"Commander Zou, it's alright, it's nothing serious."

Qin Jingtai then went behind Zou Heng and pushed him forward.

They arrived at the horse farm in no time.

"Master, my brother and I are about to practice our fist techniques."

"so what?"

Zou Heng didn't understand what business it of his that Qin Jingtai and Qin Jingmu were practicing their boxing.

"Therefore, we'll have to trouble Commander Zou to provide sparring."

"Someone, bring out the prepared sandbags!"

As soon as Qin Jingmu finished speaking, several eunuchs, two at a time, carried a bag of sand to Zou Heng.

"Second Prince, what are you doing?"

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and put it on Commander Zou!"

Upon hearing Qin Jingmu's words, the eunuchs quickly tied the sandbags they were holding to Zou Heng's body.

Soon after, sandbags were strapped to Zou Heng's legs, arms, and back.

And so Qin Jingtai and Qin Jingmu began punching the sandbag on Zou Heng's body.

Thus, Zou Heng, carrying the fruit he had brought from the palace road, with dozens of kilograms of sand strapped to his arms, legs, and back, was subjected to a barrage of punches and kicks from Qin Jingtai and Qin Jingmu under the sun.

For the entire day, Zou Heng accompanied Qin Jingmu and Qin Jingtai as they practiced boxing.

In the middle, Qin Jingtai and Qin Jingmu took turns practicing their boxing.

At lunchtime, while Qin Jingtai was hitting the sandbag, Qin Jingmu was eating his meal in front of Zou Heng.

While Qin Jingmu was playing, Qin Jingtai was eating his meal in front of Zou Heng.

It wasn't just about eating; it was also about constantly hovering in front of Zou Heng, saying every now and then, "Master, enjoy your food!"

After a while, she said, "Master, would you like to try some? It's delicious!"