Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Let’s talk about Lianxinju again.

Yin Xunheng came back from outside and just as he stepped into the door, he saw a long sword stabbing straight at him.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he stood there in a daze, not daring to move. The tip of the sword barely grazed his neck, leaving a little blood, and only pierced into the wooden door.

Yin Xunheng raised his eyes and saw Fu Junyan smiling coldly and looking at him mockingly.

"My Lord, what do you mean?"

Fu Junyan's aura was as compelling as ever, causing Yin Xunheng to swallow hard and unconsciously.

"You don't even know martial arts, how can you protect Lin Zhuwei?" Fu Junyan sneered.

These words made Yin Xunheng blush.

"You are working in the palace, so you are bound to offend people. Do you plan to let a woman protect you?"

Fu Junyan's words reminded Yin Xunheng of the group of men in black. If it weren't for Master Jia's protection, he would probably have died on the spot.

When he thought of this, he felt like there was something stuck in his throat and was extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Junyan's face was as cold as ice, and he threw a sword to him. Yin Xunheng couldn't catch it, and the sharp sword fell to the ground with a clang.

"Humph." Fu Junyan snorted coldly, "Since you insist on staying by her side, I will reluctantly teach you some martial arts."

"No thanks!" Yin Xunheng quickly refused, "How dare I trouble you, Lord?"

"Hmm?" Fu Junyan snorted heavily and said sarcastically, "Don't you even have the courage to pick up a sword? With your cowardly appearance, how can you be worthy of standing beside her?"

Yin Xunheng's face had already turned red after being humiliated in such a way, and he felt embarrassed and angry.

Fu Junyan squinted at him with disdain, pulled out the sword from the wooden door, and turned away.

Yin Xunheng stared at the sword on the ground, his expression changed several times, and suddenly his eyes tightened. He grabbed the sword on the ground and rushed towards Fu Junyan's back.

Who would have thought that Fu Junyan seemed to have eyes on his back. Without even turning his head, he gently blocked the sword in his hand behind him, and it was so accurate that he knocked the sword in his hand away.

Yin Xunheng gritted his teeth, picked up the sword again, and rushed towards Fu Junyan again.

Fu Junyan's eyes flashed with admiration, and he turned around and started fighting with Yin Xunheng...

Of course, the so-called fight, to put it bluntly, was nothing more than Yin Xunheng's one-sided abuse.

Fu Junyan brandished a sharp sword and pressed forward step by step. Yin Xunheng could only dodge in a panic. Soon he was forced into a corner and had no power to fight back.

Fu Junyan's face turned cold. The sharp sword pierced his body, and soon his coat was torn into pieces. There were tiny scars on his face, hands, and cheeks.

He controlled the strength just right, not causing him to bleed, yet still leaving the wound visible and causing Yin Xunheng to feel considerable pain.

Yin Xunheng's hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and he looked disheveled. He gritted his teeth and refused to beg for mercy.

The moment Lin Zhuwei stepped into the door, she saw Fu Junyan bullying others and forcing Yin Xunheng into a miserable state with nowhere to hide.

Such a scene made the anger in her heart burn more and more!

The image of Yu Jibao being hacked by the Third Prince and his men flashed before his eyes, his whole body covered in wounds and blood...

Lin Zhuwei was so angry that he took out a silver needle from his sleeve pocket and shot it at Fu Junyan.

Fortunately, Fu Junyan had already developed an extraordinary level of vigilance on the battlefield. His heart suddenly tensed and he quickly dodged the silver needle. When he turned around and saw that it was Lin Zhuwei, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

Lin Zhuwei had a cold face, and the silver needles in his hand kept shooting out. He jumped in front of Yin Xunheng, took the sword in his hand, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go back to your room first."

"Xiao Wei! Be careful." Yin Xunheng quickly retreated to the corridor.

Lin Zhuwei nodded, raised his sword and stabbed towards Fu Junyan. His moves were sharp and tricky, and the sword tip was fierce and ruthless.

It was as if she had concentrated all her hatred and anger over the years into every attack, as if she wanted to destroy him.

Fu Junyan was slightly surprised and could only concentrate on raising his sword to deal with it.

He couldn't have imagined that Lin Zhuwei's martial arts skills were so high. No wonder Amu was defeated by her last time.

Not to mention Amu, even his deputy general Hodge might not be her match.

All her moves were completely random, as if they were the culmination of all the skills of various schools. They seemed messy but without any flaws.

Fu Junyan couldn't help but admire him. It was rare for someone to be able to fight with him for fifty or sixty moves and still not be defeated.

Seeing the sweat on her forehead, Fu Junyan felt a little distressed. Finally, he turned around to avoid her attack again, and poked her with the tip of his sword, forcing her to thrust the sword into the tree.

"Xiao Wei, calm down!" Fu Junyan grabbed her sword and shouted quickly.

"Don't call me that!"

Lin Zhuwei roared, and when she couldn't pull out the sword, she tried to take out the silver needle. Fu Junyan had no choice but to let go of the sword and reach out to grab her hand.

The two of them wrestled with each other in close combat. Fu Junyan had no choice but to hug her from behind and trap her hands.

"Let me go!" Lin Zhuwei struggled desperately, but when she couldn't get free, she used her girlish skills and bit the back of his hand hard.

Fu Junyan felt pain, but he was determined not to let her go.

Yin Xunheng's face changed drastically, and he ran over angrily, shouting: "Lord Fu! Please respect yourself!"

Fu Junyan's eyes were filled with mist, and he spoke to Lin Zhuwei in a low voice with some pampering: "Calm down, and I'll let you go. I was just practicing dancing with Yin Xunheng, don't misunderstand me."

Lin Zhuwei's face was dark, he said nothing, his body was stiff, his fists were clenched tightly, and his lowered eyes were filled with rage.

"Lord Fu! Please let go! If you continue to be so presumptuous, I will sue you even if I die!" Yin Xunheng shouted again.

Fu Junyan gave him a cold look before slowly letting go of his hand.

Without the restraints, Lin Zhuwei turned around and slapped him hard in the face at lightning speed.

"Snapped!"

The force was so strong that blood came out of the corner of Fu Junyan's mouth, but he was not angry at all, he just looked at her quietly.

Yin Xunheng gently pulled Lin Zhuwei: "Xiao Wei..."

"If you dare to touch him again, I don't care whether you are a marquis or a prince! I will still destroy you!" Lin Zhuwei gritted his teeth in hatred.

Fu Junyan only felt sad and uncomfortable. How could he have ever thought that she would be so heartless?

"You...I...I just want to teach him martial arts..."

Fu Junyan murmured in a low voice. He admitted that he did have selfish motives and wanted to teach Yin Xunheng a lesson.

But he didn't expect that he meant so much to her, which made him feel lost.

Seeing that Lin Zhuwei was really furious and was about to charge forward with her sword drawn, Yin Xunheng quickly stopped her and said, "Xiaowei! Calm down. Lord Fu was indeed practicing my martial arts just now."

Lin Zhuwei stared at him: "Is that really the case?"

He nodded quickly: "Indeed. I want to protect you..."

Lin Zhuwei said to Fu Junyan coldly: "You don't need to teach my people! I will teach him naturally!"

Then, she whispered, "Xun Heng, this man is a liar. How could he sincerely teach you? He just wants to humiliate you."

Yin Xunheng whispered to comfort him: "Xiao Wei, I'm fine. I'm willing to compete with the Marquis. Besides, with you teaching me, I may not lose."

Lin Zhuwei had a complicated expression, and then he said to Fu Junyan in a cold voice: "Master Fu, in two months, you will compete with us again. No matter life or death, how about it?"

Yin Xunheng was shocked. She was gambling with his life. Was she mad?

Fu Junyan felt very uncomfortable. For this man, she was going to fight him to the death?

She knew that he couldn't hurt her again...

After Lin Zhuwei said this, she took Yin Xunheng and left, leaving Fu Junyan standing there with a heart full of bitterness.

The next day, Lin Zhuwei came out of the Empress Dowager's bedroom after checking her pulse. On her way out of the palace, when she passed by Jingyun Gate, she saw some palace maids and eunuchs with hurried faces, and she felt uneasy instantly.

One of the young eunuchs looked terrified and said, "Eunuch Huang, don't we need to ask the imperial physician to come and see us?"

Eunuch Huang shook his head regretfully: "Didn't the Imperial Hospital send someone to check just now? Why bother with this?"

"Is there really no hope?" The young eunuch had obviously just entered the palace not long ago and was somewhat helpless about what had just happened.

Eunuch Huang was mysterious and said in a low voice: "He was just a sparring partner. If he dies, he dies. As for the affairs of the palace, we should not interfere, otherwise, many lives will be in danger..."

Lin Zhuwei's heart suddenly tightened, and he took two quick steps to stop the two eunuchs: "Two eunuchs, please stay. I just heard that you want to ask the imperial physician for treatment. I am the imperial physician Lin Zhuwei. May I ask what happened?"

Lin Zhuwei was the one who saved the Queen Mother and was quite famous in the palace.

Eunuch Huang heard this and dared not neglect it. He lowered his voice and said, "Greetings to Imperial Physician Lin. At the Jingyun Sect's sparring field, a young man was accidentally stabbed while practicing sword skills. I heard that he was bleeding profusely..."

"Dead?" Lin Zhuwei's face turned pale and his voice trembled a little.

"Yes, I heard that he was only about ten years old. What a pity..." Eunuch Huang said regretfully.