One touch and one silence

Nanzhi didn't know how she had spent the past half month.

After the teachers finished their lessons during the day, Nan Shu would still give her guidance at night. She originally had some spare time and could take a rest.

As a result, not only did I lose my spare time, but I also went to bed later and later.

In the end, that guy actually lived in the East Palace.

Nanzhi's living standard dropped drastically, and even when he was sleeping at night, he could hear Nanshu's voice in his dreams.

"No, your vertical stroke is not straight enough!"

"You're being too cautious with this stroke. It doesn't look good. You need to do it in one stroke."

"That's not how you place the dots. They should be bigger at the beginning and smaller at the end. Right, right, right!"

"Your gaps are not balanced enough. Look at how there is more space at one point and less space at another. If this doesn't work, just use some paper to separate them."

“It’s so ugly!”

Nanzhi's face has become thinner during this period, which shows that she has been tortured a lot by Nanshu!

She almost went to ask the prince to call that guy back and let this person torture him!

Although the torture was quite severe, Nanzhi's handwriting has become readable.

Every stroke looks quite similar.

On this day, Nanzhi and Nanshu were whispering to each other when they were suddenly taken away by the chief eunuch of the emperor's presence.

Nan Shu wanted to follow, but was stopped.

She had no choice but to wait for Nanzhi to come back in the East Palace. Nanzhi was confused along the way and had no idea what his cheap father wanted him to do.

"Butler Xu, what does my father want to talk to me about?" Nanzhi followed Butler Xu, wanting to hear some gossip.

"Oh! Your Highness, how would I know? But the Crown Prince and the General are both in His Majesty's study. Your Highness will know once you go there."

Nanzhi: ?????

General?

They were in the Imperial Study, what were they looking for me for? Could it be that they wanted the general to train me? Or teach me martial arts?

With a lot of questions in her mind, Nanzhi finally arrived at the door of the imperial study. Butler Xu opened the door and let Nanzhi in.

As soon as he walked in, before he could say anything, he heard her father's happy tone.

"Xiao Qi is here!"

"Yu Qing, I sent my son to a Taoist temple. I didn't expect that he would learn some powerful skills from the Taoists. He is very good at medicine. Even the imperial physician couldn't diagnose my poisoning. It was all thanks to this old seventh son."

"It just so happens that I'll show you too!"

Nanzhi:……

"Xiao Qi! Come and see General Yu! He is the most powerful general in our Great Ling Dynasty. He has won countless battles. Come and see if he is healthy!"

Although the emperor's face showed concern, his tone of voice left no room for doubt.

Nanzhi stood not far from them with a confused look on his face.

Did she hear it right?

When did she learn the art of Qihuang?

How come she doesn't know how amazing she is?

When Nanzhi was confused, the emperor shouted again with a stern tone.

"Little Seven!"

"Your Majesty, it's alright. I am still in good health and can help Your Majesty guard the Great Ling Dynasty."

General Yu's cheerful voice woke Nanzhi up and brought her back to reality from her confusion.

Nanzhi glanced at the prince vaguely, and saw that her good brother the prince had a smile on his face and said a few words to her silently.

She saw clearly.

My goodness, he hasn’t even looked at her since he came back. As soon as I saw her, I knew I was asking her to do the work.

Nanzhi saw the urgency in the eyes of the emperor and the prince, so she walked up to this mighty middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is full of righteousness, just like the most lovable people in his previous life. He is tall and strong, and makes people feel safe when they look at him.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his stature is taller than anyone Nanzhi has seen since coming here, and he looks more majestic and domineering.

What Nanzhi admires most is this kind of general who guards the country's borders.

She tilted her head back with a smile on her face, ignoring the pain in her neck that was making her neck ache.

"You are the great general that my father and the crown prince were talking about! You are indeed handsome and tall!"

Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.

Let me give you some flattery first.

"General, please lend a hand!"

Yu Qinglin looked at the little guy in front of him who was not even as tall as his thigh. He tilted his head to look at him. The chubby little face was as pretty and cute as a meat bun.

The man's voice was originally loud and full of energy, but he couldn't help but soften his voice a lot.

"Mm! The Seventh Prince is so cute!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand. Nanzhi took a look and saw that the base of his right hand was covered with calluses and some wounds of varying sizes. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see clearly.

There are so many wounds on my hands, not to mention my body.

Although she didn't know what her father was up to, she still reached out and pretended to put her hand on the wrist of the man in front of her.

The picture of the man's life naturally appeared before her.

The ruthless fighting on the battlefield, the countless times of facing life and death decisions, and seeing those soldiers of the Da Ling Dynasty who died on the battlefield, all showed the horror of the battlefield. The general was decisive in killing, and the several narrow victories also cost this man a huge price. Nanzhi's eyes suddenly became red.

But the general was frightened.

"Your Highness, what's wrong? It's okay. I'm still strong."

When Nanzhi heard that the man in front of her was actually in the mood to comfort her, she didn't know what to say.

A great general eats steamed buns with pickles for every meal, eight steamed buns for one meal. Other people in the general's mansion also eat steamed buns. They only eat rice once every three days and meat once every half a month. How poor they are!

Nanzhi looked at her father with some resentment in her eyes.

Her father fed such a loyal soldier so poorly and didn't even give him more rewards. He was even suspicious of others. It was really speechless.

emperor:……

After a while, Nanzhi put down his hand. He said nothing, but his face looked unhappy.

Yu Qinglin felt a little confused. What disease did he have? Why did the Seventh Prince look so bad?

"Father, I already know, but I need to discuss it with other doctors before I can make a decision!"

The emperor understood after hearing Nanzhi's words.

"Lord Yu, please go back first. Take Xiao Qi and discuss with the other imperial doctors. We will then invite you to the palace."

Yu Qinglin didn't mind and smiled heartily.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I am in good health. Even if I am really ill, I will train a great general who is no less capable than me to guard the border of the Great Ling Dynasty for you."

The emperor's eyes were slightly reddened by what the general said, and he walked down from the table with a guilty look on his face, "I know what you, my dear Yu, are thinking. Don't worry, I will let Xiao Qi cure you no matter what."

"Ai Qing, please go back first!"

"General Manager Xu sent ten jars of my treasured wine to the general!"

Yu Qinglin smiled so much that his face was blossoming and he couldn't stop smiling.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"I just like this. Your Majesty understands me!"

Yu Qinglin turned around and left after he finished speaking! His steps were so hurried that Nanzhi guessed that he must be in a hurry to go back and drink.

Soon the room fell silent, and the three of them looked at each other, and no one spoke.

The prince's eyes were twitching, but Nanzhi didn't say a word.

The emperor was watching from above and felt sorry for the prince.