"Dad, come on, Ningbao will practice with you."

Zhou Chengxing felt embarrassed to have been kicked down by his own little daughter, but seeing her ready to spar with him, he shook his head repeatedly.

"Ningbao, come on, Daddy will carry you back to sleep. We're going to Yunlu City tomorrow, so go to bed early tonight."

The little girl had just been washed clean by his wife, so he dared not spar with her, otherwise he would definitely be punished by his wife later.

However, through that kick just now, he deeply felt Ning Bao's strength.

It seems his youngest daughter has inherited the strength of the Zhou family, but since she is still young and hasn't had any training in this area, she can't control her strength at all.

Zhou Chengxing had a sudden inspiration, and an idea immediately formed in his mind.

"Ningbao, do you like practicing kung fu?"

Ning Bao nodded.

"I like it; practicing kung fu is simpler than writing."

"How about Dad finds you a kung fu master?"

Ning Bao looked at Zhou Chengxing with a puzzled expression.

"But Ningbao has a mentor, right?"

Zhou Chengxing frowned. As far as he knew, Ning Bao's master was just a showy old rascal.

However, the Taoist priest Sanqing was Ningbao's savior and also the savior of their entire family. He had also carefully raised Ningbao until he was over three years old. In any case, he was always an honored guest of the Zhou family.

Seeing that his youngest daughter was somewhat reluctant to find another master, Zhou Chengxing quickly changed his tune.

"Then how about we find a teacher who can teach kung fu instead of a master?"

Ningbao looked at her father, puzzled.

"Did the Master also teach martial arts?"

Zhou Chengxing nodded.

"Yes, I have!"

"Alright then, Ningbao wants to practice kung fu, not write."

"Okay, let's not write anything."

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The father and daughter returned to the bedroom after chatting happily, where Su Jingshu had already made the bed.

Su Jingshu had already helped Ning Bao change into her nightgown while she was washing up.

Ningbao sleeps well; she started snoring softly not long after lying down on the bed.

Zhou Chengxing and Su Jingshu, who were lying next to her, had their eyes wide open and were not sleepy at all.

Su Jingshu looked at Ning Bao's sleeping face, tears welling in her eyes.

"Husband, it feels like a dream. Ningbao is so big now, and this is the first time we've ever held her while she sleeps. It feels so unreal."

Zhou Chengxing reached out and gently patted Su Jingshu's back over Ning Bao to comfort her.

"Shu'er, let's not think about the past. Ningbao is back now. We should take good care of ourselves and accompany her as she grows up, so that we can be her support in the future."

Su Jingshu nodded slightly.

"Yes, my husband, don't worry, I'll be fine."

"I want to be there for Ningbao as she grows up, and I want to watch her get married and have children."

Zhou Chengxing slightly raised his eyes.

"By the way, honey, I'd like to find a few people to keep around Ningbao."

"Looking for someone?" Su Jingshu was taken aback.

"Who are you looking for? A maid or servant?"

Zhou Chengxing paused slightly.

I guess so.

I haven't even sent out the memorial requesting Ning Bao to be granted an official title yet, but as soon as the memorial arrives in the capital, everyone will know that our Zhenbei Prince's most favored little princess has been found.

At the same time, they will also know that Ningbao is our weakness.

Su Jingshu sat up abruptly in bed.

"Husband, are you saying they'll harm Ningbao?"