Uh! Huang Ye was taken aback; it seed like this was her main point.
"Qing'er, I won't do that, including with you. I've thought it over carefully these past two days."
"You are still pure maidens. If you beco won, I don't know if others will notice."
"If they do notice, the truth about my condition might be exposed."
"Hmph! It's just your excuse. You promised that once you recovered, you'd want . Now you're changing your mind."
"Qing'er, it's not a problem wanting you, but our current abilities are too weak to protect ourselves. If soone really finds out, it would be a disaster!"
"Alright, young master, I understand. I'm just saying, as long as you promise to want ."
"You must have your reasons for hiding yourself. Entering a noble household is like entering the deep sea; I understand this much."
"Hmm, it seems Qing'er knows quite a lot."
"Of course, the old madam requires us to read more books in our spare ti. Especially for soone like who entered the household at a young age. Besides embroidery, cooking, and tea art, I also have to learn music, poetry, calligraphy, and painting."
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Huang Ye's heart was moved. It seed this girl had so cultural foundation, and her comprehension should be good.
Qing'er had previously said her comprehension was quite good, and now this lightness skill was being taught to him by Qing'er.
The two were learning simultaneously, and he could completely compare his comprehension with Qing'er's.
"Qing'er, how much of Brother Xu's teachings can you understand?"
"Brother Xu's teachings are too profound. I can't understand much and can only morize them forcefully, but even then, it's incomplete."
Huang Ye thought about Qing'er's explanation just now and found it not difficult, with only two or three places being sowhat unclear.
Now his comprehension could rcilessly surpass Qing'er's, hoping not to be trampled by outsiders as well.
"Once I learn it, I can teach you."
"How much can you comprehend after listening, young master?"
"How should I put it, I feel like I understand it all, but at the sa ti, I don't. Only after practicing will I know if I've comprehended it correctly."
"Ah! No way, you just listened to my retelling and read so books, and you can comprehend it?" Qing'er exclaid in surprise.
"I don't know what's happening either, but when I read the texts, I quickly understand their aning in many places. This technique is actually a thod of circulating Qi, gathering Qi to the Dantian, and then circulating it throughout the body to beco as light as a swallow.
But I still don't know how to gather Qi. Understanding it doesn't an I can learn it imdiately; it still takes ti."
"That's already great. Brother Xu explained it to word by word, and I can only understand a little."
Qing'er truly admired her young master's comprehension ability. To think that the young master, who had never learned martial arts before, could have such a strong comprehension after waking up was truly puzzling.
"There's no rush in practicing. As long as we have the technique, we can practice it eventually."
"By the way, can you leave the household easily?"
"It's possible. For soone like who's been here for a long ti, there's no restriction on coming and going."
"Find so ti to go out and make two sets of nightwear."
"Nightwear? What is that?" Qing'er was puzzled. It was the first ti she had heard this term from the young master.
"It's tight-fitting clothing, like underwear, in black or dark colors, suitable for nightti activities."
"No wonder the young master wants to learn lightness skills. You're preparing to gather so information in the household."
"Yes, waiting passively is not my style. The fact that I'm awake will be exposed sooner or later. Let's prepare for the worst and be ready for any unexpected situations."
"I'll go out tomorrow to have them made."
"Pay for it first, and I'll repay you when I have money."
"Money?"
"Money is currency used to buy things."
"Young master, you're really strange. We always call it silver taels when buying things. 'Money' is a term I've never heard before."
"No way, the term 'money' has a long history. Maybe you don't go out much, so you don't know!"
"Maybe. We usually only talk about salaries and silver taels in the household."
"By the way, you don't need to repay the silver taels. I receive a salary every month. It's not much, but I have no expenses."
"I've saved quite a bit over the years. Even if we live outside, it's enough for a few years."
Uh! Does this girl think I'm a gigolo? How humiliating!
***
After Qing'er left, Huang Ye focused on morizing the lightness skill technique.
The entire technique wasn't long, just over three thousand words.
It was divided into five stages: as light as a swallow, walking on eaves and walls, leaving no trace on snow, walking on water, and flying through the air.
Huang Ye felt that reaching the highest level would be equivalent to a martial arts grandmaster. If mastered, it would be impressive in his previous life.
Here, since there were immortal masters, this skill beca sowhat redundant.
Finding a cultivation technique for immortals was like daydreaming, so getting this technique was already good.
He wasn't in a position to be picky; accumulating bit by bit was better than doing nothing.
Huh! It seed his mory had improved too.
In his previous life, morizing three thousand words would take at least two days, with repeated morization and recitation in between.
This ti, it took two hours to morize the entire technique almost perfectly.
He recalled watching a variety show called "The Brain."
Those mory geniuses were truly enviable. Although he knew so abilities could be trained, a foundation was still needed.
For an average person with an IQ of only one hundred, reaching that level was very difficult.
He had also found so practice thods online, which had so effect, but reaching that level was impossible.
Now that his ntal ability had improved, he might as well try practicing those thods.
***
In the evening, Qing'er and Yue'er ca together, with Qing'er carrying a food box.
Huang Ye still didn't eat.
"Yue'er, I'm almost recovered. Let's stick to our usual routine. Tonight, you accompany the young master."
"Okay!" Yue'er agreed.
Qing'er tidied up the dishes and left.
Yue'er sat dazedly at the bedside, lost in her thoughts.
Huang Ye deliberately turned his back to Yue'er, observing her every move clearly.
***
An hour later, he heard soft sobbing.
Why was this girl crying? She had no professionalism as an assassin.
In theory, since he had beco foolish at ten, there shouldn't be any deep-seated hatred between them.
"Sigh! Young master, you're a pitiful person too!" Yue'er sighed softly.
Huang Ye's heart tightened. This little girl talking to herself might reveal so secrets.
"I'm also helpless, only to bla you for being born into such a wealthy family. If you don't die, it will be , and my family won't escape either.
My poor brother is only nine years old. Young master, I'm sorry."
After speaking, a gleaming dagger appeared in her hand.
Huang Ye's hair stood on end. It seed this girl was really going to make a move this ti.
What puzzled him was that from her description, she must be under soone's orders.
But in his current state, he shouldn't pose a threat to those heirs.
Why hadn't anyone tried to kill him for seven years, and only now was there an attempt?
He was fully alert now. If the dagger ca at him, he had to act swiftly and decisively to subdue her.
The girl didn't strike imdiately but stared at his lower body.
She, she seed to want to castrate him.
Why?
"Young master, you shouldn't have, you really shouldn't have, defiled my body."
With that, Yue'er raised the dagger high.
Damn, how did I defile her body? Could it be that his predecessor really hard her?
His predecessor was a fool, unable to take care of himself. How did he defile her?
This was truly bizarre. Did fools have desires too?
He really didn't know, as he had no mory of it.
No more thinking. Solve this urgent problem first. In his current position on the bed, he couldn't turn over to avoid a fatal blow.
Last ti, he had to forcefully turn over. This ti, he couldn't be polite. He had to act when it was ti to act. After all, it would be exposed sooner or later.
With that decision, his muscles tensed, and his hands were ready to strike.
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