I opened my eyes and looked at the roof. My whole body was sore and painful, as if I had run 10,000 meters and done 500 push-ups.
Huai Moran hadn't felt so tired and exhausted for a long time, and he curled his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly. Liangchen opened the door and came in, and saw Huai Moran lying alone on the bed, still laughing, "Are you stupid, my queen? You are alone."
You can also laugh so happily."
Huai Moran turned his head, rolled his eyes at her, and said, "You are getting poorer and poorer. Who did you learn from this?"
"I know I'm wrong." But her expression didn't mean that she was wrong at all. Liangchen put down the hot water and walked to the bed, "Your Majesty, I'll help you freshen up."
Huai Moran stood up, but fell back heavily because of the pain.
"Hey... my body is really too weak, and I can't get up anywhere." Huai Moran closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and struggled to get up.
Huai Moran waited for his body to adapt to the pain before he let out a long breath.
"Where is the hidden heart?" Huai Moran asked.
Liangchen put the dishes and chopsticks in place, "Zang Xin is practicing in the room. The prince said that the acupuncture needs to be coordinated with the inner strength and mental method to exert its maximum power. The prince is giving guidance to Zang Xin right now!"
Huai Moran nodded, but felt something was wrong, so he quickly walked to Zang Xin's room. Pushing the door and going in, Baili Yeheng was indeed in Zang Xin's room.
"Zang Xin, I don't allow you to practice his internal skills." Huai Moran looked at Baili Yeheng and said to Zang Xin.
Zang Xin was very puzzled, but still nodded obediently.
Baili Yeheng looked at Huai Moran, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and said: "If you don't practice your internal skills and mental skills, are you dreaming if you want to defeat Qishang?"
"I don't need you to worry about it now. Zang Xin will start practicing external martial arts with me tomorrow." Huai Moran turned to look at Zang Xin and said.
Baili Yeheng's eyes darkened as he examined Huai Moran.
Huai Moran also looked into his eyes without any fear.
Zangxin turned his head and looked at Liangchen, his eyes seemed to be asking what happened. Liangchen pulled Zangxin and slowly exited the room.
"Then let me see how you lose." Baili Yeheng suddenly laughed, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes.
Huai Moran glanced at him, turned around and walked out of the room, "Hide your heart, start special training from tomorrow, and be mentally prepared."
Zangxin glanced at Liangchen, and Liangchen shrugged. The stubborn prince and princess, poor Zangxin.
From the second day onwards, Zang Xin spent his time training like a special forces soldier. But strangely enough, whether it was Zang Xin's talent or his special physique, his movements were getting faster and faster.
After losing the practice of firing hidden weapons, his body skills have become surprisingly fast. Huai Moran once suspected that he secretly practiced internal skills and used internal force to assist him.
For this reason, Huai Moran even made a special trip to look for Ye Si. After watching it for nearly half an hour, Ye Si found it incredible.
"Zhuang Master, Zang Xin really didn't use his internal energy, and his internal energy is still at the first level, never getting close to it." Ye Si thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out the secret of Zang Xin's physical skills being so fast.
After hearing this, Huai Moran was very happy. He patted Ye Si on the shoulder and said: "The only martial arts in the world is fast. Internal skills are useful, but many people rely too much on internal strength and are too lazy to practice external skills."
"Yes, what the village owner said makes sense, but the weapon he chose is a needle. Hidden weapons must be assisted by internal strength!" Ye Si frowned and looked at Huai Moran.
Huai Moran also felt that what he said made sense and asked: "He has a foundation of internal strength, and the internal strength of the first level is enough for him to use hidden weapons."
Ye Siyou frowned and said: "Since ancient times, those who practice concealed weapons have high internal strength; their fingers are well-proportioned and slender. Zangxin is an external practitioner. After practicing, his fingers will definitely become very rough, which is not good for
Control the strength and direction of concealed weapons."
Huai Moran pondered for a moment, wondering whether he should choose another weapon for him.
"Sister Mo Ran, can you give Zang Xin a rest? You see she is sweating profusely." Ning Qing pulled the corner of Huai Mo Ran's clothes and said.
Huai Moran looked down at Ning Qing and said jokingly, "My heart aches, little girl."
"Hate it, are you going to let him rest or not?" Ning Qing stomped her feet and pouted, her face turned red, which was really cute.
"Have a rest..." Huai Moran smiled and touched Ning Qing's head, waved to Zang Xin, and shouted: "Zang Xin, come here and have a rest."
Zangxin glanced at Huai Moran, and then at Ning Qing's eager eyes. He stood there without moving, lowered his head and said, "I'm not tired." Then he continued to practice.
Ning Qing was stunned for a moment and looked at Huai Mo Ran. Huai Mo Ran spread his hands. She couldn't help him if he didn't rest.
Ning Qing bit her lip, stamped her feet in anger, and secretly cursed the hidden bastard. Huai Moran turned around, looked at Ye Si and asked, "Has Baili Ye Heng left?"
"The prince has left." Ye Si replied respectfully.
Huai Moran nodded and said, "Call Qingfeng for me." After that, she thought for a while and said, "Forget it, where is he? I'll go find him."
"Dossier room." After Ye Si finished speaking, seeing Huai Moran still looking a little confused, he added, "I'll take you there."
Huai Moran nodded, and then followed Ye Si to the file room. Qingfeng was indeed in the file room, reading slowly and leisurely.
"Qingfeng, I have something to do with you." Huai Moran walked in and said straight to the point.
Qingfeng stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Master, why should you be so polite?"
Although everyone now calls her the owner of the village, she understands that they are not convinced, so she ran over in person instead of asking him to come over.
"I want to know all the rumors about me in the city." Huai Moran's eyes were full of disgust.
Qingfeng nodded, picked up a file and handed it to Huai Moran, saying, "I will ask someone to continue following this matter."
Huai Moran nodded, took the file and walked to his room. He unfolded the scroll, and as expected, it was really Huai Fanghua who was causing trouble behind his back.
It seems that there is something fishy about Huai Moran being sold to the bully. Huai Moran squeezed the scroll tightly and stared into the void as if he were glaring at an enemy. Huai Fanghua, if I, Huai Moran, make it easier for you, write my name upside down.
The rumors in the imperial capital were suppressed for the time being, and Baili Yeheng's mediation was indispensable among them. I don't know what Baili Yeheng is up to, but there has been no news about him for a long time.
"Good day, the three-month agreement is coming soon!" Huai Moran looked at the book and asked casually.
Liangchen nodded, put down his hand, and said: "Yes! There are still three days."
"Well, why hasn't there been news about Baili Yeheng for so long?" The last time Huai Moran saw Baili Yeheng was two and a half months ago.
Liangchen was silent for a moment, as if he was worried about something. Seeing that she didn't speak, Huai Moran felt nervous for no reason, and asked urgently: "You should hurry up, why is my mother-in-law suddenly up?"
"The prince is not allowed to say it." Liangchen frowned.
The more Liangchen was pregnant with Mo Ran, the more anxious she became. Liangchen didn't say anything, so she had to stand up, open the door and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll go back and take a look."
Liangchen hesitated again and again, and finally said: "The prince is injured."
Huai Moran turned around in shock and looked at Liangchen in disbelief. Baili Yeheng should have very high martial arts skills. Who could hurt him?
"I'm going back. I'll be back before the Zangxin competition." After Huai Moran said that, he asked Ye Si to prepare the carriage. She was going to the Prince's Mansion.
After a while, she had returned to the Prince's Mansion. She quickly ran in and saw Baili Yeheng playing chess with an old man in his sixties in the yard.
I had seen that old man in his 60s, Huai Mo Ran, when he was summoned to the palace by the emperor to verify his identity.
Baili Yeheng was concentrating on playing chess when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. He turned his head and saw Huai Moran. He took back the white piece that was about to fall and asked, "Why are you back?"
"I... heard that you were injured?" Huai Moran looked at him sitting there intact, unable to see where the injury was.
Baili Yeheng raised the corners of his mouth, his face was a little pale, but he seemed to be in a good mood. He turned to the sixty-year-old man and said, "Grandpa, let's play this game another day!"
Huai Moran frowned, Baili Yeheng called that 60-year-old man Grandpa, could he be Baili Yeheng's grandfather Ye Hexiong!
Ye Hexiong gave Huai Moran a somewhat unfriendly look and said, "People from the Huai family are always better to be careful."
"Don't worry, grandpa, she doesn't remember anything except that her name is Huai Moran. She is not the same Huai Moran she used to be." Baili Yeheng said with a smile, and coughed twice softly after speaking.
Ye Hexiong stood up, took a deep look at Huai Moran and walked away.
Baili Yeheng stood up, walked to Huai Moran, stretched out his hand and touched her cheek gently, his eyes seemed to be filled with tears, "Why are you here? Did you hear that I was injured and you kept running?
Are you here?"
Huai Moran turned her face away and refused to admit it, but she couldn't refute it. The anxiety in her heart when she heard the news of his injury surprised even herself.
"I'm just curious who hurt you?" Huai Moran said duplicitously.
Baili Yeheng raised the corners of his lips, smiled with unknown meaning, and said, "I won't give anyone the chance to hurt me."
"So you did it on purpose?" Huai Moran raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Baili Yeheng with burning eyes.
Baili Yeheng nodded, turned around, and said: "In reality, in extraordinary times, some limelight needs to be avoided, so... Oh, that's right! Zangxin's competition will start soon! I may not be able to go then."
Huai Moran looked at his chessboard, then turned his gaze back and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just my business anyway."
After a moment of pause, Huai Moran looked at his toes and said, "Now that I'm back, there's a place I have to go to."
"Are you going to have a baby?" Baili Yeheng said calmly.
Huai Moran nodded, yes, she was going to find Huai Fanghua. No matter what tricks she was playing now, Huai Moran would not be afraid.
But Baili Yeheng refused to let her go, and he didn't tell her why.
Huai Moran looked at him steadily, trying to find some answers from his expression, but all he could see was his firm and forbearing expression.
"What if I have to go?" Huai Moran crossed his arms and looked at Baili Yeheng with a smile.
He just picked it up and chuckled, "You can give it a try and see if you can get out of the Prince's Mansion."
Huai Moran's face suddenly darkened, and he turned around and walked towards the door. Baili Yeheng stood there and looked at her with a smile, with a little tolerant smile in his eyes.
Sure enough, as soon as she reached the door, the guard stopped her. Huai Moran had a sullen face, turned his head to look at Baili Yeheng, and said through gritted teeth, "Can I go back to Chongzi Villa?"
Baili Yeheng suppressed a smile, nodded, waved to the guard, and then Huai Moran walked out of the door.
Huai Moran got into the carriage, and Ye Hexiongcai returned to Baili Yeheng. He looked seriously at the direction Huai Moran left and said: "She is always a member of the Huai family. Be careful, don't let her destroy it."
It’s our big plan.”
Baili Yeheng raised his head, with a confident curve on his lips, and said calmly: "Don't worry."