The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 71 Never Overestimate Yourself (2)
Everyone has already entered the Shang's residence, so it's meaningless to care about minor details, Yijun nodded, "That's fine, order someone to prepare the meal." She only hoped that Shang Kun wouldn't hang around in front of her eyes all the time, and that she could eat a meal comfortably by herself and make up for it. I feel that it is better to plan in the long run in the future.

After the meal, Yijun lay down in the new nest and counted the broken flowers on the roof of the tent, and asked a few questions from the side during the meal just now, all the thirty or so people in the porch of the house will come to serve her in the future.Once you become a canary, do you still need to struggle in life? !

At the very least, she needs to take good care of her body. The eldest princess's mansion will not lack medicinal materials and good doctors. Coupled with daily hard work, her goal is to have a normal and healthy body.

Secondly, Yijun is right, for the bloodless fingernails, she must not give birth to a child for Shang Kun, but according to Shang Kun's performance in Tangquan that night, he is not interested in women for the time being.At best, I have no interest in it for the rest of my life.

Holding the ebony hairpin in her hand to play with, Yi Jun didn't realize that someone came into the room, so she took the hairpin away with one hand out of thin air.The man was already sitting on the edge of the bed, his body was covered with steam from the bath, his clothes were half open, revealing his snow-white underclothes, his collarbone was half covered.

The four eyes met, eyes wide open and small eyes wide open, trying to pretend to sleep but it was too late, Yi Jun sat up, took another hairpin from the pillow and tied up her hair.

There is no common language, and there is no topic to talk about when meeting, it is boring.

Shang Kun squinted, took off the jade hairpin from her head, continued to tie her hair with the ebony hairpin, and ordered the maid outside the curtain to change Yijun's clothes.

Dressed in a snow-colored and neat short jacket, it looks like he is preparing for martial arts practice. Yijun can only sigh at the high efficiency of the Dachang Princess' Mansion.Lying in the rich township, should she also sit and wait to die?
Shang Kun took her across the stone arch bridge over the stream in the courtyard. It's shameful to say that this was the first time Yijun walked across this bridge by himself. The previous few times he entered and exited the upper courtyard in Shang Kun's arms.She took a few steps to catch up with the person in front, the door of the West Wing next to the main house was wide open, bigger than the East Wing where Yi Jun lives now, almost the same size as Shang Kun's main room.

The hall is empty, only weapons racks are placed against the walls around, spears, broadswords, shining swords, meteor hammers and water fire sticks, all the weapons that Yijun recognizes and does not recognize are listed.On the wall facing the entrance of the hall hangs a black bear skin, with sharp teeth and fangs, hooves spread widely, and a pair of eyes retaining the last expression of their lives, condensed with anger and menacing.

Shang Kun looked back at Yijun and asked, "Why did you learn martial arts?"

Yijun turned his gaze away from the black bear, and replied solemnly: "I don't want to get sick and take medicine again."

Entering the martial arts hall, his aura seemed to have changed again, and his aura was ready to burst forth.

Shang Kun narrowed his eyes and stared at her, "Ah Yuan, don't regret it, you won't be allowed to retreat after entering this room."

Yijun murmured to himself, she has nothing to regret, since she wanted to practice martial arts, she was already prepared to endure hardships.She nodded, "I don't regret it, I don't want to be sick for the rest of my life, and bring down my brother and my mother's peace."

Shang Kun smiled, went to the weapons rack and swept them one by one, picked up an inconspicuous water and fire stick from the letter, pulled out a flower in the air, walked up to Yijun, "stretch out your hands, hold it and don't let it go!" Let's go back to the room after dinner."

Oh, Yijun obediently stretched out his hand to take it, counting secretly in his heart, counting to fifty, his arms were already sore, unable to hang down.The person with his back to her seemed to be aware of it. He turned his head and glanced at it, and she gritted her teeth and raised it up a little more.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, 350, 380, 85... Yijun couldn't even hold on to five hundred, his back and chest were drenched with sweat, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.The man was waiting for her to admit defeat, and there was nothing to be ashamed about losing, so she simply lowered her arms, "I'm sleepy, take a rest."

Shang Kun was very upset, approached her, and said in a deep voice, "Ah Yuan."

He didn't continue talking, his body was full of anger, and Yi Jun didn't look at his expression.She is now a pet in a cage, tossing and tossing according to other people's preferences, and being stubborn is just a good way to lose, maybe there will be no good results.

Shang Kun stared at A Yuan who twisted her neck stubbornly, and another voice flashed in his head: "Never overestimate yourself!" He rubbed the top of her head a little weakly, and said softly: "Practice for a while today, tomorrow morning Someone will teach you."

The attitude turned 180 degrees, but Yijun was not very happy in his heart, picked up the stick and was about to lift it again, but Shang Kun shouted towards the courtyard: "Who?"

Qu Silang entered the room slowly, with his head drooping, "The old man sent someone to send a message, asking Mr. Wang to come over. I heard that Miss Biao is ill."

Grabbing Yijun's arm to teach her the normal posture, Shang Kun slowly refused: "Just say that Ah Yuan is also sick, I can't walk away." His eyelashes drooped slightly, unable to discern the real emotion.

Qu Silang did not hesitate to carry out Langjun's order, and hurried out to answer.

He also lied sometimes, using Yijun as a cover, she cursed in her heart, the person in front of her raised her eyes to look at her, Yijun chose to avoid his eyes.

Her wet eyes like small forest beasts are not pure innocence, there are still things in them that Shang Kun can't see through.

Abandoning Yijun to entertain himself alone, Shang Kun closed his eyes on the solitary couch in the corner of the room.Because he didn't know whether he was really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping, Yijun didn't dare to be lazy. He was sweating profusely at the water and fire stick all afternoon, so he won't exercise too much tomorrow, right?
Until the evening, several people from the Duke's Mansion sent invitations, but Shang Kun refused with the same reason. In the end, Duke Ding came to the door in person, breaking the tranquility of the Lingfeng Courtyard.

(End of this chapter)