In the end, he is a general, not informal, not delicate, not pretentious, not putting on a show at all, and does not have the appearance of those official ladies and ladies.

In Li Zan's eyes, he began to have a good impression of the general princess.

……

"Haven't you practiced lately?" After returning to the house, she thought that she had just come in by herself, but she didn't even notice it, and she still looked like a person practicing martial arts.

"Why not!" Mu Qingyang said, and he was already sitting next to Mingyue all of a sudden.

"Don't believe me!" she said, hooking her middle finger at the wick and flicking it hard.

But I saw that the firelight was still swaying, and there was no intention to extinguish it, and even more so, it was the jump, and the jump looked like he was laughing at Mu Qingyang.

"You can't extinguish me, you can't extinguish me......"

"......" Looking at Mu Qingyang's embarrassed look, Mingyue couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

Lazily resting his cheek with one hand, and flicking the other hand at the wick, the room was suddenly dark.

The moonlight outside the window poured into the room, like a faint layer of silver light.

Suddenly, a white shadow jumped out of the window.

Mu Qingyang opened his mouth.

"Shi ......" but the word "Fu" had not yet been spoken, so she bit her lower lip tightly and immediately followed.

……

Sitting on the roof of the "Chenwang Mansion", Mu Qingyang looked at the bright moon on the side from time to time, he was still like that, as long as he was quiet, he would look up at the full moon in the night sky, as if there was something inside that attracted him.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and met her eyes at a glance.

Thinking of the martial arts he was questioning just now, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but bow his head and deliberately avoided the eyes he looked at.

Did he want to say that he hadn't practiced well? What's going on? In fact, she had already bounced off the wick several times before, otherwise she wouldn't have taken the initiative to show off in front of her master.

Could it be that today's wick is a little thicker than before? Mu Qingyang thought, actually thinking that there would be such a possibility.

"It's not bad. Mingyue praised her, and he would never be stingy with his praise for what she had done well.

Mu Qingyang suddenly raised her head, it turned out that she didn't say what happened just now, hearing that he was praising herself, she suddenly came to her senses.

"yes, I practice every day......"

"No matter how good the light work is, what's the use?" the corners of his mouth were curved, and suddenly they turned into a straight line.

"......" Mu Qing raised his eyebrows, it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

"I've practiced light skills, but I can't beat it......" Just as she was speaking, she suddenly felt a burst of coldness beside her, and raised her eyes to look at Mingyue beside her, who was already expressionless and had a broken face.

"......" she was so frightened that she quickly shut up and swallowed the word "run" directly back into her stomach.

"An apprentice who is a teacher can only be a master. As he spoke, a slender finger was already lightly touched on her forehead.

She felt a chill coming from her fingertips, but in her heart she felt a diametrically opposite warmth.

Mu Qingyang seemed to be in a trance at first, but his mouth was subconsciously blurted out.

"I will be more diligent in my practice in the future, study hard, and not embarrass my master. ”

The cold touch shifted from Mu Qingyang's forehead to the top of her head, and a wide palm stroked her hair.

"Well, this is a good apprentice of the master. "There's never been a person who makes him feel that way