Sisi was very angry. She was interrupted while telling a story. She had just mentioned the appearance of a maid who could disguise herself, but her divine brother was taken away by someone else.

What was frustrating was that she couldn't follow along. Even the maid who claimed to be Zhao Changhe's maid couldn't do it.

The maid from the Tang family, whom she disguised as, had already been exposed. The real maid had been rescued from the firewood room by someone else and had been hungry for two days. If it weren't for Zhao Changhe's reminder, she might have really starved to death. The Tang family didn't trouble her because she seemed to have helped a little, so how could they let this person of unknown origin stay by and listen to Tang Wanzhuang and Zhao Changhe's "important matters"?

Fortunately, Zhao Changhe knew how to handle things. Instead of following Tang Wanzhuang right away, he taught her the meaning of the Linghu Sword, so she had something to practice and something to do.

This sword meaning was just scratching the surface. Sisi couldn't understand how Zhao Changhe comprehended it, but she had to admit that it suited her well and was an excellent complement to her martial arts.

Sisi suddenly thought that Zhao Changhe's story was probably meant to warn her. Whether it was the Murong family or Jiumo Zhi, it seemed that they were heading towards the path of villains. And it was probably not very meaningful for them to collect martial arts from various families. Only what suited oneself was the best. She shouldn't sneak around and steal things in the future... that was probably the meaning.

Sisi sighed. It was different.

No matter how smart and analytical Zhao Changhe was, he still missed some things.

But could she explain it to him?

As Sisi practiced, she subconsciously looked through the door and saw that the Bloodthirsty Bead, which had been casually thrown there, had just been taken away. She remembered Zhao Changhe's casual attitude last night. When everyone found the treasure together, if you wanted it, you could take it. If you didn't want it, I would keep it. That was the basic rule in our Zhao Village.

But that was because this bead was not suitable for everyone, so it could be like this.

The Tomb of the Sword Emperor might not be the same. Some things... everyone wanted.

Even if he was willing, the Demon Suppression Bureau would not agree. This was no longer just a matter between the two of them.

......

Tang Wanzhuang's waterside pavilion was empty except for her and the Qin. She stood there vigilantly, her eyes scanning Zhao Changhe, focusing on his scar, and then pursing her lips.

No matter how you looked at it, Baoqin felt that Miss and this person had nothing in common.

Although this person now seemed more dignified than when they first met in Jianhu City, and no longer had that rustic air, there was still a strong aura of killing and blood on him. The way he walked with big strides always made people feel like a tiger was pouncing.

On the other hand, Miss was as gentle as water, walking lightly like a cloud. The extreme contrast between movement and stillness in the scene made it feel like a fierce tiger roaring while the mountain wind blew gently, creating a strong sense of tearing.

"Please sit." Tang Wanzhuang gestured with her hand, and the two sat facing each other.

The dishes on the table were simple, even simpler than when Tang Buqi treated them. But Zhao Changhe felt quite comfortable and didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up a bowl and started eating, saying, "What important matter do you want to talk about? The Tomb of the Sword Emperor?"

"We can wait for you to recover from your injuries before discussing that. There's no rush," Tang Wanzhuang smiled and said, "You've been rushing around all the time, doing one thing after another. Don't you have any thoughts of slowing down and taking a break?"

"I do. Wasn't I telling stories and drinking tea with the little maid? It was you who invited me to talk about 'important matters'..." Zhao Changhe said.

"Not everything you do outside is considered important matters..." Tang Wanzhuang said, "For example, did you think about that bead yesterday?"

"Yes, it's filled with impure and chaotic energy, all kinds of negative aura gathered together. It's not suitable for me to use, but it's more suitable for those in the demonic path who cultivate negative emotions. But do you have a method to shield these impurities and extract only the killing intent and bloodthirsty aura?" Zhao Changhe asked.

"Yes, that's the important matter," Tang Wanzhuang said with a smile, "I couldn't think of any ideas yesterday, but I thought about it all night and came up with some methods."

Zhao Changhe secretly thought that if a blind person said you're not weak, there must be some way. It turned out to be true. It's really impressive to be praised by a blind person. At least in terms of martial arts comprehension, it should exceed Mile's level. The reason why he fought so poorly should still be due to his illness. I wonder if she would be at the level of the Heavenly List if she recovers from her illness?

He humbly asked for advice, "I came to Suzhou mainly for this object that nurtures killing intent. If I want to quickly improve my Bloodthirsty Art, I can't do without these things. Since Mile offered it, it's a bit disappointing that I can't use it. Do you have any ideas, Shouzuo?"

Tang Wanzhuang said, "Do you remember when I told you that it would be beneficial for you to learn to play the qin and paint?"

"Uh...""You are fierce and ruthless in battle, like a ferocious tiger. It benefits you in combat, but it's detrimental to your cultivation. At present, your cultivation seems to be advancing rapidly, faster than anyone else in the world. However, there are hidden problems with your foundation, it's not solid. Yet, you are still eager to continue nurturing your evil energy and moving forward... Forgive my frankness, if you continue like this, sooner or later you will be stuck at the threshold of the eighth or ninth level, suffering unbearable pain, because you lack the necessary accumulation and sedimentation. This accumulation is not only about your cultivation technique, but also your skill technique."

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Actually, I have a vague feeling in my heart that I'm too hasty and lack sedimentation. But many things in the past were pushing me forward, one after another, and didn't give me time to settle down."

Tang Wanzhuang leisurely sipped a bowl of lotus seed soup, "During your time in Sword Lake City, you could have stayed longer for cultivation. Han Wubing is your good friend, you should have honed your skills together and promoted each other. Why did you leave in such a hurry?"

Zhao Changhe scratched his head, a little stunned.

He had forgotten why he left in such a hurry, as if he should have left if he stayed too long...

Or was he simply avoiding her, Tang Wanzhuang, not wanting to see her more?

Oh, it seemed that he had just obtained the golden foil and didn't want to stay in such a complicated place?

He had forgotten what he was thinking at the time, but he left in a hurry, as if something was biting his butt.

Perhaps it could be said that he was just restless and couldn't stay in one place.

Tang Wanzhuang leisurely said, "If I hadn't mentioned it this time, would you have rushed off again after exploring the Tomb of the Sword Emperor?"

Zhao Changhe could only say, "I forgot what I was thinking at the time. Weren't you the one who gave me the task to go out?"

Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but laugh, "So you listen to my orders? Then I'll give you a task this time. No matter what the result of the Tomb of the Sword Emperor is, you stay here for ten more days, okay?"

Zhao Changhe was puzzled, "Stay here for what? To get to know you better? What are you thinking? Shouldn't we keep our distance?"

Tang Wanzhuang sighed somewhat helplessly, "Personal reputation, how can it compare to public affairs... No matter how you see it, in my eyes, you are a public affair."

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then sighed, "So what do you want me to stay for?"

"Learn the zither, calligraphy, painting, and poetry with me." Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly, "Perhaps you don't need to learn poetry and literature. You are eloquent, and the stories you tell make me want to continue listening... With such knowledge, it's a pity to present yourself as a rustic."

Zhao Changhe was helpless, "Why do you want me to learn these things? Even if I were a prince, there's no reason to learn these things. They're useless even if I learn them well. Haven't the histories of Zhao Ji and Li Yu told you?"

Tang Wanzhuang said seriously, "Your mind needs to slow down, and these things can slow you down. Concentrate, cultivate your sentiment, eliminate impatience, that's all."

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Zhao Changhe really didn't want to learn, so he had to ask, "You said you have an idea for the bead, is this it?"

"This is one of the solutions. Why can those negative energies like hatred, resentment, and ruthlessness affect your temperament or thoughts? Because your mind is not calm. I want to teach you the Tang family's intention, no matter how the wind blows from all directions, or how the spring water flows, it's just a ripple. At that time, your heart will guard itself, your spirit will be like water, reflecting like the moon, and there will be no more inner demons."

Zhao Changhe widened his eyes, "I stole a bit of your sword intent, and your nephew has quarreled with me several times. Are you really going to teach me the core intention of the Tang family? When the time comes, he will be furious and beat you up..."

Tang Wanzhuang interrupted him directly, "What about you? Are you willing to learn?"

Zhao Changhe scratched his head, "Do I need to formally become your disciple?"

Tang Wanzhuang lowered her head, her delicate hand holding a small spoon, stirring the lotus seed soup. After a long while, she said, "If you are willing, it would be best."

In the summer afternoon, the heat was unbearable, even the surrounding water pavilions seemed hot, without any coolness.

But when she lowered her head and gently stirred with her hand, it was as if the coolness of the lotus seeds in the bowl was seeping out, making the summer afternoon feel like a cool lotus blooming.

His heart became calm.

PS: More to come tonight.