It's not like I haven't met other princes before. The dead prince before was not only a prince, but also a real prince. Isn't the interaction between everyone just business?
The prince didn't get married a few years ago, and Tang Wanzhuang had just joined the Magic Company not long ago. We all had contacts, so wasn't it still business?
At that time, the prince also had some lustful thoughts in his eyes, and Tang Wanzhuang could not bear to chop him with a sword, feeling quite disgusted that he had no good impression of the prince.
Fortunately, at that time, there were no people in the Tang family, and their status was average. The Tang family never thought that they could marry the royal family. Later, the prince had a princess, and he couldn't have blind thoughts about the subordinates of the Demon Suppression Division. Everyone
It became more official and polite.
As a result, the Crown Princess died, and there was someone in the Tang family... But that person was Tang Wanzhuang herself.
It's ridiculous to even think about it.
As soon as he thought about it, his thoughts strayed too far. What happened before was not important. What was important was the precedent. Tang Wanzhuang knew that she could not be so good to any prince.
Because it is impossible for any prince to feel sorry for her and ask her to stop meddling in so many things, play children's songs to her and persuade her to laugh at the world.
The prince would only hope that she would do more and protect their country.
After a long time, Tang Wanzhuang tilted her head slightly and said: "There is one more thing, which is the fingering technique I promised you during the day. There is no secret book for this. Come out and I will teach you."
As for the question just now, I just ignored it as if it didn't exist.
Zhao Changhe did not continue to ask. Her silence was actually an answer.
"How to practice fingering?"
"This is a set of acupoint-pointing and brushing hands. When sealing acupoints, they are invisible and extremely difficult to guard against. After sealing the acupoints, the technique is special, and it is difficult to open the acupoints with ordinary acupoint flushing methods. Look..." Tang Wanzhuang raised her slender hands slightly,
It's like picking flowers, brushing willows, like a lover flirting with you, her delicate hands passing over your chest.
As his fingers twirled around, he sealed the key points on Zhao Changhe's chest at some point.
Tang Wanzhuang was a little distracted and said casually: "How did you do this move just now? Did you see clearly?"
Before he finished speaking, his wrist tightened, and he was caught by Zhao Changhe inexplicably: "The first lady is so absent-minded, it is because he capsized in the gutter."
Why didn't he get acupuncture?
Tang Wanzhuang was worried. Was this guy just having his own erotic dream? He wouldn't take advantage of the moment of separation to be really frivolous, right?
But just as she was about to withdraw her wrist, she suddenly felt a soft and powerful breath penetrate into the meridians, flowing along the Taiyuan and Lung meridian of the Taiyuan point on her hand.
Tang Wanzhuang is no stranger to this attribute of true energy. The quality of the Liuhe Divine Art, the fourth level of the entrance hall, is almost as good as the sixth level of others. Its vastness is as broad as the sky and the sea, and its all-embracing nature is the will of the emperor.
But the way it works at this time is a bit weird, like... it's blending with her breath, going back and forth?
Double cultivation?
"Speaking of it, this is called dual cultivation. I don't know if you will object to it, but there is actually no need." Zhao Changhe said calmly: "For so many days, I have only seen you thinking about business, other people's affairs, and my affairs.
I haven't thought about your own illness. If you don't want to, let me think about it. This bit of Qi from the fourth level of the entrance may not be worth a cent in the eyes of the first master, and it will be of little help to your situation, but I did it, even if it doesn't matter.
Use it and feel better."
Tang Wanzhuang's strength to struggle was gone in an instant.
Silently feeling his stream-like vitality rush into the flames of the Burning Mountain, and being completely evaporated. It was a drop in the bucket, but he kept pouring in, kept hitting the wall, knowing that he was desperate but unwilling to give up.
Blood flow.
Tang Wanzhuang bit her lower lip tightly, her nose was a little sore for some reason.
"This is really useless..." Tang Wanzhuang spoke softly, her voice a little hoarse: "Double cultivation is just an auxiliary technique, it is not a universal magic. If you have peeked into the secret, and there is a famous doctor to assist you, maybe
You can still think about it, but now it's just a waste of energy."
Zhao Changhe said nothing and continued to waste his energy stubbornly.
Tang Wanzhuang stopped talking and silently experienced his true energy.
Summer nights are getting quieter and quieter.
Only the man is holding the woman's wrist, and the woman lowers her eyebrows and lowers her head. The scene is like a bloody drama where the man wants to break up but is held back by the man.
The sound of footsteps shattered the night, and Tang Buqi's anxious voice came: "Brother Zhao, Zhao... uh..."
The two of them turned their heads at the same time and saw Tang Buqi retreating step by step outside the courtyard gate, and suddenly he shrank out of sight.
Tang Wanzhuang said slowly: "Come in, it's unbecoming to act in a hurry, you don't know how to be calm even though you are old."
Tang Buqi poked his head out from the courtyard door.
Where is that hand still holding? Is this the end of you?
In fact, to our Tang family, this scene seems to be nothing. The question is, let me tell the old man, who is the bastard who refuses this kind of marriage?
Zhao Changhe finally let go of his hand: "Brother Tang is out of seclusion? Is the entrance to the fifth level?"
"Hmm..." Tang Buqi hummed. He didn't know what he wanted to say when he came here. It was as if he came out of isolation to see his uncle for a performance report...
Tang Wanzhuang said calmly: "What you want to say is that Maitreya is revolting and you are here to inform your friends, hoping that he will help you? Go back, I am driving him away, what is there to keep?"
It was obvious that you were trying to drive him away, and then he grabbed you and was stalking you, but you still seemed to be trying to resist and welcome him. Tang Buqi didn't want to say a word. Mr. Ben was outside in this scene before.
Picking up girls is common, but I am so experienced... It turns out that my aunt is just an ordinary woman.
Tang Wanzhuang said again: "You came just in time, I wanted to say a few words to you. I have been exploring the periphery of the Sword Emperor's mausoleum these days, cracked some restrictions, and obtained some ancient elixirs, sword pills and the like, as well as a small collection of swords.
, all of high grade. Sisi only took a small amount of medicine, and I also sorted out some to return to the public. The rest still belongs to our Tang family. To be honest, this place is also in the back of the Tang family. It would be unreasonable if it was not counted as our share at all.
."
Tang Buqi was overjoyed: "I also want to tell my aunt about this, but I'm afraid that my aunt is obsessed with serving the public and if she really gives all the things to the public, then we will suffer a big loss! Why, this is something from our back mountain, okay!"
Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "My aunt is not a saint, and she also has selfish motives. The things she left to the Tang family this time may not be worse than those returned to the public, and may even be more useful. In addition, Changhe has compiled some sword skills. You see
Is he willing to write a set for the Tang family? What we want after all is our own future, not anyone here to help."
Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes finally focused on his face again, and her eyes flashed, but she couldn't tell what was behind him.
After a long time, he whispered: "No, just leave after you finish speaking. We have other things to do."
Tang Buqi burst into tears.
I was just passing by to talk about something serious, but you stuffed my mouth full of food, and finally kicked me, you two bitches!
Zhao Changhe was overjoyed by the sadness of farewell. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's so fun not to have weapons."
Tang Wanzhuang Yanran: "He has been fun since he was a child."
After everyone exchanged words, the atmosphere became normal again. Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "Okay, I really don't have much time, so I must teach you this acupoint technique right away."
Zhao Changhe also moved away a little distance and said seriously: "Please give me some advice."
"Remember, this is one of the secrets of the Tang family, called Bi Bo Qing Yi, which means that when a person is in water, ripples are rippling in all directions. It seems gentle and harmless, but in fact, all the key points around the body are covered, and murderous intentions are hidden, invisible and invisible..."
Zhao Changhe learned this acupuncture technique more slowly than learning sword skills.
Because he really focused all his kung fu on the knife, and his unarmed skills were extremely lacking, and this acupuncture hand was not just a simple acupoint fingering technique, but a complete set of unarmed enemy kung fu. His foundation was weak, and his approach was completely opposite to his own Dakai Dahe. Naturally,
Slow learner.
But how many of them are teachers who are deliberately slow and learners who are deliberately stupid?
No one knows.
I only know that during the teaching, the arms were intertwined and the eyes were looking at each other. The atmosphere was weird and unspeakable.
Zhou Botong and Yinggu will tell you that masters and apprentices of the opposite sex should not teach such delicate grappling techniques, especially those involving acupoints on the human body.
I don’t know if I’m practicing martial arts or touching someone.
At the end of the lesson, I don’t know whether it was because of the heat or something else. Tang Wan, who had always been pale, had red makeup all over his face. He looked like he was running for his life when he left: "This, this method is not very suitable for you. If you
If I have a chance, I should look for a domineering fist... I, I should go to Jinling, see you later."
Before she finished speaking, there was a faint trace of her fragrance, and she actually jumped over the wall and ran away, not even wanting to leave the door.
Zhao Changhe raised his head and looked at the courtyard wall where she left. The sun was rising above her and it was already slightly bright.
I looked down at my palms, and there was a lingering fragrance.