Nevertheless, apart from having a busy day on the first day of being Empress, Lin Feilu returned to her leisure life of eating, drinking, playing and relaxing.
She was afraid of trouble and didn’t want to have too many bad things or bad people in her life. In fact, Song Jinglan handled all of these very well. He made sure that nothing and no one could affect her mood, no matter when it came to the harem or the courtiers.
Everything was going smoothly.
Aside from the fact that she was exhausted and depleted from her lack of stamina every night.
Lin Feilu felt that if this happened, she might be broken one day.
How was this possible?! They were both martial artist practitioners, so why was his stamina so much better than hers?!
When Song Jinglan was not busy with his political affairs, he sometimes practised his swordsmanship skills with her in the Yong An Palace.
In fact, she didn’t know any form of stylistic swordsmanship. After all, Noble Consort Xi was proficient with spears. Knowing a few self-defence swordsmanship skills and a sufficient amount of Qinggong that enabled her to scale walls were all of the martial arts skills she had under her belt.
However, Song Jinglan was a student of Ji Liang. Although the two addressed the other in an uncle-nephew relationship, they had already completed the student-teacher bond long ago. Ji Liang was single all his life without a wife or children, so he dedicated his days to teaching Song Jinglan swordsmanship skills. Technically, the current Emperor of the Song Empire was the sole successor of the number 1 swordsman in the world.
Although Song Jinglan was not ranked on the Heroes List, anyone could see from the last time he fought against Yan Xin that his martial arts accomplishments were beyond the reach of any ordinary being.
Lin Feilu looked at him and his stance before she suddenly began to understand why her physical strength could not keep up with his.
When Song Jinglan withdrew his sword and turned around, he saw the girl sitting on the stairs, looking at him solemnly with her chin resting on her hands.
He laughed and shook his head before kneeling in front of her, “What’s wrong?”
Lin Feilu growled, “I want to learn too!”
Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows, “Sword skills?” He thought for a while before he said softly, “Because this is Uncle Ji’s sword skills, I can’t teach you directly. When he comes to the palace next time, I’ll ask his opinion about it. If he agrees to it, I’ll teach you then, alright?”
Lin Feilu pursed his lips, “Who said that I want to learn from you?”
She turned around and ran back into the room. After rummaging through the place for a while, she ran out happily and exclaimed proudly, “I want to learn this!”
What she held in her hands was the Jimo Swordsmanship Manual.
She flipped the contents for a bit and asked him excitedly, ” Is Uncle Ji’s sword skills better or Jimo’s sword skills?”
Song Jinglan thought for a while before answering, “They should be at the same level.”
After all, Jimo Wu had passed away many years ago, and no one in the world wielded the sword technique well. Therefore, he wasn’t able to verify or compare the two.
This manual had been kept by her side for many years as she would take it out to skim through it when she didn’t have anything better to do. Unfortunately, there was no one around to guide her. She was worried that if she learnt it indiscriminately, it would corrupt her martial spirit, so she had never dared to attempt it. Now that Song Jinglan, a person with superb swordsmanship skills, was by her side to guide her, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?
With that, the favoured and proud Empress gave her orders to the Emperor, “Teach me how to learn this!”
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