Han Yunshen stood relatively far away, so no one noticed his presence.
"Cough, cough, cough! You're not training, what are you doing?"
"The prince is here, let's disperse soon!" Before Han Yunshen could ask anything, the group of people cheered and dispersed, and they didn't even have time to watch the excitement.
"Han Yunshen!!" Su Yining jumped off the ring happily and ran over with joyful steps.
"Why do you have time to come here?" She knew that Han Yunshen was very busy, so she just played by herself and didn't want to disturb him.
Han Yun looked deeply at her sweaty appearance and straightened out her messy hair. His eyebrows became gentle, and his whole body was enveloped in a layer of warm sunshine.
"Let me see if you are having fun and how do you feel?"
With a smile on his lips, when he looked at Zhan Yang who was coming from behind Su Yi Ning, his eyes were so sharp that he could beat him up. If eyes could hit someone, he would have already vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Zhan Yang knew that he had gone too far this time. With his head hanging down, he stood upright in front of Su Yi Ning, bent at 90 degrees and shouted loudly: "Brother, I was wrong. I will never say those words again."
"Huh? What?" Han Yunshen was more curious about what he said to Su Yining?
"Uh..." Zhan Yang didn't look at his toughness before, but now if he dares to say what he just said, he believes that the prince will kill him!
Su Yining knew that her appearance and the way she interacted with the prince would definitely arouse others' displeasure, so she did not think of snitching, and they would naturally know the truth in the future.
"Han Yunshen, I'm hungry!" She rubbed her soft belly and looked at him pitifully.
Han Yunshen's attention was successfully drawn away by her, and she smiled softly: "Uncle Yang in the kitchen left some belly meat for you. He said you would like it."
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you, Uncle Yang. You have something else to do, right? I'll just go by myself."
She hurriedly pulled Han Yunshen away. After striding away, Zhan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this big brother was really nice, at least he wasn't stingy.
Unexpectedly, Han Yunshen came to his barracks at night.
"Your Majesty...?"
"You have a lot of time to spare. I didn't see how fierce you were when we fought against the Turks. Let's go out and practice with me and see if your kung fu has deteriorated?"
Han Yunshen just glanced at him with his eyes, and Zhanyang followed him out with his head drooped like a kitten.
The martial arts training ground was quiet at midnight, when suddenly bursts of screams and muffled groans came from the night.
The next day, Su Yining almost didn't recognize Zhan Yang when he saw him.
She was shocked and exclaimed: "Zhanyang, why are you like this?"
It could be said that his face was like an overturned dye tray, with all kinds of colors including red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple all over his face.
Zhan Yang, who had a big swelling at the corner of his mouth, pursed his lips and said nothing.
The whole person was silent in the mountain of socks. Now he would rather face the smelly socks than talk about what happened last night.
Life in the army was carefree, and Su Yining had fun and had fun for a few days.
On this day, she met a group of people. They were well-equipped and the soldiers were obviously much younger. When they saw them, the soldiers from the Peking Camp actually looked at them with contempt.
And someone provoked: "Hey, it turns out they are the losers from Beidaying. Why didn't you go out with your prince to ask for food?"
"Oh, come on, there are sheep in Beida camp!"
"Haha, a bunch of old, weak and remnant soldiers are going to eat the flesh of a derby?"
As he said this, someone broke into the sheep flock and grabbed two fat sheep to carry away.
Su Yining's face was as cold as frost, and her voice was a few degrees colder: "Put it down!"
Those strong soldiers obviously didn't take her seriously. Who was a soldier who was as skinny as a chicken?
They can kill them with just one finger.
"Fuck, where did this little brat come from? How dare you pretend to be stupid like me? Do you want to be reborn in your mother's womb?"
The leading soldier spat on the ground, cursed and started to leave.
"Don't you understand I told you to put it down? Are you just a soldier? Do you dare to rob people's things at will?"
Su Yining's voice was not loud, but everyone could clearly hear her anger. It was obvious that she was angry.
"Hahahaha, brother, you see how dare he be angry!!"
"I'm telling you, this is how I become a soldier, why are you doing this!?"
"I'm telling you, your bullshit prince doesn't care about us!"
Su Yining clenched her fists tightly, thinking silently in her heart to endure the calm for a while and take a step back to open up the world.
But I’m so angry!
Seeing that Su Yining didn't speak, he thought she was afraid, and even more arrogantly scolded Han Yunshen.
"A loser should stay in the capital. Why come to the northwest? Are you leading a group of remnants to do aerobics?"
"And Zhanyang, are you still following that good-for-nothing prince? I think it would be better for you to defect to our General Zhang, and I guarantee that you will be well-liked and drink spicy food, which is worse than being unable to eat meat in Beida Camp!"
Hahahahaha!! The dozen or so soldiers behind him all laughed wildly!
Obviously, Han Yunshen's return to the northwest did not go as smoothly as he imagined. The emperor deployed many people here, so the northwest is not controlled by him alone now.
Endure ovarian cysts for a while, and take a step back to breast hyperplasia.
For the sake of her own body, she shouldn't endure it, right?
He rushed into the crowd in a flash, and when he caught the leader, he gave him a beating.
When Zhan Yang and others behind him saw a fight, they naturally couldn't ignore it and rolled up their sleeves without saying anything.
Five against thirty!
They won, but they inevitably lost.
By the time Han Yunshen, General Zhang and others from the West Camp received the news, the fight had come to an end. The thirty people from the West Camp were beaten by Su Yining and others until they cried for their fathers and mothers.
Just like that, she had to make up for it by kicking her in the face.
"Keep scolding, keep letting me hear the sound of your mouth coming out of the pit!"
"Dare you talk about my prince? What the hell are you!"
"You were still wearing your fucking crotchless pants when he was fighting the Turks, bastard!"
Every time he said a word, he punched them. The seemingly pink fist was so powerful that they almost vomited out their bile.
"stop!!"
"stop!"
She stopped when she heard Han Yunshen's voice. As soon as she stood up, she saw him raising his hand to draw the bow, and the arrow was pointed at her...
"Zheng!" A cry of bows and arrows was heard.
Su Yining instinctively rolled sideways.
"Crack!" A broken sound sounded immediately afterwards.
When she looked back, she saw that the arrow shot by Han Yunshen collided with the arrow behind her, and the arrow was split into two halves.
Han Yunshen's face was cold and solemn, and his jaw tightened into a line.