Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 64 The Martial Arts Advance by Rapids

The news that Concubine Ruan was pregnant quickly spread in Han Palace.

As the main concubine, Jian Yunling should take care of her and take care of trivial matters.But no matter how Aunt Lan tried to persuade her, she always put on a look of nothing to do with herself, reading in the room every day, and didn't even bother to listen to these things.

Fortunately, Yu Wenzheng was very concerned about Concubine Ruan's pregnancy. With his care and love, Jian Yunling also saved the effort of being picked on by others.

The days are just like this, and Jian Yunling's internal strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and now he can compete with ordinary warriors.

The swordsmanship she stole from Yu Wenzheng has also been mastered by her to perfection. Among other things, if someone attacks her, it is enough to use it for self-defense.

Seeing that winter is over, spring is slowly approaching.

The pear blossoms in Prince Han's Mansion are all in bloom, the spring breeze blows, and the pear blossoms are scattered all over the sky, stepping on the broken petals on the ground, the faint fragrance of flowers oozes out, dyeing the corners of the gauze skirt.

On a spring afternoon, Jian Yunling carried a long sword and practiced it under a pear tree.

She flipped her wrist, and the red hilt flipped with her.The cold light criss-crossed among the fallen pear blossoms, like elves dancing on the flowers, graceful and beautiful.

The footsteps swirled lightly, rising from the ground, and the figure hit the top of the highest tree like light, and the sword flowers were dazzling, stirring up a plump pear blossom, and it fell steadily.

Between stabs and picks, the pear blossom on the sword fell into her palm, the blade cut through the wind and nailed to the tree, leaving a deep mark.Stopping her movements, she stepped forward and drew out her long sword. She sniffed the pear blossoms in her hand, chuckled with satisfaction, and turned away.

When Jian Yunling walked away, Fu Dongyun pushed Yu Wenzheng out from the bushes in the distance. When they reached the pear tree, the two of them checked the sword mark together. Fu Dongyun couldn't close his mouth in shock, while Yu Wenzheng's eyes showed cruel coldness. .

"My lord, her sword skills..."

Yu Wenzheng said gloomyly: "Unexpectedly, she memorized all the moves after just reading it once."

Fu Dongyun worriedly reminded: "And her internal strength is cultivated so fast, if this continues, she is likely to surpass her subordinates and the prince."

Furious, Yu Wenzheng slapped the tree with his palm, and the pear blossoms of the tree fell like heavy snow in an instant.

"Starting today, she will report to me every move she makes!"

Fu Dongyun asked carefully: "What about those books?"

Yu Wenzheng clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Leave the book with her, it's useless to take it back now, she must have memorized all the ideas above."

"What does the prince plan to do in the future? If she is really from Grand Master Jian's side, will it be too dangerous to keep her?"

Yu Wenzheng pressed his fist to his lips, lowered his head, thought for a while, and said, "Whether she is on her father's side, I can't say for sure. You have been monitoring Jian's house for so long, have you ever found that she has a little bit of affection for the people in Jian's house?" Friendship?"

Fu Dongyun shook his head: "No."

Yu Wenzheng's gaze sank: "That's it. Before Jian Yunwu and Jian Yunqing fell into the water, as well as Jian Yunwu's disfigurement and Jian Yunqing's beating, she didn't show mercy. In my opinion, she may not be merciful. Old Jane watched me."

Fu Dongyun agreed slightly, but still didn't understand Yu Wenzheng's plan, so he asked again: "Then the prince wants to..."

"I'll stay with her tonight, and I'll take her to the martial arts field with me tomorrow morning. You should make preparations in advance. I want to see if she will continue to hide it or make a generous move." Yu Wenzheng narrowed his eyes dangerously , stroked the sword mark with a generous palm, and murmured: "No matter how capable you are, you can't escape from my palm!"

(End of this chapter)