"Niangniang, what can I do, you don't know any martial arts!" Siluo was so anxious that she jumped to her feet, and it was really the emperor who was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.

Ah Qing broke the can, but in fact, he was very unconfident: "The left and right are just hard to compare with the previous one, and the big deal is to lose the fall." ”

Siluo hates that iron is not made of steel: "Niangniang hurriedly ordered that the slave maid should compete instead of Niangniang!" ”

"Do you know martial arts?" Ah Qing was puzzled.

"Well, the slave learned a little bit of self-defense when she was young."

A little? I'm afraid it's more than a little! Is Silo's brain short-circuited at this time? If she makes a move, even a fool can see that she is not an ordinary servant girl! When the time comes, Ah Qing can't pretend that she doesn't know that she is a gentleman. If you don't appoint someone to spy on you at that time, maybe you won't be as caring and talkative as Silo. It seems that she is really worried about herself, so she can't even hide her identity.

"No, the depth of the guard's skill is not known, if you stand up for me, you will break the arrogance I just made and slap yourself in the face; Second, you may not be able to defeat him, and he will not scruple about the severity of his attack. If it were me, he wouldn't dare hurt me in the slightest. ”

"But the mother ......"

"Qing'er."

An affectionate salutation interrupted Siluo, who was still about to justify, and Ah Qing turned around in surprise, and the national teacher suddenly appeared behind them.

"Ahem...... National teacher, are you—what's the matter with you? "Why is your face red?

Jiang Yue stretched out her right hand, Ah Qing was panicked, but she saw that the hand was spread out in the air, and in the blink of an eye, a slender willow branch appeared in her palm, as if it had just been broken off from the shore of the lake, and there was still a little dew.

"Later, you can use it against each other."

"Huh? A willow branch? ”

Jiang Yue nodded.

Ah Qing couldn't cry or laugh, hesitating to pick it up, do Taoist priests also like to joke with others?

"Niangniang, with the help of the national teacher, you will be able to ensure that you win a big victory!" Silo's eyes were full of stars and rejoicing.

"Is it really that amazing?"

"Absolutely, take it!"

Ah Qing took it in disbelief, and Jiang Yue turned to leave.

Ah Qing, who had changed into a cyan casual dress, came to Tinglan Pavilion again, and Prince Yong's eyes were above the top: "What weapon does the imperial sister-in-law want to use to compete?" Take your pick! ”

"What kind of do you use as a guard?"

"The grass people are accustomed to the sword." The young man spoke indifferently, and the air seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Okay, then you can still use the sword. That's what I use. ”

She showed the willow branch behind herself, and Prince Yong laughed heartily: "The imperial sister-in-law doesn't want to be a child's play!" This guard of mine is a first-class good hand, the sword has no eyes, be careful of accidentally injuring your phoenix body! Hahaha......"

"If I can defeat you, the guard, with just this wicker, wouldn't it show that Prince Yong has no eyes and doesn't know what to do?" Smiling eyes.

"You!" Prince Yong glared angrily, but he didn't dare to say half a word to refute.

"Okay, just follow the queen." Jun did not take advantage of the situation to speak.

The young man bowed his hand, drew his sword out of the sheath, and did it in one go, like flowing water, free and easy. The gray-blue sword light flashed in her eyes, and in a trance, she seemed to see a swing under the begonia flowers in the courtyard.

Strange, why do you hallucinate when you see a beautiful man? Could it be that is also a disease that can get worse?

Before she could come back to her senses, the sword wind whistled and cut head-on, and she narrowly dodged, and the brass bell on her ankle jingled, revealing her panic. The boy turned around and slashed again, and this time she swooped into his back.

What's going on? Only then did she fully notice her strangeness. When will you know martial arts? The move just now, if it weren't for the people who practiced martial arts all year round, they wouldn't be able to dodge it at all. Could it really be that because he crossed over, he inherited the skills on Lin Qing's body before?

The thought was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the young man was about to attack again, and when she saw the situation, she hurriedly twitched the wicker in her hand, hitting his sword-holding right arm. The young man's face turned pale for a moment, and he snorted in pain, covered his right arm and let go of his hand, and the sword fell with it. Ah Qing couldn't believe that the props Jiang Yue gave him were so powerful?

Prince Yong shot the case, jumped like thunder, and was about to roar the lion in Hedong, Jun Wu laughed heartily: "Hahaha, it seems that the queen has won." ”

"My sister is as light as a swallow, like a shocking Hong, there is a competition, and she is clearly dancing for us!" Concubine Xian's tongue is a lotus.

Prince Yong's face on the side turned purple, endured and endured, and finally sat back obediently.

"My sister has won the prize. It's just that I seem to have used too much force just now, and I hurt the meridians of this guard, and I hope that Your Majesty will send someone to take a good look at him for my sake of accidentally hurting him. ”

Prince Yong's face was red and white for a while.

Ah Qing's heart was secretly cool, not only showing his generosity, but also mocking Prince Yong fiercely, not happy? In addition, she understands that she can win, not by strength, but by plug-in, which is really not very glorious. The young man lost this battle, he would definitely be angry and blamed by Prince Yong, and the consequences were worrying, and he couldn't bear to let him suffer because of himself, so he wanted to leave him in the palace. First, you can ensure your own safety, and second, you can secretly cultivate yourself as a confidant of your cronies.

Jun Wu readily agreed, and Ah Qing knew that he had the heart to reward her for this matter.

There were no more waves, and the Qushui banquet ended like this.