The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

As the aroma of the soon-to-be-ripened roasted lamb continued to waft around, more and more people on the field had their stomachs growling. Even Xin Wenyuan and the Third Prince, who were still fighting, slowed down their fight when they smelled the aroma. The two fighters finally appeared in front of everyone.

Both of them had a lot of bruises on their bodies, but it seemed that Xin Wenyuan was the most seriously injured. After all, the wound on his chest was visible to everyone. As for the Third Prince, apart from looking a little disheveled, there didn't seem to be many injuries on his body.

They kept fighting until the lamb was thoroughly cooked. Suddenly they stopped and stood still, looking at each other. Seeing this, Zeng Wenyu tore off two lamb legs from the roasted mist sheep beside him and threw them over. The two men grabbed the two lamb legs in their hands without even looking back. They didn't look like royal aristocrats at all. They picked up the lamb legs and started to tear and gnaw on them.

The Third Prince swallowed the mutton in his mouth, and his eyes lit up: "Great! This leg of mutton tastes so delicious! It seems that your subordinate is not only strong, but also a good cook! Come on, let the soldiers cook."

"Third brother, what you said is wrong. This is my guest. He is the honored guest who saved my younger sister and sent her back. He is not my subordinate."

When the Third Prince heard this, he paused in tearing the lamb leg. He turned his head to look at Zeng Wenyu for a while, his lips trembled a few times, but in the end he did not speak. He knew that Xin Wenyuan had already confirmed the identity of his younger sister, and if he said too much now, he would put himself in a disadvantageous position. He could only look in the direction of Princess Xianglan with an apologetic look.

"Haha, big brother, don't say that. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The battle between us has not yet been decided. Big brother, you should eat quickly. I will use all my strength in a moment!"

"It doesn't matter. After all, I'm going to go all out next time. You better be careful then, Third Brother."

“Hahaha, big brother! I didn’t participate when father and I were fighting for the country. I was born when father ascended the throne, but I have been a prince for all these years, and I have never slacked off in all these years.” The third prince paused here, as if to remind Xin Wenyuan that he did not grow up in luxury. “Big brother, let me see the strength you have honed when you fought with father!”

Throwing away the lamb leg bone that he had already eaten clean, the Third Prince watched Xin Wenyuan swallow the last piece of lamb leg. The two men had rested enough and collided again!

Before returning to his tent, Mu Zhi and Princess Xianglan left half a sheep for Zeng Wenyu. Zeng Wenyu quickly ate the remaining half of the sheep. Looking at the sky which was already getting dim, he glanced at Xin Wenyuan and the third prince who were still acting over there, shook his head and returned to the tent.

When Zeng Wenyu had a nap and came out of the tent after hearing the noise, it was already daybreak again. Outside, the Third Prince and Xin Wenyuan were both lying on the ground, with wounds of varying sizes on their bodies. The Third Prince looked seriously injured, with his chest sunken.

Not long after Zeng Wenyu came out, Mu Zhi came out of the tent. The two looked at each other and walked towards Xin Wenyuan. On Xin Wenyuan's side, Princess Xianglan was looking at him anxiously.

"Make way, make way." Zeng Wenyu pushed aside the Prince's Guards who were guarding Xin Wenyuan. When the Prince's Guards saw Zeng Wenyu, they immediately made way for him.

Walking to Xin Wenyuan and looking at him lying on the ground, Zeng Wenyu frowned. Although he knew that Xin Wenyuan and the third prince were acting, it was too real. He was seriously injured, and the only reason he could stay conscious was because Crown Princess Youruo and Princess Xianglan were constantly supplying spiritual energy into his body. Looking at Xin Wenyuan who was so seriously injured, he was already like this, and the third prince's injuries must not be light either.

Looking at Xin Wenyuan lying on the ground, Zeng Wenyu took out a gourd from his storage ring. It was given to him by his third senior sister Li Shengnan when he left Dandingmen. The gourd was filled with healing pills.

He opened the lid and poured out a pill from the gourd. Zeng Wenyu handed the pill to the Crown Princess: "Crown Princess, give this pill to the Crown Prince. It is a medicine for healing."

Without hesitation, Youruo immediately fed the pill into Xin Wenyuan's mouth. Then she took the water bag from the prince's guard next to her and used water to help Xin Wenyuan swallow the pill in his mouth. At the same time, she used her own spiritual energy to help Xin Wenyuan quickly refine the medicinal power.

Seeing that Xin Wenyuan had swallowed the pill, Zeng Wenyu was about to leave, but Xin Wenyuan suddenly grabbed Zeng Wenyu: "Ahem... Zeng... Brother Zeng... can you... help me give it to the third brother..."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will definitely help if I can. I'm just afraid that the people on the Third Prince's side won't believe me."

"Let...don't worry...the Third Brother has already...admitted defeat...his men...will let you go...let you pass..."

Nodding, Zeng Wenyu left Xin Wenyuan and walked along the path cleared by the Prince's Guards to the Third Prince.

The third prince was surrounded by his personal soldiers. When they saw Zeng Wenyu walking towards them, they became very nervous, fearing that Zeng Wenyu would suddenly attack.

"Ahem... Can you please make way for me? The Crown Prince asked me to deliver a healing pill to the Third Prince," Zeng Wenyu said. Seeing that the guards had no intention of moving aside, Zeng Wenyu continued, "Well, I won't make it difficult for you. If you can't make up your mind, then please have someone go in and tell someone who can make up their mind."

After Zeng Wenyu said this, there was a movement from one of the Third Prince's personal soldiers. One of the soldiers immediately walked inside. After a while, the Third Prince's steward came out hurriedly without saying much. He pulled Zeng Wenyu's arm and asked the soldiers to make way, then walked in with Zeng Wenyu.

"Old man, you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? What are you afraid of? Who in the entire imperial city doesn't know the prince's temper? And before the master fainted, he told me that if the prince sent someone over, they would definitely not harm him. The master trusts the prince so much, so how could I, as the master's servant, not trust the master?"

Although the butler said so, Zeng Wenyu still saw a hint of unnaturalness on the butler's face, but he did not point it out, just followed the butler to the side of the third prince.

The Third Prince's injury was indeed much more serious than the Crown Prince's. Zeng Wenyu looked at him for a while, and finally he poured out a pill from the gourd. The pill gave off a medicinal fragrance as soon as it was taken out. He handed the pill to the butler: "If you believe in me, give this pill to the Third Prince, and then use your spiritual energy to help him refine the medicinal power in the pill. I guarantee that the Third Prince will be fine."