Beijian is notoriously diligent and hardworking, extremely harsh on himself, in addition to reading and writing every day, the rest of the time is to practice swords.

His swordsmanship is notoriously precise and chilling.

Every time he practiced his sword, his eyes were also extremely focused, the purple brocade robe flew lightly in the mountains and forests, and the clouds and rivers flowed on the lake.

A group of women by the lake were quietly and carefully serving with tea sets, snacks, fans, and handkerchiefs in their hands.

Mu Yunhuan held the sweat towel in her hand, her eyes were dull and empty looking at the purple brocade robe fluttering in the wind in front of her, since that day, there was no smile on her face, as if a lingering nightmare was haunting her heart.

"Tea!"

A few fluttering rolls, and a landed north sword pointed to this side.

A busy woman rushed forward and knelt down to hand over a cup of hot tea.

Another woman hurriedly ran behind Beijian and fanned her fan, and the rest of the people also hurriedly ran forward and handed over various snacks, Beijian frowned and looked at a woman in a gauze skirt who was stunned.

The others all held their breath nervously, and one of them carefully waved his hand to the shape of his mouth: "Sweat towel!" Sweat towel! ”

But the woman remained unmoved, and looked down in contemplation of her thoughts, not noticing what was happening.

"You! - Come here! Beijian pointed to the woman who was bowing her head.

She suddenly came over, staggered over, bowed her head and handed over the sweat towel.

Beijian cupped her face with his hand vigorously, "What a guts!" ”

It turned out to be her!

The originally beautiful and agile face seemed to be a little haggard, his eyes were in a trance, and his expression was a little dull, he shook it off proudly, remembering her arrogance a few days ago, and his eyes flashed with a bit of trophie pride.

The chief manager next to him sighed, and snubbed the master of the Northern Sword, there will be no chance to explain in the palace at all, the Northern Sword will never give her a chance to live, she will directly pull down the cane and die, and she will see blood again today!

The others were also scared and trembling, hoping that her negligence would not affect them alone.

"Help this king rub!" He commanded from above.

Yun Xuan picked up the sweat towel and reluctantly turned his face away, wiped it indiscriminately, and saw that the group was stunned, the ruthless Beijian actually didn't have the intention of killing, and let a maid touch his face like this, although it was just to wipe the sweat, which also made the little girls itch with jealousy.

Beijian grabbed the slightly trembling little hands with a sharp grip: "Do you want this king to teach you to wipe it?" ”

She was startled, and looked up just in time to meet his fire-breathing eyes, and her heart was stunned, so familiar eyes, that day...... She suddenly had an ominous premonition, hurriedly withdrew her hand, and the sweat towel fell to the ground: "Slave damned!" Slaves and maids should be damned! ”

Hurriedly lowered his head to avoid his gaze, and found the purple sweat towel that fell to the ground, who knew that Beijian did not let her go, and pulled her into his arms, his eyes plundering her whole body

"Stand down!"

Three powerful words, the group of people and others retreated with each other, and even the personal father-in-law retreated to 100 meters away to serve carefully, the father-in-law shook his head incredulously, although this is nothing in the palace, but this is the first time it has happened openly in the North Palace!

"Humph! What did the Sword Prince like about her? Slut! ”

"That's it! Seductive! ”

"Dead slut!"

"Ouch, how do people say that she was originally a lady, what's there?"

"That's it! No matter how much it is your turn! Hahaha! ”

After the maids stepped back, they began to talk about it......