Li Ruyu returned home and lie down in harmony.

Then I fell asleep peacefully.

It seemed like it was just an ordinary night.

Since I have made up my mind, I will no longer be nervous. I will just hold the sword in peace tomorrow. Whether it will succeed or not is not what I think or what I think. I will ignore the endless worldly affairs. I will only go with one sword.

This is the Master’s principle: pleasure.

When Xiaoxiao returned home, Aunt Zhou suppressed her anxiousness and was unwilling to put too much pressure on her daughter. She said warmly: "There is warm water in the toilet. Xiaoxiao, go and wash it before going to bed."

Xiaoxiao nodded.

I did not take off all my clothes and bathe, but only washed the beauty of women.

This is what my mother taught him.

Women should cherish themselves. Whether it is the cold winter month or the winter day, they should always wet their bodies with warm water. Xiaoxiao didn’t know that this is a custom that only women in aristocratic families have.

Ordinary people are busy with oil, rice, salt and vinegar, so they are concerned about these details.

Therefore, the foolish woman in the countryside often has a strange smell on her lower body.

When I returned to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, Aunt Zhou brought hot water to wash Xiaoxiao's feet. Her snow-white and slender feet were very cold.

In the warm water, my mother's hands with calluses were kneading, which was very comfortable.

Xiaoxiao hesitated for a while and said, "Mom, Brother Yu is going to borrow a sword from Master."

Aunt Zhou froze for a moment, then continued to rub the cracks between Xiao Xiao's toes without raising her head. She said very calmly. In fact, she was very worried, "Why do you want to borrow a sword?"

Xiaoxiao looked serious and said, "Kill the widower of grandson."

Aunt Zhou looked up and said, "Ruyu is only thirteen years old."

Nodded little.

"Don't harm Ruyu..."

Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes, "Brother Yu will succeed."

Aunt Zhou sighed.

Xiaoxiao was a little angry and aggravated her tone, "Mom, Brother Yu will definitely succeed."

Aunt Zhou had no choice but to follow her and smiled, "I will do it."

I feel very uneasy.

A thirteen-year-old boy was lucky enough to kill a second-class man. Now he still wanted to kill a widower, which was unlikely to think about it.

Xiaoxiao stared at the window frame and repeated the sentence Yu Ge will succeed.

Yes...

It was dawn and winter was already coming, and after frost, there was no mist.

It's extremely cold in the morning.

Li Ruyu got up, boiled hot water, took a shower seriously, and then found the cleanest set of shirts from the cabinet. After hesitating, he picked up the long shirt that Widow Wang gave him a few days ago.

Dress quietly and your heart is as calm as water.

I looked at myself in the bronze mirror. I had a weak figure and could barely reach a height of five feet. I was wearing a long gown, but I was actually almost the same as most men in the small village.

In the bronze mirror, my skin color has slightly recovered, and I have changed from black loach to wheat.

The eyebrows are slender and the bridge of the nose is straight. The typical melon-shaped face looks a little narrow because of its slenderness. Li Ruyu smiled, and then there was a mean smile on the corners of his thin lips.

Put down the bronze mirror, clean the room and yard first, then cook porridge, cook an egg sent by Aunt Zhou, and grabbed two handfuls of pickled kimchi that Aunt Zhou and Xiaoxiao helped pickle, chopped them, poured them on red oil and chili and mixed them.

Eat seriously, chew slowly, and you will be exactly 70% full, and you will not be more than one spoonful of porridge.

Life is so hard, Li Ruyu has learned not to waste any of it.

Waste of food is the most intolerable original sin.

Then wash the dishes.

It seemed like this was just an ordinary morning.

After doing all this, Li Ruyu washed his hands again, came to the bedroom, picked up the Master's sword, hung the sword by his waist, took a deep breath, turned around and went out, and walked straight to the west of the village under the frost.

A look of definiteness.

Today, the boy hung his sword and killed people.

I happened to see Zhao Ergou wandering around the village with his hands on his back, baring his teeth - not wandering around. His eyes, which were shining with the gloss of mouse eyes, were always staring at the home, thinking about when to grab something back.

Seeing Li Ruyu hanging on his waist, Zhao Ergou was a little surprised and asked loudly: "Isn't this the Prince of Da'an? Why are you doing early in the morning? You are holding Master Li's sword?"

Li Ruyu looked at him without looking sideways and replied lightly, "Murder."

Zhao Ergou said oh, "Your Highness the Crown Prince wants to kill someone, who will you kill? For uncle - well, let me tell you about it."

Li Ruyu looked at him sideways, "Sun Widower."

Zhao Ergou was stunned.

When he realized that Li Ruyu had already walked away.

I remembered something, and my face suddenly changed. I hurriedly ran home to get the hunting knife.

From Li Ruyu's family to Sun's widower's house, you have to pass through most of the village. Li Ruyu hangs his sword and meets many people, including Huang Zi Gonggong of the Da'an Dynasty and ordinary villagers.

No matter who asks, Li Ruyu is outspoken.

kill.

Kill the widower of grandson.

Li Ruyu looked serious, and no one thought he was joking. The village became excited. Li Ruyu walked to the palace of the Da'an Dynasty, and almost everyone followed.

Except for children.

In fact, they all have the heart to watch the fun. No one believes that Li Ruyu, a thirteen-year-old boy, can kill his grandson widower. No matter what, Sun widower is, he is an adult, and there are also Huang Zigong, a royal family member of the Da'an Dynasty.

Kill him?

impossible!

Zhao Ergou rushed over with a hunting knife, but he was not in a hurry to stop Li Ruyu.

He is not stupid either, he has to check the situation first.

In the crowd, Aunt Zhou looked nervous and her lips turned white.

Xiaoxiao is not by her side.

Behind the Master.

The Master was a little weird today. He wore an extremely clean white long gown, and had his edges for the first time. His long hair was tied up and his back was hanging down. His temples were weeping willows, and his vicissitudes and loneliness were wiped out.

He walked around with his hands on his back, like a green lotus blooming.

Floating like a banished immortal.

Sword Immortal.

Xiaoxiao followed him, holding a stick with both hands. The stick that Li Ruyu often chopped, with a serious face. She was as serious as Qiuyue, and she had a cold and coldness that made people unable to get close to.

The Master did not enter the crowd.

Just took Xiaoxiao to stand on a high place and looked at Li Ruyu dozens of meters away.

Smiling at the corner of the lips.

Sun Waihuman, who was still sleeping, was awakened and put on a dragon robe and walked out of the palace. Seeing this posture, he was stunned and immediately shouted, "Li Ruyu, you are my Prince Da'an, what do you want to do!"

Li Ruyu smiled, with a very peaceful smile, but her extremely thin lips made her smile a little mean.

"Kill you."

It’s very simple to kill you, like a few drops of water falling from a pan.

...

...

There was no frost or mist in Shunjiangji, sixty miles away.

A woman went to the Qingliu River to wash vegetables and clothes.

The noisy women knew each other well, talking about the gossips by the seven aunts and eight aunts. At this time, the washing clothes and vegetables were all vulgar women, without any shame. The gossips in the market also included the romantic affairs between the couple last night, which was very lively.

The Ding family’s little lady got married shortly after she heard it, and she was ashamed to hear it and pounded her husband’s thick long gown.

The aunt next to her tweeted with a few other old wives who didn't know how to be chewy and shameful, and suddenly patted her, "Miss Ding's little lady, you're a little uncomfortable when you walk with your legs crossed. Your little Ding is trying hard to make you hard at night. You are so young, especially when you get married, it's fresh. Just wait for a month and you'll get used to it."

The little lady of the Ding family was blushing, and she was ummy and didn't know what to say.

I looked up inadvertently and saw a piece of wood floating over the misty river. After looking carefully, I was stunned for a moment, suddenly got up and ran away, screaming in my voice: "There is a dead person!"
Chapter completed!