As expected, Song Jinglan lowered his head and took out a book from his arms.
No way, you’re giving me a book? Do I look like I’m as uneducated as Lin Jingyuan?
Lin Feilu shivered at the thought.
But she realized that there was no writing on the book’s cover that Song Jinglan handed over. Instead, it was colored black, just like the night sky.
Lin Feilu glanced at him suspiciously before she took it slowly and muttered, “Alright. If I don’t like this gift, you have to change it.”
Song Jinglan said, “Okay.”
She opened the page with joy, only to see that there were no ancient essays but little sketches of people with various poses. Each page had pictures on the left and words on the right.
It was a book about martial arts skills. Some of the martial arts moves were personally drawn by Song Jinglan.
Last year, Lin Feilu failed to climb the wall of his villa and once joked about asking him to teach her some martial art skills that would be easier to master.
In fact, it was just a joke at the time.
She knew that martial arts were practiced in various forms and styles in ancient times and were an official matter. For example, before she formally practiced martial arts with Noble Consort Xi, she also handed over three cups of tea to her as an act of respect to her new Master. Song Jinglan’s skills, in retrospect, were unfathomable at a young age, and he walked freely in the palace without anyone noticing.
How could he easily pass on his unique skills to an outsider like her?
Despite knowing that she was just kidding, he kept it in his heart and hand-drawn a ‘Secret Martial Arts Book’ that was suitable for her. The moonlight illuminated the book’s pages, and every stroke of ink just portrayed his seriousness and concentration.
It was the feeling of being taken care of.
She roughly finished flipping through the book, and she didn’t know what to say for a while. Finally, she asked solemnly, “Your Highness, if I kiss you now, you don’t have a problem with it, right?”
Song Jinglan raised her eyebrows slightly with a helplessly amusing smile in his eyes as if he didn’t know what to do with this sort of coquettish kid.
Lin Feilu pouted and happily flipped through the Secret Martial Arts Book in his hand, “When I finish my studies, I can go on a sword-fighting adventure!”
Song Jinglan chuckled lightly, “Sword-fighting adventure?”
Lin Feilu nodded happily and then warmly invited him, “Do you want to come with me, Your Highness? We can make a stage name when the time comes. Oh! Let’s call ourselves the ‘Black and White Twin Heroes’! Traveling with horses, rejoicing in revenge against injustice, drinking and eating meat— wouldn’t that be nice?”
Her tone was full of yearning for that unknown world.
Song Jinglan’s tone unintentionally brightened, “Okay.”
After Lin Feilu finished her longing for a pipe dream, she turned to laugh at him again, “Why does Your Highness say okay to anything I say? Why are you so nice to me?”
He looked at her with the color of the moonlight spring night reflected in his eyes, “Well, because the Princess is also very kind to me.”
Lin Feilu was then embarrassed by his reply.
She couldn’t help but think of the romance novels she had read in her previous world when she was in school. Every heroine had a gentle or naughty friend in their childhood. She was alone at that time, so she once fantasized that it would be nice if she had a partner-in-crime.
In that case, she would not be that lonely throughout her childhood and even in her teenage years.
Did the Gods hear her wish and grant a new life for her because of that?
Although it was a bit late for her wish to come true, she was still thrilled.
Lin Feilu happily stretched out her hand, “Then that’s settled— give me five!”
Song Jinglan, “Huh?”
Lin Feilu, “It’s a high five!”