The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Xiang Huayan spent a whole day in the largest training ground in the military camp, and witnessed with his own eyes that Prince Bao beat the best warrior in the camp and made him fall off the training ground.

After rounds of competition, the top 100 people were selected in one day.

Seeing that Prince Bao finally came down from the training ground, Xiang Huayan hurried to greet him. Prince Bao's military uniform was covered in blood, and his red inner shirt was stained with blood, making the color even darker.

Just by getting close, he could smell the strong smell of blood.

"Your Highness, are you injured anywhere?"

Military competitions and martial arts training have always been limited to certain points, but ever since His Majesty brought Han Qi up, this rule no longer applies in this corner of the camp outside the capital.

Han Qi trained this place into a fighting arena. Now that the world is at peace, the treatment here is far better than other places in the camp. Naturally, these soldiers want to flock here one after another.

One month's stay with Han Qi earns him the equivalent of three months' pay outside.

Xiang Huayan looked at the blood all over the training ground, and couldn't help but think that His Majesty was really cruel. Even if Prince Bao wanted to gain experience, he should first adapt outside before sending him to Han Qi.

Now he had to follow Han Qi to participate in such a competition, and he couldn't help but feel scared just standing there.

"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."

Ignoring the injured arm, his inner clothes were soaked in blood, but it was all someone else's blood.

At first, Minglang was still hesitant, until he watched a few more competitions and understood what Han Qi meant.

There is no difference between men and women here, only the winner takes all.

Once they entered the martial arts training ground, all these people had in their eyes was the desire for victory, with no intention of showing any mercy at all.

"Your Highness is truly skilled. I thought I was seeing His Majesty in person."

Xiang Huayan glared at Han Qi with dissatisfaction. If he didn't know Han Qi's loyalty to the emperor and what kind of person he was, he would have thought that Han Qi did it on purpose.

If His Highness is weak today or seriously injured, the two of them combined would not be enough for His Majesty to vent his anger.

"I am far inferior to the Queen Mother. General Han, you are too polite."

The sun was setting in the sky. Minglang had eaten two bowls of rice at noon and was now hungry.

After leaving the training ground and the military doctor treated the wound on his arm, Minglang and Duke Dingguo sat at the same table for dinner.

"Isn't General Han coming to dinner?"

Minglang glanced around and found that most of the generals he had seen today were there, but Han Qi was nowhere to be seen.

"General Han has been eating with his soldiers. Your Highness, have a good rest today. General Han's work will begin before dawn tomorrow."

When saying this, Xiang Huayan looked at His Highness's injured arm with some concern. There was still gauze wrapped around his arm. The injury didn't look serious when the military doctor treated it, but it seemed that His Highness Prince Bao had never suffered such a serious injury in all these years.

As soon as Duke Dingguo glanced at her, she knew what he was thinking.

"It's just a minor injury, don't worry about it, Duke."

Since the Queen Mother asked her to come and follow Han Qi, she must have her own intentions.

Although Han Qi is a bit strange, he can pass the test of the Queen Mother, so he is probably not a person with ulterior motives.

After dinner, Minglang originally wanted to go back to the tent to sleep, but maybe he ate too much at night, he couldn’t sleep in bed, so he got up and prepared to go out for a walk.

As soon as she walked out of the tent, Minglang saw the soldiers on night patrol. Seeing that everyone wanted to salute her, she waved her hand.

It was late, and saluting her would inevitably disturb the soldiers who were already resting.

Minglang just wanted to find a place to relax. She had seen too many bloody scenes today. She somewhat understood why her mother asked her to come here and follow Han Qi.

A real battlefield would be even more dangerous than a martial arts training ground, and one careless move could result in loss of life.

Only such a cruel competition can make her know the true extent of her own abilities.

Minglang was walking, originally just wanting to find a secluded place to admire the moon, but for some reason, he ended up at the martial arts training ground.

The cool breeze of the late spring night diluted the bloody smell in the martial arts training ground, but it was only slightly better than during the day.

"Why is Your Highness here?"

A familiar voice came from behind her. Minglang turned around and saw Han Qi standing behind her holding a torch.

I just heard the sound of light footsteps, and Minglang's eyes curved.

"Revisiting the old place, recalling the moves of those who made it out, maybe I can use some of them when daybreak comes."

Han Qi said nothing, walked forward, and lit up the four corners of the training ground with torches. After the surroundings became brighter, the smell of blood in the air seemed to have faded a lot.

"Your Highness should have a good rest. You can rest for another two hours if you go back now."

Minglang raised his eyebrows slightly at Han Qi and glanced at the four corners of his fire.

"So General Han is planning to practice secretly on his own?"

Han Qi laughed and shook his head. His sharp features couldn't be seen clearly at night, so he seemed a little gentler.

"Summer is approaching, and poisonous insects will appear in the suburbs of Beijing. It's safer to light the four corners."

Minglang couldn't sleep and was not in a hurry to go back. Han Qi stood by and waited as if he was worried about her safety.

Minglang had no choice but to say that her secret guards had been hiding nearby for a long time, and they would appear immediately at the slightest sign of trouble.

But Minglang changed his mind and felt that Han Qi's martial arts should be better than those of the soldiers participating in the competition today, otherwise he would not be able to manage these elites.

Perhaps Han Qi had already discovered it without her saying it.

"Why didn't General Han come out to compete today? Do I have to wait until I win first place before I can challenge General Han?"

Minglang asked casually. Han Qi should be a fourth-rank general. He usually would not personally participate in training matches like today.

"Your Highness is intelligent. Only if you take first place in the competition can you fight me. If you win, my uniform and position will belong to the victor."

Minglang became interested after hearing this:

"General Han doesn't wear official uniform, and we rarely see him in official circles. What's his current rank?"

"Your Highness, I am a third-rank general."

The Commanding General? Minglang turned around and saw that the Commanding General was the Lieutenant General of the Imperial Guard, usually stationed in the Imperial City, but there was actually one hidden in the camp outside the capital.

It seems that Han Qi is indeed valued by the Queen Mother.

"General Han looks young but has already reached the third rank. I guess he hasn't lost any competitions in recent years, right?"

Minglang felt itchy and wanted to have a fight with Han Qi. He wondered how skilled this General Han, who was highly favored by the Queen Mother, was.

"Your Highness, I am too kind. I often lose to them."

Facing His Highness's puzzled look, Han Qi slowly explained:

"Being invincible is the loneliest thing. Rather than standing in the stands and watching them fight, I'd rather personally knock them off the training ground."