Feng Ji glanced at Fu Junheng. Others might think he didn't care, but he knew that his eyes were on Mu Chenshuang.

"Is the Crown Princess exactly what Crown Prince Junheng finds attractive? Why is she staring at others like that?" Feng Ji teased in a low voice.

Fu Junheng gave him a cold stare before indifferently looking away.

"Just do your job!"

However, their whispers, especially when overheard by others and fueled by rumors, seemed even more like an ambiguous relationship.

This broke the hearts of many noble ladies.

Feng Ji suddenly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Father, I think that since it is a friendly spar, we should use different techniques. If the two of us use our internal energy, it would be bad if someone gets hurt."

Feng Guche agreed, but still asked Jing Sha for her opinion.

"Indeed, if we use internal force, we might accidentally hurt each other, so we should compete in techniques."

Then Mu Chenshuang and Mortyhua went to the round platform and stood facing each other with wooden swords.

The crowd stood on the steps, watching intently.

It's hard to conclude who won.

But Xiao Qingyu and Song Liu were even more nervous. She had just eaten the dragon beard soup, so why hadn't she reacted yet? Was it because she hadn't eaten enough and the time hadn't come yet?

On the viewing platform.

After the two exchanged greetings...

Morty Hua gripped the wooden sword hilt tightly, her aura instantly becoming more imposing. "Crown Princess, please."

"Since I am the host, I should let Guard Mo make the first move."

Morty's eyes narrowed, but she did not refuse. "In that case, I'll have to offend you."

The words were spoken.

Then she was seen attacking Mu Chenshuang with her wooden sword at an extremely fast speed. Even without internal energy, her moves were extremely powerful, fast, and domineering.

Mu Chenshuang defended, easily countering the attacks with her soft and gentle approach.

They are evenly matched.

Morty Flower was unable to break through, and was even nearly kicked away, forced to retreat a few steps.

This scene is enough to make one gasp.

Some people had already pinched her palms until they bled, but why did she not react at all? Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but look in Mu Yazhi's direction, and Mu Yazhi's expression was not much better.

After several rounds.

Morty Flower occasionally gained the upper hand, and Mu Chenshuang's moves were completely unpredictable to her, which made her increasingly angry. She absolutely could not lose here.

With the final strike, Morty Flower subtly channeled her inner energy into the sword.

But before she could even make a move, the tip of the wooden sword in Mu Chenshuang's hand was about to touch her throat.

In a moment of panic, Morty knocked the sword out of Mu Chenshuang's hand.

Because of the use of internal force, Mu Chenshuang was unable to withstand the force, and her sword flew backward.

Mu Chenshuang tiptoed around and reached out to retrieve the sword that had been knocked away, but as soon as she turned around, Mortihua suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Mu Chenshuang felt a pang of panic, and a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. This Morty Flower was a treacherous villain.

He kicked him away.

They took the sword back.

As Morty Flower regained her footing and prepared to retaliate, the tip of the wooden sword was already quietly pressed against her throat, causing her expression to change drastically.

"Guard Mo, we agreed not to use internal energy. You've broken the rules." Mu Chenshuang's voice was cold, chilling to the bone, and instilled fear in people.

Even though her hand holding the sword was trembling slightly and her face was pale, her aura was so strong that it could not be ignored.

Morty's eyes, filled with a sinister light, clearly showed her resentment, yet she was also helpless.

"What a wonderful exchange of skills."

Mu Chenshuang won, and Feng Guche was naturally happy.

"Yes, it was truly wonderful," Consort Rong said happily, but she was also filled with resentment in her heart. She was not the only one who felt this way.

The civil and military officials couldn't help but admire Mu Chen Shuang, praising her loudly, "As expected of Princess Weiyang, her martial arts are truly superb!"

"With a capable princess like the Crown Princess, she will surely be able to assist the Crown Prince well in the future."

"..."

These words of praise reached Xiao Qingyu's ears. Looking at Feng Xilan's gaze, she saw that from the beginning, his eyes had not left Mu Chenshuang for a moment, and a sense of crisis arose in her heart.

The silk scarf she was clutching tightly had torn at some point, and her fingers were even marked with red welts.

He thought to himself with a ruthless rage: "Mu Chenshuang, the more smug you are now, the more miserable you will be soon."

Consort Rong's gaze fell silently on her. Xiao Qingyu came to her senses, and the two exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly. Then, Consort Rong's personal maid quietly left.

But they didn't know that someone was watching their little actions.

Jing Sha flattered, "The Crown Princess is indeed skilled in martial arts. It is truly a blessing for His Majesty the Emperor to have such a female general."

Even if they were unhappy, they could only give up. They had truly underestimated Mu Chenshuang.

Mu Chenshuang and Motihua put down their swords and walked up to Feng Guche.

Morty bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Princess's swordsmanship is superb, and she even defeated me while pregnant. I am completely convinced of my defeat."

These words shocked everyone. They looked at Motihua in confusion. Hadn't Mu Chenshuang already denied being pregnant? Why was she suddenly saying this?

Upon hearing this, Mu Chenshuang's eyes darkened slightly.

“Tihua, you shouldn’t say such things carelessly. The Crown Princess just said that she is not pregnant,” Jingsha said.

Morty replied, "I just accidentally felt the Crown Princess's pulse and confirmed that she is pregnant."