Feng Qianyan thought about it, indeed, the most tired person today should be Xiao Yuchen. Not only do you have to go up to do more than one action demonstration in person for each project, but also explain the essentials of action and various corrections and guidance to everyone. After the training, the guards were so tired that they fell to the ground, but the boy still insisted on standing straight......

"Okay!" Feng Qianyan nodded, walked up to Xiao Yuchen with a brocade robe, and put the left sleeve into his left hand.

However, after wearing both sleeves, the embarrassment happened......

Fourteen-year-old Xiao Yuchen is about 1.75 meters tall, while eight-year-old Feng Tianyan is only a little more than 1.30 meters. The moon-white brocade robe hung on both arms, and the wind tried to tidy up his shoulders and neckline, but he couldn't reach it on tiptoe......

"You do it yourself!" Feng Qianyan pouted and patted Xiao Yuchen's back.

Xiao Yuchen just stretched out his arms and didn't move, and only said two words: "I'm tired." ”

Feng Qianyan rolled his eyes, looked around, pulled the chair he was sitting on just now, lifted his little short legs, and stood up.

Pull up the back collar of the brocade robe, take out Xiao Yuchen's long hair, and tidy up the position of his shoulders and neck. Then, the wind went around to the front, closed the placket, and fastened the belt. looked up and down, pulled over the chair and jumped up, straightened up the neckline, and then clapped his hands with satisfaction.

Feng Qianyan took a few steps back, pretended to be blessed, and said softly in a low voice: "Lord Wang, do you think the concubine is doing a decent job?"

Xiao Yuchen pretended to look down at the clothes on his body and nodded: "Well, that's good." I love my concubine so much!"

Feng tilted his face and straightened up, and glanced at him: "Xiao Yuchen, you're not done yet!"

Xiao Yuchen raised his eyebrows, and smiled with his eyebrows: "Isn't it the king who asked the concubine?"

Feng tilted his little hand, turned around and walked towards the door: "Forget it! It's boring!

Xiao Yuchen stretched out his long arm and grabbed Feng Yanyan's arm: "Okay, Yan Yan." I'm really tired today. ”

Feng Qianyan stopped, turned around and glanced at Xiao Yuchen. The light was not very good before, and I didn't notice it, but when I looked closely, I saw that his face was indeed not very good. With a flip of his wrist, his fingers clasped Xiao Yuchen's pulse.

"Hurt, how did you get it?" Feng tilted his face and frowned.

Xiao Yuchen smiled indifferently: "It's okay, it's a small injury." ”

"Small injury, small injury, too many injuries will damage the foundation!" "Feng Qian Yan muttered, took half a cup of spiritual spring water from the space, and stuffed it into Xiao Yuchen's hand, "Drink it." ”

"Oh. Xiao Yuchen didn't ask anything, raised his head and drank.

At the entrance of the spiritual spring water, Xiao Yuchen was stunned for a moment, looked at the cup in his hand, and asked, "Yan Yan, this is not the ——? you gave me to drink last time"

"That's right, it's the liquid you drank that cleanses the muscles and removes the marrow. Feng Qianyan nodded, retrieved the cup from Xiao Yuchen's hand, and put it away.

"Then I, ——? now" Xiao Yuchen pointed at himself, isn't it going to wash the muscles and marrow again?

"If you drink it now, you can only recover some physical and spiritual power, and some healing effects. Feng tilted his face and threw over two more jade bottles.

Xiao Yuchen opened the jade bottle, his eyes deepened, one bottle was twenty or thirty second-level healing pills, and the other jade bottle was full of the liquid medicine he had just drunk.