Jiang Muyu and Tangtang came to the center of the courtyard and found a flat ground. She took a special whip and wrapped it around the spinning top, then held one end of the whip and swung it at the ground.

The gyroscope flew out and started spinning automatically on the ground. Jiang Muyu took the whip and whipped its bottom. Every time he whipped it, the gyroscope spun faster.

"Wow——" Tangtang danced excitedly, "I want to play too, I want to play too."

Jiang Muyu took the spinning top back and taught her how to play with it step by step.

Tangtang is small and has little strength, so he can't control the strength well. He has been playing for a long time but couldn't get the spinning top to spin once.

She was immediately frustrated, threw down the whip, sat on the ground, kicked her legs, and shouted: "I don't want to play anymore, it's not fun at all!"

Jiang Muyu squatted down, looked her straight in the eye, and asked, "Tangtang, are you going to give up?"

Tangtang pouted her lips and said angrily, "Tangtang can't do that!"

"If you don't know how to do it, you can learn it slowly. Mom didn't know how to do it either, but she practiced secretly for a long time. I believe that our Tangtang is so smart, she will definitely be able to learn it."

"Really?" Tangtang raised her big watery eyes and looked at her, her eyes filled with hope.

Jiang Muyu said: "Of course it's true. If Tangtang gives up, mother will look down on you."

Tangtang immediately stood up from the ground, patted the dust off her pants, and said, "I will definitely be able to learn it. I can't let my mother look down on me."

"Yeah." Jiang Muyu looked at her and smiled lovingly.

After practicing for a while, Tangtang still couldn't make the top spin and could only let it go, but it was still a big progress. A hint of joy appeared on her face.

Nan Xing walked in at this time, bowed to her, and said, "Greetings, Princess."

She didn't know much about the rules of the capital, so she followed the martial arts etiquette of bowing, and Jiang Muyu was in no hurry to correct her.

"Here I am." Jiang Muyu gave her a gentle smile.

"Um."

Jiang Muyu said to Tangtang, "Tangtang and Sister Yunyan, can you go to the garden to play? This place should be left for Sister Nanxing to practice martial arts."

Tangtang looked up and asked in confusion: "Why does Sister Nanxing want to practice martial arts?"

Nan Xing said: "Because I have mastered martial arts, I can stay with Tangtang."

"Oh-then sister Nanxing must work hard, so that Tangtang can see you every day in the future!"

"Um."

Tangtang picked up the spinning top and prepared to go to the garden with Yunyan. After walking a few steps, she turned around and encouraged her with a fist: "Try hard!"

Nan Xing couldn't help laughing at her cute look. He smiled faintly and nodded seriously, "I will."

Only then did Tangtang leave with peace of mind.

Jiang Muyu went into the inner room. Xu Lang had already put on an outer robe and a cloak for Liang Qingchen. Then he called a guard over and together with Xu Lang helped Liang Qingchen onto the wooden wheelchair.

Jiang Muyu brought another thin blanket and covered his legs, saying, "Be careful not to catch a cold."

Liang Qingchen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile."

This is the wooden wheelchair that the emperor specially gave to him after learning from Doctor Wu Yu that he now has difficulty moving. I heard that the emperor broke his leg a few years ago and it was carefully made by the craftsmen in the palace. After the emperor's leg healed, it has been left idle in the palace storehouse. This time it finally came in handy.

Xu Lang pushed Liang Qingchen out of the house, and Jiang Muyu followed.

It’s not that she didn’t want to push it, but she tried and found that she had to use all her strength to get it to move just a little bit…

Ancient wooden wheelchairs are not as light as modern wheelchairs. You need some skill and strength to push them.

Nanxing was already standing upright in the yard, waiting.

Liang Qingchen said, "You are only seven years old. I will not deliberately make things difficult for you. As long as you can survive three moves under Yunshan's hands, I will agree to let you stay."

Nanxing nodded, "I understand."

Yunshan walked up to her, bowed to her, and said, "Little girl, I will try to be gentle."

Nan Xing snorted coldly, "Just try your best."

"Oh, you have guts." Yunshan said, and then he started to move.

Nanxing was also prepared to deal with it.

Yunshan flashed over and slapped her hard. Nanxing crossed her hands and raised them above her head to barely catch her palm. Yunshan frowned, transferred her internal force to her palms, and slowly applied pressure downwards. Nanxing felt a pain in her wrist, and her legs bent lower and lower, and she almost couldn't resist.

Only then did Jiang Muyu realize that Yunshan seemed to have been hiding his true abilities all along.

"Not bad." Yunshan smiled.

Nanxing gritted her teeth, exerted force on her arms, and forcibly pushed Yunshan's hand away. Then her legs went limp and she knelt on one knee on the ground.

Yunshan was shocked and took a step back, but she only paused for a moment before attacking Nanxing again. Before Nanxing could stand up, she was knocked away by her palm and fell several feet away.

Jiang Muyu's heart tightened as he watched the thin child hit the tree trunk heavily, and then fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, motionless.

She subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to help him, but Liang Qingchen grabbed her wrist and said, "If she can't even withstand these three moves, there is no need for her to stay in the palace. She will just be a burden."

Jiang Muyu bit her lower lip, and had to step back, asking in a low voice, "Is she okay?"

Liang Qingchen patted the back of her hand soothingly, "Don't worry, Yunshan has controlled the strength. He won't be killed. He will just need seven or eight days to recuperate."

Jiang Muyu: “…”

Over there, Nan Xing felt as if all the bones in her body were dislocated and she had no strength at all. At this moment, many images flashed through her mind.

The sky was gloomy. The cold iron cavalry broke through the last line of defense inside the palace wall and trampled on the flag of Yao Kingdom. The fire was blinding in front of her eyes and screams were ringing in her ears. Her mother sent her into the secret passage and cried for her not to look back. She was led by her friend to escape along the secret passage, but found that the rebels had blocked the entrance to the secret passage, so they hurriedly retreated.

There were wolves in front and tigers and leopards behind. At the critical moment, her friend suddenly knocked her unconscious. When she closed her eyes, she only saw the other person's lips moving. She said, "Princess, live well."

"Nanxing!" She called the other person's name, but the figure gradually became blurred.

"Nanxing."

She moved her fingers, and pain spread throughout her limbs. Her consciousness gradually returned. After a long while, she finally stood up tremblingly.

Jiang Muyu was overjoyed and asked, "Are you okay?"

Nan Xing wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said calmly, "I'm fine."

Then she looked at the man in the wheelchair, "Three moves, it's over."

Liang Qingchen raised a faint smile and said, "He's a good candidate."

He nodded towards Yunshan and said, "Take her down to deal with her and bring her back tomorrow."

"yes."

Yunshan walked over and reached out to support Nanxing, but she pushed him away.

"I can walk by myself."

"Okay." Yunshan didn't help her anymore, but followed her out of Qingyu Courtyard step by step.

Jiang Muyu watched from behind and sighed, "What a stubborn child."

Liang Qingchen said: "This child's heart is already filled with hatred. I'm afraid he will grow up to be a big devil. I don't know if my decision today is correct."

"Don't worry, even if she grows up to be a demon, she will be a demon with principles."

"How do you know?" Liang Qingchen looked at her doubtfully.

Jiang Muyu smiled mysteriously, "I'm always very accurate in judging people."

"I am skeptical about this."

"Tsk-then just wait and see."

Jiang Muyu walked into the house, and Xu Lang also pushed Liang Qingchen into the house.

"Why don't you just go to bed?"

Liang Qingchen refused, "My bones are almost falling apart."

"But isn't this not conducive to wound healing?"

"You can rest assured about this. I am a martial artist, and my injuries will always heal faster than ordinary people."

Jiang Muyu looked him up and down and said, "I am skeptical about this."

Liang Qingchen: “…”