The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Chapter 822 Don’t think about people you shouldn’t think about

Watching the fight going on in the martial arts training ground, it was clearly the same group of people, and their moves were similar, but Minglang was getting more and more excited the more he watched.

In just a few days, she could talk about tactics with Han Qi while eating, just like Han Qi did.

It is no longer the time when I first arrived and was so uncomfortable with the pungent smell of blood that I couldn't even drink water.

Han Qi hesitated for a few times, took out a bag of sour plums from his arms and placed it next to His Highness.

"Today's match may be even more bloody and violent than the previous few days. Your Highness can eat some sour plums to stimulate your appetite and avoid having trouble finishing lunch."

Minglang's eyes fell on the packaged sour plums. It seemed to be the signature product of an old brand in the city, and Xiang Ke used to like it very much.

"Thank you."

Minglang was not polite. This was only the first game of the day, but looking at the situation, it was clear that Han Qi was right.

He has indeed always been very prescient.

Minglang opened the sour plums and put one in his mouth. Just as the sweet and sour plum melted in his mouth, a stream of blood spurted out from the martial arts training ground and became as high as the pillar next to it.

Cough cough cough...

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Minglang covered his mouth and spat the sour plum pit into his palm. He was almost murdered by a sour plum in the stands.

"I'm fine. The sour plums are delicious. General Han, don't worry about it."

Every failure makes you wiser. No matter how appetizing the bag of sour plums looked, she would not touch it.

I simply rewrapped the package and left it lying on the table.

If an accident like the one just now happened again, and the Empress Dowager knew about it, she would probably be heartbroken.

Han Qi's eyes fell on the re-wrapped sour plums, his handsome brows slightly wrinkled, and he was secretly annoyed that he was not careful enough.

Minglang didn't take this matter to heart at all. All she had eyes for was the martial arts training ground where the fight was going on.

After the morning's competition, Minglang took the bag of sour plums with him when he left.

After all, Han Qi had the intention, so it would seem a bit inhumane to just leave it there.

At lunch, I don’t know if the sour plums had some effect, or if Minglang had just adapted to this kind of life.

The scenes on the martial arts training grounds didn't affect her appetite at all.

Because she also had a competition in the afternoon, Minglang controlled her intake a little to avoid eating too much and feeling uncomfortable while exercising.

They had just finished lunch and the smell of blood was too strong in the martial arts training ground, which was still being cleaned. Minglang could only find a place to bask in the sun and wait for the competition to begin.

"Your Highness, Fei Zhangling is here."

Minglang found a crooked tree and had just laid down to bask in the sun for a while when Qi Yue's voice rang out from under the tree.

Minglang opened his eyes and lay on the tree, looking in the direction of Qi Yue's finger. Master Fei was standing not far away and talking to Han Qi.

Why did she feel that Han Qi's attitude was obviously more humble?

As expected, Master Fei is respected and admired wherever he goes, except by the Queen Mother.

Minglang noticed the two swords on Master Fei's back with his sharp eyes. Looking at the hilts, they seemed to be her Gan Jiang and Moye swords.

The more Minglang looked at it, the more similar it seemed, and his eyes lit up when he confirmed it.

She thought that the two magic swords would come with the Queen Mother tomorrow, but she didn't expect that Master Fei would send them to her today.

Minglang flipped over and jumped down from the tree. Qi Yue was waiting under the tree. Seeing His Highness walking towards Master Fei, he felt that his mission was accomplished.

Minglang walked quickly to Master Fei, and Han Qi gave up the seat in front of Master Fei to her.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. May Your Highness live long and happily."

Fei He took off the two magic swords on his shoulders, and the cloth wrapping them spread out, revealing the hard scabbards inside.

It was indeed the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords she had expected.

"His Majesty knows that Your Highness has been through a lot of competition lately. Hearing that you can use your own weapons, he sent his subordinates to bring you the twin swords that Your Highness uses in his usual hands."

Minglang reached out and touched the magic sword. The scabbard was specially configured by someone before his uncle and his men sent it here. It was much newer than the hilt.

But when the magic sword was drawn out, a cold light flashed, and there was no sign that it was forged a hundred years ago.

"Please ask Master Fei to thank the Queen Mother on my behalf."

If she was in front of the Queen Mother, she would have rushed to her side long ago. This kind of words of thanks would not be as good as acting coquettishly to please the Queen Mother.

Fei He looked at the prince's childish behavior, and glanced at Han Qi with a warning in his eyes that only he understood.

Han Qi knew that he had made a mistake, so he lowered his head slightly and stood aside, waiting for his master to reprimand him.

"I will definitely convey your Highness's message. I have some matters to discuss with General Han. Your Highness, please go and prepare for the competition."

Minglang left with the two swords in his arms. Before leaving, he noticed that something was wrong with Han Qi's condition, but Minglang didn't take it to heart.

Anyone who talks to Master Fei will feel pressured. Master Fei has followed the Queen Mother for many years, and most of what he means is what the Queen Mother means.

This feeling of being just one step away from having a personal conversation with the Queen Mother is such that it's no exaggeration to say that I'm nervous.

Fei He watched the prince's back as he left, and only turned around the corner when his back disappeared. Then he turned around and looked at Han Qi.

"Your Highness is a child of destiny, the only child of His Majesty. Do what you should do and don't let your imagination run wild."

Han Qi entered Qingyu Pavilion since he was a child, and all his skills were taught by Fei He himself.

Fei He was impressed by his boldness in thinking and acting, and his ambition. His abilities matched his ambitions, and only people like him could play the greatest role if they stayed in the army.

"Yes, I understand."

Han Qi stood in front of Fei He with his head down, like a child who had done something wrong.

After all, he was the one who brought him up personally, so he hid his feelings quite well, and Fei He didn't want to blame him too much.

"Be more careful in the future. Once His Highness leaves the barracks, you will lead your troops westward to explore the bottom lines of those two small countries."

Han Qi knew that he had thoughts that he shouldn't have. The fact that Master Fei came to him must mean that His Majesty had already known about this matter.

He had obviously hidden it very well, but His Majesty still found out.

Han Qi thought about it, but couldn't figure out who discovered it first and who brought it to the emperor's ears.

I guessed that I might be transferred out of the capital, but I didn't expect it to be so early.

Her Highness's coming-of-age ceremony is approaching, and it seems that the gift he is preparing cannot be delivered.

Han Qi was silent for a moment, then nodded according to Fei He's patience.

"Han Qi, you are a soldier. You chose to join the army yourself. As a soldier, defending your country is your primary mission."

Fei He could understand why everyone was attracted to Prince Bao. His Highness was just so charming.

But His Highness is young, so the people he comes into contact with must be strictly managed, and anyone who has any intentions towards him must be sent away.

Your Highness is related to the future of Daxia. When you should study hard to govern the country, you should not be swayed by love. No one can shake the foundation of Your Highness, this thriving sapling.

"Yes, once Your Highness leaves the barracks, I will lead the troops out immediately."