"Master, am I using my sword correctly?" Nan Chuanyue said.

He saw that Yan Wulu was in a daze, his expression was wrong, and he was confused for a moment.

"Very good, but still a little murderous." Yan Wuluyang pretended to be calm.

As a teacher now, I can't make a fool of myself.

Seeing Minami Kawagoe, he seemed a little confused about what murderous intent was.

Yan Wulu no longer covered himself up and spoke directly——

"Hold the sword with both hands and slash with all your strength, as if you are killing the enemy on the battlefield!"

"Yes, Master!"

Nanchuan Yue replied and acted according to Yan Wulu's words.

Yan Wulu also adjusted his words one by one according to the appearance when Jun Xing taught him -

"The action is standard, but the momentum is too weak, try again!"

"If your eyes look murderous, try again!"

"Imagine that the person you hate the most is in front of you, kill him with one sword, and come again!"

…

"Today, if you shoot a hundred swords like this, you can go back and bathe and change clothes by yourself."

Yan Wulu imitated Jun Xing's behavior before, and after speaking indifferently, he stood up and left.

When Zhang Chunhua saw Yan Wulu stand up and leave, he followed him.

But after taking a few steps, Zhang Chunhua suddenly turned around secretly and extended his thumb to Minami Kawagoe to indicate that he had done a good job.

Nanchuan Yue was also overjoyed and thanked Zhang Chunhua.

After that, Nanchuan Yue returned to his previous state. Every time he took a few breaths to prepare, he struck out a powerful and heavy sword on the wooden figure with murderous intent.

But even so, it was still much inferior to when Yan Wulu practiced sword practice for the first time.

Especially when it comes to something as ethereal as murderous intent.

Logically speaking, before Yan Wulu practiced swordsmanship, he had never had any serious contact with any weapons, and Minami Kawagoe was the one who followed Yan Wulu and survived from the battlefield.

He should know more about murderous intent and evil spirits on the battlefield than Yan Wulu did back then.

but……

Maybe it varies from person to person.

There was a light in Minami Kawagoe's eyes. Even though his muscles and bones were already sore, his chopping movements were still meticulous.

…

Outside the martial arts field of Yanfu School.

Yan Wulu asked several Yan family martial arts masters to observe Nanchuanyue's training on his behalf.

Moreover, if Nanchuan passes out or runs out of energy after practicing, you can help carry him back and hand him over to the servants to wash and rest.

After all, this Nanchuan Yue does not have a [Soul Capturing Bone], and his bones are far inferior to his own.

If he really slashed out the standard hundred swords with all his strength like he did before, Yan Wulu didn't think that the other party could go back on his own like he did before.

Yan Wulu decided to do what Jun Xing did before and wait until he taught Nanchuanyue's swordsmanship to the point where "man and sword become one", that is, Nanchuanyue could reach the point just now with only one sword without the blessing of internal force. This is

Minamikawa Koshibori can be regarded as a master in swordsmanship.

Several martial arts masters were ordered to retreat.

They secretly sighed in their hearts. They did not expect that this infamous Crown Prince would be an extremely warm-hearted and attentive person...

Especially during these days, Yan Wulu came to the school martial arts field almost every day. He had interacted with these martial artists a lot, and he felt that he was friendly and approachable.

…

After the martial artist left.

Inside the courtyard.

Only Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua were left.

In the bamboo pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, a forest of withered yellow bamboos in autumn is swaying in the distance, and there are faint autumn leaves falling with the wind.

Yan Wulu put one hand on the round stone table and quietly looked at Zhang Chunhua beside him.

Seeing this, the latter smiled gently, "What are you looking at, Your Majesty? Chunhua, are you wearing the wrong clothes?"

Yan Wulu smiled faintly when he heard this and shook his head.

Then, he suddenly reached out to Zhang Chunhua, who understood and took his hand.

Yan Wulu directly pulled her into his arms, looked into the other person's eyes like a pool of clear water, and said, "I'm just curious, Chunhua, why do you want to help Xiao Yue become my disciple?"

"... You and Nan Kawagoe have made a private agreement long before today, right? To help him learn martial arts and become a disciple?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chunhua smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

She put her arms around Yan Wulu's neck, and her soft and boneless body pressed tightly against Yan Wulu's chest. Yan Wulu's body could even clearly feel the huge and extremely soft touch.

"...Is it possible that, Your Majesty, you are jealous of Chunhua? Are you worried that Chunhua is too special to Nan Chuanyue?"

Yan Wulu chuckled upon hearing this.

He changed his posture and placed Zhang Chunhua on his back on the round stone table. His long black hair spread over half of the table. Yan Wulu placed one hand on the stone table next to Zhang Chunhua's forehead, his gaze like a torch.

It looks like a lion suppressing its prey...

"I won't be jealous because of this."

"My lord, are you angry now?" Zhang Chunhua responded playfully. "...Do you want to 'punish' Chunhua? Or are you worried that Chunhua will really leave you for other men."

"You girl, you really dare to say that."

Yan Wulu pinched Zhang Chunhua's chin with his other hand, his eyes originally smiling, but suddenly turned cold, "...If Chunhua you don't like me one day and you really want to leave, you can do it at any time."

Leave. I will never restrict your freedom."

"...Of course, I will not keep you. You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Zhang Chunhua suddenly became anxious when he heard this and slurred his words, "Chunhua is wrong, Your Majesty, please don't..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Chunhua leaned closer to Yan Wulu, then began to cry weakly. He whispered in a cowardly voice: "... Your Majesty, you always bully me just because I love you."

When Yan Wulu heard this, he smiled helplessly in his heart. He was clearly treating the other person as an equal to himself and giving the other person the right to pursue his true love.

How could she be bullied?

However, Yan Wulu didn't pay too much attention to this, and then said——

"Okay, then, Chunhua, tell me, why do you want to help Minami Kawagoe?"

Zhang Chunhua raised his head and looked at Yan Wulu, with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty, please promise Chunhua first. From now on, even if it's a joke, don't say anything about asking Chunhua to leave you, or not caring about Chunhua again.

.”

Yan Wulu was a little dazed, but then he replied firmly: "Okay, I promise you."

"...As long as you don't want to leave me, Chunhua, I will never leave you alone at any time."

Zhang Chunhua burst into laughter and said -

"Actually, Chunhua doesn't want to help him."

"...Chunhua is helping you, Crown Prince."

"...Nan Chuanyue is a man who wants to practice martial arts. He has secretly sought out the Yan family's martial arts masters several times. If you continue to ignore him, Chunhua is worried that he will find another place."

Zhang Chunhua said, and then continued to sigh: "Nan Chuanyue's basic skills are not bad, and he is not under the iron mask at all. The prince must have taken a fancy to this before bringing him back from the battlefield.

"

"...So, yesterday, Chunhua saw that Nan Chuanyue was secretly learning the boxing and kicking skills of the martial arts masters, so he took the opportunity to chat with him for a while and agreed to help him become the apprentice of the Crown Prince. This led to all the things that happened in the school martial arts field before.

"

Yan Wulu listened quietly.

"I see. So, what did he promise you?"

"Does Chunhua look like the kind of person who 'doesn't get up early without profit'?" Zhang Chunhua tilted his head a little, with an evil smile.

"I never imagined that Chunhua would help others for free." Yan Wulu responded calmly.

"I can't hide it from the Crown Prince. Nanchuan Yue promised Chunhua that he would only recognize Chunhua and me as his only master's wife, and would not recognize Miss Jiang or Qiuyue and other women."

"Huh?" Yan Wulu was a little surprised, "...Is that it?"

"Isn't this enough?" Zhang Chunhua was puzzled.

"To be honest, I didn't expect this."

"This... is already a lot."
To be continued...