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

At this time, Su Yuwei hurried in from the door and said:

"Husband, Sister Ge left. No matter what I said, she didn't want to stay."

Then he looked at Tang Qin who had already walked to the door, his face changed, and he asked hurriedly:

"Sister Tang is leaving too?"

Tang Qin nodded slightly, looked at Su Yuwei with some pity, and said softly:

"Come to Ruoshui Hall tomorrow and tell me the name of Prince Yan, and I will apply the medicine for you."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, turned around and looked at Li Mu, and said respectfully:

"I hope you will cherish the person in front of you. I just felt your pulse. You are at a very hot-tempered age. I hope you will cherish your health."

When he said 'hot-tempered', a blush flashed across his face.

Li Mu was feeling complicated at the moment, so he didn't explain anything further.

When Su Yuwei sent Tang Qin away and returned to the hall, Li Mu was still standing there without moving.

"Master!"

Li Mu smiled at Su Yuwei and said:

"Maybe I'm really okay."

Su Yuwei nodded vigorously, but said with some dissatisfaction:

"But they all misunderstood my husband. I'm going to go and explain it to them."

Having said this, he pretended to leave.

Li Mu put his arm around Su Yuwei's slender waist, held her in his arms, and said with a smile:

"However, Siming just said that I was a little irritated and asked me to take care of myself..."

Hearing this, Su Yuwei blushed, and she put her cheek against Li Mu's chest and said in a whisper:

"I haven't had dinner yet."

Hearing this coquettish and shy voice, Li Mu laughed out loud, bent down and picked up Su Yuwei horizontally:

"Eat you first, then eat."

Under the moonlight, the autumn breeze gently blows through the treetops.

The branches swayed slightly, up and down, and the girl's soft humming in the room seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding.

The soft mahogany couch seemed unable to withstand the abuse from the two men and creaked in protest.

For several days, there was no hindrance, rain or shine.

In the past few days, Li Mu has changed his previous laziness.

Whether it was day or night, the practice never stopped.

With the blessing of true qi, I not only gained a deeper understanding of "self-discipline" and "guarding the heart".

What made him even more delighted was that since that day when he saw the long sword condensed by Tang Qin using her true energy, Li Mu had been a little envious.

After continuous attempts, Li Mu was finally able to condense the Qi Mace in his hand, but he found that what he had worked so hard to develop was just a fancy piece that would shatter at the slightest touch and had no practical value at all.

But even so, this scene still stunned Su Yuwei who was standing by.

Li Mu found out only after asking.

It turns out that this method of condensing true qi into weapons is only known by the Yin-Yang School in the world.

Furthermore, only the Yin-Yang School disciples who are friendly to water and have cultivated the Yin-Yang School internal skills to the second level or above can use it.

Not only that, what Li Mu didn't expect was that the Yin-Yang School's martial arts style was completely different from others.

When Li Mu heard that the emperor's preceptor could fight with a sword at short distances, he could no longer hide the yearning in his eyes and he immediately decided to go to the Yin-Yang family to become their disciple and learn the skills.

But Su Yuwei poured a basin of cold water on him from beginning to end.

Although Su Yuwei is a stay-at-home girl who finds everything new and exciting on weekdays, she is, after all, the legitimate heir of the Zongheng family and knows everything about all the families.

Because of the uniqueness of the skills practiced by the Yin-Yang School, masters of the Yin-Yang School should be the rarest among the hundreds of schools.

So few that Li Mu wondered how such a powerful force could survive.

"So, the entire Yin-Yang family, including the national teacher, only has five masters above the second level?"

Li Mu looked at Su Yuwei with some disbelief.

This is not that Li Mu looks down on the Yin-Yang School or does not mention contemporary schools of thought such as Confucianism and Mohism.

Even in a school like the School of Diplomacy, which has always been passed down from one person to another, there are more than a hundred people who are at the second level or above in the side branches that have branched out over the years.

Su Yuwei nodded and said:

"However, the Yin-Yang family has many guest officials, so the overall strength of the Yin-Yang family is not weak, it's just that there are fewer direct descendants."

Li Mu sighed slightly. After learning that the Yin-Yang School only accepted disciples who were friendly with the five elements, he waved goodbye to himself who was fighting with the sword in his mind.

I thought that the Yin-Yang School's painting style looked like that of cultivating immortals.

At this moment, Su Yuwei seemed to remember something, and suddenly looked at Li Mu with her big eyes in astonishment:

"No! Is my husband a hydrophilic person?"

Li Mu was puzzled, and then he heard Su Yuwei say:

"My husband can condense his qi into a weapon just by thinking about it, and, moreover, my husband can heal people's injuries by doing that."

At this point, Su Yuwei's face turned slightly red, but because there was no one around, she said boldly:

"Master Uncle said that this is related to the technique that my husband practices. The healing effect should be from my husband's true qi."

"You mean, just like the way Ruoshuitang treats people?"

When Li Mu heard Su Yuwei's words, he felt that there was some truth in them.

Su Yuwei nodded and asked tentatively:

"Husband, should we go to the Yin-Yang family to have a look? They have a secret method to test the affinity of the five elements."

But now, Li Mu has calmed down. If it is the metal element that can fly the sword, Li Mu is still somewhat interested. But if it is just for healing, Li Mu thinks it is better not to learn it, so as not to miss a good opportunity.

He waved his hand and said, "Forget it. I am a student of Confucianism now."

Su Yuwei thought about it and realized that she was too excited before and forgot about it.

After all, in her opinion, with Li Mu's qualifications, if he could really practice the Yin-Yang School's skills, he might become the first first-class water-related Si Ming in the Yin-Yang School in the past hundred years.

"Let's go, Xiao Zhao should have prepared breakfast. We need to have a good rest after a hard night's work."

Li Mu stretched lazily and spoke slowly.

Su Yuwei rolled her beautiful eyes at Li Mu, but the expression on her face was indescribably sweet.

However, at this moment, a breathless little maid came running from a distance.

Li Mu frowned and looked for a long time before he asked uncertainly:

"Dongmei?"

Dongmei saw that Li Mu recognized her at once, her face flushed, she hummed softly, knelt down and saluted, and said softly:

"Your servant Dongmei greets the prince and the madam."

"What happened?"

"Imperial edict! There is an imperial edict!"

Li Mu was stunned for a moment and asked, "What imperial decree?"

"I heard from the father-in-law who delivered the imperial edict that it was an imperial edict granting marriage."

Li Mu's heart moved, and just as he was about to raise his foot, he remembered that Su Yuwei was still beside him. He looked at her awkwardly, but saw that Su Yuwei was also looking at him:

"Husband, no, sir, it must be His Majesty's order for you to marry Princess Yunhe. Let's go and receive the order."

Then he turned to look at Dongmei and ordered:

"From today on, I am the prince's maid just like you. You are to order everyone not to call me 'Madam' anymore. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Li Mu felt a little unhappy. Just as he was about to speak, Su Yuwei leaned close to his ear and said:

"Sir, the prince consort of the Xing Dynasty is not allowed to take concubines. Let's not make things complicated. Let's marry your little princess home first."

Hearing Su Yuwei's words, Li Mu was stunned on the spot. He pinched his thigh hard and then cried out.

"Yuwei..."

"What? When we first met, you were the second son of Prince Yan's Mansion. Do you think you are dreaming now?"

Su Yuwei couldn't help laughing when she saw Li Mu's look. Thinking of the scene when they first met, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Luckily I met you!"

Li Mu smacked his lips. No matter whether Su Yuwei was sincere or just trying to control men, it was very useful to him.

He waved his hand and said, "Let's go and receive the order!"

Su Yuwei looked at Li Mu's back, sighed slightly, and whispered: "Master uncle is right, he really doesn't look like a prince at all, how can he be the King of Yan in the future!"

...

In the main hall.

Li Mu listened to Eunuch Deng reading the imperial edict with a smile on his face, and suddenly he froze in place.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

After hearing Eunuch Deng's reminder, he came to his senses and asked quickly:

"Lu Jianjia? Shouldn't it be Princess Yunhe?"