The princess regretted it.

Hongyu listened to Jin'an's instructions and simply replied with a confused "yes," a hint of uncertainty in her voice. Then she slowly turned and walked out the door. As she was leaving, she stumbled over the threshold and nearly fell. Flustered, she steadied herself, patted her chest, and gathered herself before quickly leaving.

Although she didn't understand why the princess wanted her to inquire about that, she always let go of things she couldn't figure out. She just wanted to complete the task well.

As soon as Hongyu left, Madam Zhao hurried in with a plate of dragon beard pastry. Her face was filled with concern, and her steps were hurried with a hint of urgency. "Princess, you must be starving! Come and try this dragon beard pastry! It's freshly made and still warm." Madam Zhao said as she gently placed the plate on the table.

Jin An felt a warm feeling in his heart as he watched Madam Zhao's nervous expression. He smiled and took a small piece of dragon beard cake from the plate. "Madam, thank you for your hard work." Jin An took a bite of the dragon beard cake, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth.

Zhao Mama looked at Jin An eating the dragon beard cake with a pleased smile on her face. "Princess, it's not hard for me. These are all made by Qingli."

Jin An ate the dragon beard pastry in small bites, looking elegant and demure. Suddenly, she asked, "Where's Han Shuang?"

Nanny Zhao lowered her head and laughed. Jin'an turned around and looked at her with a puzzled look on his face, "What's wrong?" "She is teaching Ziyun martial arts." Nanny Zhao said, holding back her laughter.

"Huh?" Jin An looked at Madam Zhao in surprise, his eyes wide open, full of surprise.

"Ziyun had seen Hanshuang getting up early to practice sword before, and she was very envious, so she wanted Hanshuang to teach her. Hanshuang didn't refuse and agreed." As Zhao Ma said this, she tried hard to hold back her laughter, and the expression on her face looked very interesting.

Jin An saw her expression and felt there might be something fishy going on. She was now filled with curiosity and no longer wanted to eat the dragon beard pastry. She stood up and said, "Where are they? Ma'am, take me to see them!"

Seeing that Princess Jin'an hadn't eaten much, Nanny Zhao tried to persuade her to eat a little more. "Princess, aren't you hungry? Eat a little more. They won't be finished soon."

Jin An waved his hand and said decisively: "I don't want to eat anymore. Ma'am, please take me to see someone first." After that, he walked out the door first.

Seeing this, Madam Zhao took two quick steps, then stopped, turned back, took the dragon beard pastry, and followed Princess Jin'an.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the backyard of Feiyu Hall. This place was relatively open and secluded. From a distance, they could see Ziyun standing under a tree in a horse stance with a bowl on his head; Hanshuang was standing next to Ziyun with a small wooden stick in her hand.

Jin'an made a gesture to stop, and Madam Zhao took the opportunity to stand behind Princess Jin'an. Jin'an gestured to Madam Zhao to silence her. Then, the two of them approached quietly, their figures concealed. As they approached, they had a clearer view of Ziyun and Hanshuang's situation.

They must have been practicing for a while, as a thin layer of sweat had already formed on Ziyun's forehead, and her cheeks were flushed. She bit her lip tightly, trying to maintain her horse stance, a hint of stubbornness in her eyes. Han Shuang, with a serious expression, looked at Ziyun like an old scholar, shaking his head and glancing at her from time to time, gently waving the small wooden stick in his hand from time to time, as if reminding her to maintain the correct posture. He kept muttering, "Keep your back straight! Hold on a little longer."

Jin An looked at this scene and inexplicably felt like laughing. At this moment, Zhao Ma came close to Jin An, her eyes full of doubts, as if asking the princess, "Do we have to hide here?"

Jin'an blinked, a playful glint in his eyes, signaling her to be patient. Madam Zhao immediately understood her meaning and nodded ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly. Then, Madam Zhao passed the plate she was holding to Jin'an, raised her chin slightly, and motioned for her to eat.

Jin An looked at the plate. The dragon beard crisps on the plate exuded an enticing aroma. She took a piece of dragon beard crisps and took a bite. There was a "crunch" sound, and before she had time to chew, she heard Han Shuang's voice: "Who?"

Then, Jin An saw a figure flash before her eyes. Before she could react, Han Shuang was already in front of her. She stared at Han Shuang with her mouth open, her eyes blinking. But Zhao Ma was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure, and her body involuntarily stretched out her arms to block Jin An.

Ziyun was so frightened by Hanshuang's action that he stumbled and the bowl on his head fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a "bang".

Han Shuang looked at Jin An and Madam Zhao, startled for a moment, then reacted to the sound of the broken bowl and quickly bowed, saying, "Princess, please forgive me. I didn't know you were here."

Jin An finally came to his senses, slowly closed his mouth, swallowed the dragon beard pastry in his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's okay, get up. But you, you reacted really quickly."

Zhao Mama also breathed a sigh of relief at this time. She lowered her arms and looked at Han Shuang and said, "You little girl, you really scared this old servant."

Han Shuang lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Don't blame me, Madam. I just heard some noise and thought something was wrong."

Ziyun also ran over in panic, her face full of worry, and asked anxiously, "Princess, are you hurt?"

Jin An looked at Ziyun's nervous expression, feeling a little embarrassed. He laughed dryly and said, "It's okay. I was the one who disturbed you two. I just came to take a look. You guys continue."

With that, he led Madam Zhao to a chair in the corridor. The chair was crafted from fine wood and intricately carved. Jin An slowly sat down, his posture graceful and dignified. Madam Zhao stood respectfully by, still holding the plate of dragon beard pastries. Jin An tilted his head slightly, looking in the direction of Ziyun and Hanshuang.

Han Shuang looked at Princess Jin'an's relaxed demeanor and thought to herself, "She's preparing to watch openly, but suddenly she's a little nervous." Then, she gathered herself and said to Ziyun, "Sister Ziyun, please continue. We still have half an incense stick left."

Ziyun glanced at Han Shuang, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he said embarrassedly: "Han Shuang, I'm sorry, I broke the bowl again."

Han Shuang waved her hand and said seriously: "It's okay, there is another stack, specially prepared for you." That's right, because after Ziyun broke three bowls in a row, she asked someone to prepare a stack of rough bowls, specially for Ziyun to practice.

Ziyun was moved and helpless when she heard Han Shuang's words.