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It was still just dawn, and Li Yijun carried two large bags of food into Yang Yaozong's tent.

She saw that Yang Yaozong's back, starting from the shoulder from right to left to the waist, had a swollen scar the thickness of a little thumb.

She remembered that one of the soldiers was running on the bridge yesterday when the support of the bridge collapsed and almost hit a soldier who was returning from under the other side of the bridge.

It was Yang Yaozong who rushed over and pushed the soldier aside, and the collapsed shelves were made of heavy solid wood, which just scratched Yang Yaozong's back.

At that time, he rubbed a hole in the back of Yang Yaozong's shirt.

She only saw Yang Yaozong grinning, and then saw Yang Yaozong go to help the soldier who fell from the shelf, and the soldier who was pushed out by him and fell. And then there was a bunch of people around.

The scene was also chaotic at the time. It is estimated that no one noticed that Yang Yaozong was injured.

Then Yang Yaozong returned to the tent by himself, he should have taken some medicine, changed his clothes and began to participate in training again.

At this time, Li Yijun saw Yang Yaozong's wound, the medicine on his back was smeared indiscriminately, and the wound from the right shoulder to the middle of his back was relatively deep, although it had scabbed, there was still pus and blood oozing. The swelling is also relatively high. The wound from the middle to the left side of the waist is relatively shallow, and it has scabbed over, but it is already swollen.

She frowned, her face was slightly red, she walked to Yang Yaozong's side, and with the exercise of her right hand, she condensed crystal water vapor and gently wiped off the medicine that Yang Yaozong had smeared indiscriminately.

Yang Yaozong was about to wake up naturally at this time of the day, and at this time, he felt that the originally hot and painful wound on his back had a cold feeling, and the pain was relieved a lot.

The tent was still relatively dark at this time, and he suddenly noticed that there was someone behind him, and he was about to turn around.

Li Yijun pointed at his right shoulder with his other hand, so that he couldn't turn around and said, "Don't turn over, the wound on your back is more serious, I'll take care of it for you." Two or three days will be fine. ”

As soon as Yang Yaozong heard the voice of the princess, he said "oh" very obediently, then lay on the bed, twisted his head to Li Yijun and smiled at her and said, "Your Royal Highness the princess." ”

Li Yijun's jade cheeks were pink and ignored Yang Yaozong, and the movements in his hands did not stop. The heart says, "When have you ever bothered me?

After cleaning up the wound, Li Yijun took out a small round silver box from his waist, twisted the lid, and a faint fragrance came out of the box. Just smelling it is refreshing.

Yang Yaozong saw that the princess didn't pay attention to him, so he turned his head outward, put his side on the pillow and said, "Your Royal Highness the princess, I haven't known your name yet. ”

Li Yijun still ignored him, and his fingertips dipped in some milky white ointment and touched Yang Yaozong's wound with a slight trembling, Yang Yaozong only felt a cold feeling coming from the wound, and the pain seemed to have disappeared. There seems to be a very refreshing feeling all over the body, and every pore seems to be opened to exude a cool smell.

He couldn't help but snort.

Li Yijun heard his soft snort, and she was so ashamed that she was dyed pink from her cheeks to her small ears, and even her jade neck. The tip of the beautiful and delicate nose is slightly oozing a little sweat.

Yang Yaozong didn't mean to make this snort, it was indeed involuntarily made by him who was comfortable in his heart.

The sound came from his nose, and he noticed that the humming sound seemed to have a kind of oblique sound. Very embarrassed, he said: "Princess, this medicine must be extraordinary, and it is a bit wasteful to use it on the lower body." “

Li Yijun "hummed" and said, "It's good that you know." “

Yang Yaozong was choked by the princess, but he didn't mind with a sneering smile. I asked the question I had always had in my heart: "Is the princess a fairy?" “

Li Yijun thinks that Yang Yaozong praised himself because he treated his injuries. Just a soft "hum".

Yang Yaozong continued to ask, "Then the princess is a cultivator?" “

Li Yijun knew what Yang Yaozong meant by what he had just asked, and replied, "No." “

Yang Yaozong asked again: "That princess is unfathomable, how did she learn the kung fu of flying to the sky?" Can I study? “

Li Yijun said in his heart, what is flying away. He's just talking.

"You have average roots, poor qualifications, and you are no longer suitable for martial arts. As it is now, it is very good to learn some foreign kung fu to strengthen the body. Besides, you are a literati scholar, what is the use of learning martial arts? Li Yijun replied directly.

Yang Yaozong was despised by Li Yijun, and he was not angry, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, if you have many skills, you don't need to press yourself." It's always good to learn more skills. Princess, you haven't said how you learned kung fu? What if I could learn it too? “

Li Yijun wanted to laugh at Yang Yaozong's nonsense, and said with a serious face: "If you can't learn, I am the last person in my sect, and I don't know if there is a chance to find the next person to replace me." “

Yang Yaozong turned his head to look at the princess in some surprise and said, "It's not a pity that you can't find a successor for such advanced kung fu." Why don't princesses teach me. Just teach me something simple and self-defensive. “

Li Yijun said coldly: "If you tell you that you can't learn, you can't learn!" She felt like she had talked a little too much today.

Yang Yaozong glared at him and said in surprise: "Could it be that if you practice your kung fu, you must first go to the palace?" “

Li Yijun saw Yang Yaozong's surprised eyes, and was embarrassed in his heart, what is from the palace, where did this person come from these strange thoughts. Said angrily: "They all say that you have no qualifications and no bones." Can't learn! “

Yang Yaozong "uh" and the body that was hit was incomplete. Lying on his stomach wilting and motionless.

Li Yijun looked at him like a poor puppy. I felt very funny and comforted: "You don't have to go into battle to kill the enemy, and you are training like this now, at least your foreign kung fu and physique can be much stronger than ordinary people after you are finished." And even if you can practice my exercises, if you go into battle to kill the enemy, one person's strength will not be worth a thousand gold and horses.

Yang Yaozong was silent for a while, and still said with a little childishness: "That's what I said, but everyone yearns for martial arts with absolute height and cultivation of immortals." Sprinkle beans into soldiers. ”

As soon as Li Yijun heard that he began to talk nonsense again, what kind of beans were sprinkled into soldiers, he was really whimsical, and he felt funny in his heart, I really don't know how long this person's brain is. I've never talked to anyone like this. But I think it's amazing to talk to him today.

After Li Yijun finished applying medicine to Yang Yaozong, he handed him an invitation and said, "Here you go." This is a post by King Qin's great prince Jingmin inviting you to participate in the Qixi Poetry Club. You were not in Nangong Mansion, so you sent your invitation to the imperial grandson along with the invitation of the imperial grandson. “

"Hmm" she pondered for a moment, her eyes became a little cold, staring at Yang Yaozong and said, "The location is in the Prince of Qin's Mansion." It's inconvenient for the imperial grandson to go, let me tell you, you must show some talent, whether it's poetry or words. In short, I want to make one or two songs. ”

Yang Yaozong took the invitation, frowned and said, "Uh... I don't have much poetry talent. Besides, poetry is not cooking, can you make it if you want to? Besides, if you don't have the ingredients, you can't make it. It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice. Not to mention composing poetry. And I don't know this prince of Qinwang, what did he ask me to do? “

Li Yijun looked at him coldly, like looking at an idiot.

Yang Yaozong was stared at by him, and asked cowardly: "How... What's wrong? I don't know him. ”

Li Yijun wanted to laugh angrily at his appearance, but said with a serious face: "Don't forget that you are now the grandson and the master!" And recently, there have been some bad rumors about the emperor and you. said that your talent was mediocre because you became the grandson and master of Nangong Mansion, and said that the emperor was old and mediocre and used people indiscriminately. Naturally, you don't know these words in the mountains, and in just these days, they have been spread in Tianjing City. There are even more unbearable ones. The rumor-mongers must be those harboring evil intentions. Da Shizi invited you to this poetry meeting, but it was not simply because you were the grandson and the master. I'm afraid there is another purpose. So you have to show what you can. ”

Yang Yaozong suddenly realized, and seemed to remember that he still had the identity of a grandson and a grandson. Then he muttered with his eyebrows tightly locked, he didn't expect this identity to cause so much trouble to himself and the emperor. Others may not know, but when Yang Yaozong heard the princess say this, he dared to conclude that the person who spread this rumor must know the owner of this body. Spreading the mediocre things about his talent seems to be a trivial matter, but his heart is ill-intentioned. He is now the grandson and the future emperor's teacher. If you want a person of mediocre talent to teach the future emperor about the subject. Let's not talk about how the officials of the current dynasty think, but after the ordinary people of the Great Zhou Dynasty know about it, they are afraid that they will only think that the current emperor is old and mediocre. And the future emperor is also a stupid and incompetent person who does not want to make progress. Now that the Great Zhou is at war with the Turks, if this rumor spreads more and more, then the people in the Great Zhou will be panicked. If it is used by people with intentions, then there will definitely be civil strife in Da Zhou. And the princess said that the eldest prince has other purposes, I am afraid that he is to sit on the mediocre things of his talents. It is even possible to go out and claim that you are not talented, and then all the development will be obvious.

Li Yijun saw that Yang Yaozong was groaning, carefully considering what he said, guessing that he should also think of what he was going to say. Then he turned and walked towards the door of the tent. When she arrived at the door, she didn't look back and said, "My name is Li Yijun." With that, he lifted the curtain and walked out.

Yang Yaozong lay on the bed, thinking about Li Yijun's slender back that had disappeared, looked at the tent curtain that was still shaking, and muttered, "Li Yijun." Li Yijun. ”

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Towards evening, Yang Yaozong made arrangements for training and other things on the mountain, and then handed them over to Qin Haizhou to be responsible. I washed it casually, changed into a clean robe, and headed down the mountain.

Just a short distance out of the training camp, Li Yijun came to his side and said, "You have a calm temperament, how long has it been before you came down the mountain." ”

Yang Yaozong said with a smile: "I don't have any poetic talent, and I don't want to participate in any Qixi poetry meeting." It's better to be with a bunch of talented people who are enjoying poetry and lyrics, than being comfortable with those soldiers in the mountains. I didn't say I wouldn't go, I just went late, and when I got there, eh! Just as the poetry meeting ended. Yang Yaozong clapped his hands vigorously, and then spread them out in front of him. Hey hey laughing.

Li Yijun glanced at him and said, "What you think is beautiful!" Aren't you afraid that others will say that you are arrogant? ”

Yang Yaozong pouted and said, "Taisun Taifu!" There should be a shelf of the grandson and the master! Can anyone who wants to invite them go? Did anyone who invited them have to be there on time? ”

Li Yijun was stunned by what he said. What's in this man's head? I can't wait to knock it open and take a look. She snorted lightly and said, "I've never seen a master like you." The more Taifu is, the more he wants to be polite and virtuous. You must know that you, as the grandson and the princess, also represent the face of the royal family! And are you going to wear this straight to the poetry meeting? Li Yijun saw that although his hair was tied with a scarf, wearing the old cyan robe was really detrimental to his identity.

Yang Yaozong looked at his outfit and said, "This... When you go down the mountain, you still have to go back to the house to change your clothes. I didn't want to bother like this, but it was raining, and my clothes and shoes were all dirty. It's not good, just go over like this. Well. Royal face! It's not good to wear it like this. ”

Li Yijun was a little angry with him. Xindao, if the road is easy, does he really want to go to the poetry meeting like this? And what a royal face. Is he using this to run out of me?

She grabbed Yang Yaozong's arm with her right hand, and as soon as her foot was forced, she jumped up with Yang Yaozong.

Yang Yaozong was startled by her sudden move and said loudly: "Auntie, what are you doing here!" The wind whistled in his ears, and after asking this sentence, he reacted that Li Yijun was taking him to leap down the mountain.

Li Yijun frowned and glared at him, and said sharply: "Who is your aunt!" What to call nonsense! Going down the mountain like you, I'm afraid that the poetry will really disperse. ”

Yang Yaozong felt the feeling of this leap, like a roller coaster, which was very exciting. From the initial fright to excitement. said: "Yijun, you have so much strength, you can still make such an easy leap with me." ”

Li Yijun frowned and glanced at him and said, "Don't call me by my name!" ”。 How can any girl want to be praised for her strength. Li Yijun said in his heart.

Yang Yaozong pouted and said, "Don't let me call my aunt, don't let me call my name." When you are a friend, I always think that it is too raw to call you a princess. “

Li Yijun ignored him and said, "Friend? ”

After tea, Li Yijun took Yang Yaozong to the bottom of the mountain. I saw that Hei Yao was already waiting there.

When Hei Yao saw Yang Yaozong, he immediately ran to his side, rubbing his head excitedly against Yang Yaozong's arm and head.

Yang Yaozong was tickled by Hei Yao, and laughed: "Okay, okay, I know you miss me." I miss you too. While stroking the black Yao's hair, he said to Li Yijun beside him, "Thank you。。。 Her Royal Highness the Princess. “

Li Yijun frowned and nodded, "The package on Hei Yao's back contains clothes and shoes for you. You put it on, and after you change it, you will die directly in the sub-mansion. It's a little late now. When she heard Yang Yaozong call herself Her Royal Highness the Princess, she had an awkward feeling in her heart. He also said, "Since you are a friend of mine, then you should call me by my name in the future." She seemed to have taken a lot of courage to say this, and her cheeks flushed with shame.

I only heard Yang Yaozong say "Oh, okay" and saw him take off his shirt. Revealing a wheat-colored but firm chest.

Li Yijun turned around and frowned and said hurriedly: "What are you doing!" “

Yang Yaozong was stunned and said cutely: "Didn't you ask me to change my clothes?" ”

Li Yijun said angrily: "You... Won't you go to the woods to change? ”

Yang Yaozong let out a "uh", glanced at Li Yijun innocently, picked up the burden and turned around and walked towards the forest, and whispered: "It's not that you haven't seen it." ”

Li Yijun heard his footsteps in the distance, and turned to look at the scar on his back that had scabbed and swollen. The face is red like fire.