Traveling through an ancient military camp: Bao'er's survival song

Successfully intimidated by his elder sister, Wu Fanzhi immediately shut up, turned around, and started running. He wanted to take back his elder sister's words of affection! He thought the so-called running laps around the training ground would be dragged out for a day or two and then be forgotten. Who would have thought that his elder sister would be so ruthless, making him run in his wide-sleeved coat, leaving him no room to maneuver! If his elder sister had reminded him earlier to change into short clothes before going out, he would have realized what was happening and made a quick getaway! What about rescuing his brother in trouble? Let whoever wants to go, go! He pulled the servant Mai Qing next to him and started running with him. There was no reason for a servant to stand by and watch his master being punished.

It was just past 3 PM, and the Xuanhu Gate training ground was still quite empty. Apart from the two vengeful spirits, Wu Fanzhi and his servant, who were running laps, there was only one man wielding a large sword in the nearby martial arts arena.

Wu Suining didn't understand swordsmanship or knife skills, but that didn't stop her from admiring a tall and mighty man wielding a heavy knife so beautifully and smoothly when she was bored.

Peng Zizheng, who was practicing his sword in the training ground, also keenly noticed the stare. In the gap between swings of his heavy sword, he noticed a young woman, whose identity he did not know, watching him leisurely under the shade of a tree about three zhang away.

In the past, in the military camp, Peng Zizheng would often demonstrate his skills under the watchful eyes of over ten thousand soldiers or command troops with great flair. Now, however, simply being watched by a young woman as he wielded his sword made him feel uneasy, as if he were a monkey performing on a stage for her to observe. The more Peng Zizheng practiced, the more agitated he became. He finally threw down his broadsword and strode towards the woman.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the woman was quite elegant, with slender, long eyebrows resembling distant mountains, and a small, delicate face with skin as smooth as jade, radiating a soft glow. She watched him approach with an indifferent expression, without moving an inch, only a faint smile lingering on her rosy lips.

Peng Zizheng steadied himself, completely ignoring the wary look on the young woman's maid's face. He stared at the young woman sitting there and deliberately asked in a fierce tone, "What are you looking at!"

To everyone's surprise, the woman remained calm and composed, merely raising her eyelids slightly, her gaze shifting, and a slight smile playing on her lips as she asked two words: "Afraid to look?"

Peng Zizheng choked up for a moment, then angrily returned to the training ground, ripped off his shirt, and began to continue practicing his unfinished moves with his bare chest exposed.

Wu Suining's maid, Liuguang, cried out "Oh dear!" and quickly covered her eyes with her handkerchief. Then, remembering that her mistress was still there, she quickly moved in front of Wu Suining to block her view and said, "Miss, let's go. This is a lecherous man!"

To her surprise, her young mistress gently brushed her aside and scolded her for making a fuss, saying, "Haven't you ever seen someone perform a fire-breathing acrobatic act shirtless on the street? He dares to take his clothes off, but you're too afraid to watch?"

The maid had no choice but to retreat, unsure whether to look up or not.

Wu Suining was initially just admiring the scene, but who knew the man wielding the sword would be so easily offended, even coming down to question her? Well, she'd have to test this man's ability to behave in public. However, the man was indeed quite handsome; look at his broad back and wasp waist, his long arms and legs, and when she looked closely earlier, his narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes beneath his thick eyebrows exuded a wild charm.

He dares to take his clothes off, but I wouldn't dare to look?

I am the eldest daughter of the Grand Tutor of the court. Do you think I'm afraid of him?