embarrassed for you!""It's rumored outside that Lord Wang is a closeted homosexual and has a penchant for dragon yang."Speaking of this, the young man in white felt so wronged that he wanted to cry h...:

"They will always be looked down upon if they don't make an effort themselves."

Yun An'an put down her brush. The details of the competition she had doodled on the paper were like ghost drawings, enough to make people frown.

"Alright, whatever An'er says, I shall abide. It's getting late; let's rest."

"Halt!"

Yunan called out to Beichen Yi who was walking toward the inner room.

That is my room.

During this time, Beichen Yi became even more brazenly climbing onto the bed. He even took off his shirt, revealing what he was wearing underneath.

One morning, when you wake up...

Hmph!

Be careful about what you say this time.

Yunan An entered the inner room, closed the window and locked the door. She blew out the light, got into bed, and hugged her quilt tightly.

Two hours later, a steady breathing sound arose.

At this moment, the painting on the wall beside the bookcase in the inner room slowly moved. Bei Chen Yi walked out and then restored the secret door to its original state.

Of course, Yun'an was watching all of this from her bed, curled up in the blanket.

"I knew there had to be a secret passage, got me!"

Yun Anan suddenly jumped up, hugging Bei Chenyi's waist with both hands, excited like she had caught a thief.

"An'er is intelligent, I admit defeat."

Being hugged from behind by Yun An'an, Bei Chen Yi felt a soft warmth on his waist.

"An'er."

Well, what else is there to argue about

It seems that my husband's massages over the past few weeks have been effective. Aner's bust has become much wider.

After Beichen Yi's words fell, darkness enveloped Yun An'an's old face, reddening almost to the point of bursting.

She hadn't realized what was going on, no wonder she felt like her chest had been attacked every morning after waking up.

It seems this old pervert really did it!

"Die, Ula!"

In the study, Yun An an beat Beichen Yi violently, her voice echoing throughout every corner of the manor.

The watchmen looked at each other, and continued their patrol carrying their lanterns.

They were already accustomed to such scenes. Besides, this was the amusement between the Prince and his Princess, they were just guards, so they could just ignore it.

The next day.

Beichen Yi went up with black and blue eyes under his eyelids.

It can be seen how heavy Yun An'an's hand was last night.

The officials wanted to laugh but dared not, they could only try their best to hold back their smiles, their shoulders shaking constantly.

"Regent, whose eyes have done this to you"

On the Dragon Throne, Bei Chen sat with a raised eyebrow, his expression half-smiling. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, An'er was in low spirits yesterday. I did this to help my wife relieve her worries."

"The Regent King's love for his wife is enviable. These memorials I have are regarding the First-Class Ding Class taught by the Regent Queen. Does the Regent King have anything to say about it"

Beichen Han gestured to Li Gonggong to bring the memorial to Beichen Yi's face.

At a glance, Beichen Yi's cold eyes swept over the few ministers present.

"An'er mentioned to this King about the Class A Ding soldiers and confidently asserted that they would surely achieve a high ranking at this grand celebration for the nation's victory. What are your thoughts on this, several ministers"

Feeling the gaze of Beichen Yi, the ministers in the court all stepped forward, bowing respectfully.

"The lowly subject has only offered a few minor suggestions. This matter ultimately rests with Your Majesty to decide."

The humble minister agrees.

They wouldn't dare to offend Your Majesty, and even less so the Regent. Otherwise, Han Kai would be their fate.

"Very well, since the Crown Princess is so certain, I shall give the Jia Ding class one chance. We shall make our final decision after the Beichen Celebration of National Prosperity."

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Your Majesty is wise."

……

At this time, at the Yingtian Academy, Class A, Ding Section.

On a vast open space, everyone except Li Tianbao was running laps. Not only did they have sandbags tied to their feet, but they also carried heavy sandbags on their backs.

"Ten more laps, come on!"

Unlike the exhausted masses, Yun An'an moved a small stool over and leisurely enjoyed some melon seeds and tea.

"Can I have some water"

"Come on, I didn't stop you from drinking."

Yun'an pointed at the teapot in front of her.

Just as Xue Qiancheng was reaching for the teapot, Yun Anan uttered a word that dissuaded him.

"I wonder if anyone will bring you tea and water at the competition during the grand event."

And, if you don't want to drink, then don't drink.

Xue Qiancheng returned to the team and ran laps.

Although it is late winter and feels like spring, the weather fluctuates between warm and cold. It's unusually chilly today.

After everyone had finished their heavy run the day before, they all lay collapsed on the ground, too exhausted to even move their fingers.

“Come on, don't rest, stretch your limbs and exercise with me.”

Yun An'an kicked someone up with one foot.

"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four, again, switch sides!"

Almost a whole morning, Yun An'an spent at Tianshu Academy.

The first day of the devil's hell training was over. Under Yun An'an's pressure, Xue Qiancheng helped a pale-faced Yuwen Xiu, and everyone else supported each other to a small restaurant outside the academy.

The restaurant owner, Ming Shu, saw everyone's unsteady steps. He kept bringing out dishes like braised pork knuckles and large pieces of meat.

"Uncle Ming, I'll trouble you during this time."

Yun'an gave Ming Shu a bag of silver. Ming Shu only took a small portion, returning the rest.

"These are enough. If it weren't for Master Yun, our small restaurant would have closed down long ago."

Here you go, if these little brats get hungry later, just come here to eat.

Yun Anan forced it back in, and Ming Shu had no choice but to accept it.

"Thank you, Master Yun."

It's we who should trouble Uncle Ming.

After dinner, Xue Qiancheng and the others had not yet recovered their energy.

Looking at the time, Yun Anan handed a sheet of paper to Yuwen Xiu and gestured for everyone to strictly adhere to this schedule.

"Master Yun..."

Yuwen Xiu frowned, not because he was intimidated by the arduous tasks on the schedule, but because Yun An'an's handwriting was simply atrocious.

"How is it"

"Could you practice your handwriting It's really ugly."

"Let me see"

Xue Qiancheng took the paper and, when she saw the chilling script that was scarier than ghost drawings, immediately covered her eyes.

"Oh no, I'm blind! My eyes, ahhhh!"

Being mocked by Yu Wenxiu and Xue Qiancheng, Yun Ana's face was gloomy.

She's not a calligraphy master, so it's fine if her handwriting isn't pretty.

"I'll be back tomorrow. Don't miss me too much."

After getting into the carriage, Qingfeng drove the carriage away from the small restaurant and headed toward a pharmacy.

As Old Wang said.

As the National Day celebration in Beichen Kingdom draws closer, more and more people fill the streets.

"Traffic jam"

"Well, something seemed to have happened earlier, didn't it"

A carriage was not far away, the crowds thronging and blocking the way ahead, accompanied by the frantic cries of women.

"tsk tsk tsk, what a shame!"

"A good person says to die, then he dies."

"Go see a doctor, please, go see a doctor."

The woman knelt beside the boy, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Let me take a look, Qingfeng. Clear the area."

Yes, Your Highness.

With a clang, Seigō drew his long sword from his waist, driving away the onlookers who had gathered to watch with raw, primal violence.

What have you eaten

Yun An'an knelt and was checking the young man's condition, leaning against his clothes, her ear pressed against his heart. what I said before the grand celebration. Starting today, besides your normal studies, Master Ben will also teach you medical arts and the way of military strategy."However, the medical arts and mili...