With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

There are two weapon racks on the back of the huge observation deck, which are equipped with almost all kinds of weapons.

Yuezhen said that those were weapons used by Baili Qingren in his early years. They had been covered in dust for many years, and only Uncle De would come over occasionally to wipe the dust off them.

Shu He nodded, took down one of the swords, and asked, "Uncle De, you also followed the prince into the battlefield, right?"

Yuezhen stepped aside and said, "My mother told me that Uncle De was also a general many years ago, a very powerful one! But for some reason, he later became a steward in the palace. After that, it seems that he never went to the battlefield again."

Just by this one sentence, Shu He had guessed that Uncle De's background was not simple.

As for more details, it is probably not something a maid like Yuezhen can know.

The huge martial arts arena, the endless empty sky, the cool breeze blew her dress, as if to lift her up.

On a whim, she waved the sword in her hand and started practicing.

That was a set of sword techniques that Beiji had once taught her, saying it was suitable for women to practice.

I don't know how he is doing in the National Defense Army...

The sky-blue long skirt danced gracefully on the clean white bluestone slabs. The layers of strength and softness progressed, the body shape changed swiftly, and the footsteps were agile, truly embodying the meaning of "graceful as a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon".

Her sword moves are beautiful and complex, and as she dances, she looks like a graceful dancer, but in fact, every move she makes will burst out with cold murderous intent at the last moment.

Yuezhen was standing at the back, and even though she was not specifically targeted, she was frightened by the murderous aura that came from time to time and kept retreating.

Looking at the woman in front of her, she seemed to see a blue flower blooming independently in the clouds, blooming in full bloom, making all the precious flowers in the world seem worthless.

She finally understood why Prince Li was so humble to her, unlike ordinary people.

Such a brave and bright woman, even she, as a woman herself, couldn't help but admire and love her.

This is much better than the messy dances performed by those dancers kept by the prince!

Shu He was so absorbed in her practice that many images of sword moves flashed through her mind. She had never seen those moves before, and they came to her suddenly. She couldn't wait to replicate them all.

But at this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation in the air, and a sharp airflow came straight behind her.

She thought it was a sneak attack, so she rolled over and attacked the person.

Because the two of them were moving so fast, she could only see that the person was wearing white clothes.

However, she knew very well that this man in white was definitely not the Baili Moqing who liked to wear white clothes.

He first fought Shu He with a folding fan in his hand, relying entirely on his internal strength to collide with Shu He's sword. But obviously, he underestimated this woman in green.

After ten moves, the folding fan in his hand was shattered by Shu He's sword and the burst of internal force.

The man felt a numbness in his palm, took two steps back and stopped.

He looked at the woman who had stopped at the same time, his eyes full of surprise and confusion.

He stepped forward, bowed to Shu He, and said, "Young lady, you are very skilled. I am sorry for being rude!"

Shu He put away his sword and had no good feelings towards the seemingly polite and elegant man in front of him.

If he really felt it was rude, he wouldn't have rushed over rashly.

Seeing her looking at him, he put his hands behind his back, a smile that he thought was very friendly on his lips, "May I know your name, young lady?"

Shu He didn't say anything, because her heart couldn't help but feel disgusted by his hypocritical look.

She had seen elegant and refined men before, and Bei Ji was a good example.

Being truly gentle and refined is like being soft and gentle like jade, knowing the limits, and being able to interact naturally with others in a way that makes people feel comfortable and at ease.

The man before him, however, had a veiled hypocrisy beneath his gentle face. Even if he were noble and handsome, it wouldn't have garnered much favor from him.

Yue Zhen, who was standing behind him, saw who was coming and quickly knelt down to salute, "Greetings to the Eighth Prince!"

Baili Moqi glanced at Yuezhen, with obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes.

I originally wanted to hide my identity and make friends, but unexpectedly, I was exposed by a little maid!

Shu He was a little surprised when he learned the identity of the visitor.

Is he the Eighth Prince, Baili Moqi? Why does his aura seem so different from what she'd heard?

The coldness on his face did not dissipate much.

Just now, she had almost reproduced all the sword moves in her mind. Unfortunately, she was interrupted and missed a few moves. Now she couldn't think of anything.

Seeing her turn and leave without any courtesy, Baili Moqi's expression changed slightly, and the interest in his eyes deepened.

Seeing that the Eighth Prince had no intention of continuing to pester her, Yuezhen quickly bowed and followed Shu He away.

On the way down the mountain, Shu He saw Yue Zhen's pale face and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so nervous?"

Yuezhen hesitated to speak, her hands clasped together, "Miss, that's the Eighth Prince, how could you..."

The Eighth Prince asked her a question, but she didn't even answer. Isn't this a bit too arrogant?

Even though she is Prince Li's person, she has no name or status after all, and her status is far different from that of the high and mighty prince!

"I'm fine, why are you so scared?"

He interrupted her to practice sword moves, and he didn't slap him twice, which was already due to his status as a prince!

"Don't worry, no matter how unhappy the Eighth Prince is, he won't take his anger out on you."

After going down the mountain, Shu He saw Baili Moqi in white standing opposite the water pavilion, looking at her from afar.

Shu He hated this kind of look, which was obviously aggressive and offensive and made people feel very uncomfortable.

It seems that this old man is quite annoying!

Maybe when Zhang Zhirou comes back, they can get together and beat this guy up with his head covered!

Baili Moqi had a smile on his face, his eyes fixed on the woman in green. The green flower dancing with the sword in the air seemed to bloom in his heart and be imprinted in his mind. No matter how he tried to dispel it, it could not be shaken off.

"Eighth Prince, what are you doing here?"

An old voice suddenly sounded behind him, causing Baili Moqi to withdraw his gaze instantly.

He turned his head, a hint of displeasure hidden between his brows, "Uncle De, why are you here?"

Uncle De lowered his eyes, bent slightly, and replied, "The prince saw that you had not returned to the banquet for a long time and was worried that you had lost your way, so he sent this old servant to look for you."

He chuckled, "I've been to the Imperial Uncle's Mansion many times. How could I possibly get lost?"

"It's just that the wine at the banquet was intoxicating, so I came out to get some fresh air." Unexpectedly, an unexpected move brought him an unexpected reward.

After saying that, he looked in the direction of Shu He again, but found that she was no longer there.

"Uncle De, who was that woman in the azure dress just now?"

Without waiting for Uncle De's answer, he half-jokingly said, "Such a beauty that captivates the whole country, could it be that the emperor's uncle has hidden his little darling in the golden house, hiding her from outsiders?"

Bai De's expression changed slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared in his eyes. "Eighth Prince, please don't talk nonsense! That's the woman Prince Li asked our prince to take care of. She's Prince Li's person!"

"Seventh brother?"

Baili Moqi's face almost fell instantly. Such a stunningly talented woman turned out to be Seventh Brother's woman!

Why didn't he receive any news?

"What's her name?" Baili Moqi asked with a gloomy face, almost gritting his teeth.

"I don't know." Bai De leaned over and said, "The prince is still waiting for the Eighth Prince at the banquet. Eighth Prince, please come in!"

Baili Moqi sensed the impatience and disrespect in Bai De's tone. A sinister look appeared in his eyes, and he angrily threw his sleeves and left.

Only after he walked away did Bai De raise his head, his eyes cold.