Chapter 266: Little Bun Practices Sword The palace servants were pale, kneeling on the ground, shaking like sieves, and refused to let Ji Lening leave. "Your Highness, calm down. It's not that I won't let you leave. It's your Majesty who has ordered you not to leave." "If you let Your Highness go, Your Majesty will have to skin me alive. Please spare us, Your Highness." "You...you guys!" Ji Lening was so angry when he saw that they were all disobedient. In the end, Ji Lening was asked to return to the bedroom, and then she angrily smashed a lot of things. When Rou Guijun heard about this, he sighed and said, "Let him go. Don't let him get hurt." The palace attendant who reported back bowed respectfully: "Yes." In the garden of Beichen Palace, an adult and a child are practicing swordplay.
The elder one was dressed in flowing white robes, holding a long sword in his hand and wielding it with ease. The younger one held a wooden sword, stared at the movements of the man in white, and waved it clumsily, trying to imitate him quite well. When the older one sees that the younger one is doing something wrong, he will put down his sword and give him a rough scolding. "Raise your hands higher, legs, legs, legs, stand firm for me, why are you shaking?" "Wrong, wrong! Try again!" "Why are you so stupid! Where are you poking?" Bai Qi's gruff voice was heard from a distance, and Mo Yan calmly walked over with the food. "Okay, we've been training all morning, let's eat something." As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qi's stomach started to growl. Glancing at the little girl's gaze, Bai Qi felt embarrassed and glared at her. "What are you looking at? Didn't you scream too?" Feng Fuyu subconsciously touched his stomach, and a gurgling sound was heard. The little fellow's face, which was already red from practicing swordplay, became even redder, and his ears also turned red. "Okay, eat if you're hungry." Bai Qi rubbed her head, his hands were not strong enough to make Feng Fuyun's hair messy. Feng Fuyun's messy hair made Mo Yan laugh and cry, so he fixed her hair himself. Seeing one big and one small go straight to get the food, I closed the lid with a snap! Mo Yan glared at the two of them: "Have you washed your hands?" Bai Qi and Feng Fuyun looked at each other, and under Mo Yan's coercion, they went to wash their hands. When he came back, food was already placed on the stone table, and his eyes lit up.
The two people, who had been starving for a long time, swallowed their saliva and picked up a piece of dessert impatiently. "Mmm, delicious!" Seeing Bai Qi wolfing down the food, Mo Yan's face darkened and he poured water for the two of them. "Slow down, no one is competing with you." Glancing at the little girl's rosy face and the sweat on her forehead, she took out a silk scarf from her arms and wiped it for her with concern. "Xiao Ayun, are you tired?" Feng Fuyun paused while biting the glutinous rice cake, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she glanced at Mo Yan with her watery, aggrieved eyes, then cautiously glanced at Bai Qi beside her. But she glared at him fiercely, and the warning in her eyes frightened Feng Fuyun's small body. He lowered his head slightly and stammered, "Not tired~" How could Mo Yan not see her little action? Seeing her pitiful little appearance, Mo Yan felt distressed. Staring at Bai Qi, he said angrily, "Bai Qi, don't use your military tactics. Don't you see how old he is?" Bai Qi poured himself a cup of tea and retorted nonchalantly when he heard this. "So what if she's young? It's not like there are people younger than her." "Besides, the master has ordered her to learn martial arts. How can a martial artist not suffer?" Mo Yan rolled his eyes at her and said, "You have to know the limits. Don't be so rude all the time." Bai Qi raised his eyebrows and snorted, "You can do it?" (End of this chapter)