It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Su Wanyu quickly explained: "In the deep courtyards of the capital, it is unreasonable for a woman to learn swordsmanship. This is against the rules."

Gu Linjun shook his head slightly and handed the sword to her: "Who said that women can't learn swordsmanship? My master always said that there is no difference between men and women, especially when it comes to martial arts. Don't underestimate yourself."

He once said these words gently to her under the shade of a tree on a sunny afternoon.

Su Wanyu stared at the dagger in Gu Linjun's hand. The sword shone faintly in the moonlight, as if it was no longer a cold weapon, but the little orange he handed to her many years ago to comfort her.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally reached out her hand and solemnly took the dagger. She looked up and gave Gu Linjun a warm smile: "Then I'll trouble you, Your Majesty."

The night wind blows gently, and the moonlight is like water, hazy and gentle.

When Su Wanyu held the dagger for the first time, she felt it was cold and heavy, which was completely different from the embroidery needle she was used to holding in her daily life.

It was her first time holding a sword, and her slender wrist felt a little strained, but her eyes were determined.

Gu Linjun stood behind her, gently holding the tip of the sword, and said gently: "Today, feel the weight and balance of this sword first, and then I will slowly teach you the essence of swordsmanship."

Su Wanyu concentrated on holding the dagger, holding the hilt tightly with her right hand, slowly pulling it out from Gu Linjun's support and raising the sword to her chest.

She tried hard to straighten her wrist and keep the sword flat. Although her movements were a little awkward, she insisted on not letting her hands tremble.

The tip of the sword was level with her line of sight, and the cold light flickered in her grasp. Su Wanyu felt an unprecedented joy in her heart.

In the Su Mansion, she was always surrounded by servants. Not to mention holding a sword, even the use of scissors was strictly restricted by the maids, who were afraid that she would hurt herself.

Gu Linjun lowered his head, taking in her smile, and then whispered in her ear: "Master once said that a woman's hand should be able to hold the delicateness of an embroidery needle and the heroic spirit of a sword."

"It seems that it is true."

Su Wanyu sighed inwardly, and the sword in her hand seemed to become more handy.

Her adaptability was beyond Gu Linjun's imagination. As soon as he finished speaking, he held her hand tightly and swung forward. The tip of the sword drew a sharp and graceful arc under the cold moonlight.

Su Wanyu stood still and felt the power in her hands for the first time.

Gu Linjun guided her hand, moved lightly, and swung the sword backwards again, this time with greater force. The blade cut through the air in the night wind, making a crisp and pleasant metallic sound.

Gu Linjun spared no expense to hire the best swordsmith to forge this sword, which took a month to carefully craft. The sword is both sharp and light.

The moonlight was bright and clear. Gu Linjun walked lightly, holding the back of her hand with one hand and gently supporting her waist with the other hand, guiding her to dance a series of smooth and elegant sword flowers.

The two figures reflected each other in the moonlight, and the sword light was like a silver-white spirit snake, drawing brilliant and dazzling pictures of light and shadow as they moved.

Soon, Su Wanyu was able to control the weight of the sword with ease. Without having to exert any effort, the sword seemed to have come to life and moved freely in her palm.

Seeing this, Gu Linjun nodded with satisfaction and gently let go of her hand: "That's all for today. If you want to continue studying in the future, remember to come here to find me."

"I'll wait for you here every day." He deliberately emphasized his tone, his words full of promise and expectation.

Su Wanyu couldn't let go of this new treasure. Her fingertips gently slid across the sword blade, and her heart was filled with gratitude: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. But I'm afraid I can't go out every day in the mansion."

Gu Linjun folded his arms, the night wind gently blew across his hair, he laughed loudly and said: "It's okay, you can come if you want, and you don't have to come when it's inconvenient. I will keep this 'Guichuan Yulu' for you."

Su Wanyu's gaze moved from the teacup on the table to his familiar smile. Those memories that were almost buried by the years gradually overlapped with the man in front of her.

In her memory, he was like this too, leading the horse, walking in front of her with his head held high, and saying casually: "If you want to learn how to ride a horse, just follow me. If you don't want to, just do as you please."

At that time, her shoulders were slightly hunched, and her round eyes were full of confusion and hesitation, but she finally plucked up the courage and took the step to catch up.

Now, she stared down at the sword in her hand, a gentle smile on her lips, and replied, "Okay."

Gu Linjun put his hands behind his back, looked up at the gradually sinking moonlight, and said slowly: "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Su Wanyu quickly declined: "My servant is waiting outside the temple, so there is no need to trouble Your Majesty to see me off."

Gu Linjun looked over her shoulder, toward the temple gate, and smiled calmly: "The girl in the mansion is probably very busy right now and has no time to come and pick you up."

Su Wanyu didn't understand what he meant for a moment, until she looked up and saw the two people confronting each other on the eaves of the neighboring house, and then the doubts in her heart were suddenly cleared up.

It turned out that everything had been arranged already, just to protect her.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes showing a bit of curiosity and unintentional provocation, and asked softly to Gu Linjun beside her: "Who is that young talent standing on the eaves, fighting fiercely with Siqi?"

After saying this, she tilted her head slightly, her long hair as black as ink gently brushed across her shoulders, revealing a look of anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Gu Linjun smiled gently and walked forward slowly, his movements gentle and graceful.

He took out a snow-white fox fur cloak from the side and gently draped it over her shoulders.

"That's my follower, Fang Qing. Don't worry, although he is highly skilled in martial arts, he will never attack a woman."

On the roof, the morning light was shining, and Siqi was in a strong and agile posture. She had not met an opponent for several months since she entered the Zheng Mansion, and she couldn't help feeling a little lonely.

Now, this unexpected opponent made the fighting spirit in her heart burn with fire.

The two were waiting for their respective masters outside the temple gate, but unexpectedly, a few quarrels led to an unexpected contest.

Siqi initially thought that the other party was just an arrogant servant, while Fang Qing mistakenly believed that she was just a weak and vulnerable maid.

However, as the fight progressed, both sides were shocked by the other's hidden martial arts, and their contempt disappeared in an instant.

The battle intensified, swords flashed, fists whistled, and the two men had unknowingly leaped onto the green tiles of the temple, attracting the amazement of the people below.

Su Wanyu stood under the eaves, looking at the exciting duel, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She did not say anything to stop it, but seemed to be happy with it and enjoying this visual feast.

In fact, when she went out, she seemed to have brought only Siqi with her, but in fact she had two other extraordinary personal guards.

An Yi and An Er followed quietly behind.

The martial arts skills of these two are better than Siqi's, and they are Su Wanyu's most trusted guardians.