143 The Only Mistress and the Serpent Spitting a Letter
"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!"
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"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.
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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.
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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."
As Zhang Chunhua spoke, she raised her head slightly, put her arms around Yan Wulu's neck, and suddenly kissed Yan Wulu.
After a long time, Zhang Chunhua gasped and let go.
"Chunhua did such a thing behind the Crown Prince's back. Crown Prince, please punish me."
"You did the right thing and made up for what I neglected." Yan Wulu responded, "...You should not be punished, but should be rewarded."
"Then... let's ask the prince to reward Chunhua here." Zhang Chunhua smiled evilly, without any deep meaning.
When Yan Wulu heard this, he chuckled for a moment and simply replied: "Okay."
He leaned forward and kissed her.
Zhang Chunhua was pressed on the round stone table in the bamboo pavilion.
The slender fingers slid up from the other person's waist.
The round stone table was originally extremely stable, but at this moment it began to shake under the violent movements of the two.
The appetizers just before the meal are about to be tasted, and the main meal is about to begin.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! His Royal Highness King Yu personally came to visit the mansion."
It was Qin Shumian's voice.
In this backyard, few people would come.
As a guest, Qin Shumian rarely does such small things as passing on messages.
However, the few servants of the Yan family who first left the living room to deliver the message did not return.
Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui has been waiting in the living room.
Although the other party showed no anxiety at all and expressed his willingness to wait slowly, Qin Shumian always felt that the other party was the Prince of Qizhu and could not keep him waiting for a long time.
He personally came to the martial arts field in the backyard to look for the crown prince Yan Wulu.
result……
At that time, Qin Shumian saw the two disheveled people on the round stone table. For a moment, it was as if they were struck by five thunders in an instant, and they stood frozen on the spot.
When Yan Wulu heard the sound, he also stopped his movements and stood up slowly, without any rush or embarrassment. Seeing this, Zhang Chunhua also stood up quickly, hid behind Yan Wulu, and slowly re-buttoned his clothes.
The crown prince's brocade robe on Yan Wulu's body was still open, and his chest and abdominal muscles with clear muscle lines were vaguely visible.
He quietly watched Qin Shumian suddenly appear in front of him, but he was not angry at all. He just said -
"Please step back first, I will be there soon."
"Okay... okay." Qin Shumian was still a little stunned.
But for some reason, Qin Shumian felt an inexplicable sense of excitement and excitement even though what he had encountered was something that was extremely against etiquette.
She felt in her heart that His Highness the Crown Prince and Sister Chunhua... they had such a good relationship.
...It’s so exciting to play!
I don’t know why, but I want to try it myself.
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Yan's living room.
After Qin Shumian passed the message, Yan Wulu soon came to the living room.
"His Royal Highness King Yu."
"His Royal Highness."
Yan Wulu met the Ninth Prince and Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui and bowed to each other.
In fact, we need to really talk about it.
Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui is the Qizhu Prince in the royal family. Even if he meets the three highest-ranking vassal kings - King Zhenbei, King Pingxi, and King Dingnan, he is on an equal footing with them.
As for the Prince of Zhenbei, his status should be below that of Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui.
Of course he doesn't have to be so humble.
However, the Honored King Zhao Lingrui still gave Yan Wulu great courtesy. Just like the rumored Prince Zhao Lingrui was a "courteous and virtuous corporal".
"I wonder why His Highness Prince Yu suddenly paid a visit?"
Yan Wulu said, and at the same time waved his hand to the servant to change the tea to King Yu's eucalyptus and present new fruits.
"Xiao Wang is here for your original request, Crown Prince."
As Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui spoke, he leaned forward slightly, approached Yan Wulu, and whispered——
"Your Majesty, you must not know this, right? In the past few days, Xiao Wang, I have been thinking and working hard for the engagement and marriage between you and my eighteenth sister, Your Majesty!"
"...Especially this morning, I, the young prince, defeated Jin Wang Zhao Lingcheng's faction and won a great opportunity for you, the prince. Maybe, in less than eight months, the prince will be able to complete the engagement with the eighteenth sister."
"oh?"
When Yan Wulu heard this, of course he knew that the Honored King Zhao Lingrui had exaggerated his role in it, but he still couldn't help but wonder——
"I wonder what kind of great opportunity King Yu has won for Wu Lu?"
Zhao Lingrui picked up the new tea that the servant had replaced, took a sip, but was not in a hurry to speak.
Yan Wulu waited quietly, while waving his hands to several young maids to fan Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui and pour tea.
Zhao Lingrui stretched out his hand slightly and rejected the kindness of these maids.
He turned to look at Yan Wulu and said -
"Father said that the Eighteenth Sister should personally decide when to be engaged and married to His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince."
With a smile on his lips, King Yu continued calmly: "...Actually, this is also a good thing."
"...Since my father has personally agreed, then as long as the Eighteenth Sister is willing, the marriage period between her and the Crown Prince will be greatly shortened, and it may not even take half a month."
"...The only difficult thing is that it's hard to figure out what Eighteenth Sister thinks about this."
Yan Wulu listened quietly to Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui's story. He was well aware of the old emperor's calculations.
"Wulu, the last time I saw the princess was at Lanyue Tower. I must have failed to leave a good impression on Her Highness. Her Highness may not want to see Wu Lu anymore now."
Yan Wulu said with a wry smile, "... Thinking about it this way, it's really a difficult task."
"Your Majesty, you can relax." Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui explained: "...How about this, I, the Prince, will take you and your Majesty to meet the Eighteenth Sister again, and mediate between them, maybe we can get you to know each other again.
"
"In this way, it is your honor to thank Your Highness the King."
"Huh?" Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui waved his hand and said modestly: "...it is a great honor for me to be able to serve you, the crown prince."
"In the future, if my little king needs the Crown Prince's help for anything, I will also ask the Crown Prince..."
"Your Highness Prince Yu, you can rest assured. Wu Lu will definitely help you with all his strength."
Yan Wulu said, seemingly confident, "...if King Yu can really get Her Royal Highness the Princess to agree to be engaged to Wu Lu as soon as possible, then Wu Lu is willing to give you, Your Highness King Yu, another big gift!"
"Oh? What kind of gift?" Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui was a little curious.
The keen sense of smell of a poisonous snake allowed him to smell the value contained in these words.
"One of the Six Divisions of Jinling - City Defense Division."
Yan Wulu replied calmly.
When King Yu Zhao Lingrui heard this, his eyes flickered like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and he confirmed in a low voice——
"The City Defense Department under Old Fourteenth?"