However, Beichen Yue held her hand tightly, without the slightest intention of letting go.

"That...... Your Highness?? Mu Jiujiu raised her head a little puzzled, glanced at Beichen Yue, and motioned to him with her eyes, can you let go of her hand? ?

Beichen lowered his eyes slightly, although he was very reluctant to pass the warmth from her palm, but for the sake of face, he silently let go of the hand that had been holding her.

Mu Jiujiu smiled at Beichen Yue a little embarrassedly, withdrew his hand, sat a little away from him, yawned, and continued to doze off little by little.

Beichen Yue's eyes stared at her hand for a while, and suddenly he shouted in a deep voice: "Mu Jiujiu." ”

"Huh??" Mu Jiujiu raised his head and looked at Beichen Yue with some confusion, "What does Your Highness command?" ”

"Nothing." Beichen Yue continued towards Mu Jiujiu with an expressionless face: "It's just that when you held this king's hand, this king felt that your palm was very soft, and he didn't look like a person who practiced martial arts. ”

Mu Jiujiu was a little puzzled: "What should the hands of those who practice martial arts look like??" ”

Beichen Yue said: "People who practice martial arts either hold a sword or a bow every day, and there will be calluses left by the wear and tear of these weapons in their palms, which should be very rough to the touch." ”

Mu Jiujiu: "Your Highness has touched the hands of people who practice martial arts??" ”

Beichen Yue: "Feiyun is a person who practices martial arts, and he is still the general of my Beichen Kingdom." ”

"Oh......" Mu Jiujiu thought for a while, and said with an indifferent expression: "That's probably because they all have weapons that they often use, like I have always been bare-handed and have never held any weapons, so it's normal that there are no calluses left in my palms." ”

Beichen Yue listened to her words, and couldn't help but wrinkle slightly: "You haven't taken any weapons??" ”

Could it be that the scoop you held in your hand last time is not a weapon??

"Yes!" Mu Jiujiu nodded happily and said: "My master said that the highest state of martial arts is not the unity of man and sword, but the absence of a sword in his hand, it is better than having a sword, as long as the internal force is strong enough, everything in the world can become a sword in your hand, the willow leaves falling on the tree are swords, and the scale pole in the hands of street vendors is swords." ”

"The hairpin on my head is a sword, and the wrench in your hand, Your Highness, can also be a sword."

Mu Jiujiu explained to Beichen Yue very seriously: "Anyway, my master is amazing, anything can be turned into a weapon in his hands!" ”

"Really...... I think you are also quite powerful, with a water scoop in your hand, you can kill thirty dead soldiers......" Beichen Yue pulled the corners of his mouth, and said in a faint voice.

"I can't, I haven't reached the level of my master." Mu Jiujiu couldn't help but sigh as he spoke: "Hey, I can't use the willow leaf as a sword, the willow leaf is always light and fluttering in my hand, and it can't hurt anyone." ”

Beichen Yue: "......"

Ten fingers interlocking or something, forget it...... In fact, isn't it good to live every day like this??

"By the way, Your Highness, do you have calluses in your palms??" Mu Jiujiu suddenly came to her senses, she approached Beichen Yue, and said curiously: "What weapon do you like to use on weekdays??" ”

"With a sword." Beichen Yue responded casually, stretched out his hand, and glanced at Mu Jiujiu with his palm upward.