Song Qingfeng really did what he said. If he said it would be early in the morning, it would really be early in the morning.

Before dawn, Song Qingxue was forced to get out of bed because Liu Huan and Pin'er were bothering her in turn.

"Miss, hurry up and get up and change your clothes. The young master is waiting outside!"

"I know, I know." Song Qingxue opened her eyes dazedly. Before she could react, Liu Huan and Pin'er put the training clothes on her.

She was very puzzled. These two girls were obviously not so unruly when they were in the prince's mansion. Why did they become completely different when they returned to the general's mansion?

After sitting down and relaxing for a while, she turned her head to look at the two girls.

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say anything.

She thought that these two people were probably instructed by Song Qingfeng to act so presumptuously.

Forget it, forget it. He took over someone else's sister's body, and no one blamed her. She should really repay him with some practical actions.

Although Song Qingfeng didn't mention a word about his sadness, she could see that he was sad deep down about his sister's departure.

Just for some reason, he wasn't allowed to be sad about it.

For example, for a father who knows nothing.

General Song has spent half his life in military service, and has personally seen off countless relatives and soldiers. If he knew that his most beloved daughter was also gone, he wondered if he could bear the blow.

Although the original owner died early in the novel, he at least died after his father.

But when I think about the original plot, it’s quite sad.

General Song fully supported Xiahou Chongyuan because of his daughter, but in the end, because his daughter was as stupid as a pig, she was taken advantage of and killed.

After getting up and washing up simply, Song Qingxue walked out of the room.

Just as Liu Huan said, Song Qingfeng had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Brother." She called softly, causing Song Qingfeng to turn around.

"I thought you couldn't get up."

"How is this possible!" She was not a person who was used to sleeping in. The reason she had trouble getting up this morning was simply because she slept too late last night!

Although Song Qingfeng urged her to go to bed, after lying down, she found that it was really difficult to fall asleep.

When no one talked to her, she couldn't help but think about what happened in the palace.

She always felt that Mo Weixin's death was strange. She was sure that it was Mo Weixin who stabbed her chest with her hand, so brave that she seemed not afraid of death at all.

So weird!

But Mo Weixin really died in front of her eyes. Even though she had a lot of doubts in her heart, she had no evidence to support her claim.

She didn't believe that Mo Weixin would be willing to sacrifice her life just to get Xiahou Chongyuan to distrust her.

Although Mo Weixin is not extremely smart, she is definitely not that stupid.

Too many doubts and Xiahou Chongyuan's complete distrust of her made her stay awake almost until four o'clock in the morning, and she only fell asleep reluctantly because she could not resist the sleepiness.

"Yes, yes, now that you're up, come with me." Although it's not yet dawn, this doesn't affect Song Qingfeng's good eyesight.

Of course, he saw the dark circles under Song Qingxue's eyes clearly, knowing that she must not have slept well last night, but he did not ask her what she was thinking about last night.

It's just those trivial things in the palace. He knows them even without asking.

But it is indeed a bit troublesome to resolve this matter.

After all, the one who died was Princess Changle, the apple of Marquis Anding's eye!

Song Qingfeng didn't think too deeply about it. After adjusting his mood, he led Song Qingxue to the training ground.

At this time, the soldiers had been training in the training ground for a long time. Song Qingxue stared at the soldiers who were training seriously, and couldn't help sighing in her heart, what a spectacular sight!

Watching these soldiers training is actually a very pleasing thing to the eye.

Not only are their movements uniform, but each one is also very clean and neat, and it can be seen that their skills are very solid.

The speed and ferocity of his attacks were beyond the reach of a layman like her.

Song Qingfeng did not let her go for rough training with a group of soldiers, but took her to an open field to teach her individually.

After all, she is the daughter of the Song family. If she wants to learn martial arts, she will naturally be taught the Song family's door-blocking gun technique.

However, to learn any martial arts, you must first practice the basic skills.

Song Qingfeng was circling around her with a thin bamboo stick in his hand, which made her feel uneasy.

Practicing martial arts is against the will of heaven, and doing horse stance requires extremely strong willpower!

"Stop shaking your legs!" Song Qingfeng suddenly tapped her calf with a bamboo stick, his tone very stern.

Song Qingxue never expected that Song Qingfeng, who looked gentle, could be so ruthless on the training ground!

She would be whipped if she made any irregular movements, or if she looked around. Although he did not hit her hard, it was still painful because she was hit so many times.

Song Qingxue felt so miserable that she could not even cry. In one morning, she had the thought of giving up a thousand times.

When Song Qingfeng finally let her rest, she just lay down on the spot.

Song Qingfeng squatted down with amusement, poked her lightly with the bamboo stick, "You can't do it just this morning?"

Song Qingxue looked at him with a tired look on her face, "Practicing martial arts is to go against the will of heaven..."

"Haha." Song Qingfeng laughed out loud after hearing this. "How come you are worse than my little sister?"

"Your little sister has practiced with you since she was a child, but this is my first time in my life!" Although this body does have a certain foundation, due to the laziness of the original owner and her lack of training, and the fact that she herself had never thought about exercising before, it is normal that her physical strength cannot keep up after two hours of horse stance.

I have to say, Song Qingfeng is really cruel enough to do this!

Seeing that she was speaking with such gritting teeth, Song Qingfeng smiled to himself and said softly, "Then you take a rest first, and I will teach you a few simple moves later."

After saying that, he pulled Song Qingxue up and poured her a glass of water.

After drinking the water and resting for about ten minutes, Song Qingxue saw him walking towards her with two spears.

He handed one to her, and then Song Qingfeng demonstrated it to himself.

"This move is the simplest among our Song family's spear techniques. You will learn this first today."

"oh."

Presumably because the original owner had already learned this spear technique, Song Qingxue had already memorized most of the moves after only watching it once.

He held the gun and demonstrated the movements he remembered, and when he looked at Song Qingfeng again, he unexpectedly received a thumbs-up of appreciation.

"You are extremely talented." Song Qingfeng said with a smile: "Although your movements are not standard and your strength is a bit weak, you can learn to this level after just watching it once. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are gifted."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingxue raised her chin proudly and said, "Of course, I am a genius!"

"Your tail is so high when I praise you, don't be so anxious that you cry when you practice later." Song Qingfeng smiled and stuck the spear into the ground, "Okay, hold the spear."

For the next half day, Song Qingxue deeply felt what he said, "Don't cry."

It turns out that doing the horse stance is not the most painful thing, letting Song Qingfeng master the movements is the most painful thing!

Not only did he practice a few moves over and over for a long time, but when he was training against Song Qingfeng, he was always hit by his gun and then thrown to the ground!

She swore that in her twenty-plus years of life, she had never fallen as many times as she had today.

The sun slowly rose to its highest point, and Song Qingxue finally ended the inhuman torture of the day.

Song Qingfeng put away his gun, looked down at her lying on the ground and said, "You are indeed talented. I used to have my father train me for half a month just for this one move."

After just half a day of training, Song Qingxue felt as if her whole body was about to fall apart. She had no idea what would happen after training for half a month.

Song Qingxue let out a soft "hiss", raised a smile and looked at Song Qingfeng, saying: "Then brother, since I am so talented, can I rest tomorrow?"

Song Qingfeng smiled at her at first, then his expression immediately turned serious, "No."

"Why!" She is so talented, and she is not allowed to take a day off? !

"You have to persist in practicing martial arts every day. You can't just give up after three days of hard work."

"Okay." Song Qingxue looked depressed, but couldn't refute.

Genius is one percent talent and ninety-nine percent perspiration, the great scientist is absolutely right!