Just when Murong Chengze was thinking about it and guessed who it was, a wooden sword was slapped on his head coldly.
"oops!"
Zhao Fujin, who was hiding behind the door, was immediately startled. She thought she could easily escape with the help of brother Chengze's martial arts, but who knew she was actually hit.
When the female officer on the side saw this scene, her face turned pale with fright. She fell to her knees with a plop and shouted, "Prince, forgive me, Prince, forgive me, slave... I don't know that the princess is hiding here. It was absolutely not intentional." , please forgive me, Prince."
She was afraid that the prince would think that she and the princess had collaborated to deceive him into sneak attack. She could not bear the serious crime of deceiving the prince.
"What? Did you hit it?" ?.?????.???
At this time, Mu Wanqing walked out from behind the curtain with a look of surprise and surprise, and looked at Zhao Fujin, whose face was flushed and he was about to cry.
There were tears in Zhao Fujin's bright eyes. She quickly stood on tiptoes and gently rubbed the place where Murong Chengze was hit by the wooden sword. She looked pitifully and regretfully said, "Brother Chengze, does it hurt you? I didn't mean it." It's...I, I'll rub it for you."
Although Murong Chengze was hit by the wooden sword, with his current skill, he was not injured at all. In addition, the little princess only practiced the moves but not the internal strength. This blow had no power. It was not so much painful as it was just a trace. Itchy feeling.
"It doesn't matter to me. I didn't expect that in just a few short months, the little princess's martial arts would improve so rapidly. I'm ashamed to say that I didn't react at all to that move just now."
Murong Chengze smiled gently, first dispelling Zhao Fujin's worry that he was angry or in pain, and then he praised her seriously. His serious look immediately made her turn from sadness to joy, and she smiled heartlessly. got up.
"Brother Chengze, just don't be angry with me. In fact, I...how can I be as powerful as you say?"
Zhao Fujin was happy, but also a little shy. He turned his clothes nervously with his fingers, obviously not convinced.
Murong Chengze smiled and said, "No, no, in my opinion, the little princess is talented and intelligent, and she has quite a chivalrous demeanor. She is worthy of being the successor taught by Aunt Mu. In time, her martial arts skills will definitely be superior to mine."
He knew the temperament of these aunts very well. Although Mu Wanqing was the Imperial Concubine, privately, she still liked the previous title, so he called her out without waiting for the other party to correct her.
Mu Wanqing didn't know whether this kid was hurting her intentionally or unintentionally, so she rolled her eyes at him and said, "You just lied to this little girl, but you actually made fun of me for coming here, looking for a fight!"
As he spoke, the wooden sword scabbard in his hand slapped his butt.
Murong Chengze didn't dare to hide. Mu Wanqing's beating didn't hurt anyway, so he just suffered it.
When Zhao Fujin saw Murong Chengze being beaten, he didn't feel much distress. Instead, he stuck out his tongue at him in a weird way, and then stepped forward to hold Mu Wanqing's jade arm, looking very affectionate.
Murong Chengze mainly visited the little princess this time, so he left after a while and came to Li Qinglu's palace.
He stopped and hovered outside the hall for a long time. After gaining some confidence, he bowed and listened to the announcement.
After the female official in the palace took him into the courtyard, she left on her own.
At this time, a melodious sound of the piano came from a stone pavilion not far away. There were light gauze curtains hanging down around the stone pavilion, floating in the wind, and there seemed to be a figure playing the strings.
The sound of the piano is a little immature, and although the technique is flawless, the artistic conception is not enough, which is obviously due to the lack of experience.
For Murong Chengze, who grew up listening to the music of Master Li and Abi, he had an extraordinary talent in this field, and his ability to appreciate music was almost innate.
Just as he was immersed in the sound of the piano, a ghostly figure floated towards him like a white mist. Sensing the danger, Murong Chengze hurriedly activated his body-protecting energy and at the same time fired a palm force from the air.
The white mist that floated in front of him suddenly disappeared, as if it was dispersed by the force of his palm, but Murong Chengze did not dare to be careless at all. While moving his body back, he struck a palm towards the top of his head.
Hearing the sound of waves, the two palms stirred up each other, and the strong wind immediately blew Murong Chengze's clothes.
The force of the palm can be divided with one touch.
Murong Chengze took two steps back under the tremendous pressure. His right arm hung down weakly, blood surged in his chest, and a flush rose on his face.
Li Qinglu wore a palace dress and appeared on the stone pavilion looking elegant and elegant.
I saw her bare jade feet, her movements were like light and electricity, and she was floating around like a wisp of blue smoke, making her unpredictable.
He was obviously beside Murong Chengze just now, but now he was on the stone pavilion ten feet away. Even with Murong Chengze's current skill, he was a little shocked.
"The alertness is good. It seems that the martial arts has not fallen behind yet."
Li Qiushui's eyes were clear and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He was quite satisfied with Murong Chengze's performance.
Murong Chengze hurriedly bowed and saluted, "My son, I pay my respects to Aunt Qing!"
Li Qiushui smiled charmingly, as if he had thought of something, and narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I guess you are not here to visit me today, so I won't disturb the two of you to reminisce!"
Such a childhood sweetheart relationship is really enviable, and it can't help but arouse Li Qiushui's thoughts. Although it is not worth mentioning to her now, because of this beauty, she rarely continues to embarrass Murong Chengze.
Otherwise, before, she would have tried hundreds of tricks before she was willing to let him go.
As Li Qiushui left, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and a beautiful figure walked out. Her appearance was elegant and refined, and her beauty was beyond eternity. Although her face was smart and upright, it was a little immature, but she could already see her growth. The stunning figure at the end is none other than Zhao Yupan, the eldest daughter of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, who was fourteen years old.
"Brother Chengze!"
Zhao Yupan couldn't hide the joy in her heart and called out delicately.
She held up the hem of her skirt and ran towards Murong Chengze with small steps.
The white halo of the warm sun shines on her delicate face, making her cheeks white and transparent, her eyes full of brilliant colors, and her pink lips evoke a bright and charming smile, carrying a gust of fragrant wind and blowing towards her. The youthfulness and shyness of a girl when she is most ignorant are infinitely beautiful.
Murong Chengze greeted him with a gentle smile.
Perhaps she was running too hastily. Zhao Yupan accidentally tripped over the hem of her skirt and almost fell to the ground. She was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Murong Chengze, with quick eyes and quick hands, hurriedly supported her, but as Zhao Yupan's center of gravity became unstable, the two of them hugged each other involuntarily, and each took a step back timidly with red faces.
The two looked at each other in silence. After a while, Murong Chengze took the initiative to break the deadlock, and the two chatted together for a long time.
Under the training of Li Qiu Shui, Zhao Yupan was obviously more transparent. He generously invited Murong Chengze to drink tea and play the piano in the stone pavilion, recounting every detail of his life, hoping that the other party could stay with him for a while longer.
Murong Chengze also enjoyed spending time with Zhao Yupan. The two were similar in age and had more topics to talk about.
It wasn't until late afternoon that the two of them reluctantly parted ways.
Murong Chengze visited the two princesses one after another, so naturally he did not dare not to visit his two sisters.
It was rare for Xue Qing to see her eldest brother, so she wanted to stay by his side. After visiting her younger sister Shuang'er together, the three brothers and sisters left the palace together and went to the military camp to visit Yue Fei.
