Quick Wear: The host is good at flirting, and the cold beauty's soul floats

Lan Yun was smiling when he said this, and his eyes made Wei Jingze feel something was wrong. Wei Jingze's mind involuntarily emerged from the scene of last night, and his face suddenly turned red.

"You, you are really, bold."

Lan Yun smiled as he watched his emperor's face turn red like an apple. Even his harsh words were like flirting, and he couldn't help himself. He bent down and kissed the apple.

"I am bold, but that is also due to Zhi Heng's favor."

Zhuo Qing, who was driving the car outside, had very good hearing. Wei Jingze and Lan Yun did not lower their voices when they were chatting, so he heard everything they said.

Zhuo Qing has been an imperial guard for about three years, and this is the first time he has seen Wei Jingze being so indulgent towards someone.

Moreover, this indulgence did not seem to be fake. When Wei Jingze spoke to Lan Yun, his tone would unconsciously slow down, and there was warmth in his eyes.

Perhaps Wei Jingze himself did not notice this change, but he, Ye Zao and others saw it clearly.

Zhuo Qing sighed silently in his heart. He hoped that Lan Yun was just saying it on a whim, otherwise he really couldn't teach such a delicate man martial arts.

Learning martial arts requires a lot of hardship. How does Lan Yun look like someone who can endure hardship?

After returning to the palace, the first thing Wei Jingze did after getting off the carriage was to inform Zhuo Qing to teach Lan Yun martial arts. Lan Yun took over Wei Jingze's words and said, "Thank you, Guard Zhuo." Zhuo Qing had no choice but to agree.

The next morning, after Lan Yun and Wei Jingze had breakfast, Lan Yun changed into a neat outfit.

In order to prevent Lan Yun from getting sick while learning martial arts, Wei Jingze specially asked someone to clear out everything in a greenhouse so that Lan Yun could practice martial arts in it.

For the first time, Lan Yun rejected Wei Jingze's kindness.

His reasoning was, "Since I want to learn martial arts well, I should adopt the proper attitude. Cold weather can strengthen my muscles and will, so I want to practice outdoors."

Wei Jingze was helpless and told Lan Yun to take care of himself and rest if he was tired.

Lan Yun is the first person taught by Zhuo Qing to learn martial arts at such an old age.

After sending Wei Jingze off to handle government affairs, Lan Yuncai said to Zhuo Qing, "Excuse me, Guard Zhuo."

Zhuo Qing nodded: "What kind of moves does Lan Jun want to learn?"

Lan Yun: "Killing move."

Zhuo Qing was shocked by Lan Yun's decisiveness. The seriousness in his eyes did not seem fake.

Lan Yun said, "I know I'm late in learning martial arts. Instead of learning those messy fancy moves, I'd rather learn more direct techniques. I want to protect the emperor."

Zhuo Qing suddenly understood why Wei Jingze doted on Lan Yun so much. Lan Yun's heart and eyes were truly filled with Wei Jingze. "I understand."

Zhuo Qing first asked Lan Yun to go outside Chaohua Palace, run straight forward from Chaohua Palace, then run back, and then do horse stance for half an hour.

According to Zhuo Qing, you can't become fat in one bite, so you should strengthen your body first and then increase your training gradually.

Running straight from outside Chaohua Palace is about two kilometers, and about four kilometers round trip.

Zhuo Qing had already made Lan Yun do physical training according to the minimum standards. If it were a spoiled young man, it would definitely not work. But for Lan Yun, it was a trivial matter.

After Lan Yun's training ended in the morning, Zhuo Qing went from Chaohua Palace to the imperial study. Wei Jingze saw that he looked excited and guessed that Lan Yun performed well, so he started to ask about Lan Yun's situation.

"How's it going over there, Yun?"

Zhuo Qing simply saluted Wei Jingze and praised him directly, "Your Majesty, I have discovered that Lan Jun is a genius in martial arts!"

Wei Jingze was delighted to hear Zhuo Qing praising Lan Yun. "What do you mean?"

Zhuo Qing: "Lan Jun's physical strength is very good!"

Wei Jingze knew this without Zhuo Qing telling him. Lan Yun looked thin, but in fact, being able to pick him up... well, he was thinking too much.

Zhuo Qing didn't notice Wei Jingze's momentary awkwardness and continued, "Lan Jun has excellent physical strength. He can stand in horse stance for an hour without wavering. I demonstrated a set of sword techniques to Lan Jun, and he actually memorized it. Aside from a slight lack of strength, with more practice, he will definitely be able to use it quickly."

Zhuo Qing praised Lan Yun so much that Wei Jingze felt proud. Lan Yun was simply a treasure, and he would find surprises as soon as he dug.

Zhuo Qing added, "Before I taught Lan Jun, I felt his muscles and bones. He truly has no internal energy, and his hands are not those of a martial artist. Lord Lan has almost wasted a promising talent."

Wei Jingze grasped the key point: "Did you touch him?"

Ye Zao secretly thought that this was not good, what a fool.

Zhuo Qing also realized what he had said and quickly knelt on one knee to explain: "I just saw that Lan Jun was in good physical condition and wanted to see if he was suitable for martial arts training and to check if he knew martial arts before. I just pinched Lan Jun's shoulder and looked at his hand. I meant no harm."

Wei Jingze raised his hand and motioned Zhuo Qing to get up.

Zhuo Qing saw that Wei Jingze didn't look unhappy, but he didn't look very well either.

At this moment, Zhuo Qing's mind was unusually sharp, and he said, "I have also discovered that Lord Lan particularly likes the Emperor."

Ye Zao: Wow, your brain is working now.

Wei Jingze's expression really slowed down. Seeing this, Zhuo Qing secretly thought that what he said was indeed the right choice: "I asked Lan Jun why he was fighting so hard. He said that he wanted to protect the emperor, so he wanted to learn martial arts quickly."

Wei Jingze was in a good mood and got up to find Lan Yun.

Outside the palace, after Wei Jingyan returned from the military camp in the morning, he took advantage of his free time to enter from the back door of the Shangshu Mansion and went directly to Lan Ci's room.

Lan Ci did not go out after returning from the palace yesterday morning. Instead, she stayed in her room. Even her meals were brought in by the maid.

When Wei Jingyan came in, Lan Ci lay down with her back to him, not knowing who was coming.

Until Wei Jingyan sat down beside the bed and called him, "Aci."

When Lan Ci heard the voice of her lover, she turned around immediately.

His eyes were rounded like walnuts and he looked like he had been crying for a long time.

I applied medicine on my lips and they are a little better than yesterday, but they are still red.

Wei Jingyan felt extremely distressed. Lan Ci had always been spoiled and had never suffered such hardship since she was a child.

When Lan Ci opened her mouth, both her lips and mouth felt painful. She didn't dare to speak at all and could only lean on Wei Jingyan's arms and cry aggrievedly.

According to his usual habit, he would have burst into tears, but his mouth hurt now, so he could only suppress his voice and sob.

Wei Jingyan patted Lan Ci's back gently and coaxed her, "Don't cry, it breaks my heart."

Lan Ci's tears were like a flood that broke through the dam and she couldn't control them at all.

Wei Jingyan wanted to kiss him to comfort him, but immediately gave up the idea when he saw the expression on Lan Ci's face.

It was Wei Jingyan's hesitation at this moment that made Lan Ci feel that he despised her. She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, pushed Wei Jingyan away, stood up, walked to the table, picked up the brush, and quickly wrote a few words on the paper: "I want Lan Yun to look good!"