Just when Qi Guanshou was thinking about how to "thank you" to Lin Zhihuang, Lin Zhihuang was also lying on the bed, thinking about how to "repay" Qi Guanshou's rude behavior today.

When Huang Qijin was about to lower the curtain for Lin Zhihuang, he found that Lin Zhihuang was lying on the couch without closing his eyes to rest, and said angrily: "My lord, why don't you rest yet?"

"I'm thinking about whether to give up on someone."

"Qi Langjun?"

Lin Zhihuang chuckled: "Chenxi is now a roundworm in my belly."

"Mr. Linfang seems to love Qi Langjun very much." Huang Qijin said what she saw today.

"Um."

"Then...Mr. Linfang will because of Qi Langjun..." Huang Qijin's meaning was very clear, hoping that Lin Zhihuang could hold Qi Guanshou in his hands.

Not for his personal talents, but for his influence on Mr. Linfang, he should be in his hands.

Lin Zhihuang smiled: "Chenxi, the difficulty here is that Mr. Linfang respects Qi Guanshou's decision."

Qi Guanshou has obviously made up his mind and is not willing to surrender to her, but now that she has Mr. Linfang's agreement, she still has to respect Mr. Linfang's wishes.

If she uses strong tactics to get Prime Minister Qi Guan to surrender to her, let alone Mr. Linfang, even Yang Xitong may not be dissatisfied in his heart.

Moreover, Qi Guanshou's identity is complicated, and accepting him also means confronting Fu Xiao and Qi Ya in disguise...

It's okay for Qi Ya. After all, Fu Xiao has been in alliance with him before, and the two sides have a lot of mutual benefits. It's not appropriate to confront him at this time.

Of course, if Qi Guanshou's identity is used well, it can also bring many benefits.

Regardless of Qi Guanshou's talents, as far as he is concerned, he is a person with pros and cons.

"Qi Guanshou..." Lin Zhihuang whispered this name softly, closed his eyes and rested.

Huang Qijin saw that Lin Zhihuang had closed his eyes and was resting, so he stopped interrupting the conversation and carefully lowered the bed curtains for her and went to rest on the small couch in the room.

Lin Zhihuang did not bring his personal maid when he came out this time, and Huang Qijin took care of all the daily chores himself.

In order to prevent Lin Zhihuang from being inconvenienced, Huang Qijin basically stayed in the same room with Lin Zhihuang every day.ωωw..net

Thinking of returning to Kuzhou City in three days, Huang Qijin was actually a little reluctant to leave.

There were many internal affairs in the palace, and Huang Qijin was in charge of them. During this period of time, she was able to serve Lin Zhihuang like this, and see her lord day and night. She actually liked it more.

Huang Qijin fell asleep with reluctance. Lin Zhihuang closed his eyes and was still thinking about Qi Guanshou.

The next morning, after Lin Zhihuang woke up, he summoned an envoy he had brought with him on this trip to listen to him report what he had heard in Guanjing Lu the night before.

The envoy respectfully reported to Lin Zhihuang in a low voice what Mr. Linfang and Qi Guanshou, the master and disciple, had discussed in Guanjing Lu last night.

After listening to the order and retreating, Lin Zhihuang sighed softly and asked Huang Qijin to get her soft sword. She prepared as usual and practiced swordsmanship for an hour and a half after getting up.

During the period after he came out, Lin Zhihuang did not neglect to practice martial arts. Except for not practicing martial arts early in the morning when walking was inconvenient on the road, he would insist on practicing martial arts for an hour and a half whenever conditions allowed.

Lin Zhihuang's latest martial arts master was, of course, Liang Fengyuan.

Liang Feng originally trained under Lin Zhihuang in martial arts, and his movements and attitude were extremely gentle, which was in sharp contrast to his character.

Whether training Lin Zhihuang's swordsmanship or fighting with her, Liang Fengyuan could always accurately point out Lin Zhihuang's problems, predict where she might be injured, and defend herself in advance.

All in all, when Lin Zhihuang and Liang Feng were practicing martial arts, they didn't even suffer any bumps or injuries.

After Lin Zhihuang's knees knelt on Liang Fengyuan's palm again, Lin Zhihuang stood up dumbfounded, held a sword flower in his hand, and put the sword behind his back.

Lin Zhihuang looked at the injured back of Liang Feng's hand which was bruised on the ground because of blocking her, and said with distressed disapproval: "Wangwang, do you think that this king is a porcelain man?"

Liang Fengyuan said coldly: "Fengyuan doesn't want to see you get hurt by my hands."

"Wangwang, we are fighting each other now, and you have to suffer the injuries you deserve. You hold back like this..."

Liang Fengyuan interrupted Lin Zhihuang's words: "When I fought with you, Fengyuan was the one who guided you in martial arts. He didn't hold back. He just predicted what might happen to you and helped you avoid your injuries in advance."

Lin Zhihuang stroked his forehead: "This won't work either."

"Why not? You don't have to be injured to practice martial arts." Liang Fengyuan said expressionlessly.

You don’t have to be injured when practicing martial arts? Lin Zhihuang simply couldn’t believe that these words came from the mouth of Liang Fengyuan, who was extremely skilled in martial arts.

Lin Zhihuang's head hurt even more, and he decided not to let it go today, but to have a good talk with Liang Fengyuan, a stubborn guy: "Wangwang, do you think this is reasonable?"

"unreasonable."

Before Liang Feng could reply to Lin Zhihuang's words, a clear and elegant voice came from a tree diagonally behind the place where the two were practicing martial arts.

Linfang Academy is built in Boshan. The environment on Boshan is elegant. Lin Zhihuang practiced swordplay with Liang Fengyuan today. They chose a relatively flat place surrounded by trees. Since it is summer, the trees are especially leafy.

Lin Zhihuang and Liang Fengyuan went out in search of fame, only to find Qi Guanshou, dressed in a blue robe and Confucian uniform, leaning on a branch of a tree with a leisurely posture.

Liang Feng's original wolf eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a cold voice: "When were you here?"

Liang Feng was slightly annoyed that he didn't notice Qi Guanshou's aura again.

"The moment before you came here." Qi Guanshou answered truthfully.

"It seems that Qi Langjun is really very poor in etiquette. Why did you keep silent when you saw me and Wang Wang coming here?" Lin Zhihuang asked quietly.

Qi Guanshou smiled gracefully, turned down from the tree with a light posture, and said softly: "Maybe it's because I think His Highness King Quan already knew that I was here, and then came here on purpose?"

When Liang Fengyuan heard this, he said coldly: "It's rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Fengyuan drew out one of the double-moon swords that he carried behind him with his backhand, and spun sharply toward the thigh of Qi Guanshou, who had turned down the tree.

Qi Guanshou caught a glimpse of the machete whirling towards him from the corner of his eye. He immediately pulled out the long sapphire flute from his waist and shook his hand. Five finger-long black iron spikes suddenly appeared at both ends of the long sapphire flute.

Qi Guanshou held both ends of the long sapphire flute and stabbed Liang Feng's flying scimitar with the spiked end.

The scimitar changed its trajectory after being stabbed hard on the side, and inserted into the tree trunk behind Qi Guan's head.

Qi Guan turned his head and looked at the 'Double Moon Cutting Ink' knife that was inserted deep into the tree trunk behind him, and said softly: "Brother Liang struck very hard. It seems that he wants one of Qi's legs."

The sword that Liang Fengyuan threw out just now had mostly probing elements. At this moment, when he heard Qi Guanshou ask, he turned his head and asked Lin Zhihuang who was standing next to him: "Master, do you want one of his legs? Fengyuan will get it for you.

Come?"
Chapter completed!