In fact, Yang Xianrong returned to the palace and had no time to spare, because Sima Xin suddenly didn't like to play with those concubines and beauties, and as his leg injury gradually healed, he actually thought about learning martial arts, and then he could protect his queen Yang Baa.

Yang Xianrong sat in the Zhengyang Palace with a black face and watched Sima Zhen dance around with a stick, Huizhu was afraid that the emperor's hand would not be accurate, so she kept standing on her right side and staring.

"Your head...... Hit in the back...... Okay? It's been two days since she came back, and Yang Xianrong is still not at ease, because she heard Cuixi say that Huizhu's back was hit with a very thick bruise, which must be really not light.

"Okay." Huizhu grinned, "Queen Mother, I'm ...... Slaves and maids are not afraid of rough skin and thick flesh, slaves and maids were beaten a lot when they were young, aren't they all alive? ”

Yang Xianrong frowned, "But you are your daughter's family after all, don't affect your future marriage because of the ugliness on your body." ”

"Isn't the slave going to follow the girl all the time? Where else is there any need for marriage? Huizhu also turned around and glanced at Yang Xianrong.

"What?" Yang Xianrong was also puzzled.

"The slave is your personal slave, and if the slave and the slave are married, they must be your master. Cui Xi said that they will not get married, and they will always follow the queen for a lifetime. ”

"Nonsense, you always have to get married." Yang Xianrong smiled, "Don't listen to Cui Xi's nonsense, the Yang family doesn't have this rule." ”

"But you're the queen now." Huizhu was quite serious, "The slave can really do it, no problem." ”

"Where's your He Lang?" Yang Xianrong saw He Jiunian, who was following Yuan Jianshuo, watching the emperor practice the stick technique intently, but whenever he saw the emperor's stick out of his hand, he immediately stepped forward to help pick it up, and he was so busy that he was sweating profusely. Especially in the early spring, it was so hot that I rolled up my sleeves, revealing my thick and green arms.

Yang Xianrong didn't look at it much in the spirit of indecent disdain, but Huizhu didn't shy away from it at all, and was very serious. That's why Yang Xianrong asked.

"It's okay, he may not like me much, he will be the son of the world in the future, and the slave and maid will not be able to climb higher." There was no joy or anger in Hye-joo's expression.

"He said he liked your ......"

"What's the use of liking?" Huizhu actually laughed, her mouth was very big, "Queen Mother, Huazhi likes the prince, so what?" So many years of infatuation, and so many things, but in the end? It's not like death is death......"

With just such a sentence, Yang Xianrong didn't know how to answer.

Later, Huizhu said: "The slave maid thinks that Brother Liu is good, responsible, and courageous. ”

"He almost killed you." Yang Xianrong frowned, and at this time, Sima Xin's stick was thrown out again, almost knocking Zhang Du down. Zhang Du was also sweating, and asked Sima Zhen: "Your Majesty, let's take a rest." ”

"I'm not tired." Sima Zhen crossed his waist, that is, he shook the stick a few times, and he was indeed not tired at all.

"Why don't you drink your saliva first?" Zhang Du asked the little eunuch to bring warm water.

"This can be there." Sima Zhen picked up the teacup and took a sip, Zhang Du handed over a small plum cake, and Sima Zhen also opened his mouth to eat it. Maybe he thought it was delicious, he opened his mouth again and asked Zhang Du to feed three pieces, and then he felt too thirsty, so he wanted to drink water again, and Zhang Du led him directly to the main hall...... Or Zhang Du has a way.

Yang Xianrong admired him very much, he could serve Sima Zhen comfortably for so many years, and he didn't suffer too many grievances, and he let the emperor appear with a very imperial power at the right time.

But is this person really stupid?

For a moment, she began to doubt again.

At noon in Zhengyang Palace, the sun is very dazzling overhead, but it is also warm and pleasant. Those red-walled, gray-tiled and black-lacquered gates stand there in an extremely atmospheric manner, showing the majesty and luxury of the Great Jin.

Yang Xianrong felt a little dazzling, and couldn't help but cover the light in front of him with his hand.

When Huizhu saw it, she immediately used her own hand to cover her, and Cui Xi laughed when she saw it, "Silly Huizhu, how can this be stopped?" Girls love to bask in the sun. ”

"Oooh." Huizhu hurriedly put down her hand and stood aside honestly.

Now in the large courtyard of the Zhengyang Palace's dormitory, only Yang Xianrong is here with his own people, and everyone else follows Sima Zhen into the dormitory. Yuan Jianshuo glanced at Yang Xianrong, and left a few martial guards standing here, including He Jiunian.

He Jiunian looked at Huizhu with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to talk to her. After all, after Huizhu was beaten by Erniu, the two had not had a chance to talk.

But Huizhu is like she can't see him, just guarding Yang Xianrong's side.

The distance between them and Wu Wei is a little far, so He Jiunian can only take a look, and he can't leave his post and come over.

Slowly quieted down, and Huizhu answered Yang Xianrong's question in a low voice. "Brother Liu's move is indeed very risky, but in that case, it is not a tiger's den and no tiger, even if Brother Liu says not to get on the sedan chair, the slave will go, in the end to see what is going on."

"Then if you are in a sedan chair and the fragrant cake is thrown in, can you deal with it?" This question is critical.

"Of course you can, slaves and maids have also practiced." Huizhu laughed, "Maybe those skillful martial arts skills slaves and maids can't do it, but if the slaves really fight against Cuixi or Lanxiang, the odds of winning are still very high, after all, the slaves and maids have great strength." ”

"How do you know that Lan Xiang can do martial arts?" This time it was Yang Xianrong's turn to be surprised, Lan Xiang has always existed as her stand-in, and she is also soft and weak, and she rarely even appears in front of everyone. Cui Xi is indeed very good at kung fu, and everyone can see it.

"Then in fact, look at Lan Xiang when she moved the wooden boxes in the house for you and sorted out the rescued bamboo slips and books, that one had a lot of strength, you definitely couldn't do it, but she didn't have any effort at all. And ah, people who have practiced martial arts are also skilled in moving things, and they don't use brute force. It's like the emperor has just practiced sticks, but in fact, he just doesn't know the essentials, and someone should teach him. ”

"Don't teach him, turning around will really make a stick, it's not about beating people everywhere, it's terrible." Yang Xianrong pouted in fright.

"Ahh Your Majesty! Zhang Du suddenly screamed in the dormitory, the sound was so loud that the frightened Yang Xianrong's face changed, and he hurriedly ran inside. Huizhu's reaction was also extremely fast, and she immediately grabbed her arm, for fear that she would fall. But it also gave her a lot of strength, making her run steady and fast.

That's a good thing.

Yang Xianrong thought so in his heart, but was frightened by the scene in the dormitory.

Because, Sima Zhen fainted.