Chapter 100: Defeat the scheming boy and tease the sultry general (10)
Everyone looked over and saw a military advisor in a light blue shirt walking towards them, with a folding fan on his waist and a smile on his lips. He looked gentle and elegant, but when his eyes met Li Ziyan, he paused and quickly returned to normal.
"The prince is here, and I pay my respects to him."
"Please stand up, Military Advisor Wen. No need to be so polite." Li Ziyan smiled and wanted to reach out his hand to help the other person up, but he was a step too slow. The other person had already stood up by himself.
But Li Ziyan didn't care. He looked at Chu Heng beside him and said, "Ahem, Huan Zhi, would you like to take me in for a look?"
"Of course," Chu Heng nodded, glancing at Rong En behind him. "Deputy General Rong, you and Military Advisor Wen should go prepare the afternoon meal together, arrange the carriage, and then you can go on your own."
"Yes, General."
"General, this is the first time the prince has come to the military camp. You have important matters to attend to. Why don't you let me show the prince around?"
Chu Heng shook his head and frowned slightly. "The most important thing for me today is to accompany the prince. Okay, Military Advisor Wen, you can go down."
"……yes."
Wen Zhu bent his body and looked at the backs of the two people walking away, his eyes became complicated. It was the first time he saw Chu Heng being so accommodating to someone.
Also, that look in Chu Heng's eyes just now... Wen Zhu concealed the deep meaning in his eyes and slowly stood up. He was anxious.
On the other side, Li Ziyan and Chu Heng were walking in front. The soldiers on the training ground were very well-behaved, but they did not stop training because of Chu Heng's arrival and continued to practice there.
Li Ziyan had never practiced martial arts before, and was somewhat shocked by this scene. He couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he reached out and tugged at Chu Heng's sleeve, asking cautiously, "Huan Zhi, do they all have internal energy?"
"Internal force?"
"Yes, ahem," Li Ziyan nodded, his eyes brimming with yearning. "I've heard that martial artists have internal energy to protect their bodies. One palm strike can send someone flying several miles away. Ahem, people can hear footsteps from five miles away. Ahem, they can also stay warm in winter and cool in summer, unaffected by the changing seasons."
The young prince's eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation. Chu Heng felt an itch in his heart and wanted to reach out and rub the young prince's hair. He suppressed the smile on his lips, but his tone was not so harsh. "How can it be so amazing, Your Highness... Could it be that Zi Yan has read some storybook?"
After saying this, Li Ziyan's face turned red. He glanced at Yun Le behind him, but Yun Le avoided his gaze and looked up at the sky.
"It's just that someone around me mentioned it, so I was a little curious."
Chu Heng smiled but said nothing. The training ground was nestled between a mountain valley and a forest. A breeze blew through, bringing a cool breeze. He changed his position and moved to the other side of Li Ziyan, blocking some of the strong wind. "It's not that powerful. After all, humans are made of flesh and blood. Martial artists are only slightly stronger than ordinary people. There's no difference."
"I see," Li Ziyan nodded, feeling somewhat disappointed. There were very few boys who did not yearn for the world of martial arts, but now that he knew that those things were exaggerated and false, he would naturally feel lost.
Chu Heng had been secretly observing Li Ziyan's condition. Seeing that he was a little depressed, he continued, "But if a martial artist reaches a certain level and ability, he can indeed be as strong as an ox. With his skills, he can fight ten or even a hundred people at once."
"I think Huanzhi must be very powerful, right? I heard from my royal brother before that Huanzhi is best at archery, never missing a single shot, and always winning first prize in every autumn hunt."
"Your Majesty and the Prince are too kind. It's just a trivial skill, and I make mistakes occasionally."
"I've never shot an arrow before, and I don't know what it feels like."
"If Your Highness wants to practice archery, I'll take you there." Chu Heng couldn't bear to see the young prince look melancholy and lost, so he led him to the nearby archery range. He sent over a few soldiers, prepared arrows and targets, and handed one to Li Ziyan. "No one will pass by here, Your Highness, so don't worry about getting hurt."
Li Ziyan nodded, picked up the bow and arrow, and raised it. He looked very professional, but his movements were not very standard.
"Your Majesty, please raise your left hand a little higher and use more force with your right hand."
The other party followed Chu Heng's instructions, but his arms were shaking a little. Chu Heng's pupils shrank slightly. He walked forward, stood behind Li Ziyan, stretched his arms forward, and hugged Li Ziyan's back.
The fragrance in his arms was rich but not choking, as if he was in a camellia garden. Because of his movements, Chu Heng's chest was pressed tightly against Li Ziyan's back, and he could feel the thinness of the person in his arms.
This action would be fine if it was directed at someone else, but it was a bit presumptuous towards Prince Li Ziyan. However, the general, who always abided by the rules, didn't know what was wrong with him today. He didn't give in at all, and held Li Ziyan's hand, "taking advantage" by teaching him archery.
As soon as he loosened his right hand, the arrow flew out and hit the bull's eye. Li Ziyan paused for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head to look at Chu Heng, wanting to share his joy with him.
But the two people were too close, and because of their height, when Li Ziyan turned around, his forehead touched Chu Heng's lips.
Both of them were stunned, staring into each other's eyes. Chu Heng only saw that the blush on the little prince's cheeks, which had not yet faded, became more and more obvious. His eyes shifted and his eyelashes fluttered, making people feel itchy. However, he did not notice that his ears, which were hidden in his hair, were also burning.
"...I have overstepped my bounds."
"No, no."
The two men were talking but their movements remained unchanged, maintaining their original postures. Chu Heng then taught Li Ziyan how to shoot a few arrows before they separated.
Li Ziyan came out of Chu Heng's arms without saying much. With a red face, he picked up the arrow and shot it himself. Maybe it was because of his talent, but he hit the target nine times out of ten.
"Your Majesty is very intelligent."
"It's the general who taught me well."
The two people looked at each other, then looked away uncomfortably.
"Your Highness, General," Wen Zhu came over without anyone noticing. His azure shirt made him look a bit ethereal and plain, which was nice, but he lacked the elegance and purity of Li Ziyan. "I've prepared some refreshments. Your Highness and General, please take a rest."
"What do you think, Ziyan?"
"Alright, ahem, I'm a little tired too." Li Ziyan smiled, "Then I'll trouble Military Advisor Wen to lead the way."
"...It's my duty." Wen Zhu smiled and walked beside the two of them, but his eyes were a little gloomy.
There was a breeze at the training ground, and Li Ziyan was sweating a little. He was a little dazed when the wind blew. He had a cold body and his hands were a little cold. Walking side by side with Chu Heng, it was inevitable that there would be some scratches. After a few times, Chu Heng dispelled Li Ziyan's suspicion.
"Why are Zi Yan's hands so cold?" Chu Heng frowned and covered his hand with his own. "I was careless. Let's go in quickly."
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