On the wedding night, I was read by the cold prince
Chapter 149 A fulfilling day
Chapter 149 A Full Day
"Play dead."
"Wrong." Lin Mo'an's voice came steadily from the top of his head, he is now completely like a meticulous teacher: "The assassin is not a fool, he can judge whether you are alive or not based on your heartbeat."
Qiao Lege smiled happily: "It was just a small joke. If I was really held hostage, I would definitely wait for the prince or others to rescue me."
"You'd better give up the idea."
When speaking, Lin Mo'an's voice became extremely cold. "I grew up in the palace since I was a child, and I have seen too many seemingly loyal servants betrayed on the spot, and I have also seen secret agents who have been lying in wait for many years to assassinate their masters.
Taking ten thousand steps back, if someone pretends to be me, can you react immediately and deal with it?Over the years, I have learned a truth.
Don't pin all your hopes on others. In many cases, all you can rely on is yourself. "
Qiao Lege was taken aback.
It has to be said that she has been protected so well during this time that she has completely forgotten that this is a place where the protagonist almost gets a lunch box.
"My lord, what should I do?"
Lin Mo'an let go of her, and handed over the wooden sword in his hand: "Come attack me, let's see your strength and agility first."
Qiao Lege tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword, and she said hesitantly, "My lord, I have been strong since I was a child, and I can forcefully break an onion."
"none"
Before he could say the word "wrong", the wooden sword had already attacked, and its target was the most important part of the man.
The corners of Lin Mo'an's lips hooked slightly, he turned sideways to avoid it, and lifted his right leg up.
Before Qiao Lege could react, the wooden sword was thrown out of her hand, and because of the strong force, she herself lost her center of gravity, staggered and took several steps back.
"Speaking to divert the enemy's attention before attacking the vital point is a good method.
It's a pity that you are too slow, and your strength is strong but not precise enough, which will put yourself in danger instead. "
When Lin Mo'an got serious, he was always merciless, hitting the nail on the head and hitting the painful spot directly.
This is very effective, but Qiao Lege's little heart can't stand it.
She ran over to pick up the wooden sword that had flown to the door, and squeezed it tightly.
"I'm going to be great."
Lin Mo'an shook his head: "It's too late. I originally wanted to teach you a few tricks, but your foundation is too weak, and it won't be effective in a short time."
【. Can you be a little more tactful. 】
"Come here." Lin Mo'an waved to Qiao Lege.
She was puzzled but still walked over obediently.
He was caught again before he could react, and the wooden sword was still controlled by Lin Mo'an, pressing it against his neck.
"This time I will teach you two quick and useful methods."
Lin Moan's tone was deep and serious.
He unconsciously relaxed his grip, let go of the palm holding Qiao Lesing's wrist, and instead held her fingertips, guiding her to grope upwards, and stopped at the tiger's mouth of his right hand holding her neck with the sword.
"Assassins usually use a sharp blade like a dagger against the neck."
You can cling hard to his right arm, which can lengthen the distance between the blade and the skin.
The most important thing is that human knuckle joints are the most fragile, if they are pulled hard.
"You try it."
Qiao Lege did it honestly, when he pressed his fingers hard
With a bang, the wooden sword in Lin Mo'an's hand fell to the ground.
"That's it." His voice softened quite a bit, but his breathing became a little heavier, probably because it really hurt just now.
He didn't pick up the fallen wooden sword again, he stretched out his hand to hold Qiao Lege's five fingers, and walked downstream with it a little bit.
"There is a numb tendon three inches below the ribs of a person. A hard blow can make half of the body numb and weak."
"Here it is." You try to hit hard with your elbow.
After Lin Mo'an finished speaking, he let go of his hand,
Qiao Lege tried, but because his body was shackled and his strength made it inaccurate, he failed to hit the correct position after several attempts.
In other words, Lin Mo'an's body is much stronger than expected!Her elbows were numb, and this person seemed to be fine.
Seeing her wandering again, Lin Mo'an urged: "Don't stop, keep going."
Qiao Lege took a deep breath, and continued to poke that position with his elbow.
"Go down a little bit, the left...is still not right." After a long time, Qiao Lege was either in the wrong position or lacked strength.
"If that happens, you will only have one chance to fight back, and if you fail, you will die."
Qiao Lege's face was reddened by the words: "I can't find the location."
Lin Mo'an, who was behind her, was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, and tapped three inches below her chest with his white and slender body, and said, "Here."
"!!!"
After finishing speaking, he realized what he had done belatedly, coughed and pretended nothing had happened: "I'll remember it now."
Qiao Lege remembered it, but he had another thing in his mind.
This every night is euphemistically called getting familiar with the body, and it seems to be more innocent than imagined.
Isn't this the rhythm of the serfs who want to stand up and sing!
Lin Mo'an, who had heard her heartfelt voice, had waves flashing in his eyes, which were immediately covered by his thick eyelashes.
"If you still fail this time, you don't have to eat dinner."
With guidance, coupled with so many previous failures and the crisis of having nothing to eat, Qiao Lege used the greatest strength in his life to slam into Lin Mo'an's ribs.
Now the location is right.
Lin Mo'an snorted and took a step back.
"You're pretty talented."
It was rare to see Lin Mo'an deflated, Qiao Lege raised his jaw slightly, his eyes and eyebrows were full of pride.
Rounding it up, he can be regarded as winning this person.
Qiao Lege has never pretended to be in front of trusted people, all her current expressions are completely written on her face.
It was rare to see her so happy, but Lin Mo'an didn't say much, and let this person have fun for a while.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Mo'an narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and a voice like mountains and flowing water slowly sounded: "Have you had enough fun?"
"enough."
With this affirmation, Lin Mo'an smiled more and more gently: "Since we've had enough fun, let's continue."
"Ah! No!"
Lin Mo'an turned his face away and stopped meeting her eyes: "Resistance is futile."
Qiao Lege spent a particularly fulfilling day like this,
He did not fail to practice martial arts and settle accounts.
Night came,
Lin Mo'an, who had just taken off his coat, turned around and found that the man was lying on the bed and fell asleep.
If I remember correctly, she seemed to have just gone to bed.
He walked over helplessly: "Take off your shoes and socks before going to bed."
The woman lying on the bed groaned, muttered something in her mouth, wrapped herself in the quilt and twisted, and then fell silent.
With a nasal voice, it seems to be acting like a baby, but also a little confused.
Just post a chapter, today's update is over.
(End of this chapter)
"Play dead."
"Wrong." Lin Mo'an's voice came steadily from the top of his head, he is now completely like a meticulous teacher: "The assassin is not a fool, he can judge whether you are alive or not based on your heartbeat."
Qiao Lege smiled happily: "It was just a small joke. If I was really held hostage, I would definitely wait for the prince or others to rescue me."
"You'd better give up the idea."
When speaking, Lin Mo'an's voice became extremely cold. "I grew up in the palace since I was a child, and I have seen too many seemingly loyal servants betrayed on the spot, and I have also seen secret agents who have been lying in wait for many years to assassinate their masters.
Taking ten thousand steps back, if someone pretends to be me, can you react immediately and deal with it?Over the years, I have learned a truth.
Don't pin all your hopes on others. In many cases, all you can rely on is yourself. "
Qiao Lege was taken aback.
It has to be said that she has been protected so well during this time that she has completely forgotten that this is a place where the protagonist almost gets a lunch box.
"My lord, what should I do?"
Lin Mo'an let go of her, and handed over the wooden sword in his hand: "Come attack me, let's see your strength and agility first."
Qiao Lege tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword, and she said hesitantly, "My lord, I have been strong since I was a child, and I can forcefully break an onion."
"none"
Before he could say the word "wrong", the wooden sword had already attacked, and its target was the most important part of the man.
The corners of Lin Mo'an's lips hooked slightly, he turned sideways to avoid it, and lifted his right leg up.
Before Qiao Lege could react, the wooden sword was thrown out of her hand, and because of the strong force, she herself lost her center of gravity, staggered and took several steps back.
"Speaking to divert the enemy's attention before attacking the vital point is a good method.
It's a pity that you are too slow, and your strength is strong but not precise enough, which will put yourself in danger instead. "
When Lin Mo'an got serious, he was always merciless, hitting the nail on the head and hitting the painful spot directly.
This is very effective, but Qiao Lege's little heart can't stand it.
She ran over to pick up the wooden sword that had flown to the door, and squeezed it tightly.
"I'm going to be great."
Lin Mo'an shook his head: "It's too late. I originally wanted to teach you a few tricks, but your foundation is too weak, and it won't be effective in a short time."
【. Can you be a little more tactful. 】
"Come here." Lin Mo'an waved to Qiao Lege.
She was puzzled but still walked over obediently.
He was caught again before he could react, and the wooden sword was still controlled by Lin Mo'an, pressing it against his neck.
"This time I will teach you two quick and useful methods."
Lin Moan's tone was deep and serious.
He unconsciously relaxed his grip, let go of the palm holding Qiao Lesing's wrist, and instead held her fingertips, guiding her to grope upwards, and stopped at the tiger's mouth of his right hand holding her neck with the sword.
"Assassins usually use a sharp blade like a dagger against the neck."
You can cling hard to his right arm, which can lengthen the distance between the blade and the skin.
The most important thing is that human knuckle joints are the most fragile, if they are pulled hard.
"You try it."
Qiao Lege did it honestly, when he pressed his fingers hard
With a bang, the wooden sword in Lin Mo'an's hand fell to the ground.
"That's it." His voice softened quite a bit, but his breathing became a little heavier, probably because it really hurt just now.
He didn't pick up the fallen wooden sword again, he stretched out his hand to hold Qiao Lege's five fingers, and walked downstream with it a little bit.
"There is a numb tendon three inches below the ribs of a person. A hard blow can make half of the body numb and weak."
"Here it is." You try to hit hard with your elbow.
After Lin Mo'an finished speaking, he let go of his hand,
Qiao Lege tried, but because his body was shackled and his strength made it inaccurate, he failed to hit the correct position after several attempts.
In other words, Lin Mo'an's body is much stronger than expected!Her elbows were numb, and this person seemed to be fine.
Seeing her wandering again, Lin Mo'an urged: "Don't stop, keep going."
Qiao Lege took a deep breath, and continued to poke that position with his elbow.
"Go down a little bit, the left...is still not right." After a long time, Qiao Lege was either in the wrong position or lacked strength.
"If that happens, you will only have one chance to fight back, and if you fail, you will die."
Qiao Lege's face was reddened by the words: "I can't find the location."
Lin Mo'an, who was behind her, was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, and tapped three inches below her chest with his white and slender body, and said, "Here."
"!!!"
After finishing speaking, he realized what he had done belatedly, coughed and pretended nothing had happened: "I'll remember it now."
Qiao Lege remembered it, but he had another thing in his mind.
This every night is euphemistically called getting familiar with the body, and it seems to be more innocent than imagined.
Isn't this the rhythm of the serfs who want to stand up and sing!
Lin Mo'an, who had heard her heartfelt voice, had waves flashing in his eyes, which were immediately covered by his thick eyelashes.
"If you still fail this time, you don't have to eat dinner."
With guidance, coupled with so many previous failures and the crisis of having nothing to eat, Qiao Lege used the greatest strength in his life to slam into Lin Mo'an's ribs.
Now the location is right.
Lin Mo'an snorted and took a step back.
"You're pretty talented."
It was rare to see Lin Mo'an deflated, Qiao Lege raised his jaw slightly, his eyes and eyebrows were full of pride.
Rounding it up, he can be regarded as winning this person.
Qiao Lege has never pretended to be in front of trusted people, all her current expressions are completely written on her face.
It was rare to see her so happy, but Lin Mo'an didn't say much, and let this person have fun for a while.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Mo'an narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and a voice like mountains and flowing water slowly sounded: "Have you had enough fun?"
"enough."
With this affirmation, Lin Mo'an smiled more and more gently: "Since we've had enough fun, let's continue."
"Ah! No!"
Lin Mo'an turned his face away and stopped meeting her eyes: "Resistance is futile."
Qiao Lege spent a particularly fulfilling day like this,
He did not fail to practice martial arts and settle accounts.
Night came,
Lin Mo'an, who had just taken off his coat, turned around and found that the man was lying on the bed and fell asleep.
If I remember correctly, she seemed to have just gone to bed.
He walked over helplessly: "Take off your shoes and socks before going to bed."
The woman lying on the bed groaned, muttered something in her mouth, wrapped herself in the quilt and twisted, and then fell silent.
With a nasal voice, it seems to be acting like a baby, but also a little confused.
Just post a chapter, today's update is over.
(End of this chapter)
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