Feng Xingying has a free and easy personality and a stable mind, so he is a crowd-pleaser. You won't feel shy or flattered.
It is true that she is a sixteen-year-old girl, but she already has a lover who will never give up her life and death, and she will not be obsessed with others, so there is no need to be flattered by this matter.
Feng Xingying is also a person from modern times. He has studied basic theories such as psychology and education. The curiosity of young people towards the opposite sex is not a shameful attitude, it is just appreciation.
Even so, what she received was full of kindness, so what was there to be ashamed of
"My nephew Feng has a good attitude." When they arrived at the mountain gate, the second uncle praised him.
The second uncle deliberately ignored the onlookers, which was also a test of Feng Xingying's mentality.
Feng Xingying did not answer.
The second uncle looked at her confused look and finally remembered that this girl had lost her memory and probably had no feelings about the relationship between men and women.
The second uncle could not help but make a point: "Our Lingshan Sword Sect does not prohibit our disciples from falling in love, but we will not force any disciple. If someone forces you, you should tell the master."
"Yes, Second Master."
"Well, I asked your senior brother to arrange your daily life. He is a calm man. If you need anything, you can come to him."
Senior brother
That's right, Feng Xingying remembered it. The old man said just now that his disciple Qiu Yingqi, the senior brother of their Lingshan Sword Sect, was still single. It seemed that the old man's city government was very involved in bringing them together.
It's a pity that he must be disappointed.
However, Feng Xingying still listened to the second master's words and allowed Qiu Yingqi to arrange a place for her to live, and told her what to do in daily life. He also took the initiative to tell her:
"Tomorrow I will ask you to go to class early. It will be a little uncomfortable at first, but it will get better in the future."
"Oh." Feng Xingying nodded. This female disciple of the Lingshan Sword Party really takes care of her. She has a separate house and a large independent space.
"Junior Sister Feng." Qiu Yingqi said awkwardly before leaving: "I don't know what Master told you, but I have no other feelings for Junior Sister. Please don't misunderstand, Junior Sister."
"Ah? What kind of love? What do you mean?" Feng Xingying is now an amnesiac.
"Oh, it's nothing. Junior sister, please pay attention to your safety, spend more time practicing your sword, and spend less time dressing up."
“…”
Feng Xingying really wanted to beat him up. Your master wants to match us up, and it’s not like the old man has taken a fancy to you. You’re really being selfish!
And about dressing up, have you provoked me? Although this person probably has good intentions, it sounds awkward. What does it mean that this girl only pays attention to dressing up
Is it her fault that she is beautiful
Humph, you don’t want me to dress up? I prefer to dress up!
When Feng Xingying took out the mirror and looked at it, he really wanted to throw it down!
"Steamed buns! What the hell is this all over my head and face?"
No wonder Qiu Yingqi reminded her, Feng Xingying's current bridal makeup was completely terrifying.
Her beautiful little face was covered with exaggerated rouge and lipstick, as well as her uncoordinated eyebrows and the cinnabar between her eyebrows.
The whole face made Feng Xingying want to tear it apart.
"Who did this!"
"It's not me..." Steamed Bun said innocently, "This is what the head madam painted for you. She said girls should be pretty."
"I...what kind of aesthetics!" Feng Xingying really wanted to cry. The makeup was so disfiguring that she was watched all the way with a proud look on her face.
It was also because the Lingshan Sword Sect had no female disciples, so they didn't care how ugly she was painted.