An Jiu was worried about his poor performance last night and was feeling down. Since it was a matter of a man's dignity, Bai Ningwei told him to go home and reflect, and he did.

He had to go find the doctor he had consulted before and ask him how to improve the quality of sexual intercourse between husband and wife.

In the Zichen Palace, upon hearing that Anjiu had left so obediently, Bai Ningwei angrily slammed her pen on the table.

Asshole!

We clearly discussed the secret decree last night, so how come someone just ran away without even giving me an explanation? Where is that thing and how can I get it back?

Just because I was being pretentious for a moment, he left in such a haughty way? Couldn't I have asked Li Xiaojiu to pass on a message and beg for mercy?

Humph, you can’t come here again at night.

As for the doubts that Bai Ningwei had been a little concerned about before last night, they were actually just small issues that young people in love tend to worry about.

The two of them have a deep understanding of each other and care about the same thing, which is the issue of sleeping with a substitute, but their focus is different.

Bai Ningwei was concerned about whether An Jiu had a virgin complex. However, now that the matter was settled, it was pointless to dwell on it.

For the first time, their thoughts were not on the same page. Each of them had his own thoughts. One felt that the man's words were deceiving and he had suffered a loss. The other felt that his status was in danger and urgently needed to seek advice from an expert.

This also led to the two of them starting a shameless life. After all, one person was too strong-willed in this matter, and didn't hesitate to ask questions. However, he completely forgot that he still owed something.

Bai Ningwei couldn't wait for the answer she wanted to know, so she simply left the Purple Palace and went directly to the training ground to see Zhang Ying.

In preparation for the competition in a month and a half, Zhang Ying worked very hard. Not only did she ask Yan Nu to be her coach, she also found a dozen strong palace maids and eunuchs who were willing to learn martial arts.

If Zhang Ying wanted to defeat the Left and Right Guards, his training was extremely demanding. However, these men were all from impoverished families, and they had come here to learn how to survive, so they could protect themselves after being released from the palace. Therefore, they studied diligently and never complained.

Bai Ningwei stood at the sidelines, watching Zhang Ying and Yan Nu exchange moves as a demonstration. The force of their punches hit the flesh, no less powerful than a man's.

She doesn't know martial arts, but she sincerely feels that the two of them dance very happily and it's exciting to watch.

The one trying to imitate him was far inferior. But he was strong enough, and you could tell just by looking at him. If this punch had landed on an ordinary person, they would have been lying flat on their backs, unable to get up.

If all the palace maids around her were boxers like her, Bai Ningwei would probably wake up laughing in her dreams.

Bai Ningwei was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice the time passing by. When Zhang Ying came towards her and knelt down to greet her, she suddenly realized that it was time to go pick up Xiao Qi.

When the school was over, the other children went out of the palace, but Xiao Qi went out from another door that was also inside the palace. If he went too late, the child would feel lonely and pitiful.

Bai Ningwei left in a hurry and missed a big gossip.

Yannu and Zhang Ying were already familiar with each other, and they admired and cherished each other. As their relationship deepened, their recent topics of conversation were no longer just about kung fu.

Because Yan Nu was in the palace, Zhang Ying didn't dare to tell his secret to anyone else, so he told Yan Nu.

At this moment, Yan Nu looked at Zhang Ying's bruised arm and suggested.

"Your bruises look quite serious today. Why don't you go see the doctor directly?"

"No. The palace doctors are certainly great, but they're not necessarily any better at treating injuries than the trauma doctors out there."

"That's true. It's rare for anyone in the palace to get injured year-round."

"That's why I went out of the palace to see."

Yan's husband is straightforward and strives to be truthful in everything he does. He feels that leaving the palace to see a doctor is a waste of time.

"But the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicinal wine from the Imperial Hospital is particularly good. The Empress Dowager rewarded me with a bottle. I'll get it for you."

"No, no. The Queen Mother gave it to you as a reward. It would be wrong for you to give it to me."

"is it?"

Yan Nu didn't understand that things are dead, but people are alive, and they should always be used where they are really needed.

"You always go to see Doctor An for treatment of your injuries, right?"

Ms. Yan spoke the truth based on her intuition.

"You! How do you know?"

Zhang Ying was slightly embarrassed. She seemed to have mentioned Doctor An only once in front of Yan Nu.

"The medicinal wine you apply always tastes the same."

The medicinal wines are all specially formulated by the clinic, so they are definitely different from each other, but it is really amazing that Yannu can smell them.

"You have an amazing nose."

"But I remember you said you didn't like Doctor An."

Yan Nu found it very puzzling why Zhang Ying wanted to see a doctor he disliked to treat his injury.

"I don't dislike Dr. An. No, I don't mean I like him. I mean I don't like his brother, so I didn't feel good about him at first."

This string of words sounded like a tongue twister, and Zhang Ying felt that his mouth was not enough.

"That's called... judging people by their appearance."

Yan Nu thought for a long time and finally came up with an idiom that seemed quite cultured. It was worth it that Nanny Qin taught her to read every day, and she almost vomited blood.

"If you insist, it is."

Zhang Ying was discouraged. She had tried to explain for a long time, but her best sister's focus was on other things. This made her unable to say what she wanted to say later, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Governor An is not a good person, but he is not a bad person either."

"Isn't he a bad guy? As soon as he got the power, he built a big prison. A three-story prison, sister. As soon as it was finished, he set off a string of firecrackers and arrested two people, saying it was to warm up the new cells. I've heard of warming up new cells, but I've never heard of prison cells being heated!"

Zhang Ying became furious whenever he talked about An Jiu. If it weren't for An Jiu, Doctor An's clinic wouldn't have been implicated and would have had no business at all.

"Your Majesty also knows about this. Commander-in-Chief An arrested two playboys riding horses in the street. Jingzhao Yin didn't dare to offend them, so Commander-in-Chief An took them away."

"You can't ride a horse in a busy city, no matter who you are," this is written in the Da'en Law. Yan Nu barely learned the cultural courses, but she knew the hundreds of laws by heart.

"Anyway, he's nowhere near as good as Dr. An."

"Actually, you like Doctor An, right?"

"Oh, that's disgusting!"

Ms. Yan told the truth again without any hesitation, but this time, her truth caused her some internal injuries.

Zhang Ying's secrets were exposed, and he raised his fist and punched Yannu on the back.

The little girl's shyness and embarrassment turned into a real attack for Zhang Ying, a strong woman.

Yan Nu almost couldn't catch her breath. When she turned her head, she saw Zhang Ying covering his pink face and stamping his feet.

Yan Nu clasped her shoulders, thinking two things in her mind.

One was that she must wear armor starting tomorrow. Another was that when Zhang Ying got married, she would remind him not to forget to prepare a piece of armor for her.

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