Three days later.
Wei Xu came to our door early in the morning.
Before she left the palace that day, Prince Wei personally spoke to Mu Chenshuang about this matter, hoping that she could teach Wei Xu well. He did not expect him to become a talent, but only hoped that he would have the ability to protect himself in the future. He could see Wei Xu's fear of Mu Chenshuang, which was for the best, so that he could practice better.
Mu Chenshuang had promised Prince Wei, so when Wei Xu came to her door, she didn't make things difficult for him anymore.
"When will you start teaching me martial arts?" Wei Xumu asked, his voice lacking confidence. Looking into her cold eyes, he felt a strange sense of fear.
Mu Chenshuang stared at him with cold, disdainful eyes, "Shouldn't you have become a disciple before I started teaching you?"
Wei Xu was taken aback, his pride causing him immense inner turmoil.
"I don't have time to waste on you, since you haven't made up your mind..."
Upon hearing Mu Chenshuang's cold tone, Wei Xu panicked. Before Mu Chenshuang could finish speaking, he knelt down on the ground and said, "Master, please accept my bow."
Mu Chenshuang could see that he looked unwilling, but that ridiculous pride was getting in the way. However, the fact that he was willing to kneel down and become a disciple at least showed that his determination had overcome his pride.
"Get up!"
Wei Xu stood up.
Mu Chenshuang called Chengli to her side, looked at Wei Xu, and introduced him: "His name is Chengli. He will practice with you from now on. Don't underestimate him because he is young. He is more skilled than you. He is your role model now."
With Wei Xu's current qualifications, he can only serve as Cheng Li's sparring partner.
Chengli walked up to Wei Xu, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and looked at him, saying, "I hope you will guide me in the future, Your Highness."
Although Cheng Li was much shorter than Wei Xu, his demeanor and bearing were far superior to Wei Xu's. Cheng Li was more like a young master raised by a noble family.
Looking at Cheng Li, Wei Xu felt a huge sense of loss. He realized that Cheng Li was not even as good as a ten-year-old child.
Please give me your guidance.
Mu Chenshuang assigned Wei Xu a task, giving him a book and instructing him to copy it three times and memorize every single word.
Wei Xu was puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Weren't you going to teach me martial arts?"
Mu Chenshuang glared at him, and Wei Xu panicked at that look, not daring to ask any more questions. "I'll copy it when I get back."
Mu Chenshuang really didn't want to explain such an idiotic question, but she still explained, "The first essential element for a martial arts practitioner is to calm the mind. You not only lack the physical foundation for martial arts, but you also know nothing about the theory. If you are impatient for quick results and do not strengthen your foundation, the final result will only be a wasted effort."
As Wei Xu listened to her serious explanation, he suddenly felt less afraid.
"I see."
"You have three days to memorize it."
“Three…three days?!” Wei Xu exclaimed in horror, looking at the book in his hand, which was so thick.
“Chengli was able to memorize it fluently in just one day, and he even knew exactly what was on each page.”
Wei Xu suffered another blow.
"If you don't slack off and study diligently, three days is enough for you to memorize it."
The previous indulgence, coupled with the sudden urgency, has put Wei Xu under immense pressure.
"All right!"
"Also, let me remind you, if you really want to make a complete change, you'd better break things off with Mu Yazhi completely."
Wei Xu's heart sank. He felt a little displeased at the mention of Mu Yazhi, but he also felt aggrieved by Mu Chenshuang's domineering nature. He cautiously said, "Ya'er is kind-hearted. I know there is a misunderstanding between you. Why can't you sit down and talk it out?"
The words were spoken.
Mu Chenshuang's eyes turned cold, Wei Xu's pupils dilated, and his heart clenched instantly.
"Your life was hanging by a thread, and she didn't even glance at you. Do you really think Mu Yazhi cares about you?"
This question left Wei Xu speechless.
"All she cares about is having another sycophant by her side, and she's just using you. If you can't even tell if she's good or bad, I can teach you how to tell..."
As Wei Xu left Tingzhu Courtyard, Mu Chenshuang's words kept repeating in his mind.
Just then, a gentle voice called out, "Your Highness!"
Wei Xu snapped out of his daze, looked up, and immediately saw Mu Yazhi walking gracefully towards him. Her gentle and graceful posture, like a lotus flower in full bloom, and her bright and clear eyes, along with the veil she wore, added to her hazy and soft beauty.
Looking at her, Wei Xu's heart still couldn't help but flutter.
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