This is also a serious task for Yun Xiao.
You can also train his patience at the same time!
"Okay, Yun Xiao, you should go back to the mansion and train on time tomorrow morning."
"Yes." Yun Xiao lowered his head and answered very neatly.
The master said to train on time, which means training will start at 4:30 tomorrow morning, so naturally he has to come.
Although he is now training children, he has more weight on his shoulders.
But Yun Xiao didn't complain at all.
After Yun Xiao left, Yun Tingruo waved his hand: "Yunlin, try to speak as little as possible in front of Ye Ping and his wife."
Yunlin is a man. Although he disguises himself as a woman, he still speaks with the voice of a young man.
That's why Yun Tingruo said this.
"Yunlin knows."
Yunlin twitched his fingers, still very touched by his master's reminder.
This shows that the master takes him seriously.
Yunlin no longer dislikes the annoying women's clothing.
"Okay. The next two hours are your and Dong'er's free time, and it's up to you to make your own arrangements."
Although the daily training schedule is full, Yun Tingruo still makes time to allow Dong'er and Yunlin to have separate space.
Killers, in the 21st century, are cold weapons.
There is no heart, no blood, just killing killing killing.
But in this time and space, Yun Tingruo wants a killer who is not ruthless and heartless. What she wants is judgmental, humane, and also sentimental.
As soon as Dong'er heard that free time was coming, she quickly pulled out a small quilt and sat down to make it.
The small quilt in her hand is not big, it is completely mini-shaped. It was made by Donger for Xiaochi.
Whenever Xiao Chi saw Xiao Bai's little bed, she would coo with envy.
Dong'er treats Xiaochi like a little treasure.
Naturally, I rushed to make mini quilts and mini pillows without hesitation.
Yun Tingruo couldn't help but sigh when she saw Dong'er doing needlework seriously!
Who is this lady
His eyes turned slightly and landed on Xiao Chi lying in front of Dong'er.
The little guy is very attached to Dong'er and sticks to her no matter what she does.
Then he thought of the uncle-like Xiaobai and shook his head gently.
Fortunately, Xiaobai is not so clingy!
Seeing that Dong'er had something of his own to do, Yunlin wanted to go out and train on his own, but when he thought of his master's words, he stopped again.
If they were training in the yard at this time, and Ye Ping and his wife saw him, who knows what trouble would happen.
So he endured it and stayed quietly in the room.
The room suddenly became quiet.
The three of them each do their own thing!
Yun Tingruo took out a blanket and placed it on the ground in front of the bed.
He took off his shoes and sat on the blanket with his feet circling together.
His back was as straight as a cypress, and his two small hands moved steadily and slowly.
The whole person slowly relaxed!
Completely ignoring the sounds from the outside world.
It seems that between heaven and earth, there is only Yun Tingruo.
Yunlin had never seen such a posture before. His eyes were as big as copper bells. He stared blankly at Yun Tingruo sitting on the blanket and making various weird postures. He was both surprised and shocked in his heart.
"Dong'er, master, this is it."
Yunlin's tongue was tangled.
Although her speech was a bit slurred, Dong'er could still hear it clearly, with a look of surprise on her face: "The lady said, this is called yoga."
Yunlin choked, "Yoga, what a strange name."
The master looked like a sculpted clay doll.
Yunlin didn't ask any more questions. Although he was full of questions, if he continued to ask questions like this, it would be too disturbing to his master's training.
After burning the incense, Yun Tingruo opened her eyes and felt the blood flowing all over her body, feeling comfortable from the soles of her feet to her temples.
This yoga is very good for the body. If you insist on practicing it every day, you will achieve unexpected results in the long run.
So whenever Yun Tingruo has free time, he will practice yoga.
"Miss, are you going to practice calligraphy or read a book next?"
Dong'er put down the sewing in her hand, took a handkerchief and handed it to Yun Tingruo to wipe her sweat, and asked softly.
"Let's read a book." Yun Tingruo didn't answer even if he thought about it. He had to relax his body after yoga.
Calligraphy training is about training the arms and wrists, which is not easy to do now!
Yunlin looked curiously at Yun Tingruo lying on the couch!
The master's eyes and expression are always clean and clear, and there is no hint that such a little girl has amazing strength.
This is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!
Dong'er quickly took out the book that Yun Tingruo had been reading recently.
There are a total of more than thirty short stories in the book, including strange anecdotes, love affairs, and myths.
Have nothing to do to pass the time.
Yun Tingruo skillfully turned to one of the pages...
He took the fruit on one side and ate it leisurely.
What a joy!
"Dong'er, master's identity?"
Yunlin looked at his master's temperament, and he didn't look like someone from an ordinary family at all.
He finally plucked up the courage to ask the question that had been bothering him.
"Miss, she."
Faced with the problem baby in front of her, Dong'er's tone paused.
After thinking for a while, he waved gently to Yunlin: "Let's go out and talk."
The two left the room quietly.
Came to a garden.
Not far away, pavilions and pavilions are nestled among the lush greenery.
The sun shone through the gaps between the branches, and the leaves were dyed with a light green. On the young faces of the two, the look in the girl's eyes was gloomy. '
The young man's eyes were full of energy.
"Yunlin, my lady's identity is actually the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion."
"ah… "
Yunlin was confused by the words "the daughter of the prime minister's house".
He always thought that his master came from a wealthy family.
Unexpectedly, the young lady is the daughter of the Xiangfu family.
This is a queen from a famous family!
Yunlin rubbed his arms subconsciously, but why was the master not in the Prime Minister's Mansion and why was he staying in this Zhuangzi
"Since the master is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, why is he not in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Since Yunlin asked out loud at the beginning, he naturally had to ask clearly.
"The lady is the fourth lady of the Xiangfu."
Seeing Yunlin stunned, Dong'er threw another bomb.
"Oh," Yunlin looked suddenly enlightened, but then froze.
The legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister, the idiotic fourth lady who is famous all over the world.
The master turned out to be the idiot fourth lady.
This is impossible.
Facing the dull Yunlin, Dong'er patted him on the shoulder: "A meeting is worse than a rumor!"
The young lady was indeed a fool before, but it is different now. The young lady is no longer stupid.
And he is smart, wise, has weird ideas, and is indifferent.
There is only an arrogant temperament all over his body.
There is no trace of stupidity.
So Dong'er never mentioned the lady's past.
So what she said was showing the credibility of the rumors.
Dong'er's words made Yunlin scratch his head. He had indeed heard the rumors.
Everyone in the streets of Feng Country is singing.
The four daughters of the prime minister’s house!
What a fool!
Born stupid!
Inferior intelligence!
Don't fight back!
Don't retaliate!
Chess, calligraphy and painting!
Nothing!
Just drill into dog holes!
Dementia!
There is not only one such song, but also a variety of songs sung by children.
That's why the people know that the fourth lady of the prime minister's house is a fool.