seen a lot of things as a palace maid in the palace for many years. I can't ask about other things, but it should be okay to chat about some gossip and interesting stories.

Most of the day passed quickly. We talked about things in the palace and then about herself. I was curious about her. Shouldn't a maid like her be married? Seeing that she could arrange her time so freely, she should not have a husband yet.

"I've just been released from the palace, but I haven't left the Dragon Guard yet. Naturally, I can't live the life I want. It's just that I was seriously injured during the previous mission, so I have some free time." Zi Yan lifted the hem of her skirt and pulled up her trouser leg to let me see that one of her legs was actually made of wood.

I was so shocked that I didn't know what to say. She just said, "I spent half a year lying in bed, and it took me another half a year to get used to this wooden leg."

I was itching to ask her how dangerous the situation was, but I finally held back.

She was probably amused by my hesitant expression, and she touched my head with a smile, "When you have mastered the Cloud Hand and can learn the Flower Hand, I will tell you about what happened at that time."

I was shocked. Could she read minds?

In the days that followed, I practiced martial arts with Zi Yan almost every day. After practicing for more than half a month, I could already use flying needles as a means of attack, supplemented by acupuncture techniques to defeat the enemy. Although these were not strong offensive skills, they were indeed life-saving skills for a weak woman like me.

When chatting with He Zhao at night, he said with emotion, "Actually, Aunt Zi Yan's most powerful skill is her lower body skills. What a pity."

It's hard for me to make an evaluation. It's like a pianist who broke his arm. The thing he was most proud of is gone, but his perception of music is still there. Even if he switches to another instrument and practices it very well, he will probably still miss the past in his heart.

"Do the Dragon Guards often receive very dangerous missions?"

He didn't answer my question, but just hugged me tighter, "Don't worry, I won't put myself in danger."

Two months later, Zi Yan felt that I had almost mastered the Kung Fu she taught me, and all that was left was for me to practice diligently and find the right tools to go with it.

Next, she was going to formally start teaching me the art of disguise. He Zhao had told me before that this was very difficult for me, but I didn't know what he meant by difficult at that time.

It wasn't until I saw Zi Yan take out a foot-long silver needle that my hair started to tingle and I asked in a trembling voice, "What are you doing?"

"If you want to learn the art of disguise, you must first open your heavenly orifice." She answered seriously, and then deliberately opened the box of silver needles, allowing me to see that there were several identical thin needles inside.

I never knew that this was the way to learn the disguise technique that He Zhao used. I thought it was just through some kind of human skin mask or special effects makeup. I couldn't help but start to regret it.

"If you are afraid, then don't learn it." Zi Yan seemed to see my hesitation.

I took a deep breath. Now that I was here and the secrets of this world were right before me, how could I retreat because of momentary fear?

"Does it... hurt?" I asked weakly.

Zi Yan smiled at me gently, "It may be a little painful the first time, but once your orifice is opened, it will be fine in the future."

I really believed her lies. We were in the room at the time and He Zhao was outside the door.

Later he told me that he wanted to rush in several times to stop Zi Yan from learning the art of disguise. Because of my shrill screams, he had the same feeling as if he was actually in the delivery room giving birth to a child. He was so nervous that he was at a loss. I glared at him fiercely and said, "I won't give birth. If you want to give birth to a child, go find someone else!"

"Okay, if you don't want to have a baby, then don't." He apologized with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so stubborn and hard-headed. You gritted your teeth and persevered despite the pain. But in the future, as long as you master the distribution of acupuncture points and practice more, it won't hurt so much."

I complained in my heart that if it hurts every time I use the disguise technique, I'd better use it less often.