On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Meng Yao, the eldest daughter of the town government, disappeared.
This news caused a huge sensation.
As a young lady from the Zhenguo Palace, she was pregnant and disappeared at this moment. It was probably because of something unexpected.
The entire Zhenguo Palace was in chaos, and General Meng mobilized all available forces to find Meng Yao's whereabouts at all costs.
"The young lady from Zhenguo Palace disappeared just after she came back to visit her relatives. She may have narrowly escaped death."
"The eldest lady seems to have married to Yuncheng, right? I heard that she was married for several years but was not pregnant. She finally got pregnant and then disappeared..."
"It is said that the Duke's mansion is in chaos. The city lord of Yuncheng even mobilized Yuncheng's forces to find Miss Meng's whereabouts."
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In the teahouse, Ye Huanhuan twitched the corners of her lips almost invisible as she listened to the discussions around her.
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At this time, in a manor in the eastern suburbs, there was a training ground for the Jiuzhou Second Army.
A long team was running, led by Qin Feng and Gale Feng.
"I'm too tired. There are still thirty laps left. It's impossible to finish!"
"That's right, I feel like I've reached my limit! If I keep running, I might die suddenly!"
"Who asked me to run fifty laps? Isn't it too inhumane?"
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Many people complained quietly while running.
Ye Qingran was sitting on the edge of the training ground, looking at the long line of soldiers doing exercises, and couldn't help but frowned, "It's too slow. Didn't everyone have breakfast?"
At this time, the newly formed team had already run around the school field for nearly twenty laps. Each and every one of them was a little exhausted. When Ye Qingran said this, he felt a little angry.
"Are you taking a walk or training? Huh?"
…
Everyone's faces became increasingly ugly.
Especially when looking at Ye Qingran sitting there, tall, elegant and clean, which was in sharp contrast to their embarrassing and smelly sweat, the aura was even more intense.
Finally, someone couldn't help but complained, "It's a rare occasion for you to come here. Why don't you still give orders here? It's up to you."
It was Gale who said this.
Hearing this, Zhuang Xian and Han Xing Leng Yue, who came together, both had strange expressions.
I still remember that the current number one member of the Jiuzhou Legion, the friend Longya who made the enemy frightened, said the same thing when he first arrived.
But what happened later? Wasn’t he treated submissively by their young lady and admired her so much?
Ye Qingran smiled coldly and said in a mocking tone, "Is this the resistance of the weak?"
Weak?
"We are not weak!" Gale shouted, holding his neck.
He will never admit that he is weak!
"Yes, we are not weak!" Encouraged by the strong wind, others shouted hysterically at Ye Qingran.
The more severe beatings a person has suffered in life, the less willing he is to give in easily. This is clearly reflected in these people.
But Ye Qingran wanted them to understand the essence of life!
Only by knowing that the nature of life is cruel can we go further and become stronger, right?
"In my eyes, you are weak now, worse than rats in a stinking ditch!"
Comparing them to rats in a smelly ditch?
It's simply too much!
Gale was angry, "What qualifications do you have to criticize us? Although our strength is not high, we have middle-grade spiritual roots at worst, but you don't even have spiritual roots!"
Ye Qingran nodded, acknowledging what Gale said, but was not angry.
This is true.
"Then what? I'm a waste with no spiritual roots, and you can't compare to me. Aren't you just a waste and inferior to me?"
"You're not ashamed of your words! If you have the ability, come and try running fifty laps!"
"Really? How can fifty laps be enough? Well, don't you still have thirty laps left? Before you finish the remaining thirty laps, if I don't finish a hundred laps, what if I lose?"
What?
As soon as these words came out, not to mention the new recruits of the Jiuzhou Legion were shocked, even Ling Shaoyang and Xia Zhimeng who came to visit were also shocked.
"Sister Ran, is this a bit too much of a joke?" Xia Zhimeng waved her hands, somewhat disapproving of it. She had just observed that running fifty laps around the school field was the limit for her. Ran
My sister has to run a hundred laps, and the key is to finish it before they finish the remaining thirty laps!
It is simply an impossible task!
Ling Shaoyang assessed his situation and said truthfully: "I can run a hundred laps, but I can't finish it so fast." This is his understanding of himself.
"Tch, just brag! You can't run fifty laps, and you still say you want to run a hundred laps?!"
"That's right! I don't think she can run even twenty laps!"
"I can tell you big words!"
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In shock, these recruits obviously looked down on Ye Qingran, thinking she was talking nonsense, and sneered at her one by one.
Ye Qingran smiled and ignored them. He stood up and took off his cloak, revealing a black outfit underneath.
It was as if he came prepared.
"If I don't finish it today, I will never say a word about your training in the future. But then again, if I do it, if I hear a complaint in the future, I will add fifty more laps!"
She walked onto the runway with long legs, tied her black hair into a neat ponytail, did a few preparatory exercises to move her joints, and then started running.
Her speed is not very fast, but she is not slow either, at least it is much faster than those new recruits.
Her movements are professional, and her breathing and running rhythm are consistent.
Looking at the figure riding Juechen on the runway, Xia Zhimeng was simply intoxicated, "Run away as soon as you want, my sister Ran is too handsome!"
Zhuang Xian and others glanced at her. They thought, this is so handsome? There are even more handsome ones that you haven't seen yet!
Qin Feng followed Ye Qingran's figure for a while, his eyes becoming more determined. He said nothing from the beginning to the end and concentrated on running. At this moment, he was even more affected by her, and his steps could not help but become faster.
Gale frowned, and after a while he snorted: "She ran so fast at the beginning, let's see how she persists later!"
The other recruits were not optimistic about Ye Qingran. How could a pampered young lady with no spiritual roots run a hundred laps at extremely high speeds?
Just listen to this.
What they didn't know was that the "pampered" young lady in their mouths had already had her core changed, and inside lived a woman who had endured too much hardship, shed countless blood and sweat, and eventually became a powerful figure of a generation.
The super boss!
Ye Qingran hasn't run like this for a long time.
On this crisp autumn day, running around the school grounds, it seemed like I was back in the past, those sweaty days.
Her heart was as calm as water.
The steps under my feet are like flying, which is a rhythm engraved in my bones.
Ten laps…
Twenty laps…
Thirty laps…
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Apart from the fact that she was covered in sweat and her breathing was a little heavier than before, the speed of her feet remained unchanged at all, and seemed to be accurate to the millisecond.
When Ye Qingran ran fifty laps and still didn't stop, the recruits who were disapproving at first finally couldn't calm down anymore.
"She actually ran fifty laps!"
"Her speed is the same as before, it doesn't seem to have changed at all!"
"Is this really possible?"
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At first, they even thought that running fifty laps was impossible. But Ye Qingran did it. She told them with practical actions that fifty laps was not an insurmountable obstacle.
Qin Feng's eyes flickered, and his eyes became firmer.
He believes in his choice more and more.
As long as he works hard along this path, he will surely achieve his wish!
Gaofeng's face was full of solemnity. At this moment, he pursed his thin lips tightly and no longer had any complaints. The anger that was first stirred up by Ye Qingran had long since disappeared without a trace.
When they were ten laps away from fifty, Ye Qingran had already run sixty laps. However, their physical strength was gradually exhausted, their steps became more and more disorderly, and their speed dropped again and again. Some even started to run.
Stop and run.
Only that person, without squinting or distracted, used extreme stability to resist the fatigue and pain caused by long-term high-intensity exercise.
