"Slow?" Feng Ruohen stood up, clasped his hands behind his back and turned his back to her, then looked at her from the corner of his eye.
The little girl was lying on her side on the bed, looking at her hand. She had almost given him a fatal blow with that hand.
So, she really thinks that she is invincible?
"You have good internal skills, but unfortunately you have too little experience and too little actual combat. If you meet a real master, you will only die." This was the evaluation given by Feng Ruohen.
She was not annoyed, but was still immersed in doubts, "That's not right, I mean..."
It's about her inner strength...
Qin'er didn't care that he was hurting himself anymore, and told him what felt strange these days, "I thought it was because of the boat ride that I have been feeling unwell, but I have adapted to it these days. Instead, I sometimes feel weak all over."
, I can’t exert my strength.”
Otherwise, how could the man in black avoid her palm?
I didn't sleep well at night either. I woke up out of nowhere and my perception was clear. I really couldn't say what was strange, but something was wrong.
She didn't know that Feng Ruohen had just seen her lying unconscious at the door of his room, and had already asked the three accompanying military doctors to take turns to check her pulse, and they were relieved after getting the result of 'safe and sound'.
What can happen?
Before others could speak, Liniang's voice came from the outer room first, "Is Qin'er acting coquettishly with the prince?"
She walked in with the decoction and a smile on her face. She was probably the only one who dared to be so presumptuous in front of Feng Ruohen.
Being made a joke by her, Qin'er pulled the quilt to cover her mouth and muttered unclearly, "What I said is true..."
Where is she usually so weak?
Liniang put the decoction to calm the shock on the table, bowed to Feng Ruohen, and then came to the bed to accompany her, "Qin'er, you scared me, but..." Her eyes moved, as if
After thinking for a moment, he said, "You really didn't notice that someone was attacking behind you?"
Qin'er became anxious, and regardless of how much pain was still in the back of her neck, she sat up and defended herself, "Really! My martial arts is not that bad! Alas! You don't believe me even if I say it, if only daddy were here."
She was so upset that Feng Ruohen glanced at her indifferently and was too lazy to speak.
Anyway, in his opinion now, this girl's martial arts skills are so bad, who knows what else to say...