Xingtie, my life is like walking on thin ice

If Zhu Qing hadn't secretly shocked herself with electricity, she should have gotten used to it.

......

There was nothing for Zhuqing to do in the early morning.

But for Xiaoniao, she has a lot to do in the morning, including daily exercises and necessary exercises to maintain her figure.

She got up early and didn't have breakfast until eight o'clock.

By the time she took a rest and sipped warm water, the breakfast she bought had already gone cold.

She looked at the clean table and blinked.

That shouldn't be the case. It's not the first day she and Zhuqing have known each other. She knows how much Zhuqing eats, so she should have a share of the food she bought.

Soon, she heard movement in the kitchen, and Zhu Qing came out with a plate.

"I didn't expect it this time. Let's have breakfast together next time."

In the past, due to the distance between them, they did not have such worries, but now that they are together, their living habits always need to be adjusted slowly.

Breakfast is at a fixed time on the train, so in order to fit in, the little bird slightly changed its lifestyle.

Now that the two of them are together, Zhuqing can have breakfast as soon as he wakes up, while Xiaoniao needs to practice one or two systems in advance every day.

Although they are just harmless little habits, when two people are together, they always need to slowly work these little habits into place.

But fortunately, they don't mind changing because of each other.

Zhu Qing seemed to see the bird's puzzled expression and laughed.

"I don't have many opportunities to make breakfast, so I'll just make do with this. Um... I'll learn how to make it later."

Hearing this, the bird arched its eyebrows.

"I'm honored to have a hero like you make breakfast for me~"

Her words were a bit exaggerated, but she was genuinely happy.

"But Zhuqing...how did you know I had this for breakfast?"

"I searched online and found this letter interview. You once talked about what you eat for three meals a day."

Compared with formal video interviews, Xiaoniao receives more letters of complaint, or simply publishes them in newspapers and only records the text version.

"Well, it looks good, right?"

"It's very sumptuous, but what I said is just for external use. I usually don't prepare such a sumptuous meal."

Watching Zhu Qing put the plate on the table, she also sat down, supporting her chin with one hand and smiling: "Well... usually I just have a boiled egg and a cup of coffee or milk."

"No matter how much you want to stay in shape, you still have to eat."

Although they are both destiny travelers, Xiaoniao obviously does not have the ability of Zhuqing to rely on imaginary numbers to survive.

However, even if Zhu Qing can survive by relying on imaginary numbers, he will still die if he is deprived of regular food, but he will die more slowly.

The influence of the power of destiny is somewhat abstract, but it is true. Regular food can only replenish a small part of the energy, but even this small part is indispensable.

“I’m eating well…”

"Really? Then I'll have to contact your housekeeper and ask her to send you pictures of you eating every day."

"..."

"She won't give you her contact information."

The bird coughed lightly and tried to focus on breakfast.

Although the method is simple, it is indeed very rich, and Zhuqing even specially restored the shape.

It's hard for him to hold the knife and chop people.

"She will."

"..."

"Okay, I'll take note. I'll eat well."

Robin finally compromised, with helplessness in her eyes, "I'm not a child anymore, I can take good care of myself."

She admitted that sometimes she did not eat well, but that was when she was inspired by her creative ideas.

Normally, she still eats well, and her figure can neither get fatter nor thinner.

She is already a bit thin, and if she were any thinner she wouldn't look good.

The little bird began to taste the breakfast made by Zhuqing. Because it was very simple, there was almost no room for failure.

But if you ask me how delicious it is, that’s not the case. After all, it’s simple and there’s not much room for creativity.

Of course, it depends on who makes it. At least in Robin's opinion, this breakfast, which is no different from the previous ones, is more delicious than any she has ever had.

......

Chang Lotte.

"March wants to learn sword?"

Zhu Qing slowly typed a question mark and looked at San Yue Qi.

"Do you still want to show off your skills at the martial arts ceremony?"

"That's right~"

March nodded very confidently.

"..."

"Let's just assume you're a genius, but even counting the end of the martial arts ceremony, there's less than a month left. How are you planning on learning it in that time?"

"Master Yunli and Master Yanqing both said, as the saying goes, if you master one skill, you will master all skills. Since I can use the bow, I think it won't take long to learn the sword~"

Zhu Qing patted the knife at his waist. "I, who wield this stuff, can't even say I can master the sword in a month. Even if you, who wield the bow, learn for half a month, you'll probably only be able to master nine out of ten techniques—not a single one."

Upon hearing this, March's face instantly fell.

"I didn't want to either, but I was forced to do it. The atmosphere was so exciting, I had no room to refuse."

Sanyue recounted the scene to Zhuqing again.

The two children started arguing again in front of General Huaiyan and General Jingyuan. Finally, Huaiyan suggested that they teach an apprentice together to see what the final result would be.

Neither Danheng nor Xing is suitable, so the burden falls on Sanyue.

Originally, Sanyue was not going to agree, as she was afraid of making a fool of herself. However, after being tempted, she finally couldn't resist the allure of learning cool sword moves and agreed.

Look, I regretted it right after I agreed.

She was desperate, so she came to find Zhu Qing. After all, Zhu Qing looked so powerful, so he must have some special skills.

"Besides... doesn't swordplay look much cooler than bowplay?"

"The sword is not a weapon that anyone can learn easily. If you are not careful, you can easily hurt yourself. Why don't you learn knife skills from me? It will take at least half a month to get started."

The robin on the side looked at Zhu Qing with some curiosity.

"Come to think of it, I've never heard of you learning swordsmanship."

"I hired a master to teach me the art, and then I practiced it slowly in actual combat. After a few more beatings, I knew where to place my sword."

"..."

"..."

March and Robin were silent for several seconds. March tentatively asked, "What if... you haven't learned where to put the knife?"

"Then you'll die and won't have to learn."

Zhu Qing spread out his hands.

"I'd better learn swordsmanship. Swordsmanship suits me best."

It's strange that anyone would learn from your wild teaching method...

"The purpose of learning swordsmanship is to look cool, and my sword is pretty cool too."

This is true. Zhuqing's knife is a straight knife. Although the shape is not fancy, the restrained appearance makes these two knives more mysterious and noble.

Holding it in your hand, you will feel a unique and handsome feeling.

"Now that you mention it, it reminds me that I once bought a knife similar in shape to yours online, but... so many things happened later, so I just let it sit there..."

After saying that, March shook his head violently.

"No, I want to learn swordsmanship now!"

"That's a shame, I don't have any secret techniques to teach you. My swordsmanship is also very simple. It's nothing more than the three words that never deviate from the essence of everything: fast, accurate, and ruthless."

Zhu Qing doesn't even have a set of sword techniques that he calls his own. Fighting depends entirely on his on-the-spot reactions. For him, as long as the sword can reach the place he wants, then it is a good sword technique.

"But speaking of masters, it suddenly occurred to me that since I have nothing to do recently, I should find a master who can wield dual swords to practice with."

Otherwise it would be quite strange to only draw one sword in every battle.

"In this case, can we get up early every day and practice individually?"

Just thinking about that scene, the little bird felt happy.

I was practicing singing there, and Zhuqing was practicing swordsmanship while singing. Hmm... the more I think about it, the better it seems.

"That seems to be the case."

Zhu Qing also laughed. He was naturally happy to have someone to accompany him during the boring sword practice.

"Wait, you two are already living together!"

March's eyes widened.

"Isn't it possible?"

"..."

It seems that it is indeed possible.

The bird's face turned a little red, and it was quite embarrassing to be told so.

"Miss March, Teacher, and Miss Robin, you are indeed here."

Suddenly, Yanqing's voice came from not far away, and Xing was walking beside Yanqing.

"Master Yanqing, why are you here?"

March waved hello.

"The teaching has already begun, Miss March, you should return to the training location as soon as possible to avoid delaying the training time."

Time is tight and the task is heavy, so we cannot waste even a minute.

"We're going back now~"

Zhuqing didn't get the secret manual of the magical skill, and Sanyue was about to give up.

Just practice diligently.

"Teacher, Miss Xing just told me that Miss March might be looking for you, so I followed her all the way here. The general asked me to tell you when I see you that he's waiting for you at the Shen Ce Mansion."

"General Jingyuan? Did he say he had something to talk to me about?"

Yanqing shook his head.

"It may be related to General Huai Yan."

Xing spread out one hand and said, "Because we just got back too."

"Okay, I'll go there later."

Zhu Qing looked at the robin beside him and asked, "Do you plan to go with me, or wait for me to come back?"

"Hmm... I'm quite interested in Miss March's swordsmanship practice."