Feng Fengqing gently put down the pen in his hand and smiled lightly: "It seems that I didn't guess wrong, I said how could she be so kind and give Zhao Zilu a token, with ulterior motives." ”

Speaking of this, Feng Fengqing paused for a moment, and he looked at the man in black again: "What about later?" She didn't do it? ”

"The other party's skills are very high, not under his subordinates, we almost fought a few times, but Miss Zhao's whereabouts are uncertain, so she didn't match, and it wasn't until the prince appeared later that the other party left."

The man in black still lowered his head and said coldly.

"The prince is there too?"

Feng Fengqing was a little surprised, he raised his eyebrows slightly: Why are you also interested in that girl?

"Yes!"

The man in black is still a simple word.

"Go down, watch out for the Queen."

After Feng Fengqing finished speaking, he picked up the pen on the table again, practiced his own words, and no longer paid attention to the man in black.

"Yes."

The man in black didn't stay any longer, and left quickly, and the imperial study was calm again, as if there was only Feng Fengqing here from beginning to end, and no one had ever come.

Early the next morning, Aunt Qing dragged Zhao Zilu out of the bed, and the reason why she dragged it was because she asked Zhao Zilu to get up no less than ten times, but Zhao Zilu was still sleeping on the bed.

"Aunt Qing, don't be in such a hurry, okay."

Being dragged off the bed by Aunt Qing, Zhao Zilu had the heart to cry, but there was no way, who told her to want to practice martial arts, she reluctantly finished washing, and then followed Aunt Qing to the outside of the palace, she raised her head and looked at the sky, she really wanted to die, and even the moon was still on it at this time.

"Don't think it's early, we have to walk for at least an hour to go to Prince Jing now, it's just right to walk there, and Prince Jing also studies in the garden at this time of day."

seemed to see through Zhao Zilu's thoughts, Aunt Qing explained while desperately pulling Zhao Zilu.

"Lord Wang, there are people outside the door asking to see you."

Feng Fengjing had just come to the garden, and the sword in his hand had not yet been hot, when an old man came over, he saluted Feng Fengjing slightly, and then looked at Feng Fengjing.

This old man's name is Zhao Jiang, he is the housekeeper of King Jing's Mansion, his martial arts are superb, no one can match, and more importantly, he is loyal to Feng Fengjing, and he is Feng Fengjing's henchman.

Feng Fengjing smiled lightly, then picked up the sword in his hand and began to practice: "Who?" ”

"Aunt Qing and a girl named Zhao Zilu."

Zhao Jiang looked at Feng Fengjing's swordsmanship, and couldn't help but smile with relief, the prince's swordsmanship was getting more and more exquisite.

"Bring them here."

Feng Fengjing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again, I have to say that he was in a very good mood today, as for why he couldn't say why.

A few minutes later, Zhao Jiang took Zhao Zilu and Aunt Qing to the garden where Feng Feng was staying, looking at Feng Fengjing who was practicing swords, Zhao Zilu couldn't help jumping up excitedly: "I want to learn, this is really beautiful." ”

"Give her a sword."

Feng Fengjing didn't stop, and continued to wave the sword in his hand, swallowing mountains and rivers with every move.

"Girl, give it."

At this time, Zhao Jiang took a sword from the weapon rack next to him and handed it to Zhao Zilu.

Looking at the sword in front of her, Zhao Zilu hurriedly took it, but because she didn't know the weight of the sword at all, she almost fell down with the sword, fortunately, Zhao Jiang next to her was prepared, quickly took the sword in Zhao Zilu's hand and grabbed Zhao Zilu's arm, and smiled lightly: "Girl, don't look small with this sword, it's made of dark iron, not to mention hundreds of catties." ”

Zhao Zilu, who tried to stand up straight, looked at the inconspicuous sword in front of her in surprise, and her heart couldn't help but feel cold, hundreds of catties, how could she afford it?

"Alright, don't tease her, take this branch."

Feng Fengjing, who finished practicing the sword, wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked this way, and picked up a branch on the ground by the way: "From now on, you will use the branch as a sword, practice swordsmanship during the day, and practice internal strength at night, and when you have the ability to pick up the sword, replace the branch with a sword again, otherwise I am afraid that you will not be killed by the enemy, but by your own sword." ”