I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

At this time, Su Yuwei asked again: "Husband, what skills are you going to teach Xiao Zhao?"

"Are you interested too?"

"No, I want to ask Xiao Zhao to join my Zongheng family. I can accept her as a disciple on behalf of my master and teach her all the martial arts of the Zongheng family."

Su Yuwei blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Li Mu expectantly.

Li Mu was a little surprised and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Su Yuwei hesitated for a while, then said embarrassedly:

"My aptitude is very average. If it weren't for my husband, I would probably still be stuck at the third level."

"But Xiao Zhao is different. At her age, she is a Level 2 genius!"

Li Mu frowned and thought for a while, then said hesitantly:

"Li Ling'er, Mo Liuying, Ying Yu, Chuyi, Shanshan, Xu Doudou... the term 'unparalleled genius' is a bit exaggerated."

Su Yuwei narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Li Mu.

There were a few names she had never heard of, but they were obviously women's names.

He snorted coldly and said, "Ordinary people naturally cannot look at a monster like your husband, but Xiao Zhao's years of martial arts training are probably not even half of those you mentioned."

Li Mu's heart moved and he thought of this.

Xiao Zhao only laid some foundations in his childhood, and then he had little time to practice martial arts. It was not until later when he went to the Prince of Yan's Mansion that he picked up martial arts again with him.

"So, Xiao Zhao is truly a rare genius!"

Seeing that Li Mu had figured it out, Su Yuwei nodded in satisfaction and said coquettishly:

"Please, please, please, please!"

Li Mu's mouth twitched, feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar, hesitantly said:

"But Xiao Zhao previously practiced the external martial arts. How can it be compared with the internal martial arts?"

"Although my husband is very powerful, he doesn't know these common sense, and he doesn't know how the Renzong teaches his disciples."

Hearing Su Yuwei's words, Li Mu felt dazed. It occurred to him that she and Xiao Zhao didn't even know that he was not the real Prince of Yan.

I was thinking about how to tell them, and then I heard Su Yuwei say:

"You probably don't know the speed of my husband's cultivation. Before the second stage, the inner and outer schools are almost the same. Only when you reach the second stage, the inner school will be much more difficult than the outer school."

"How difficult is it?"

Li Mu came back to his senses and asked curiously.

"Hmm~~~ If it's the inner family, without a chance encounter, ordinary people will never be able to reach the first level in their lifetime."

Li Mu took a breath and thought,

"Is it that difficult? It's just a matter of twisting your waist!"

At this time, Xiao Zhao came running in from outside, holding bamboo slips and a carving knife in his hands.

Seeing Li Mu's gaze, he said embarrassedly:

"Xiao Zhao is dull and will probably need a long time to learn. This will help preserve his memory."

As he said this, he grinned at Li Mu.

Li Mu looked at Su Yuwei beside him with a strange look, thinking,

"We are praising you for your genius, but now you are saying you are dull. This is a bit too much."

Su Yuwei smiled awkwardly and waved to Xiao Zhao to sit next to the couch.

Li Mu was sandwiched between two beautiful girls on his left and right, and he couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

At this time, Su Yuwei asked softly:

"I have just discussed this with my husband. Xiao Zhao, are you willing to join my Zongheng family?"

As he said this, as if he was afraid that Xiao Zhao would disagree, he quickly added:

"Don't worry, I am accepting you as my disciple on behalf of my master. You and I are of the same generation. From now on, we will be sisters. It won't affect your service to your master."

Li Mu looked at the two girls back and forth, feeling something strange.

"Master and disciple? Sisters?"

With a gulp, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

However, Xiao Zhao looked embarrassed at this moment, glanced at Li Mu, and whispered:

"But Xiao Zhao has learned the Bamboo Courtyard Records that the great scholar Mu Zhen gave to the young master. If she continues to be the young master's little maid, it will be fine. But if she joins another school, what if the great scholar blames the young master..."

At this point, Xiao Zhao pursed his lips and waved his hand firmly:

"No, no, Sister Yuwei, Xiao Zhao cannot be your sister."

"Yes! Teacher! Why didn't I think of that!"

Li Mu slapped Su Yuwei's thigh and exclaimed.

Li Mu read the "Zhu Ting Lu" countless times, but apart from learning how to use true qi to control the Mohist mechanism, he didn't gain anything else.

But Xiao Zhao made rapid progress after getting "Zhu Ting Lu". In a short period of time, he moved from the third level to the second level.

In one fell swoop, he became the third strongest fighting force in Prince Yan's Mansion at that time, besides Li Ling'er and Ying Yu.

Of course, except Zhang Hanrui.

Li Mu thought of Mu Zhen, and then realized that he hadn't seen him since returning to the exquisite waterside pavilion, so he asked, "By the way, where is the teacher? Which courtyard does he live in?"

"The great scholar Mu Zhen sent someone to tell him that he couldn't refuse his kindness, so he stayed at his old friend's place."

Xiao Zhao answered coquettishly.

"You really have a wide range of friends. You have old friends everywhere."

Li Mu complained in his heart, but laughed:

"Xiao Zhao, when we meet the teacher, how about I ask him to teach you kung fu? With your understanding of the Bamboo Garden Record, the teacher's kung fu will definitely be the most suitable for you."

"Sir, there's no need..."

Li Mu glared slightly, then held Xiao Zhao's slender waist and said fiercely:

"You are the best, thank you, sir."

Xiao Zhao's pretty face immediately flushed, and she said in a whisper:

"Young Master is the best to Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao thanks you!"

"How can I thank you?"

Before Li Mu finished speaking, he saw Su Yuwei suddenly stand up, pull Xiao Zhao and walk out the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to sleep!"

In an instant, only Li Mu was left in the room, along with the sound of a heavy door closing.

Li Mu thought of Xiao Zhao's resentful look when she left, and muttered:

"Weak Water Hall? I don't know what kind of place it is."

. . .

The next day, early in the morning.

Li Mu was having a sweet dream when he suddenly felt something in his heart. He frowned and reached forward.

However, it is soft and smooth to the touch.

When he opened his eyes, he saw two little maids who looked exactly the same standing in front of his bed.

"Qiuju, Dongmei?"

Li Mu sat up and recognized the identities of the two women in front of him by looking at their expressions.

"My Lord, I am here to help you change your clothes and wash up."

Qiuju's tone was a little stuttering, her face was red, and she lowered her head slightly, but her eyes would occasionally glance at Li Mu.

At this time, Li Mu's upper body was naked, with only a thin soft blanket covering his lower body.

After a night of rest and a sweet dream, the blanket was lifted high.

Li Mu didn't mind, but squeezed the soft hand and asked:

"What were you going to do just now?"

"Slave, slave..."

When Qiuju heard this, her face changed slightly and she looked a little panicked. Her knees went weak and she was about to kneel down.

However, her hand was still in Li Mu's. She felt her body lighten and was pulled into Li Mu's arms.

Li Mu pressed Qiu Ju's hand on his chest and said with a wicked smile:

"No need to be sneaky, do you like it?"

Hearing this, Qiu Ju's blush instantly spread to her ears, and she subconsciously replied:

"Hi, I like it!"

Li Mu slowly put his hand into Qiuju's clothes, looked at Dongmei who was standing aside with her head down and silent, and said:

"You go outside first."

When Dongmei heard Li Mu talking to her, her body trembled involuntarily, and then she looked up at Qiuju in Li Mu's arms.

Seeing her dazed eyes, she placed her hand on Li Mu's chest, rubbing it gently from time to time. Then she whispered "yes" and left the room.

"Ah! Prince!"

Qiuju felt the coldness coming from the front of her and Li Mu held her soft spot, and she couldn't help but scream.

"That's only fair, isn't it?"

Li Mu looked at the small white jade hand pressing on his chest and spoke in a leisurely tone.