The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Yu Liao looked at the little girl in front of him, who was wearing an apricot pink dress. Her long hair was not tied up high like the others, but simply tied up with a hairband. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, her eyes were confused, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Such a little girl wanted to learn martial arts from him. Yu Liao took a deep breath.

"Well, Crown Princess, you don't have to get up too early. We can start with physical training. Let's take a good walk around the garden first, and then slowly speed up the pace. If possible, we can run. When your physical strength comes up, I will teach you some self-defense moves."

At this time, Fan Yue looked at Yu Liu with a smile and said, "I don't want to strengthen my body. What I want to learn from you is the art of killing." Yu Liu was confused, but when he saw Fan Yue, he saw the determination and coldness in her eyes, as well as a flash of hatred.

Yu Liao also stopped joking. "Are you serious?"

"I'm serious, just teach according to my requirements."

Yu Liao was a little worried. He said, "Crown Princess, I swear on my life that Youran is very safe. Even if Youran is gone, I will always follow you and the Crown Prince and will not let you be in any danger."

I don't know why the look of this little girl in front of him who was ready to die calmly made Yu Liao feel that he had not done well and was very incompetent.

Fan Yue shook her head and slowly walked out of the yard.

Yu Liao looked at the little girl who was much shorter than him and reached his chest, and her thin little shoulders, and followed her out.

"I had a nightmare. In the dream, our grandfather was like a dog, a homeless stray dog ​​that was bullied by others. He was tied, dragged, and pulled. He fell on the street, being bullied and insulted by others, but I could do nothing about it.

Listening to Fan Yue's description, Yu Liao felt distressed and painful for some reason.

"It was just a dream," Yu Liao said weakly.

"We can't be sure whether a dream will come true one day. My father's life story is very special. Besides you and me, we prefer him. We are willing to see things from his perspective. Others are only willing to see what they want to see and say what they want to say, as if all the sins in the world are attributed to one person and then he is killed, then the world will become a better place."

"What if one day everyone wants him dead, and you have already died? If there is no one else around, I still want to fight for him. I want to live longer for his life. If I learn a trick or two and can take down one person for him, then that's it."

Fan Yue spoke these words in a calm tone.

Yu Liao never understood why Yuan Yi, who was so high and mighty, was willing to bow down to Fan Yue and pamper her as if she were the bright moon in the sky.

But now he seemed to understand a little bit, a person who is always thinking about how to fight for himself and how to fight for a longer time is worthy of being loved.

"I will do my best, don't worry." Fan Yue was still afraid that Yu Liao would have some reservations.

"Tomorrow we will get up early and practice physical strength first as you said. Indeed, my physical strength is very poor now, and my body is very weak. Whatever skills I have learned are just fancy tricks."

"Since I already know your intention, Princess, I will teach you according to your wishes."

Yu Liao thought for a while and then shouted to Fan Yue's back, "Thank you, Crown Princess, for your trust."

Fan Yue looked back.

"You are right. When it is your turn to take action, it will be the time when the two of us brothers will die.

"I thought you would be angry. I curse you to death." Fan Yue smiled mischievously.

"No, of course not."

For some reason, when getting along with Yu Liao, Fan Yue felt very comfortable, as if he was interacting with others as Wang Yueran. People spoke to each other without beating around the bush and were equal.

In the next few days, Fan Yue showed the same enthusiasm for studying as Wang Yueran did at that time.

When I was a child in an orphanage, I used my fists to speak when no one could see me.

因为自己是被院长收留的，也颇受些疼爱，在暗地里也挨了不少揍。

But Wang Yueran found that it was useless to complain about some things.

When a group of people unite to slander you, nothing you say will be of any use. The only useful thing is to defeat them.

So Wang Yueran has been familiar with boxing and kicking since she was a child, and later when she became independent, she learned some Sanda.

But it is also for strengthening the body and defense. Compared with their fighting and killing techniques on the battlefield, it is still different.

As time went by, Fan Yue did become more compact. His pale face had some angles now, making him look cooler than before.

With Fan Yue's eyes, walking from a distance always makes people feel as if they are someone else

This was the person Yuan Yi had accidentally spied on once or twice.