My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Chapter 576: Chapter 368 The bright moonlight before my bed, a pair of shoes on the ground

Before returning to Duke Mansion to accompany the young lady in her wedding, she had also attended a peculiar closed-door lesson of the boudoir with Zhao Lingfei, mainly taught by the female elders within Duke Mansion who were carefully observing their complexions while imparting their knowledge.

Actually, the girl was smart and lively, understanding more than Zhao Lingfei—albeit only slightly more. She roughly comprehended what they were talking about. Hmm, isn’t it basically the fundamental principle of the sword and sword scabbard? So simple, so simple. Her understanding was limited within the scope of normal simplicity.

But if Zhao Rong was also a serious person, then surely there would be no issue, as everyone was on the same level, but alas, someone in their past life was a modern youth, awakened with advanced thoughts…

So Zhao Qian’er was actually still a pure little white flower, only seeing the surface of swords and scabbards, her understanding of swordsmanship yet to reach an enlightened state where she could realize that everyday movements are all part of swordsmanship…

Right now, the girl only had one startling and heart-trembling thought in her mind, mortifying, she could… she could actually play like this!

She felt a whoosh in front of her, as stinky Rong’er brother opened a new world’s gate for her, with the roaring windrush threatening to blow Zhao Qian’er away, that kind of high-speed wind, even she, a Sword Cultivator riding the wind, couldn’t handle it…

Looking back at the limerick she now felt the beautifully conceived first line upon first reading was unbearable to face.

You should know that the bright moon has always been a metaphor for the latter among her, brother Rong’er, and the young lady.

Zhao Lingfei was Zhao Qian’er’s bright moon in her heart; brother Rong’er was the sun.

As for the second line about those three pairs of shoes…

At this moment, Zhao Qian’er simply couldn’t continue thinking, her shame and indignation reaching a breaking point, if… if it were just the three of them hiding under the duvet, that would be fine, but what about looking up at the son-in-law and bowing down to help the lady, what the heck is that???