The Time Traveling Prince Consort Plans to Rule the World for Me

Eleven didn't want his lie to be discovered by Mu Jin so quickly, and felt a little embarrassed. He looked at Mu Jin cautiously, but afraid that Mu Jin would be unhappy, he quickly replied.

"They told me, but I was thinking that if the young lady ever wants to leave the palace, it would be inconvenient without a carriage."

Mu Jin frowned: "I will call a carriage to return home when I leave the palace. There is no need to do this next time."

Eleven lowered his head and didn't say yes or no.

Mu Jin looked at Eleven like this, thinking that he was doing it for his own good, and couldn't bear to say anything more.

"Let's go to the market first."

Eleven glanced at Mu Jin and saw that Mu Jin did not seem angry, so he responded and helped Mu Jin into the carriage.

Soon the carriage slowly stopped by the roadside of the market.

Mu Jin got off the carriage and walked on the street with Eleven. Perhaps it was market day, the street was busier today than usual.

They stopped in front of a street stall selling wontons.

Mu Jin asked the stall owner for two bowls of wontons.

The proprietress was a chubby woman. When she saw Mu Jin and Shiyi patronizing her business, she immediately and warmly invited them to sit down. In less than a moment, she brought two large bowls of wontons to the table for them.

Thinking of Mu Jin who had already had breakfast, and looking at the wontons on the table, Eleven asked Mu Jin.

"Didn't Miss just have breakfast in the palace? Are you not used to the food in the palace?"

Mu Jin pushed the bowl of wontons in front of him to Eleven.

"The food in the palace is of course the best, how can you not get used to it? I ordered it all for you. You haven't eaten since last night, right? Come eat."

When Eleven heard that both bowls of wontons were bought for him by Mu Jin, his eyes lit up. He didn't expect that this was the first time he lied to Mu Jin and was discovered by him. Fortunately, Mu Jin didn't blame him.

After expressing his gratitude to Mu Jin, Eleven happily picked up the bowl and started eating. Maybe it was because he was hungry, or maybe it was because the wontons were bought for him by Mu Jin, he felt that these two bowls of wontons were the most delicious he had ever eaten.

After Eleven finished eating the wontons, Mu Jin said to Eleven.

"Brother left you by my side to keep me safe, but you can't stay by my side forever. I have to learn some skills to protect myself. What happened in Baishi Mountain may happen again in the future, so from today on, you should start teaching me martial arts."

Eleven really wanted to tell Mu Jin that as long as she was willing, he could stay with her forever and protect her, but he couldn't say it.

In the end, Eleven just nodded and said "OK" to Mu Jin.

Eleven drove the carriage out of the city gate and drove for a while towards the sparsely populated suburbs before stopping by a river.

"Miss, we are here."

Mu Jin lifted the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, looked at the surrounding environment, and was very satisfied.

It was a sunny early winter day with a slight chill, but it did not affect Mu Jin's mood at the moment.

Mu Jin looked at Eleven.

"Are you going to teach me here?"

Eleven nodded. He had just observed along the way and found that there was no one else around. They would not be disturbed while practicing martial arts.

Mu Jin signaled to start at eleven.

As far as Eleven knew, this was the first time he taught someone martial arts, and that person was Mu Jin. He was a little nervous. He stood in front of Mu Jin but suddenly didn't know where to start. He was also afraid that Mu Jin would get hurt because of practicing martial arts.

Mu Jin saw Eleven standing still, seeming to be hesitant.

"What's wrong? Can we start now?"

Eleven smiled awkwardly: "I'm afraid of hurting the lady."

Mu Jin understood, and she quickly moved in front of Eleven, accurately hit Eleven's chest with a heavy punch, and then used a side kick to kick Eleven's leg hard.

Eleven was not on guard against Mu Jin at all. He was caught off guard by Mu Jin's sudden attack. He was even kicked back a few steps by Mu Jin. He turned around and looked at Mu Jin in surprise.

In the present world, Mu Jin likes to practice Sanda.

Sanda combines strength, speed and endurance, requiring not only physical fitness but also sharp reactions and flexible thinking.

Through Sanda training, Mu Jin can protect himself well when going on a mission.

However, after traveling to the Dongyue Kingdom, she had to make a living every day and neglected her hobby of Sanda. After arriving in the capital, she found that everyone around her was highly skilled in martial arts. Her Sanda skills were enough for hunting in the mountains, but if she met someone who knew some martial arts, she might not be able to cope with him.

Seeing Eleven's surprised look, she smiled and said, "Just treat me as an ordinary student. As someone from the General's Mansion, I am more than just an ordinary delicate young lady. You teach seriously and I learn seriously, okay?"

Eleven felt relieved when he heard Mu Jin's words. He laughed at himself and thought he had underestimated Mu Jin. His thigh was still aching from the hard kick Mu Jin had just given him.

Eleven calmed down and said to Mu Jin, "Then I will demonstrate a set of sword moves first, and Miss will watch from the side."

Seeing Mu Jin nod, Eleven turned around and pulled out a long sword from under the cushion on the carriage. The sword was usually hidden in the carriage in case Mu Jin encountered danger when going out.

Eleven drew out his sword, and the sword blade flashed a cold light in the sunlight.

He began to dance with the sword. Every movement was precise and powerful. The tip of the sword drew invisible tracks in the air, and sometimes drew perfect arcs in the air, as if drawing invisible tracks in the air. With each swing of the sword, there seemed to be a faint chirping sound in the air.

Then Eleven's figure became illusory, and he moved quickly. Mu Jin was dazzled watching from the side. The sword shadows flashed in the air, as if millions of silver dragons were dancing in the air.

Mu Jin couldn't help but sigh. How come the ancient martial arts were so mysterious and powerful? How come they didn't spread to the modern times? If he had this skill, he wouldn't have been killed by Zuo Lun.

As Mu Jin continued to sigh in his heart, Eleven's sword finally returned to its sheath and the entire venue returned to peace.

Mu Jin was still immersed in the shock of Eleven's unpredictable swordsmanship. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. She watched Eleven walking towards her and then she applauded with appreciation.

Mu Jin's applause made Eleven blush.

Seeing that Eleven was sweating profusely due to sword dancing, Mu Jin quickly and kindly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Eleven.

"You're sweating all over. Wipe it off quickly. I know you're good at martial arts, but I'm really shocked every time I see you."

Looking at the handkerchief that Mu Jin handed to him, Eleven was a little flattered. He held the handkerchief tightly in his hand but did not wipe his forehead with it.

"Thank you Miss, it wasn't that bad either. It was amazing that you were able to kick me just now."

Eleven was delighted to hear Mu Jin praising him. But compared to many noble ladies in the capital, Mu Jin's moves just now also amazed him, and he couldn't help but praise Mu Jin.

Looking at the silly and reserved Eleven, Mu Jin joked to him.

"Are you still holding a grudge against me for that kick I gave you just now?"