Outside the window, the sun had just risen to half a person's height, and Zhao Haitang changed into a brisk and simple dress and played with sword flowers briskly.

Born in Jiangmen, she has developed the habit of getting up early to practice since she was a child, but in her last life, in order to pretend to be a fair lady in front of Shen Zhi, she forced herself to pick up the embroidered needle and thread.

Zhao Haitang was distracted by sword dancing, and at some point, two people walked behind him, and the man held the little woman in his arms and walked slowly.

"You just had a tire gas yesterday, why did you get up early in the morning. Watch out for your body. ”

Shen Zhi stretched his hand to protect Tang Yuru in his arms, Tang Yuru was on her waist, and the back of her head was just a simple ruyi bun, her long black and bright hair was scattered behind her, squinting her eyes slightly, showing laziness.

"It's so delicate, but yesterday thanks to your new lady......"

Tang Yuru's little face fell full as she spoke, and it was not so bright.

"Ru'er, my husband has already explained to you clearly yesterday, I have nothing to do with that woman, you must not hurt your mind for those who don't want to do it."

Shen Zhi lowered his head slightly, looking at Tang Yuru who was eating in his arms, his eyes were full of affection. He raised his hand slightly and nodded the tip of the little nose of the shy little woman in his arms, looking like a loving couple.

"Hey! Be careful! ”

Mother Liu, who suddenly appeared, didn't know what she stepped on, and reached out and threw away the melons, fruits, pears and peaches that she was hugging in her arms.

Zhao Haitang saw the basket of fruits smashed towards Tang Yuru, and hurriedly turned the blade of the sword, wanting to help Tang Yuru block the oncoming fruits.

"Bold!"

Shen Zhi saw Zhao Haitang's sword stabbing towards Tang Yuru in his arms, his eyes were cold, he circled Tang Yuru in his hand, put the woman in his arms aside, and pulled out the soft sword on his waist, the sword qi was full of murderous aura.

"Thunderbolt!"

Shen Zhi steadily caught Zhao Haitang's sword move, attacked with a backhand, and Zhao Haitang, who was approaching, took three steps back.

"Zhao Haitang, you dare to stab Ru'er, do you think your life is too long?"

Shen Zhi's tone was indifferent, the soft sword in his hand glowed with cold light, and he stood solemnly in front of Tang Yuru, stretching out his arms to protect the person behind him, as if someone else had moved his treasure.

"Shen Zhi, do you have a problem with your head or your eyes?"

Zhao Haitang looked at Tang Yuru, who was holding his chest behind Shen Zhi and was angry, his original worries were let go a lot, with the guilt of Tang Yuru in his previous life, Zhao Haitang was obviously kind enough to help her prevent disasters.

But before she could speak, Shen Zhi opened his mouth to ask for the guilt, this person really hates her, no matter what she does, he has a preconceived idea.

"Diao woman, aren't you afraid of stabbing this king?"

"Then the old lady should be widowed in advance!"

Shen Zhi snorted, leaned the person behind him into the room again, raised his breath and threw a beautiful sword flower, and stabbed straight towards Zhao Haitang.

"Bang bang!"

The two of them were in close combat, both full of murderous energy, cold light, and sparks were flying.

Mother Liu knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Tang Yuru vigorously to admit her mistake, "Please forgive the princess, forgive the sins!" “

The two little maids brought by Zhao Haitang knelt behind Liu's mother.

Where had Tang Yuru seen this kind of battle, her lips turned slightly white with fright, she avoided her mother and maid in front of her, and walked to the middle of the courtyard at some point.

"Brother Shen, I must not have a heart when I look at this Miss Zhao, hurry up and stop it, don't hurt her." Tang Yuru raised her head and shouted at Shen Zhi, who was hitting the eaves hotly.

Shen Zhi heard Tang Yuru's voice, and was distracted for a while, Zhao Haitang flashed with a sword, and he couldn't retract the momentum, and the hilt of the sword was so straight to his chest, but he still shaved off a lock of hair.

The light hair fell down the wind, Shen Zhi's face was dark, and he just wanted to return to Zhao'er, when a sudden voice came from outside the door: "Lord Wang, Lord Lei asks to see." ”

A gentle sentence fell on Zhao Haitang's ears, which made Zhao Haitang, who had just been gathering strength to make a move, unload his anger, and instantly became much gentler.

"Zhao Haitang, good swordsmanship."

Shen Zhi took the sword behind him, and in the palm of his hand, he held a lock of hair that had just been shaved off by her.

"The prince has won the prize."

Zhao Haitang covered his shoulders and tried to endure the bloody breath churning in his throat.

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Zhi was innocent in this life, and he didn't do anything sorry for her, and he was entangled by her without doing anything wrong, and inexplicably got an unsatisfactory side concubine, just now with the sword, she should avenge herself in her previous life, and directly cut off your ears and drink!

"Brother Shen!"

Tang Yuru hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Shen Zhi's arm, and pressed the soft sword he was about to raise.

"Ru'er don't worry, there are guests in the front hall, you go back to the room to rest, and the husband will accompany you back to the room after processing." Shen Zhi waved his hand sideways, and retracted the soft sword to his waist in a chic manner.

Liu's mother, who was kneeling and pleading for mercy on the side, hurriedly got up, held Zhao Haitang's arm, and thanked the Buddha for his blessing.

With such a vigilant man and such a refined swordsmanship, how could she think that he was just an idle prince and not in love with the powerful in her last life?