Yan Zhongqi's expression suddenly became fierce, and he stared at Yan Qing deeply, looking down on him with a commanding authority.

Yan Qing faced him with his head held high, not forced by his momentum at all.

"You'd better make sure your guess is correct."

Yan Zhongqi finally compromised. He warned Yan Qing with a cold look and said, "From tomorrow onwards, you will follow me to the North Army Camp for training."

Seeing that Yan Zhongqi finally listened to what he said, Yan Qing let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, I persuaded this person.

As for Yan Zhongqi's request for her to go to the military camp, Yan Qing subconsciously thought that Yan Zhongqi agreed to her going to the military to investigate.

But she didn't expect that the next day, Yan Zhongqi really just took her to practice martial arts for a day at the school ground, and competed with her on swords, guns, swords, halberds, longbows... eighteen kinds of weapons, and even riding skills.

From dawn to dusk, General Qin and all the soldiers watching the battle kept shouting: "Okay!"

Only Yan Qing and Yan Zhongqi were exhausted.

After dinner in the evening, Yan Qing sat on the tower, looking at the thousands of miles of stars on the top of the snow-capped mountains outside the tower, without even bothering to move his fingers.

Qing Yi obediently squeezed her sore muscles, but suddenly turned her head and grinned somewhere.

"It's fine."

Yan Qing raised his palm and pressed it on the little girl's plush head, and told Hong Zhuang, who was on guard at the side, to take Qing Yi away first, then stood up straight and looked at Yan Zhongqi, who was walking towards him.

Glancing at Hong Zhuang and Qing Yi who were leaving, and then at Yan Qing who was standing upright, Yan Zhongqi sneered and said mockingly: "Isn't this going to work?"

Regarding Yan Zhongqi's ridicule, Yan Qing had nothing good to say: "If the general wants to see Qing's joke, he will really disappoint the general."

Looking at Yan Qing, who was clearly full of dissatisfied arrogance, but his face was calm and calm, and his words were all choked, Yan Zhongqi suddenly raised the corners of his lips.

Ignoring the dissatisfaction hidden in Yan Qing's words, Yan Zhongqi stood next to her in an awkward manner, sat on the battlement, and turned his head to ask Yan Qing: "Aren't you tired of standing?"

Yan Qing looked the man up and down and saw that he had no trace of his previous demeanor. He was sitting on the battlements like a ruffian, with only his face as cold as before.

She couldn't figure out what Yan Zhongqi was thinking, but she was indeed tired - after this day, there was no time to rest at all - Yan Zhongqi himself was so imageless at this time, and there was no need for her to succeed in that breath.

, Tiring yourself.

After thinking about it, Yan Qing moved a few steps to the side and stood again, leaning against the battlement.

Yan Zhongqi glanced at Yan Qing, who still looked good even though he was too tired to move his fingers, and nodded secretly in his heart, but sneered again.

Yan Qing heard the sound and looked over, and saw Yan Zhongqi sitting cross-legged on the battlement without any sign of sitting down.

She was worried that he would accidentally fall off the battlement.

Given the height of the city wall, he might not be able to fall to death, but it would be fine if he was half-crippled.

If that's the case, no one needs to bother to kill him.

He is obviously about to reach his thirties, but he does not have the stability that a middle-aged person should have at this time. Compared with his handsome father, he is not even a little bit behind.

Comparing like this, Yan Qing suddenly felt that the anger he had received from Yan Zhongqi was relieved. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the starry sky above the snow line again. He felt much better and felt less tired.

In this way, one of the two people sat and the other stood, both looking into the distance without saying a word. The patrolling soldiers passed by three times and slowed down out of curiosity, but they did not listen to any gossip.

Finally, the patrolling soldiers passed by for the third time. Yan Zhongqi couldn't hold back and said, "You have nothing to ask?"

have.

Yan Qing answered in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

There was another moment of silence.

Yan Zhongqi, who had always shown off to others, was defeated in Yan Qing's hands again. He frowned and lowered his voice: "Why do you have such a bad relationship with your father?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly: "The general has been dissatisfied with Qing Xin since the first time they met. It's not like Qing can't read his eyes, so he doesn't dare to ask questions again and again to make the general unhappy. But he doesn't expect that even so, he will also make the general unhappy.

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Yan Zhongqi raised his eyelashes and looked into Yan Qing's teasing eyes. His breath was stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.

"A family of stingy people."

Yan Zhongqi muttered something, which made his cold face look a little angry.

Yan Zhongqi's eyebrows are not sharp, but his willow-leaf eyes add a bit of softness.

It's just that he always likes to have a cold face and press his eyelids, and he is tall and strong, and has a sharp aura that he has experienced on the battlefield. When someone comes up against him, his aura is a little weaker in front of him.

But he never thought that he could meet someone more proud than himself.

How good is Yan Qing's ear?

Such a vague murmur almost fell into her ears clearly every word at night when the bird could hear the wind.

"Qingsi thinks that the kindness of the family is much better than that of the general."

After all, as stingy as this person is, if he didn't have some courage, there would be no way he wouldn't have broken up with him by now.

Yan Qing retorted.

Yan Zhongqi choked again and fainted.

Sister is naturally very considerate.

Glancing at Yan Zhongqi who had closed his mouth and stopped talking, Yan Qing rarely saw a soft look on his face.

Even a little... lonely?

Doubts flashed through Yan Qing's heart, and he was suddenly submerged in a belly full of questions.

"So the general arranged for me to enter the military camp and didn't give me a chance to investigate the situation. Instead, he dragged me to compete for a day. What's the purpose?"

Yan Qing finally asked the question he had been holding back all day, "It can't be a show of force specially prepared for me, right?"

Yan Qing was also angry, so when she met Yan Zhongqi, she forgot all her habitual respect for her elders. It was as if she had been in the camp before, facing those who looked down upon her young age.

, all kinds of thorny attitudes that cause trouble.

Yan Zhongqi glanced at her and moved his mouth, wanting to say a few words as an elder. Thinking about his previous attitude, he felt that he was not in a position to teach her a lesson, but he was not convinced, so he stiffened his neck and said something

: "What, you're not convinced?"

Convinced?

Yan Qing smiled angrily: "General, at his age, he is on par with Qing Kankan. I am convinced, are you convinced?"

Yan Zhongqi poked her out but had nothing to say.

He was indeed deliberately trying to make this arrogant junior suffer a little.

But Yan Kangming did teach the little girl well.

Not to mention that he is skilled in all of the eighteen weapons, but he also understands their characteristics very thoroughly. Even if he is not familiar with the weapons, he will not be completely unable to fight back.

Especially when shooting a long spear, he is masterful and skillful, like a hidden dragon traveling, extremely flexible.

It is hard to imagine that such a shooting technique was produced by a teenage girl.

After a day's comparison, although he and she were tied, as Yan Qing said, he was still more than ten years older than her!
Chapter completed!