Xiao Luohan didn't know at all that his seemingly calm little princess had already sharpened her sword in her heart, and felt that she was very wise and martial.

"My lord has official duties during the day, but I don't. I can practice martial arts during the day." Nan Yuan gave a reason for not practicing in the morning.

Xiao Luohan also had reason to refute, "The servants in the mansion come and go in the daytime. Does the princess want to be like a monkey juggling, and let the servants watch?"

"Besides, without this king to teach you, what kind of martial arts do you practice?"

Nan Yuan glanced coldly, "I know a lot, like dancing knives."

Xiao Luohan hugged her and pinched back and forth.

He kneaded the thin waist, thin arms, thin legs, and small hands one by one.

Then he laughed loudly, "Just your little arm and calf, this king will break if you break it, what kind of big sword are you dancing?"

Nan Yuan said lightly: "In short, the prince should rest his mind, I won't go tomorrow."

However, Lord Dog's left ear went in and his right ear went out. The next day, he did what he said, and at three o'clock Yin Shi kicked open the door of Tingyu Pavilion, and slammed straight to the bed.

"Little Yao'er, the time has come, go to the morning exercise with this king!"

Xiao Luohan shouted angrily, opened the curtain and went to dig the person on the bed.

Nan Yuan Meimeng was disturbed, and she was very annoying. Before he could dig herself up, she grabbed his neck and pressed it down, squinted her eyes and kissed him, and said vaguely, "Don't make trouble, just play by yourself."

Xiao Luohan's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body tense.

The mind became blank in an instant, the arm that picked up the woman's waist loosened, slipped again, and stopped in mid-air.

As soon as he let go, Nan Yuan fell back on the bed with a thud.

This time, most of the drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

Nan Yuan squinted at the black shadow beside the bed, her eyes dangerous, although her voice was a little hoarse that she didn't wake up, it showed a bit of chill for no reason, "I can't say it, if it bothers me again, I will swallow it. You stinky boy!"

After speaking, he rolled over, closed his eyes and fell back asleep.

If it was normal, Xiao Luohan would immediately find that the delicate princess was terrifyingly cold, not inferior to the state when she was angry, and the words she said were bold.

But now, his mind is a little empty, and his thoughts are a little floating.

The man who was showing his teeth and claws just a moment ago slowly retracted his claws in mid-air, and touched the corners of his lips with his fingertips.

When he returned to his senses, he stared at the woman, stretched out his hand and pushed her, and asked, "Little Yao'er, what did you do to this king just now?"

The person on the bed ignored him and fell asleep.

Xiao Luohan looked at her by the bedside for a long time, his expression became more and more strange, "You just stole your own king?"

"Did this king agree? Who gave you the courage?"

"You little goblin really think this king won't punish you severely?"

"Kiss? I'm not ashamed. This king hates mouth to mouth the most. It's dirty, it's obviously a mouth used to eat... Some people's lips and teeth are intertwined. First offense, the circumstances are not serious, I did not spit too much of this king, this king will spare you this time, next time you dare to do this again, this king will peel your skin..."

Xiao Luohan talked to himself for a long time, then stared at the woman for a few times with an inexplicable expression, pursed his lips subconsciously, turned around and left.

Three steps and two steps, walking fast.

When I went out, I wanted to kick the door, but halfway through the kick, I immediately blocked it, closed the door lightly, and muttered a few words.

There is a small school field in the palace, and there are a full range of weapons on the side of the school field.

King Dingbei changed into a dark gray outfit, with his waist and sleeves rolled up, revealing half of his forearm. His forearm was bronze-colored after years of wind and sun exposure. His muscles were firm but not abrupt, and he had a terrifying power. .

The large sword and broad sword weighing dozens of pounds were danced wildly by him, and the silver light was blooming.

The man was wielding knives and swords for a while, guns and bats for a while, and after a while, a layer of fine sweat formed on his face and neck.

"Ye San, can the princess get up?" Xiao Luohan threw the big sword in his hand to the side, and the big sword fell firmly into the scabbard on the shelf.

The scabbard swayed from side to side, then stopped.

Ye San replied without changing his face: "Report to the master, Chunpu Xia Liu and Li Ma Zhang Ma are already waiting outside the door, but there is no sound in the Yu Pavilion."

Xiao Luohan frowned, "After a quarter of an hour, if the princess hasn't woken up yet, let the servants call. When she wakes up, come to the school grounds immediately."

Ye San took orders to leave, but he was muttering in his heart.

The prince had an extraordinarily long morning exercise today, so he was waiting for the princess.

It's just, just wait, why do you have to wait while practicing, and make yourself sweaty without wiping it off?

Thinking about this, Ye San suddenly remembered that a veteran soldier with a wife and children in the military barracks talked to the bachelors, saying that the mother-in-law at home liked his sweaty appearance, and the mother-in-law thought he was a special man at that time.

At that time, the prince who was still a bachelor seemed to have listened, but the prince at that time scoffed at it.

Night three:  …

After Wang Ye's "leg disease", he seems to have discovered some terrible truth.

Fortunately, as long as he pretends to be calm enough, the prince doesn't know that he has learned so much.

Night three is quite troubled.

He is too smart, he might as well be as stupid as Ye Liu.

After Xiao Luohan danced with all kinds of weapons, he began to punch.

The man's martial arts dance is superb, and his sweaty appearance is more wild and beautiful.

However, King Dingbei's full set of military fists, which no soldier in the army could not necessarily see, was given to the blind man.

"Ye San, why hasn't the princess woke up yet? What time is it?"

Ye San felt that he heard the voice of the prince grinding his teeth.

"Master, my subordinates will go and find out."

"No need!" Xiao Luohan's body was full of air pressure, "This king will see it in person!"

Is this woman a pig, so sleepy?

It was only yesterday and the day before yesterday. The situation was special and he could understand it. After all, he was too mighty, and she couldn't get out of bed due to the tossing.

But being so lazy today is a bit outrageous.

Xiao Luohan didn't change his clothes, strode towards Tingyu Pavilion, his footsteps were so fast that the wind was blowing.

Ye San followed behind with his head down, and it took a little effort to keep up.

When Xiao Luohan arrived, there was only Li Ma alone outside the door, and there were voices in the house.

The king of Dingbei was immediately dissatisfied, "Didn't this king say that he would go to the school grounds when he got up? Since he got up, why didn't the princess go?"

Li Ma: "This... If you go back to the prince, the princess will have to dress up."

"What to dress up, this king wants her to go to the school to practice martial arts, not to compare the beauty!"

Xiao Luohan was so angry that he pushed open the door and entered.

All the noises inside stopped abruptly.

The two maids and Zhang Mafu retreated to the side, looking terrified.

After they received Ye San's letter, they called the princess as soon as the hour came.

It's just that their voices were shattering, and there was no answer from the princess in the room.

The servant can't rush in directly and lift the master's quilt, right?

Nan Yuan had just put on her dress and had not yet dressed.

Seeing Xiao Luohan, she just glanced at it lightly. No matter how dark the other party's face was, no matter how violent his body was, he still looked unhurried.

"Is your lord ready for breakfast?" the woman asked.

Xiao Luohan: ...

What's the matter with this little monster?

Didn't you see his black face? Didn't you see that he was furious at this moment?

How could he so calmly ask him if he had breakfast?