Wu Fu is Long Moyuan's most trusted guard, and the prince will definitely listen to him.
Everyone looked expectantly at their prince.
“From now on, the Princess Consort of the Prince’s Mansion has the final say. She wants to come to this Elite Hall. Do you have any objections?” Long Moyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd indifferently.
Wu Fu and the others immediately knelt down.
"Sir, I dare not."
Long Moyuan said calmly, "It's good that you know your place. Why don't you hurry up and apologize to the Princess?"
Everyone was already holding their breath, and now they had another one to hold back.
Holding back his anger, he reluctantly apologized to Feng Qingcheng.
"Your Highness, I have offended you. Please forgive me."
Feng Qingcheng never expected that Long Moyuan would use his power to coerce everyone into submission.
What she wants is people's hearts, not scheming and backstabbing.
One general's mansion was enough for her to handle.
She smiled and said, "Get up, all of you. I know you mean well."
At least this good-for-nothing knows what's good for him.
The group reluctantly thanked Feng Qingcheng before getting up.
Knowing that everyone was unconvinced, Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "Who wants to try this new move I've developed?"
Everyone knew she was talking nonsense, so no one wanted to talk to her.
If it weren't for the fact that I care about her, I would really like to teach her a lesson.
That guy is really something. He could like any kind of woman, but he just happens to like this woman who once abandoned him.
Soon everyone received another warning look from Long Moyuan.
Alright, let's play along with this good-for-nothing for a while.
I can't hurt her!
Sigh, looks like I'll have to hold my breath for the third time!
Dan Yue stepped forward. “Your subordinate, Dan Yue, is a Xuanwang of the third star. I have come to learn from the Princess’s new moves. In order not to hurt the Princess, I will not use my spiritual power. If the Princess can withstand three moves from me, then the Princess will win.”
It is said that after the princess became a cripple, not only could she not cultivate, but her body was also very weak. Dan Yue was afraid that she might accidentally kill her, and then the prince would hate her to death.
Why.
She was considered a little genius, but now she's been reduced to playing house with a good-for-nothing.
It would be too embarrassing if word got out.
Xi Liu brought over two wooden swords, one for Dan Yue and one for Feng Qingcheng. "Your Highness, please."
Feng Qingcheng took the wooden sword and came to the opposite side of Dan Yue. "Dan Yue, please give me your guidance."
Dan Yue gripped the wooden sword, her face as cold as frost. "Your Highness, please."
Soon, the two figures became entangled.
As everyone expected, there was nothing to see!
Whenever Dan Yue exerted her strength, the princess would hurriedly dodge.
Dan Yue was only using three-tenths of her strength; if she had used ten-tenths, the princess would probably be dead.
Sigh, they're clearly useless, but they refuse to admit it.
Everyone shook their heads.
"First move," Dan Yue reminded him.
Feng Qingcheng hurriedly dodged again.
"The second move," Dan Yue reminded her again.
This time, Dan Yue gave Feng Qingcheng a few leeway, and managed to hold on for a bit with the third move.
Dan Yue secretly glanced at her master, wondering if he would be angry if she really let the princess lose.
While Dan Yue was lost in thought, she saw that the princess's wooden sword had somehow become incredibly powerful, and under her relentless attacks, Dan Yue could only retreat step by step, with no chance to make a move.
How is that possible?
Dan Yue was greatly alarmed and had no choice but to go all out.
What's going on?
Could it be that Dan Yue did this to make Master happy?
If she had used one more move, the princess would have lost.
Everyone shook their heads, feeling sorry for Dan Yue.
A young genius was humiliated just like that.
Waaah, sir, where do you place us in order to please this good-for-nothing?
Dan Yue hadn't expected that she wouldn't be able to use her prized swordsmanship.
What trick did the princess come up with?
She had never seen such swordsmanship before.
It was clearly a wooden sword, yet in the princess's hands, it seemed to conjure up tens of thousands of swords!
That seemingly scattered yet cohesive aura kept her at bay!
In short, the princess's swordsmanship can be summarized as fast, unpredictable, ruthless, and accurate!
She could only keep defending, and she also had to worry that if she was a step too slow, she would be stabbed!
Dan Yue never expected that after the princess lost her spiritual power, she would actually develop such an exquisite sword technique!
The princess deliberately dodged those two moves.
The more people looked, the more they felt something was wrong.
The princess fought with increasing ferocity, and the sword in her hand seemed to have multiplied into countless swords!
A person who had lost his spiritual power actually wielded a sword with the power of spiritual energy!
Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!
It seems the princess hasn't been slacking off these past six months.
"Smack!"
Dan Yue's wooden sword was knocked to the ground by Feng Qingcheng.
Dan Yue was extremely embarrassed, and her face turned pale.
"Smack!"
At the same time, the wooden sword in Feng Qingcheng's hand also fell to the ground, and the two wooden swords fell to the ground almost simultaneously.
"Dan Yue, I know you're deliberately going easy on me. Ugh, my hands are killing me, my legs are killing me, my whole body is killing me." After saying that, Feng Qingcheng blew on her hands, rubbed her legs, and massaged her shoulders.
The pale moon was somewhat hazy.
However, the princess's words gave her a way out, and she accepted it, saying, "Your Highness's swordsmanship is exquisite; Dan Yue has lost."
"That's enough for today. I'm tired. I'll come back tomorrow to challenge you to a sword fight." After saying this, Feng Qingcheng walked towards Long Moyuan.
Long Moyuan took her hand and blew on it, saying, "Acheng, you've worked hard."
"Yes, my hands are so sore."
Long Moyuan rubbed it for her, "I'll put some medicine on it for you when we get back to your room."
"Okay, okay."
"Respectfully seeing off the Prince and the Princess."
The crowd knelt down again, and only stood up after the two had walked away.
"Dan Yue, are you deliberately going easy on the Princess?"
"No, the princess's swordsmanship is truly exquisite, as you all have seen."
"It seems she has been working very hard these past six months."
"But what good is swordsmanship if you don't have spiritual power? If we unleash a spell, can she withstand it?"
"That's true. Unless she recovers her spiritual power and starts cultivating again, she still won't be able to beat even the lowest-ranking servant."
...
Feng Qingcheng was just acting, but Long Moyuan kept rubbing her little hand, which felt a bit like he was taking advantage of her.
However, he is the young lady's husband. Let alone holding hands, he has the right to sleep with her even if she wants to.
Why.
Feng Qingcheng looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.
But she discovered that Su Yang, perched in the tree, was looking at her with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
This old fellow, under the guise of investigating a case, brazenly monitored every move of the Prince An's residence. The Emperor's move was too ruthless.
"Detective Su, can we find the murderer in the tree?" Feng Qingcheng asked with a smile as she pulled her hand away.
Su Yang flew down from the tree and curtsied, "Prince An, Princess An."
Feng Qingcheng suddenly smiled slyly, "A Yuan, I suddenly remembered, I can use my spiritual power to heal your leg too. How about Detective Su lend me some spiritual power?"
Alarm bells rang in Su Yang's mind: Did this woman want to harm him?
Last night, all those big shots lost a star. If he lost a star too, wouldn't he be devastated?
Long Moyuan said, "Acheng is very kind. I wonder if Detective Su would be willing?"
He refused, he absolutely refused!
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