The increasingly turbulent gas coming from the palm of his hand made Rong Hua's heart skip a beat. He thought of something, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he looked at Yu Wencan blankly.

Rong Huazheng looked longingly at the "Yu Zhen Jing" in Xia Houguo's hand and swallowed, "You're just kidding, that's definitely not something a human being can say."

Rong Huazheng heard this this time, glared at him inexplicably, stretched out her hand to hook him, "Little brat, come here, what did you eat in your mouth? Why didn't you say anything good?!"

Rong Huazheng's face turned a little red when he looked at his dark eyes. She coughed lightly and turned her eyes away from him. After thinking about it for a moment, she found that her heartbeat was suddenly very fast for some reason, and her whole body was also filled with a strange feeling.

Yu Wencan's eyes were light and airy. After a while, she finally calmed down her heartbeat and felt the changes in her abdomen again. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "I don't know what it feels like. It's amazing.

I can’t say it’s uncomfortable, it’s just that I’m not used to it, and the air in my abdomen doesn’t seem to be integrated with my body, as if it’s from outside.”

Yu Wencan smiled, reached out and pinched her little nose hard, and then said while rotating the wheelchair: "In that case, wash up quickly, don't keep Aunt Ye waiting for too long, otherwise she will get sick

Even if you are angry, I cannot protect you."

Rong Huazheng put on her clothes and looked at her white hair, thinking that it must be because she slept for two days without taking medicine, otherwise her hair would have entered the stage of returning to black. Oh, two days were wasted.

But...haha

Thinking like this, Rong Huazheng tried hard to recall what she had done to make such a breath of air appear in her body. No matter how she thought about it, she had no memory of this breath of air in her mind. Her last memory

She was still stuck in the scene of drinking with Yuwen Yuwencan. She couldn't remember what she had done and why she was like this now.

Apart from the pain caused by the rolling gas in her abdomen, Rong Huazheng feels nothing now. She is dripping with cold sweat and her body is limp. It is a bit difficult to raise her hand to feel her pulse.

"Yes, I understand." Rong Huazheng said as he put on two pieces of clothing. Feeling that he was sticky, he said, "You'd better inform them that I want to cleanse myself."

"Um."

Rong Huazheng was startled, looked at Yu Wencan who did not take his eyes off the scroll even when she appeared, and said: "Your Majesty, this..."

Yu Wencan frowned and scolded softly: "Pay attention!"

Yu Wencan glanced at her lightly, "When you were pouring the wine, didn't you find that the wine would roll over for a while before it calmed down?"

Rong Huazheng took a deep breath. After the spinning taught by Yu Wencan just now, the air in her abdomen had almost disappeared. Rong Huazheng wondered whether the air in her palms might be the air in her abdomen. But she could control it.

The rush of energy was as exciting to her as winning the lottery.

Rong Huazheng closed his mouth suddenly and nodded sincerely, "I want it, of course I want it!"

Yu Wencan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, supported his chin with one hand, and raised his lips and said, "Really?"

"Sister Zheng is really thick-skinned." The little kid touched his chin, shook his head in a dignified manner, and sighed: "Hey, I can never imitate her in the future."

"Prince Xiyan, come down!" Rong Huating was startled. Firstly, he was afraid that he would disturb Rong Hua Zheng and that she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't wake up naturally. Secondly, men and women were not close to each other. Although Prince Xiyan

I'm still young and don't understand anything, but...the prince will mind.

"Yes." Yu Wencan then put down the book in his hand, slowly picked up the spoon on the delicate little plate, and began to eat elegantly.

Because he slept for too long, Rong Huazheng's eye bags were a little swollen and his eye sockets were slightly red, but his pupils soon became clear again.

The Ren and Du meridians of the body are opened, and there is an extra breath of energy in the body. What is the connection between the two?

Rong Huating's eyes were a little complicated, and he wanted to say something, but he thought that Prince Gongjin must be a face-saving person, and he definitely didn't want Sister Zheng to know that he cared about her, so he shook his head, "No, I don't know..."

Ling'er was overjoyed, "Madam, you finally woke up?!"

Rong Huazheng was startled, and his heart beat very fast when he heard these words. He suppressed the surging feeling in his heart, took a deep breath, and then said in a calm tone: "You mean I was really..."

Rong Huating had a headache, but according to his status, he was much lower than him and could not do anything to him, let alone preach to him. He stood beside the bed and looked at him helplessly.

Hua was lying in Liangdu. As soon as Rong Hua Zheng heard the word embroidery, he immediately choked on his own breath. He coughed until his face turned red and his neck was thick. It took him half a day to recover. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Your Majesty, this

It's an exception..." That was really the biggest blow she had ever encountered in her life.

Rong Huazheng felt the blood all over his body surge, and said anxiously: "Then do you mean to tell me that I am actually very suitable for martial arts training?" Damn, what news is more exciting than this?

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Rong Huazheng always felt that Yu Wencan's face seemed to be a little red. Well, it should be due to the heat of the porridge. That girl is too thick-skinned.

Rong Huazheng was startled, "What did you say? I slept for two days and two nights?" Mama, is this how bad her drinking capacity is, and she only drank one glass? Oh, no! She can't accept this.

fact.

The little kid didn't say anything, and then he wanted to say something, but he found that Sister Zheng, whom he missed so much, was yawning with her mouth open, and then stretched. After a while, her eyes slowly opened.

"Yeah!" Rong Huazheng bounced up again, then sat down on the bed and magically looked at his whole body, and said excitedly: "Let me just say, one day my martial arts dream will come true, hahaha

…”

In the beginning, there was nothing between the hands, it was just moving. But as I continued to do it, I sat down with dozens of movements, and somehow rotated, suddenly a stream of air gradually formed between my hands, and this air seemed to get stronger and stronger.

It gets bigger and stronger.

Yu Wencan nodded, looked at her, and said deeply: "Come on, straighten your waist and sit up."

Ling'er scratched her head in confusion, was she wrong? She frowned, and Ling'er didn't care about such things. The water she originally brought was already cold, and since the lady had already woken up, she probably wouldn't be willing to let her help.

She wiped her body and said: "Princess, you have slept for two days and two nights. Why don't you have someone boil some water and take a bath?"

Ling'er looked at Rong Huazheng like this, and the towel in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. She trembled and ran outside suddenly. "Madam, wait a minute. I will go find the prince right now."

Rong Huazheng raised his hand as instructed.

Looking sideways at the room, she found that Rong Huating and Xiaowei were both in the room. She opened her mouth to say something to them, but found that a strong feeling of anger suddenly rose in her abdomen!

Rong Huazheng jumped up from the bed, shouting and jumping with excitement. Just when everyone thought the bed would fall down, he suddenly stopped moving and approached Yu Wencan, looking like a curious baby, "But inexplicably, how can I

I know how to fight. I haven’t done anything. Could it be that just by opening up the Rendu and Du meridians, I can do this?” No, in the past, she had opened up the Rendu and Du meridians, but her health was much better, but she had never been able to do so.

Such a feeling.

Rong Huazheng secretly sighed that Yu Wencan had already become a blockbuster without even making a sound. If she remembered correctly, he was teaching her martial arts now, right? Thinking this way, maybe he was too excited and couldn't keep up with his movements.

Then the breath became chaotic. The breath between his hands suddenly became weak. After a while, the breath between the palms was completely gone.

Her laughter was so wild that everyone present was so excited that they had black lines all over their heads.

The two heard the sound, but they didn't dare to make a mistake. They wiped away the tears and snot that flowed out again and shrank into a corner.

Prince Xiyan felt as if he was lame in his arms and legs for a day without seeing Rong Huazheng. He felt uncomfortable all over. He went to Rong Huazheng's room several times a day and asked Ling'er every hour when Rong Huazheng would wake up.

Seeing how hard he wanted to laugh but couldn't, Prince Xiyan was really a caring person, and it was not in vain that Madam Fei treated him so well.

"Your Majesty, why am I like this? What happened?" After thinking about it, Rong Huazheng still asked.

Rong Hua Zheng took a while to take a bath. When she appeared in the main hall, the little kid was so hungry that he lay on the table with his belly in his arms. When he saw Rong Hua Zheng, he pursed his lips and complained: "Sister Zheng, you

So slow."

"After he finished speaking, he did a demonstration.

Yu Wencan's hand holding the spoon stiffened, and his thin lips pursed.

Rong Huazheng watched carefully, and then stretched out her hand to do the same thing. As she was doing it, something magical happened. She actually felt gas flowing in the palms of her hands!

Rong Huating also came holding a book as usual. Hearing this, he moved his eyes from the book to Rong Huazheng's face, glanced at her sleeping contented face, said nothing, and let the little girl

The kid was complaining on the side.

Rong Huazheng frowned, closed her slightly parted lips, and felt the feeling coming from her abdomen attentively. For a moment, she didn't know what the energy in her body was. It was like fire and ice, burning.

boiling, whole belly

"Very good." Since the wheelchair is about the same height as the bed, and both of them are sitting now, Yu Wencan is taller than Rong Hua, so Yu Wen Can is taller in the wheelchair than Rong Hua is in bed.

a little.

Could it be that as the prince said, Sister Zheng did not wake up naturally by herself, so she would feel very uncomfortable?

Rong Huazheng shook his head, "If that's the case, will anyone who drinks this wine have a certain amount of force?"

The little kid wisely covered his little face, hid behind Rong Huating, stuck out his tongue and said, "Sister Zheng is so angry again."

"Of course not!" Rong Huazheng glanced at the book in Xia Houguo's hand and couldn't hear clearly what Yu Wencan said. He only thought about what moves Yu Wencan would use in "Yu Zhen Jing" before he came back to his senses.

When I came here, I remembered what I had promised, and I wanted to slap myself on the ear. Damn it, how could she be so bad at flattering her? Why did she hit the horse's leg!

Yu Wencan listened and nodded, "You are also a person who understands medical skills. Do you feel that your Ren and Du meridians are all connected?"

Rong Huazheng raised his eyes angrily and glanced at it. His eyes lit up when he glanced at the large characters on the writing, ""Yu Zhen Jing""? When he heard the name, he saw the movements of the portrait on the cover.

, Rong Huazheng can be sure that it is a martial arts secret book.

Yu Wencan smiled half-heartedly, "What about embroidery?"

Rong Huazheng breathed a sigh of relief that her body was fine, but she was still a little confused. Since this energy was not hers, how did it get into her body?

Yu Wencan was still reading the book, and Rong Huazheng looked at the porridge that was still steaming, and said: "Your Majesty, the porridge is getting cold..."

Rong Huazheng was a little aggrieved. He had run out of Ying Ming Shen Wu's drinking capacity, and now he was down to one drink. He must have been looked down upon by Yu Wen Can this time, right? Rong Huazheng thought that Yu Wen Can might laugh at him because of this.

Feeling unwilling to do so, he angrily grabbed the quilt under him and twisted it into a ball.

"Sister Zheng, what's wrong with you?!" Rong Huating was startled. He was a relatively attentive person. When he came in, he noticed that Rong Hua Zheng's face was still very good.

Is it just white?

In fact, Rong Huazheng wanted to know what was wrong with her more than anyone else. She shook her head, opened her lips with difficulty, and said in a soft voice: "What are you crying about, little kid? I'm fine..." What she said was shocking.

She was not trying to comfort the little kid. She believed in her own medical skills. There was nothing wrong with her body. And strangely, she found that her Ren and Du meridians were very strange, as if they were all connected.

"Huh?" Yu Wencan narrowed his eyes and stared at her.
To be continued...