A lady stood up and said to Yuan Qing Ling Fushen, "The concubine wants to thank the princess for saving her life." ”

Yuan Qingling recognized her, it was the lady who was in the porridge shed that day, she injured her hand, and she bandaged it.

She smiled and said, "Madam, you really can't talk about this life-saving grace, your hand is okay, right?" ”

"Back to the princess, it's okay." Mrs. Yuan was a little excited, and her voice was very loud, like a student answering a question.

Next, it's the big guy who comes out and introduces himself.

A large group of people, after being introduced, Yuan Qingling just smiled and nodded, and his face stiffened with a smile.

However, she really can't remember a few, anyway, it's a lot of Mrs. Yuan and a lot of Miss Yuan, or it's Miss Cousin and Aunt Yuan.

Yuan Qingling found that they were full of energy, and when they came out, their steps were sonorous and powerful, and it seemed that everyone knew martial arts.

She couldn't help but secretly ask Mama Qian beside her, "The daughters of the Yuan family all practice martial arts?" ”

"All of them are masters!" Mama Qian whispered.

Yuan Qingling was in awe.

She looked at the little girls, the youngest should be seven or eight years old, and the oldest was only fifteen or sixteen, they looked very similar to Yuan Yongyi, they were all round and cute.

After introducing yourself, it's time to present the gift.

Everyone prepared a gift for Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling was speechless.

Look at the large pile of weapons, long swords, daggers, bows and arrows, broadswords, axes, hidden weapon boxes in the middle of the main hall......

"This sword is made by the old man from the Western Regions, made of pure steel, sharpened iron like mud, and can be broken by blowing, the princess might as well play two tricks!" The old lady said like a treasure.

"Grandmother, the princess is pregnant, don't do it." Yuan Yongyi reminded.

The old lady sighed and said apologetically: "The old man is rude." ”

Yuan Qingling waved his hand and smiled reluctantly, "It's really inconvenient, next time, next time I'm playing." ”

"I'm coming!" The little sister of the Yuan family stepped forward, it was the seven or eight-year-old girl, holding the sword in one hand, the sword was unsheathed and went to the eyebrows, smiled at Yuan Qingling, and saw her quickly retreat three feet, to the door, kicked under her feet, rose to the sky, stretched out the long sword, and didn't know how to move her wrist, anyway, Yuan Qingling saw a cold light and then a cold light flashed in the air, the sword light bloomed like a flower, the little girl flew down lightly, the long sword slashed to the screen in the main hall, only to hear a "boom", the screen separated on both sides, and fell to the ground and died.

Yuan Xiaomei closed her momentum and fell to the ground, put her sword into the sheath, and stood with her hands down, with a slight smile on her face, but her hair did not move at all.

His grandmother's heart was broken, the prince's favorite ebony carved screen, oh my God!

"Try my meteor hammer!" Another little girl flew out and took the meteor hammer on the ground, between the chain and the chain, only to hear the whirring wind, such as the anger of thunder, such as the momentum of ten thousand jun, for a while, I saw the meteor hammer in the east and west, several times Yuan Qingling thought it was coming at her, but it was only a false shake, and quickly retracted.

His grandmother looked at the east hole and the west hole on the ground, and didn't know how much it would cost to repair it.

"And me!" A girl of thirteen or fourteen years old rushed out, picked up a longbow, flew out of the door, and disappeared for a moment.

Yuan Qing Ling was curious, but she heard something "whoosh" through the air, and before she could react, she felt a cold scalp, as if there was a wind passing quickly, and then, her hair was scattered, she reached out in shock, the hairpin was gone, and she turned her head to look at it in a hurry, but saw the long arrow nailed into the wall behind her, and her hairpin was also nailed to the wall.

Yuan Qingling clapped his hands stiffly, and he didn't know what color his face was, so he just staggered to his feet, and tried to say to Old Madam Yuan decently: "Old Madam, please forgive me for missing me, I'm going to relieve myself." ”

Mrs. Yuan said with a smile: "Princess, please take care of yourself, indeed, pregnant women always have to go to relieve themselves." ”

Yuan Qingling looked at Lu Ya and Qi Luo, "You two help me to go, my legs are a little weak...... No, it's a little numb, and the blood doesn't run after sitting for a long time. ”

Green Sprout and Qiluo trembled forward to help Yuan Qingling out, Yuan Qingling's decent footsteps quickly leaned against the wall after leaving the door, holding his chest and taking a deep breath and deep breathing, "Scared me to death, scared me to death." ”

She almost thought the arrow was going to fly over her head.

She finally understood why Yu Wenhao said that Chu Mingcui couldn't fight Yuan Yongyi, and no one could fight.

King Qi, you are miserable, if you dare to bully Yuan Yongyi, your life will not be guaranteed.

Yuan Qingling came back from his hand, the bun had been combed, and the Yuan sister who had just released the arrow came to return it with a hairpin, "Princess, your hairpin." ”

Yuan Qingling looked at her with a smile, "Give it to you." ”

Sister Yuan sighed and said excitedly: "Really? ”

"Yes, do you like it?" Yuan Qingling asked, she couldn't keep this hairpin anymore, she would have nightmares, and her head almost flew with the hairpin.

"I like it, I like it so much!" Sister Yuan held the hairpin on her chest, and she had an expression of wanting to cry.

Yuan Qingling became more and more puzzled, this group of women are all young and female, why do they value her as a broken princess so much? Or even a family visit?

She looked at a bunch of weapons, people who practice martial arts value weapons very much, and they all give her the best things.

Old Madam Yuan straightened her expression, looked at Yuan Qingling and said, "Princess, the old man has a reluctant request. ”

"Old Hero...... Old lady, you say. Yuan Qingling retracted his expression and asked.

Mrs. Yuan looked at Sister Yuan, sighed and said: "My Yuan family is all reckless, rough men, I really don't know how to educate these girls, they look good one by one, but they are rude, rude, presumptuous, thinking about their marriage, it is difficult to rest day and night, the girl is not known to have done any good things in her previous life, and she can marry at the age of sixteen, but these sisters under her, if there is no eighteen or twenty, I am afraid that no one wants it." ”

Yuan Qingling heard this and asked, "Do you want me to find a family for which girl?" ”

The old lady smiled and shook her head, "Fei Ye, Fei Ye......" She looked up at Mrs. Yuan, and there was an inquiry in her eyes, is it like this? Did she say something wrong?

Mrs. Yuan gave her mother-in-law an encouraging look, and that's it.

Old Madam Yuan continued with satisfaction: "As a woman, the princess is actually equipped with medical skills, which really makes me admire, I wonder if the princess is willing to keep Ah Si by her side and let her learn something from you?" Even if it's literacy. ”

Yuan Qing was dumbfounded, "Don't they know how to read?" ”

"If you admit it, you just can't write it." When Mrs. Yuan said this, she was very embarrassed, and so was she.

"Then why not hire a teacher?" Yuan Qing Ling said.

"Please, p......lease, please," Mrs. Yuan paused, her face dazed, "This invitation is to invite more than 100 teachers, but they have not been in existence for a long time, and there is no shortage of money for them, which is really incomprehensible!" ”

Yuan Yongyi said: "They can't be taught, they either have broken hands or broken feet." ”

"Shut up, it's all about you!" The old lady scolded Yuan Yongyi angrily, and she felt a little annoyed and angry.

Yuan Yongyi was scolded by her grandmother, and she retreated unwillingly, muttering: "Don't say it yet, I didn't beat it, most of it was your grandmother." ”

Yuan Qingling felt that his scalp was very numb, like hundreds of millions of ants crawling between his hair.