Although he was thinking this, Li Xian still pushed Zhang away calmly, frowning and said: "Don't push me over, my arm is full of scars now, it hurts so much."
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang quickly rolled up Li Xian's sleeves.
Seeing the marks of whipping on it, Mrs. Zhang immediately became angry: "Which bastard beat you? I will order him to be chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs!"
Ignoring Zhang's roar, Li Xian used the corner of his eye to measure Fang's reaction.
It's strange that Fang's expression is both distressed and a little bit of admiration.
Pulling his hand away, Li Xian said: "You don't care who hit him, practicing martial arts requires hardship. Besides, you are not qualified to punish my king's subordinates. Remember this."
After hearing this, Ms. Zhang quickly knelt down and saluted, not even saying she dared.
After looking at the quilt stained with potion, Li Xian said to Fang: "I will order someone to remove the quilt later. You can stay here tonight."
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Zhang suddenly became anxious.
But before she could speak, Li Xian added: "Now we are not in a fief, but in Chang'an. Some things cannot be the same as in a fief."
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.
Indeed, this is Chang'an, and fiefdoms can be unruly, but not here. Especially her concubine. You can't live in the master bedroom.
I'm sorry that this useless hen like you can't even lay eggs!
After cursing Ms. Fang fiercely in her heart, Ms. Zhang covered her chest and walked out of the bedroom.
In other words, ever since Li Xian came in, her mind has been half open.
After Mrs. Zhang left, Mrs. Fang stood up and said, "I know, but I don't know if I should prepare a bed of my own?"
Li Xian glanced at Fang helplessly and said, "No need."
After saying that, he lay down on the bed.
Today I should give the cook a reward. Although the meal came out late, because of this, he could rest for a while.
Li Xian opened his sleeve and looked at the whip marks. He was surprised to find that although these whip marks were a little red and swollen, the skin was not broken. After a period of rest, the skin would peel off at most but not scab.
Damn Li Yun, he must have calculated his strength well.
Although he was angry at Li Yun's evil hand, Li Xian had no desire for revenge. When I was a child, my father accompanied me and watched too many martial arts movies and TV series. Although there were too many exaggerations in them, there were also some truths that were useful.
For example, today, no matter whether it is hitting the sandbag or judging from the severity of Li Yun's attacks, martial arts practitioners must be able to control their bodies no matter what.
Li Yun and Xu Ze's worries were unnecessary. Li Xian knew very well how uncomfortable it felt to work towards a fixed goal. Furthermore, his mental age has long passed the age of giving up when faced with difficulties. Years of experience have made him clearly understand how insightful the saying "There is no such thing as a free lunch" is.
"Husband, it's time to eat."
While he was thinking wildly, he heard Fang's voice.
Li Xian opened his eyes and saw that Fang had already placed a case cushion beside the bed. There were still heated offerings in the tray, but the tea soup was missing.
Since the eunuch in charge of purchasing in the palace successfully found complete tea leaves, Li Xian drank tea.
Although the difference in the process causes the tea at this time to have a grassy smell after soaking in water, this flaw is nothing compared to the tea soup.
Compared with the previous two days, Li Xian doesn't stagger around now when he moves.
Sitting behind the table, he took a look at today's food intake and then looked at Fang's emaciated appearance. Li Xian said to Li Yun at the door: "Have someone bring us another set of bowls and chopsticks. I want to eat with the princess. "
Li Yun agreed and went to give the order, while Fang quickly said: "Husband, no, I am a woman, how can I eat with you? This is inconsistent with etiquette."
Li Xian waved his hands and said indifferently: "That was outside. Now that we are in the house, we should not be so restrained. Judging from your appearance, you haven't eaten either. You have been running around for a long time. After eating, you should take a good rest."
"ah?"
Fang's eyes widened. She was confused, why did her husband suddenly treat her so well? Even the look of contempt in the past has disappeared. Could it be that your husband doesn’t mind what happened on the wedding day anymore?
Seeing Fang's expression, Li Xian knew what she was thinking.
Although Prince Zhanghuai had a very positive evaluation in history, since Li Xian accepted his memory, he felt that this person was really...
What happened to Fang's menstruation on their wedding night? The royal family was busy choosing auspicious days, and no one paid attention to Fang's menstruation. So it's not surprising that such a thing happened.
In addition, Zhang Huai's mentality is also very strange. Menstruation occurs on the night of the wedding, even if it is unknown, what is this?
As for treating Fang as a plague after the wedding night, it is even more speechless.
but....
This is also a good thing.
Li Xian felt that he still had some mental mysophobia. Although his body was still the same, his soul had changed after all. It would be really unacceptable to accept everything Prince Zhang Huai told him.
Fang's is fine, but Zhang's is a headache. However, as luck would have it, Zhang's every move was to the point of making him sick.
The bowls and chopsticks were brought over, and Li Xian started to use them.
Opposite the case, Fang worked hard to bend down and ate pastries as fast as Spring Silkworm.
Too much was not enough, so Li Xian stopped talking about her, ate his share, got up and went out for a walk, leaving Fang alone, so he could probably relax.
Because he had the experience of feeling sore all over and feeling like dying after sleeping, Li Xian now avoids taking naps. After resting for an hour, he returned to the martial arts arena.
Li Yun was not here, so he went to customize fitness equipment. Xu Ze, on the other hand, got a large wooden stake somewhere and buried it vertically in the soil. The part exposed above the ground was about the same height as a person.
Seeing King Yong coming, Xu Ze took out the Hengdao and said: "Your Highness, you can hold the Hengdao steadily now. Next, you have to practice chopping. Just like the supervisor's request in the morning, the humble position will also hold the knife." Sheath is standing aside. When you are chopping wood piles for practice, the humble officer will make a sneak attack, so you must be careful."
"Again?"
Although he was very resistant in his heart, Li Xian still did not refuse.
Pulling out the horizontal knife, Li Xian suddenly felt pain in his arm. Not sure if it was an illusion.
There's no way around it. If you haven't personally mastered a weapon, you always feel that it's as light as straw.
However, after holding it in person, I realized how disgusting this thing is. Maybe you don't feel much when you hold it, but after you chop it into the air for a while, you will know how heavy it is.
Looking at the stakes in front of him and Xu Ze standing aside with a sinister smile and a scabbard, Li Xian sighed and began to practice chopping.
