The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Yun Mujiu looked down at the blue book and said, "This is the martial arts book that the prince gave me."

"Princess, there is no problem with the book. I was just a little surprised for a moment. This book has always been kept in the prince's secret room." Ying Liu concealed the surprise on his face and looked respectful.

It seems that Ye Xiaohan's feelings for Yun Mujiu are really deep that he even took out this unique secret book.

Yun Mujiu noticed Ying Liu's subtle expression, "The prince gave me five books in total and asked me to study the contents of the books according to my own situation."

"Five?" Ying Liu was not calm anymore. "The prince gave you, Princess, five secret manuals!"

Yun Mujiu guessed that these books must be valuable and rare, and should be the unique martial arts secrets of Zhongyue Kingdom.

"I took a look at these books, they are all well written! These books should be the only copies in Zhongyue Kingdom, or even in the three kingdoms of Zhongyue, Beihan, Nantai, right?"

"Princess, these five books are secret manuals that the prince spent a lot of effort to obtain in his early years. There is no other copy in the entire Xingyue Continent. Even the most powerful Eastern Empire in Xingyue Continent cannot find these books."

Ying Liu bent down and warned, "If any of these books were to be taken out and known to the world, it would surely cause a bloody storm."

Yun Mujiu's expression became more solemn. "I understand. I will take better care of these books."

Ying Liu said again: "The contents of the book are diverse, and some parts are obscure and difficult to understand. Even secret guards like us who have innate physical advantages cannot comprehend a considerable part of the content in the book. In fact, for many years, only the prince has comprehended and mastered these five secret books..."

Yun Mujiu nodded solemnly, weighing the pros and cons in his heart. Ye Xiaohan's martial arts skills were close to the level of martial arts emperor, while she was just an ordinary person with little internal strength.

She, Yun Mujiu, is not a flower in a greenhouse that needs careful care, but a wild grass that can survive on cliffs in the wild. She has tenacious vitality and will never bow to reality!

Therefore, she will practice martial arts seriously, not only for the day when she can truly stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Xiaohan with real strength, but also for her unyielding heart that has lofty ambitions and looks to the future!

Yun Mujiu returned to the dormitory, spread out the five books given by Ye Xiaohan, and looked at them.

The four books are dedicated to a certain topic, and their categories are: sword techniques, boxing classics, martial arts, and light power and internal strength.

The last one is a comprehensive book, which includes some unique martial arts from various places and schools.

Yun Mujiu began to look forward to what level she would reach. After thinking for a while, Yun Mujiu put away the five books and carefully put them into the doctor's system.

The doctor system is the best place for her to store and keep items. Even if someone kidnaps her, they cannot take away the doctor system bound to her consciousness.

The bright lights were still on in the Ye Mansion's study, and the surroundings were quiet, without even the sound of human voices.

Suddenly, there was a low conversation at the door of the study.

"Is the prince still handling official business?"

"My princess, the prince is not done yet."

"Then I will wait here until the prince is done with his work."

Ye Xiaohan raised his head and called out, "Princess, please come in."

The two guards immediately opened the door and Yun Mu walked in gracefully.

"Your Majesty, you have been busy for so long, you should have a good rest."

"Okay." Ye Xiaohan put down the work in his hands and looked at Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu walked to Ye Xiaohan and handed him a cup of tea.

A faint fragrance came over, and what Ye Xiaohan smelled at the tip of his nose was the fresh fragrance emanating from Yun Mujiu's body after he had just taken a bath.

Ye Xiaohan took a sip of tea and said, "Mu Mu, why don't you take a rest earlier? You are exhausted today."

"I'm not tired, Your Majesty is the one who is tired. You have to deal with so many things every day, and you still take so much time to wait for me in the Herb Hall."

Ye Xiaohan now spoke words of comfort without any hesitation, and he didn't have to think carefully about how to say comforting words.

He blurted out: "I am used to being so busy. After my father and mother passed away, I have lived alone until today. With you here, I feel that life has become more interesting..."

Yun Mujiu felt distressed, "My Lord, you still have me. We still have each other's company."

Under the rule of the imperial power, outsiders are eyeing him covetously. It must have been very difficult for Ye Xiaohan to get to where he is today. It is rumored that the regent is cruel and brutal, but if Ye Xiaohan was not cruel, he would have died in this cannibalistic world.

Yun Mujiu said softly: "Then can I massage your shoulders? This is my first time to massage someone's shoulders."

Ye Xiaohan was moved, "Okay."

Yun Mujiu pressed her hands on Ye Xiaohan's broad shoulders, feeling his strong muscles, and she suddenly had some unprecedented fantasies in her mind.

Mmm... it feels really good...

Ye Xiaohan is so strong... hehe...

Then there is still some difference in body shape between her and Ye Xiaohan...

...

Seeing that Yun Mujiu hadn't moved for a long time, Ye Xiaohan asked, "Are you tired?"

"Ah?" Yun Mujiu came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "No, no, I was thinking about which acupuncture point massage method to use."

Yun Mujiu immediately started massaging. Ye Xiaohan closed his eyes, quietly feeling the tranquility and beauty of the moment.

Yun Mujiu found some important acupuncture points on Ye Xiaohan's neck, such as Jianjing, Tianding and Jugu. Then he massaged along the muscle texture of Ye Xiaohan's shoulders and neck with his palms and fingertips.

After a while, Yun Mujiu finished the massage, "My Lord, how do you feel?"

Ye Xiaohan opened his eyes and turned to look at Yun Mujiu, "Very good. Once Mujiu presses, I don't feel tired anymore."

In fact, he has a strong body to support him, so he won't feel tired easily. Now Yun Mujiu took the initiative to offer a massage, and he enjoyed it, so he wouldn't say that he wasn't tired.

Ye Xiaohan's action just proved the saying: "The crying child gets the milk..."

Yun Mujiu curled his lips and smiled: "It's good that it works. If you are tired in the future, I will give you a massage."

Yun Mujiu was delighted. The massage could not only help Ye Xiaohan relieve fatigue, but she could also get some benefits from this handsome man.

She suddenly had an idea and wanted to check Ye Xiaohan's pulse again. "My Lord, let me check your pulse."

Ye Xiaohan reached out his hand and Yun Mujiu took his pulse.

Then, Yun Mujiu said happily: "The prince's condition is getting better every day, and he will be able to undergo surgery soon."

A faint smile flashed across Ye Xiaohan's eyes, "I look forward to standing up and walking with Mu Mu."

Yun Mujiu remembered the night when the assassins attacked the palace, and Ye Xiaohan used his inner strength to stand up. That was the first time Ye Xiaohan stood in front of her, and his whole body was tall and there was an invisible sense of oppression.

Looking back now, she felt that Ye Xiaohan gave her a sense of security.

Yun Mujiu said: "Okay, I still have a lot of things to do with the prince."

Ye Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, not sure whether Yun Mujiu was talking about a simple, ordinary incident, or a deep-seated intimate contact between lovers...

Looking at Yun Mujiu's innocent smile, Ye Xiaohan felt annoyed: Why do I think so much!

Yun Mujiu looks like an innocent little white rabbit. How could I dream about her alone in my heart?

What Ye Xiaohan didn't know was that Yun Mujiu realized after he finished speaking: Did he speak too fast? What if Ye Xiaohan misunderstood that he had other bad intentions?

Yun Mujiu turned around and comforted herself: So what! Ye Xiaohan is hers anyway, she can do whatever she wants!

A smile appeared on Yun Mujiu's face, but this smile concealed a deeper meaning.