After Xianmo had lived peacefully in Yihe Palace for a while, Xianmo's personal eunuch, Mayuan, came to Yihe Palace again to deliver an imperial decree, ordering Xianmo to go to the martial arts training ground.
Upon hearing the words "martial arts arena," Feng Guang asked nervously, "He's not going to challenge you to a fight, is he?"
Xianmo appeared much calmer. He changed into a neat set of clothes and said, "You'll find out when you get there."
On the training ground, Xian Rang was not alone. Beside him was a handsome young man in purple robes and a blue-clad man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.
Xianmo walked over and bowed respectfully, saying, "Your subject greets Your Majesty."
"No need for formalities, come over here quickly and let the Imperial Advisor and General Lan meet you." Xian Rang waved his hand, looking kind and approachable. Xian Mo took a few steps closer, and then Xian Rang introduced the man in purple first, "This is Imperial Advisor Zou He, Lord Zou."
Xianmo bowed again, "Imperial Preceptor."
"Your Highness, there's no need for such formalities." Zou He's charming eyes were smiling, easily captivating anyone's soul. When he looked at Xian Mo, his gaze lingered for a second in a secluded spot.
The pressure was immense in that moment of glory. She stayed close to Xianmo, not daring to drift away, and nervously stared at the Imperial Advisor. But after the Imperial Advisor's initial slight pause, he never paid much attention to anyone else.
And that glance he gave her just now seemed to be just her imagination.
Xianrang then introduced another man, "This is Lan Zhao, General Lan."
Xianmo lowered his head, "General Lan."
Lan Zhao suddenly reached out and placed his hand on Xian Mo's shoulder. After a moment, he nodded and said to Xian Rang, "The Crown Prince has excellent martial arts talent and is a good prospect for martial arts training."
“Of course.” Zou He’s lips curled into a seductive smile. “I’ve never made a mistake when I do divination.”
"Good, good, good." Xianrang said "good" three times in a row. Long Xin was overjoyed and said to Xianmo, "Mo'er, listen carefully. From now on, General Lan will be your master. He will teach you martial arts. You must study hard."
"Yes." Xianmo looked at Lan Zhao, bowed slightly, performed a deep salute, and respectfully called out, "Master."
Lan Zhao hurriedly said, "I dare not accept the title of the Crown Prince's teacher. I am only responsible for teaching the Crown Prince martial arts, which is nothing."
"What are you saying, General Lan?" Xianrang disagreed. "Since you are teaching Mo'er martial arts, you are no different from a teacher who teaches him to read. How can you not be worthy of being called a master?"
Zou He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you know perfectly well that our General is a very rigid and methodical person, and this isn't the first time he's done it."
Lan Zhao glanced at Zou He, who was stirring up trouble, and ignored him.
Zou He added, "He's still a quiet, reserved person."
Xianrang smiled and said, "Alright, the general doesn't know how to speak properly, so the Grand Preceptor should stop teasing him."
At that moment, a eunuch suddenly ran over, shouting, "Your Majesty!"
Xianrang frowned and said, "What's all the shouting about? Have you forgotten the rules?"
"Your Majesty, please spare my life!" The eunuch immediately knelt down. "This servant has urgent business to report."
"Oh?" Zou He smiled meaningfully, "Isn't this the eunuch from Consort Yun's palace?"
Xian Rang's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant. Ever since meeting Xian Mo, he had been neglecting Consort Yun and hadn't visited her palace. Consort Yun had indeed been quiet for a while, but seeing the little eunuch in such a flustered state, he still asked, "What happened?"
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