You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

"It's okay, don't be afraid, the lady is here."

As she spoke, Lin Zhaoyue stretched out her hand and tore off a piece of her dress, wrapped it around the wound, and turned around to give instructions:

"Seventeen, carry the person away."

"Miss, knife, knife..."

……

There was a period of chaos and chaos.

The court doctor was bandaging Qingzhu inside the house, while Seventeen was standing outside the door, watching carefully with a knife in his hand.

It must be said that Qingzhu's fall did sharpen the blade of the knife, and it was a very good one.

This sword drinks human blood as soon as it is unsheathed. It will surely accomplish great things in the future.

"It's just a skin wound, miss, don't worry. Pay attention to the wound. I'll prescribe some medicine. Be careful not to touch water before the wound heals."

Lin Zhaoyue looked at Qingzhu lying on the bed and frowned slightly. She always felt that the master and servant had been in bad luck these days.

You have to wear red clothes to suppress it.

"Miss, Qingzhu is fine, don't worry."

Lin Zhaoyue nodded, wondering whether to seal the knife back.

"Miss, I read in the storybooks that every master would name his weapon. What name would you give this sword?"

She hadn't thought about naming it.

"Miss, I think Qingyue is a good name."

Qingyue?

Why do I feel like it’s just their two names put together?

But Qingyue sounds nice.

"Miss, can you call me Qingyue?"

Lin Zhaoyue was not too particular about the name, so she just followed her:

"Then let's call her Qingyue!"

"Qingyue."

Qingzhu thought about it and shook his head happily...

……

When Duke Lin came back and heard that his daughter chose to practice sword, he was quite surprised. After hearing that she chose the sword, he immediately dropped his official duties and went to the backyard to watch his daughter practice sword.

The sword moves that Lin Zhaoyue practiced were still the same as her previous sword moves, but with slight modifications.

Although his knife skills were immature, Duke Lin still watched with great interest.

Unexpectedly, Zhaozhao turned out to be a good candidate.

After Lin Zhaoyue finished her practice, she saw Duke Lin and ran over with a smile:

"Dad, why are you here?"

"Come and see Zhao Zhao practicing with the sword. She's already so skilled after practicing for more than half a month. She's worthy of being my daughter, Shen Rujing."

"Father, please stop praising me so harshly! My daughter can't even beat Seventeen in one move."

"How can they be the same? Seventeen has been practicing since he was in his mother's womb. Besides, even after practicing for so long, he still can't withstand three moves from your father."

Hearing this, Lin Zhaoyue's almond-shaped eyes immediately widened, and the admiration in her eyes was obvious:

"Dad is so awesome!"

In Lin Zhaoyue's eyes, Seventeen was already very powerful, but she didn't expect that he couldn't even defeat his father's three moves.

"Of course. Come, let Daddy show you his skills."

Duke Lin rolled up his sleeves and took the knife from Lin Zhaoyue's hand.

This knife is so light, it’s the same as not holding it.

Lin Zhaoyue came to Seventeen and saw that his eyes were shining. He looked at his father without blinking and asked:

"You really can't even handle three of my father's moves?"

Seventeen nodded, without a trace of frustration on his face, and said excitedly:

"Miss, you probably don't know how powerful the Duke's three moves are. The Duke's skills are top-notch in Anguo. There are few who can rival him. I know that His Majesty and Marquis Xuanping are two of them. The Duke alone can defeat a thousand cavalrymen..."

Lin Zhaoyue had never heard her father and mother mention these things, but now when she heard Seventeen mention them, her father seemed like a legendary figure in a picture book.

"Zhao Zhao, look carefully. Father is about to start."

A breeze blew, and a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue round-collar brocade official robe was seen standing in the yard with a knife in his left hand and sword-like eyebrows.

As the knife moved, a cold light flashed across the sharp and calm sword-like eyebrows. A strong murderous aura emanated from Duke Lin, like the king of killing in the dark night.

The father at this moment was completely different from the frivolous father he usually was. The murderous aura from him was so strong that it was hard to breathe.

Lin Zhaoyue held her breath unconsciously.

The knife was raised, and the man's black hair danced without wind. The knife turned, driving strong winds around. A deep and powerful voice seemed to come from all directions:

"The weapon moves with the heart, its traces can be found, it only defends and does not attack, the man and the weapon are one, movement and stillness are combined, it is seamless; the sword energy is invisible, with a myriad of changes, it only attacks and does not defend, it turns and cuts, the energy leaves no trace, it is impeccable..."

With the last blow, the pear tree in the yard, which was as thick as a thigh, was cut off at the waist. Lin Zhaoyue was stunned.

Is this really her father?

"boom!"

The lush pear tree fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and pear blossoms scattered all over the ground.

The loud noise brought Lin Zhaoyue back to her senses. She immediately stood up and ran towards Duke Lin like a bird.

"Dad, you are so awesome."

Lord Lin's face flashed with pride and satisfaction:

"Of course. Back then, your father was invincible on the battlefield."

"Father, why don't you teach me how to use a sword?"

As she spoke, Lin Zhaoyue remembered that her father had official duties to attend to, so she added:

"When there's time."

"Okay, when Daddy..."

Before Duke Lin could finish his words, a deafening noise was heard outside the yard. Madam Lin was standing outside the yard with a broken medicinal poison under her feet.

A man stood there, saying nothing, just looking at Duke Lin with a serious gaze.

He said coldly:

"Chun He, help your young lady into the house. Don't let her leave the room until she is well again."

When Mrs. Lin is really angry, she is actually at her calmest. She will not pull anyone's ears.

After saying this, she glanced at Duke Lin, then turned and walked away with her maid.

Duke Lin quickly stood up and chased after him.

When Mrs. Lin was really angry, no one in the mansion dared to even breathe.

Lin Zhaoyue was also afraid. She scratched her ears and quickly went into the house.

Duke Lin followed behind happily, and Madam Lin walked faster and faster:

"Ma'am, wait for me."

Mrs. Lin didn't stop until she reached a pavilion and asked everyone to leave.

Duke Lin reached out to hold Madam Lin's hand, but she shook him off.

"Madam~"

Duke Lin tried to seduce her again, but this time Madam Lin turned around and said angrily:

"Lin Ruojing, you have lived on the edge of a knife for half your life. I am worried every day, afraid that you will not come back one day. Do you want your daughter to follow your old path now?"

"lady…"

Duke Lin wanted to come over and hug her, but was pushed away by Madam Lin.

"I'm just teaching her sword skills for self-defense. Don't think too much about it."

"I even used your sword to practice swordplay for self-defense. Don't you just want her to inherit your legacy?"

"Zhao Zhao actually wants to practice. There's nothing wrong with letting her practice swordplay with me. After all, my skills are among the best in Anguo. If she learns, she can protect herself."

Duke Lin said that it was to allow Lin Zhaoyue to protect herself, but Mrs. Lin could tell that Duke Lin just wanted Lin Zhaoyue to inherit his mantle.

"Lin Ruojing, Zhaozhao is also your daughter, don't you feel bad for her? Learning sword is so hard, and she is getting married soon. When she becomes the Crown Princess, who will dare to bully her? The Crown Prince will protect her well. I really don't want her to live the same life you had before."

Seeing Madam Lin's distressed and worried expression, Duke Lin sighed softly, his voice heavy:

"Madam, I'm afraid the situation in the capital is about to change..."

……

Lin Zhaoyue didn’t know what her father and mother talked about that day, but the next day her mother agreed to let her practice sword.

Whenever Duke Lin had time after court, he would teach her how to practice with the sword.

I don’t know where Qingzhu got the medicinal bath from, but every day after practicing sword skills, he would soak in it and all the aches and pains in his body would disappear.

While Lin Zhaoyue was taking a bath in the room, Xiao Ran rushed in aggressively:

"Zhao Zhao, didn't we agree that we would go out for a spring outing when you got better? Why didn't you send anyone to inform me when you got better?"

God knows she's been so idle in the palace that mushrooms are growing on her.

Lin Zhaoyue: ...It’s not that she didn’t want to tell you, but because she just found Yudiecao today.

I was planning to tell her tomorrow.

Of course, these things couldn't be told to Xiao Ran, so Lin Zhaoyue admitted her mistake:

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

Xiao Ran snorted and said:

"How about we go tomorrow?"

"can."

As he spoke, he remembered something and said to Xiao Ran:

"How about we make some for the spring outing? In previous years we always went there to fly kites, but this year we want to try something different."

Xiao Ran thought this was a good idea:

"That's fine. How about we bring the ingredients over there and cook it ourselves? That would be more fun."

Lin Zhaoyue's almond-shaped eyes flickered slightly. This is also fine.

"it is good."

The next day, almost all the prominent young ladies and gentlemen from aristocratic families in the capital participated in the spring outing planned by Princess Duanmin.

A group of people gathered in the East Market in a mighty manner.

As expected, Xiao Yan also came and looked at her across the crowd.