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After returning to the palace, Meng Jiao changed into the training clothes that Zhan Nanchu had customized for her.

The top is bright red, the pants are calm black, and the hair is tied into a ponytail for martial arts practice.

At first glance, he looks quite energetic and capable.

Meng Jiaoxiong was ready to face all kinds of fancy moves, but Zhan Nanchu led her into the martial arts yard, pointed to the small plum blossom pile customized for her, and asked her to squat on it.

A tall building rises from the ground, Meng Jiao pouted and had to start squatting in dismay.

At first, Zhan Nanchu didn't dare to move. He was afraid that she would see his weakness when he stood in front of her, so he pretended to have something to do and left the yard.

I turned around and jumped onto a tree against the wall of the yard. As soon as I got up, there were already three people squatting on the tree. The trunk almost broke.

Meng Heng and Man Yue looked at their own prince embarrassedly and stepped aside to make way for him.

Ban Yue said that her duty was to protect the young lady. Hehe, she didn't need to.

Next second,

"Step aside"

The big teeth bared under the mask were retracted.

"Yes"

Zhan Nanchu clenched the whip in his hand, not paying attention to the conversation between the three people, and focused on the small figure who was doing horse stance in the yard.

The incense had gone out, but the girl still hadn't moved. He felt distressed but also wanted to know where her limit was.

Meng Jiao held her breath and continued to persevere. The horse stance was harder than she had imagined, especially after Zhan Nanchu helped her set the angle of her arms and squat. She could feel that her lower body muscles were starting to ache from persisting for so long.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, and the four people on the tree went from worrying at the beginning to being shocked now. Meng Jiao finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell backwards.

Zhan Nanchu threw out the whip and quickly hooked it around her waist, then flew down, hugged her and wiped her sweat with a distressed look on his face.

"Not only is his temper stubborn, his personality is also stubborn. For the full moon, prepare a medicinal bath."

Meng Jiao's legs couldn't stop shaking. Actually, she could still hold on, but she was a child, and it would be a bit abnormal to hold on any longer.

Knowing that there was someone on the tree, she fell backwards. She was quite happy to be called stubborn by Zhan Nanchu. Wasn't this a disguised way of praising her for holding on for so long?

She is the type who needs encouragement from others. At this moment, she feels very accomplished, so she smiles brightly.

Zhan Nanchu was so angry at her laughter that he nodded her head and walked quickly towards the small courtyard that had been prepared for her.

Man Yue had already prepared the medicinal bath for Meng Jiao, who had insisted on doing it for an incense stick. She was also impressed by Meng Jiao's perseverance. With her small body, who would have thought that she could persist longer than an adult?

Taking Meng Jiao from Zhan Nanchu, Man Yue quickly helped her undress and put her in her own small bathtub. Then, while Meng Jiao was still in a daze, she began to help her quickly comb her meridians.

None of them thought that the girl could hold on for so long. After all, she was already ten years old, and had long passed the best age for learning internal strength.

But today, even Man Yue felt a love for talent.

Meng Jiao only felt that the places where Man Yue had pressed were hot, and she unconsciously followed the places where she had pressed, just circle after circle, her body became more and more comfortable, but her eyelids became heavier.

Man Yue looked at his own girl in disbelief as her inner force traveled along her meridians for three weeks. He swallowed his saliva and then gently carried Meng Jiao, who was completely exhausted and asleep, out of the bathtub.

The other waiting maids quickly stepped forward, wiped their bodies, twisted their hair, changed their clothes, and quickly wrapped them up and sent them back to the connected bedroom.

Zhan Nanchu sat under the tree while Man Yue reported the situation in the bathroom. When he heard Man Yue say that Meng Jiao lasted for three weeks before fainting, he tightened the teacup in his hand.

"Three weeks. Haha, this little guy is still hiding his abilities."

Man Yue finally realized what was going on. Yes, three weeks. That girl must have been there for at least three incense sticks.

Meng Jiao didn't know that her true situation had been exposed. She just felt warm all over. She didn't even know that her little green had limply taken root in her dantian.

She was just very thirsty, so she turned over and hugged her straw cup filled with spiritual spring water. She gulped down the cool water and slept until dawn.

Meng Jiao got up the next day, grinning and preparing to face the sore muscles all over her body.

Eh? Why doesn't it hurt?

Zhan Nanchu heard the sound from the inner room and followed the maids in.

The maids helped Meng Jiao wash her face, while he asked seductively,

"Come back early today. If you learn well, I will teach you Qinggong later."

He thought about it all night last night. The little girl's physical fitness might be inherited from Anping Hou. Of course, this was the only explanation. However, Anping Hou became famous for catching a 700-jin boulder. He couldn't help but worry that the little girl would grow up to be the same size as her father.

Suddenly he thought of a martial arts genius like her, who had wasted several years under the Xue family. He was so angry that he climbed over the wall of the Xue mansion at night.

Unexpectedly, he ran into the scene where Xue asked the court doctor to give her an abortion. He waited for a long time but couldn't beat a pregnant woman, so he had to go back the same way and make new plans.

Qinggong? Is that the flying-like Qinggong?

[Fly?] Meng Jiao spit out the mouthwash, picked up the charcoal pencil and wrote quickly,

Zhan Nanchu couldn't help but feel happy when he saw her excited. He waved his hand, took the comb from the maid, and helped her tie her hair himself.

Ever since he helped the little girl comb her hair last time, he has been obsessed with her black hair.

"Why are you so excited? It's just Qinggong. If you like, I'll let you try it today."

It's good for her to learn Qinggong, so she won't grow up to be as big and strong as her father.

Meng Jiao turned around and hugged him excitedly and climbed up, with "Take me, take me" written all over her eyes.

It's so funny, he simply doesn't understand the Chinese people's obsession with hanging in the air and flying!

For the first time, Zhan Nanchu felt that he had a place to show off the skills he had practiced for so many years. Who could resist the admiring look of the little girl? In short, he couldn't resist it.

"Ahem, do you still remember the order in which Man Yue massaged you yesterday? Or where was the fever at that time?"

Meng Jiao recalled carefully. Her powerful memory allowed her to instantly point out the locations of all the major acupuncture points. She finally found the Guan Yuan acupoint that she had learned from traditional Chinese medicine.

Zhan Nanchu's ears blushed, and he tried to focus on helping Meng Jiao tie her hair.

"That is what we martial artists often call Dantian. The full moon will teach you how to use your internal energy in the evening. You will listen to her then. Got it?"

Meng Jiao calmly withdrew her hand. She felt it for a while and found that her little green had taken root there. It used to wander around freely in her body, but now it felt more solid.

Hearing this, Meng Jiao nodded obediently, and suddenly felt her scalp tighten.

She quickly raised her hand to stop someone from moving on her head.

The system helped her transmit the image in time. Damn, someone at such a young age wanted to damage her hairline!

Zhan Nanchu came back to his senses. He had messed up the little girl's hair. He looked down and saw her complaining eyes. He withdrew his hand awkwardly and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened.

"Don't move here. I'll help you find the full moon."

Meng Jiao: Why does she sound a little angry when hearing this?