Feng Yuheng knew it. I thought that the Shen family had an idea for the woman. They could help Shen create conditions for returning to Feng Mansion, but she had to be really tenable. But she didn't know how many days Shen's appearance of putting her away would be able to keep it after returning to the mansion.

"Master." Ban left without leaving, and continued: "I learned that your father had recently contacted the third prince Xuan Tianye, and he should have clarified the position of the Feng family in the dispute over the throne."

Feng Yuheng frowned: "Does Xuan Tianming know?"

Ban Zuo nodded: "Your Highness knows."

"Speaking of this, which team is your highness from?" Feng Yuheng was a little surprised. Xuan Tianming did not seem to have a hope of becoming the crown prince at the moment, so he must have an attitude towards whom to help. Is the Seventh Prince? It is unlikely.

On this matter, Ban Zuo shook his head and told Feng Yuheng: "I don't know. Your Highness is only closest to Your Highness Seventh, but Your Highness Seventh has made it clear that he has no intention of being the Nine Five."

"Then if this happens, he will not be in the sidelines?" Feng Yuheng was stunned, as if he had thought about some thoughts. She didn't want to delve into it at this time. She believed that one day the person would tell her about Xuan Tianming. "It's okay, you'll be busy with yours." She shook her hand to send the class, but the other party ignored her dismissal at all. Feng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, "Uh... I'll leave the class, do you have something to do?"

Ban Zuo looked at Feng Yuheng with a bad look—“I heard that when my subordinates went to Pudu Temple, did the master leave the mansion?”

Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead, "I just went to visit the ruins of Ding'an Prince's Mansion."

"But the master agreed that he would not leave the mansion when his subordinates were not here."

"I haven't left the capital yet, what's going on? Besides, there's still Wangchuan? And your master, I'm not a vegetarian!" Feng Yuheng raised his arm to show the picture to show his arm strength, "Look, it's no problem for me to deal with three or four people myself."

Ban Zuo raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it really a problem?"

Feng Yuheng nodded and told him solemnly: "It's really no problem."

"Okay." The ban walked away and disappeared, and only a word floated from the air: "Then go and talk to Wangchuan."

"..." Wangchuan, take care of yourself!

That night, after regular training, Feng Yuheng slept for more than an hour, and then found that he couldn't sleep at all, so he got up again. After thinking about it, he decided to continue to practice kung fu in the garden.

She felt that the reason why she had insomnia was entirely because she was stimulated by class departure. If her physical fitness was as good as in previous life, class departure would not be so worried about her safety. After all, she was still not strong enough.

With this feeling, when Feng Yuheng was practicing a set of military fists in the garden, he heard the sound of beating in the air again: "Master, you almost have some light skills."

She sniffs, is it light-working? It's a bit difficult!

As soon as she moved, she felt that there was movement coming from afar. She was startled at first, standing there without moving, and felt that the movement was getting closer and closer, and she was about to pounce on her with wind threads.

But Ban left without any reaction. Well, to be precise, there was nothing to rush over to save her. Instead, he laughed and then stopped moving.

Feng Yuheng said "Oh" by himself, then moved his body and went straight into the garden.

I heard someone behind me snorting and followed him to chase him.

"You don't have the Qi Qinggong!" The person in front shouted while running, "You will lose Qi Qinggong!"

But the people behind also refuted it for granted: "I have bad legs and feet."

wipe!

Feng Yuheng thinks that Xuan Tianming is the best person to be shameless! You have poor legs and feet, but when you are in a wheelchair, you can run faster than someone else’s carriage!

That's right, the person coming was Xuan Tianming. He had already predicted it when Feng Yuheng felt the reaction of leaving the class. Only when Xuan Tianming came, that stinky class would ignore her life and death. Before leaving, he wanted to laugh at her.

Feng Yuheng was very entertained. Seeing that Xuan Tianming was about to catch up, she began to pick out corners and corners. What are the cracks in rockery, among the flowers, and places that can hinder the passage of wheelchairs are her best choice.

Xuan Tianming gritted his teeth with hatred, "You bully the disabled!"

"It's just bullying you!" She ran and laughed, "If you have the ability, you can bite me!"

The people behind were speechless. Does this girl know what she was talking about? Bite her? Why did he really bite her?

Finally, someone was exhausted at the first time and slowly slowed down his movements. Xuan Tianming sneered, patted the wheelchair and grabbed the person in his hand, "You are going to continue running!"

Feng Yuheng's lungs were so tired that his lungs were almost exploding, "No, no, no! I have only been exercising for a few days and my physical strength has not recovered."

He had heard that this girl ran and danced every morning and evening. He originally wanted to come to see her tonight and brought some delicious snacks. Who knew that she was still in the garden so late!

"If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what kind of evil skills did you practice?" He felt angry and slapped Feng Yuheng's back.

Feng Yuheng screamed "ah" and broke free from his hand, "Can you have no insomnia?" She glared at Xuan Tianming, "The secret guard you sent looked down on me, as my master. If I don't practice it, I will really be looked down upon by him."

Xuan Tianming laughed, "You are not as good as a class person."

"That's only temporary." Feng Yuheng moved his legs and feet, "I have special skills in art, but I am not good at light skills, so of course I can't compare with him. But in terms of other things, I may not be my opponent."

Xuan Tianming was very interested in this "other" and asked her, "What are you good at?" After thinking about it, he said, "Oh, medical skills." Feng Yuheng's medical skills are so skillful that he must admit.

Who knew that this girl shook her head, "Not stop." But she refused to say what it was, "You will know slowly in the future. It is the most boring thing to expose the answer to the mystery in one go." As she said that, she remembered the Ding'an Prince's Mansion and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so cruel? The Ding'an Prince's Mansion was burned away by you."

Xuan Tianming answered unanimously: "Because they bullied my wife."

"Who is your wife? I haven't passed the door!" She corrected her lips, but she couldn't help but smile. She quickly turned her head and didn't want him to see it, so as not to be too proud of this person.

But how could this small change be hidden from Xuan Tianming's eyes? I felt a dazed moment, as if I had returned to the northwest mountains. The two met for the first time. The girl drooled secretly when she saw him, and was still hiding her little look, clever and naughty.

"Xuan Tianming." Feng Yuheng turned around, his eyes were full of energy, "If you are not very busy at night, can you sneak out to teach me how to whip?" She was not very proficient in cold weapons, and she never thought about what to learn, but she only felt that Xuan Tianming was very handsome when he waved the whip. "When I practiced it, you will take me with you when you go out to whip people. Let's whip together, how about it?"

Xuan Tianming felt that this suggestion was good, so he handed Feng Yuheng a long wave in his hand, then urged the wheelchair to go around her, demonstrated it with his own hands, and told her: "The most basic whip methods are mainly entanglement, swing, sweeping, throwing, etc. After practicing the basics, you can practice the routine. Moreover, the left and right hands can be used in rotation, and it is also spectacular when dancing."

Feng Yuheng agreed: "Not only does it dance spectacularly, but the most important thing is that this kind of thing is easy to carry, it is also concealed, has a strong impact, and is very practical."

He asked her helplessly: "What's wrong with you learning how to prepare to go to the battlefield?"

Feng Yuheng answered very seriously: "Just in case."

OK! He thinks that this girl sometimes has a good idea, but... her ideal is very lofty, but the reality is a bit terrible...

"Uh... Help! Xuan Tianming, hurry up! Help me to relieve it, I'm going to be breathless!" The girl swung her whip and wrapped her neck around.

He laughed at her: "Or why don't you throw a stone."

While the two were having fun, Feng Yuheng asked Feng Yuheng to touch the basic whip method. Xuan Tianming admired her learning ability very much. This girl's natural figure is really extraordinary. When he practiced this soft whip, he had to learn more than three days before he could remember the basic moves. However, Feng Yuheng could reach this level in less than one night, which made him sigh.

The two agreed to come to Huazi to practice martial arts together every night. Xuan Tianming looked around and found that although it was autumn, there were still a lot of mosquitoes in the garden. He couldn't help but suggest: "Why should I take you to the martial arts training ground of the Royal Palace?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head: "Boys come to find girls when they date, so I'm rushing to figure out what's going on."

"Ah?" He was stunned for a moment, "Date?" The girl called this a date?

But thinking about it is the same. The appointment in the middle of the night is not a date, what is it?

So Xuan Tianming also picked the corners of his lips and smiled evilly, "Okay, then I'll come to find you."

During this sleep, Feng Yuheng directly slept with all the morning exercises the next day, and woke up the old lady's morning and evening.

When she woke up, it was almost noon and she couldn't help but complain to Wangchuan: "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

Wangchuan had no choice but to spread his hands on the street: "I called out, but I didn't wake up."

OK! She touched her forehead, as if she had been dreaming in the morning. The dream was full of Xuan Tianming's words, "Okay, then I'll come to find you." It would be strange if she could wake up.

"Miss, get up and have lunch." Wangchuan helped her clean up the bedding. Shen will go home tomorrow and have to prepare a reunion dinner.

"Yes." Feng Yuheng remembered that there was such a thing, "It's really troublesome." She felt that Feng Chenyu's tricks of harming people really need to be introduced and not allowed to be easy to do it? No matter how bad it is, it's better to ask the killer to fight with her, why do you do something like cooking?

There was no way, since I had to do it, I had to do it. After I cleaned up myself, Feng Yuheng took Wangchuan to the big kitchen in the mansion to take a look. Originally, the servants in the kitchen were very cold to Feng Yuheng at the instructor of Shen, but since the Royal Palace was hired, Feng Yuheng's position in the hearts of these servants was no less than Shenyu.

Seeing Feng Yuheng coming here in person, everyone stood up. The person who led the lead asked for peace first, and then said: "I heard yesterday that the second lady was going to come to prepare for tomorrow's banquet in person. Please rest assured. The servants must cooperate with the second lady to arrange the table."

"Everyone listened to me?" Feng Yuheng raised his eyebrows.

"Everyone listened to Miss II."

"Okay, then you all go down! The farther away from the kitchen, the better."
Chapter completed!