Jiang Huan is very strong and has an extraordinary bone structure. She should be a martial arts genius.
Moreover, when Jiang Huan drew lots for her full moon, she also drew a small sword.
When she was three or four years old, she developed a strong interest in martial arts, but unfortunately she was ruined by the black-hearted Xu Wei.
He is neither good at literature nor martial arts, and his reputation outside is hard to describe.
During this period of free time, Jiang Huan will let Liu Mo teach her how to practice boxing and sword.
The ancient times were really dangerous, not to mention there was a heroine who had not yet traveled through time but was preparing to do so, and was eyeing Dali's kingdom.
She is afraid of death.
Even with so many secret guards protecting her, Jiang Huan was still afraid.
She would feel at ease only if she had something on her.
Liu Mo had a smile on his face and walked into the hall with brisk steps.
"Your Highness, Xu Yi fainted after learning that Xu Min was imprisoned."
"Yeah." Jiang Huan responded indifferently, her expression calm without any change, she was completely immersed in practicing boxing.
What about Zhang Yi, Xu Yi, and Li Yi? No matter whether he is unconscious or dead, it is none of her business.
Liu Mo felt happy when he saw this.
It seems that His Highness has really let go of that crooked tree.
It is right to let go. What is there to like about a crooked tree that has no eyes or heart for His Highness but still clings to His Highness and only thinks about getting benefits?
There are many young men in the capital who are thousands or even hundreds of times better than Xu Yi.
When His Highness finishes practicing martial arts, she will give His Highness the portraits of young men from various families in the capital that she had asked her subordinates to collect in the past few days for His Highness to choose from.
There are so many handsome young men who are as delicate as flowers, as warm and clear as jade, and as tough and vigorous as green pines.
She just didn't believe that the prince would dislike any of them.
Those are much better than the crooked tree that Your Highness is blind to.
"Liu Mo, come and spar with me." Jiang Huan shouted loudly.
"Coming, Your Highness."
The two of them started to spar with each other quickly.
Liu Mo suppressed his strength and fought very carefully.
It will not hurt Jiang Huan, and can teach Jiang Huan well.
Jiang Huan is also making progress bit by bit.
When Liu Mo first sparred with his own prince, he felt a little regretful.
It’s a pity that Her Highness did not learn martial arts since childhood. If she had started learning since childhood, based on Her Highness’s talent, she would definitely be able to go a long way in martial arts.
It’s a little late to learn now.
However, Liu Mo secretly made up her mind that she would not hide her incompetence and would teach her own prince well.
The two practiced for a while, then rested for a while, and an hour and a half passed quietly.
I went to the bathroom to clean myself and change my clothes, then came out and sat on a chair and drank some tea.
Liu Shu came in and said, "Your Highness, more than an hour ago, the palace servants in the back came to report that after Mr. Xu San woke up, he kept crying and shouting for you to go see him."
Jiang Huan put down the teacup, pinched a piece of egg yolk pastry and took a bite, then waved her hand casually.
"Don't worry about him."
And he asked her to go see him. Haha, Pu Xinnan thought that he was the most unique person among her.
Liu Mo placed a thick stack of scrolls in front of Jiang Huan.
"Your Highness, these paintings are very good. You can take a look at them when you have time."
"What is this?" Jiang Huan asked puzzledly as she opened one of the paintings.
Suddenly I realized that this was actually a portrait of a handsome man.
"???"
Why did Liu Mo give her a bunch of portraits of handsome men? Was the Queen Mother going to choose a master for her? Let her take a look first to see if there was anyone she liked?
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