The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

When Ruan Siqi was poisoned and fell into a coma, Ye Tingshen had already left Qingfeng and returned to Zidan.

Therefore, Ruan Siqi had only heard of Ye Tingshen but had never seen him in person. Even though she had seen him from afar on the battlefield and had a glimpse of him, she had never been able to see his true appearance. This was their formal first meeting.

He had heard that when he was unconscious, Xiaojiu treated this Purple Dan War King completely differently from others. Now, upon seeing his appearance, he was indeed the one who made Xiaojiu's heart beat.

But so what? He was now Xiao Jiu's legitimate husband. Even if Ye Tingshen had to queue up, he would only be ranked after six, seven, eight, or nine.

Haha, thinking of this, Ruan Siqi felt a little relieved, and looked at Ye Tingshen calmly.

Ye Tingshen knew very little about this adopted son of the Ruan family. He only knew that he was still unconscious when he lived in the general's mansion, and he had no contact with him. But when he looked at Ruan Siqi's eyes, why did he always feel that there seemed to be a hint of hostility in them? Could it be that she was afraid that he would compete for Ruan Xiaojiu's favor?

That would be interesting. Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows and looked away. After all, he had been here for five years. Although he was living a miserable life and his life was not satisfactory, he was still very good at observing people's words and expressions. However, he did not intend to look at anyone's face when he returned this time, except Ruan Xiaojiu.

"It seems that you and I don't have much friendship, so it can't be said that we haven't seen each other for a long time?"

Ye Tingshen's aura was no less than Ruan Siqi's. The two of them had a disagreement and it seemed as if they were about to come to blows at the next moment.

"Really? Since we're not familiar with each other, why did you insist on coming to see me?" After Ruan Siqi relaxed, she sat more casually and spoke with some provocation.

"What I meant at that time was that since the Ninth Prince was not here, I would meet the manager here. I didn't say that I had to meet you. You are just being wishful thinking." Ye Tingshen roughly guessed Ruan Siqi's identity and status at the moment, but so what?

"Oh, that was the servant's mistake. Unfortunately, I'm now the head of this palace, and I have the final say in everything here. So, can you tell me why you wanted to see me?"

Ye Tingshen felt extremely depressed and didn't know what to say at this moment.

"I think I'll wait until the prince returns. It's not a serious matter, but I've been traveling for days and am extremely tired. I hope Young Master Ruan can arrange a place for me to stay, preferably close to my brother, so that it will be convenient for me to visit him."

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for Prince Zhan to stay here! You are the prince of Zidan, so you should stay in a separate residence and report to the emperor. I don't want my prince to be burdened with any shameful rumors because of your stay."

Ye Ting narrowed his eyes and secretly groaned in his heart. He really did not expect that the young master of the Ruan family would be so difficult to deal with. He was so slippery.

"I am not here to represent the Zidan Kingdom, but to deal with some private matters, so there is no need to disturb the emperor." Ye Tingshen clenched his teeth and squeezed out these words, but he felt helpless in his heart.

"Oh? A private matter? I wonder what it is. Could it be related to my prince? Then I should listen to you."

Ye Tingshen looked at Ruan Siqi coldly, then said as if relieved, "Oh? Since Young Master Ruan is the one who makes the decision, it's fine for me to say it, but the premise is that you are the one who makes the decision."

Ruan Siqi rolled her eyes. "Except for things that go against my prince's principles, and also things that I can't do."

"Haha, just tell me what you can do and that's it." Ye Tingshen said.

.........

Feng Liushang saw that Ruan Siqi had not returned for a long time and was curious about what he had been doing.

So he asked everyone to fix their posture and he went to take a look.

As soon as he left, Yun Yizhou, Han Yuchen and others behind him immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much! How can this be called martial arts training? Isn't this the prince's revenge on us?"

Yun Yizhou complained while rubbing his thigh at the crotch.

"Feng Liushang is not a human being. He doesn't practice himself but only knows how to train us martial arts novices. It's really too much." Wu Zhenkai looked angry.

Guan Qian'an was just rubbing his legs and couldn't get a word in.

"We've been studying for half a month, but we haven't seen any results. Yaya's legs are almost broken, and the pain is killing me. This secret manual can't be fake! It's not a high-level martial arts secret manual at all, it's just something that harms people."

Han Yuchen really didn't want to practice anymore. He had never suffered such hardship in his life. Every night when he lay in bed, he only had one feeling, that is pain. His waist hurt, his legs hurt, his arms hurt, and there was no place on his body that felt good.

He looked at Xiao Zeming and saw that he seemed to be able to endure it. He took a break and continued practicing. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Xiao, isn't it painful? This kind of torture-like training doesn't seem to be working. Now that Feng Baopi is not here, we can take a break. You should stop practicing and rest for a while."

When everyone heard Han Yuchen trying to persuade Xiao Zeming, they all turned to look at him. They didn't understand why Xiao Zeming, who was the most resistant at the beginning, had become the most proactive.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao, don't practice for now. Everyone is slacking off, and you are the only one practicing. You seem out of place." Yun Yizhuo also echoed.

Xiao Zeming just glanced at everyone indifferently, with a thin layer of sweat on his face, but he had no intention of stopping.

"It's not that Xiao Zeming, what do you mean by that look? Everyone is letting you rest out of kindness. Who are you looking down on with that look?" Yun Yizhuo said dissatisfiedly.

Seeing that Xiao Zeming ignored Yun Yizhou and continued practicing, Guan Qian'an quickly got up and continued to practice the basic postures.

Because they complained every day, Ruan Siqi specially allowed them to do horse stance when they were cheating to the limit. This was a good turning point.

So now Guan Qian'an stood up and squatted in a horse stance instead of continuing to torture his legs.

Wu Zhenkai's eyes flickered as he said, "Aren't you curious about what the princess and Feng Liushang are doing? Usually, no matter what important matters they have, they always leave at least one person to supervise us."

Yun Yizhou immediately became alert, "What are they doing?"

"Just now, when that little Fuzi came to report, the princess happened to be by my side. I heard it clearly, and it seemed that it was the prisoner that the prince captured in Qionghai that was brought here."

"The prisoner is the Seventh Prince of Zidan?" Han Yuchen also came close to the two of them with a gossipy look on his face.

"Then should we go and take a look secretly?" Yun Yizhuo said eagerly.

Wu Zhenkai continued, "Why are you so anxious? I also heard that Ye Tingshen has also come along. I'm confused. The prince clearly didn't arrest him. I really don't know what he meant by walking into a trap."