After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

Yuan Qing nodded truthfully, "It is indeed the first time I have seen it."

She wasn't wrong either.

The original owner had not come into contact with many men from other families. Apart from the men from her own family, most of them were princes in the palace. At that time, they were still young and had not yet established their character, and there were indeed very few people like him.

But she looked away after a glance, stood up on her own, and patted the dirt off her body: "Where is the room assigned to me? I want to rest for a while. I am too tired from traveling."

As he said this, he covered his mouth and yawned.

Gong Xuan looked at it strangely.

Isn't it said that young ladies from aristocratic families value manners the most? However, the girl in front of him not only has no manners, but also has a carefree style that is rare among women in the martial arts world.

"The room has already been prepared for you, let your uncle take you there."

"Thank you, Master. I'll go back to my room to pack up first." Yuan Qing bowed.

Because she was special, a single room was prepared for her early on, while the other disciples' rooms were for two people.

In order to prevent anyone from bullying her, she deliberately chose to choose a room next to the owner's yard. This way, even if someone wanted to do something secretly at night, they would be noticed by the owner's secret guards.

It really solved the problem that had been bothering her for many days.

Yuan Qing closed the doors and windows and slept until dinner time.

Then she turned around and almost frightened herself to death.

The room was dark, but outside it was brightly lit.

In the light of the lamp, the door was dark, with many round shadows crowded on it, and they were shaking constantly.

Yuan Qing calmed down, walked gently to the door, and listened to the sounds outside.

Chirping, it sounded like a group of young boys were talking in low voices.

"Why are you still asleep at this hour?"

"I heard from my father that the guy who came here is an ugly boy who doesn't know any martial arts. Now you don't have to worry about my status anymore!"

"Can such a weak guy resist the pranks of the senior brothers?"

"Then should we still do it? What if we get scared to death?"

"..."

Yuan Qing just wanted to laugh when he heard it.

In her opinion, these people looked just like the rebellious young people who fought and ganged up on each other in school.

Being young and frivolous, he was full of vigor and vitality and had never experienced any real hardship.

It is no wonder that the people in power of the Gong family are eager to cooperate with Wen Chengyu, send this group of people to the secular world for training, and then slowly lead the Gong family into the eyes of the world.

Yuan Qing raised his head, put on the shoes in his hand, and suddenly opened the door.

A group of people rushed into the room.

There were several people in front who were still lying on the ground.

"Little bastard, move your feet away, you are stepping on me!" A bold voice roared from the bottom of the crowd.

The young man named Xiao Sanzi hurriedly used his Qinggong skills to fly backwards, and everyone was able to rescue the person trapped underneath.

Yuan Qing couldn't help but sigh.

As expected of the Gong family, which is famous for its martial arts, any one of them is not simple.

She timidly reached out her hand towards the person who was pinned down, her eyes dodging, and tried to pull him up.

But she always remembered her own character and did not speak.

The man got up cursing.

He suddenly looked up and saw a dark and thin boy, looking at him timidly with a pair of clear eyes.

With so many people watching, if he bullied such a skinny kid in public, his reputation would be ruined.

He glared at her fiercely and walked away.

When he left, he threatened: "My name is Gong Kai. If you see me in the future, remember to take a detour!"

The young men who came to watch the show followed the Little Overlord and flocked away.

……

Where is the school bully?

She was ready to grit her teeth and refuse to admit defeat, and shed tears silently.

Then, with the scars on his face, he casually walked around in front of the elders.

This is an acting skill that has nowhere to be used.

Generally, when new disciples arrive, the Gong family will hold a small banquet, firstly to express their welcome to the new disciples, and secondly to allow the new disciples to communicate with other disciples in advance.

As for the content of the communication, it is often done in a more direct way such as a competition.

Since Yuan Qing came rather suddenly and the Gong family was not prepared at the moment, her banquet was moved to two days later, the day when she and other disciples entered the hall to study.

"According to the time, Ayi should have been here a long time ago."

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure appeared behind her and called out, "Aqing.

Mission accomplished, all the portraits in the North City Palace were burned to ashes... nothing about you is left."

The voice was low and suppressed, and there was a slight tremor, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

Something seemed to be wrong with the little guard.

She didn't even bother to light the candle, she just turned around and touched his cheek, all the way down.

When she reached her chest, she felt something sticky on her fingers.

Yuan Yi groaned.

is blood!

he got hurt!

Yuan Qing stumbled to the table, lit a candle, and illuminated the pale face of the little guard.

Looking down, there were several bloody marks on the chest, where the blade had cut through and the flesh had been turned up.

She said nothing, but took the medicine silently.

Yuan Yi felt guilty, so he took off his shirt obediently.

Looking at Yuan Qing's gloomy face, he opened his mouth several times to speak but remained silent.

After carefully treating his wound, Yuan Qing lay down on his side beside him.

Yuan Yi immediately became panicked.

He could endure her scolding, punishment, and even more cruel methods. He could do it.

But I am only afraid of her attitude.

Ignore it and don't ask anything.

"Master, did I do something wrong?" Yuan Yi asked carefully behind her, pulling her clothes.

He would only go back to using his old name when he felt extremely insecure.

The two remained silent.

Until the candle burns out.

The room fell into darkness again.

"What have you been doing these days?" Yuan Qing suddenly spoke.

She knew that the problems between the two of them could not be left overnight and should be solved on the same day. If they were delayed, both of them would be stubborn and it would lead to bigger conflicts in the future.

Yuan Yi felt uneasy and couldn't fall asleep in the first place.

Hearing Yuan Qing willing to speak, he quickly replied: "I went to ask Senior Kuang Ce for advice."

Yuan Qing sat up suddenly and stared at where Yuan Yi was, "What do you want to ask him for advice?"

"I feel that Senior Kuang Ce's martial arts are among the best in the martial arts world. If I go to him for guidance, I will definitely gain something."

Yuan Yi wanted to grab her hand, but he pulled her wound instead, and lay back down in pain. "I just want to protect my master."

Yuan Qing was so angry that she laughed. Should she say that the young guard was stupid or that he was loyal to the point of risking his life?

"Do you know who Kuang Ce is?

He is an absolute lunatic!

I know you are doing this for my own good and want to improve your martial arts skills. That's fine.

But as long as you open your mouth, there are plenty of martial arts masters in the Yuan Dynasty. Who of them can't teach you?

Why did you have to go find that lunatic?

He has learned some life-threatening moves from gangsters. Have you ever thought about what would happen if you can't defeat him and die in his hands?

You may be lucky this time, but what about next time, and the next time?

If you continue to be like this and don't take your life seriously, you should not stay by my side anymore."

Yuan Qing's tone gradually became cold and hard.