sheep hunt

"Teacher Ziling, are you sure?"

As soon as he saw Han Ziling, Huang Yifan went up to him worriedly and asked.

Han Ziling shook his head:

"We don't know the strength of the fifth princess of the Hundred Flowers Dynasty, so we can't judge... However, Wu, although my martial arts are not very good, but my inner strength is very deep, and I have reached the state of perfection. If I really can't beat her, I can fight her in a war of attrition- --After all, a woman's physical strength is inferior to a man's.

As for Wen...you don't have to worry..."

In terms of literature, regardless of his own ability, the 5000-year Chinese culture in his mind should not be underestimated by anyone.

Huang Yifan nodded:

"That's true, but just in case, I won't drink Teacher Ziling's blood these days."

"Can…"

Han Ziling frowned, he cared more about Huang Yifan's body than the sparring.

But Huang Yifan didn't give him a chance to continue:

"Also, Mr. Ziling, please invite your little junior brother Fengyang into the palace later, and let him teach you a few tricks that can be quickly mastered. Teacher Ziling, you have to remember that for Yifan, the success or failure of a sparring Although important, the life of Teacher Ziling is even more important, so no matter what the situation is, life-saving comes first."

Seeing that he was so worried, Han Ziling had no choice but to compromise, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I will be careful... But, didn't Yifan say that I won't let me see Junior Brother again?"

As he spoke, Han Ziling raised his brows slightly, and his voice was full of smiles.

A dark red gradually appeared on Huang Yifan's face, and he looked away in embarrassment: "Now I've changed my mind..."

The smile on Han Ziling's face deepened:

"Okay, okay, go and approve the memorial, I'll send someone to call the little junior brother, and learn more from him."

Huang Yifan nodded:

"Then I'll go first, and when I'm done approving the memorial, I'll practice a few tricks with you---Mr. Ziling, don't forget that even though I'm sick from time to time, I'm also an out-and-out master." .”

Han Ziling shook his head:

"No... Everyone in the world knows that you have been sick since childhood, but they don't know that you have martial arts. Maybe your martial arts will become your life-saving trump card one day in the future, so if you can use it now, don't use it."

"Okay, then I'll come and watch Teacher Ziling practice martial arts with Hero Feng Yang."

Han Ziling's black eyes overflowed with obvious affection:

"Well, Feng Yang and I will wait for you."

There is a teaching ground in the imperial palace, after Han Ziling and Huang Yifan separated, he immediately sent someone to invite Feng Yang, while he himself went to the teaching ground.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the teaching ground, he was stunned. Looking at the young man in white clothes standing there from a distance, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Is that him?

The one who held him up when he fell that day.

Although when he woke up he was in the palace where Huang Feiyan lived in front of the palace, but he clearly remembered that the clothes he saw before he fainted were white---and more importantly, when he fell down, he smelled white clothes. It is not plum fragrance, but a very light sweet floral fragrance.

In the palace, the clothes of the guards are dark red, the clothes of the eunuchs are blue, the clothes of the maids are generally light green, and the clothes of other ministers are divided according to their ranks. However, among the various colors, only white is missing. , this boy's white clothes are absolutely unique in the Celestial Palace.

While he was in a daze, the man came over automatically, dignified and elegant as he walked, modest as jade, gentle and elegant, with a slight smile on his handsome and somewhat exaggerated face, he saluted and said: "Mr. Han, are you feeling better?"

Han Ziling narrowed his eyes slightly:

"It really was you...Thank you for the messenger's support that day."

There was a smile on the corners of the eyes and eyebrows of the boy in white:

"It's nothing to worry about, but our fifth princess has caused trouble to the Taifu. Please don't forgive me, the Taifu."

In that Qinglie's words, there was a bit of helplessness and self-blame, as if he didn't discipline Hua Xinyue well, or as if he was apologizing to him for Hua Xinyue?

Han Ziling frowned, feeling a little strange in his heart, he shook his head: "It's okay, I really admire the bravery and frankness of the fifth princess."

Only, a little less arrogance and defiantness would be better.

The boy in white shook his head:

"I'm Hua Feixue, I hope to make friends with Taifu Han, I wonder if Taifu Han is willing?"

Although this young man was weird, Han Ziling didn't feel any malice from him, and this man had saved him, so he couldn't resist it in his heart.

"How can I not want to be so talented? After all, it is much better to have one more friend than one more enemy."

Hua Feixue smiled:

"Don't call me Playboy, I am most afraid of others calling me Playboy, Playboy Playboy, if you don't pay attention, you will become Playboy, Taifu should call me Feixue."

This person's smile is serene, his eyes are deep but peaceful and wise, Han Ziling suddenly felt that getting along with him is a very peaceful thing: "Well, Feixue, don't call me Tai Tuo, call me...Brother Han .”

Calling him by name directly is too intimate. If he calls him uncle like Huang Feiyan, he will have the illusion that he is really old, so it is better to be a big brother.

"Well, Brother Han, to be honest, I know that people from the Celestial Dynasty like to practice martial arts in the training ground, so I waited for you here specially. I came here to tell Brother Han that the fifth princess is a woman who loves exquisite weapons. They are using a long sword, I hope this will help Brother Han."

Han Ziling was stunned again, and it took a while to realize that Hua Feixue was helping him.

"Why? Why did Feixue come to tell me this?"

"Because Big Brother Han is very special. To be admired by the two most powerful men in the Celestial Dynasty, Big Brother Han must have something special that he doesn't want to be known to outsiders. Feixue is also very curious, so Feixue didn't stop this discussion. However, Feixue doesn't want Big Brother Han to lose too badly, so I came here to remind Big Brother Han."

"you…"

Han Ziling frowned, why did Hua Feixue's words sound a bit strange?

"People of our Hundred Flowers Dynasty, no matter men or women, have never flinched emotionally. The fifth princess is, the eldest princess is, and I am too. Brother Han, you are the one who has made Feixue most curious since Feixue was born. People, although you can’t say that you like them, nor are you like the Fifth Princess and the Eldest Princess, you must win, but for those who have a crush, I still hope that they will be well.”

Han Ziling was completely shocked, this Hua Feixue...

Seeing Han Ziling's stunned look, Hua Feixue finally laughed out loud: "Hehe, Big Brother Han is indeed more fun than the emperor and regent of the Celestial Dynasty... Okay, Feixue will take my leave first, and see you in the classroom in three days. I hope to see the wonderful match between the Fifth Princess and Brother Han---Brother Han must not lose too badly."

Han Ziling's dark eyes chased Hua Feixue's figure, looked at his snow-white robes that were carried by the wind and danced lightly, and pondered slightly, who is this Hua Feixue?Why is your attitude towards him so strange?

However, no matter who he is or what his identity is, it is absolutely impossible to be just a messenger, and he must remind Yi Fan to be on guard against this person later...

Now, he'd better think about how to deal with that fifth princess.

After all, Hua Feixue was very confident in the fifth princess in his words. From this point of view, the fifth princess must not be a vase who can only play the princess' temper.

...

Wearing a navy blue official robe, Han Ziling stood on the teaching field with his hands behind his back, looking up at the clear sky.

Everything around him is changing every day, and the feeling of being in heaven and hell is always alternating. In fact, he is already feeling tired, but Huang Yifan still wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with him and share the world.

Not to mention whether Huang Yifan's illness can be cured or not, his own body understands that it will never be better than Huang Yifan's... Therefore, he is absolutely determined that it is impossible to accompany Huang Yifan to the future very far far away...

If the princess of the Hundred Flowers Dynasty really has a deep-rooted love for Huang Yifan, if she must be the king, she can really fulfill them...

"Brother."

Just as Han Ziling was thinking, he was awakened by a clear voice.

When he looked back, there was a figure in his eyes

Dressed in a black outfit, with high black hair and a handsome and stern face, who is that man if not Feng Yang?

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Han Ziling shouted softly:

"Feng Yang."

No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment to change their fate. Right now, he can still think about the sparring with peace of mind. Even if Huang Yifan really wants to marry Princess Huaxinyan, then It must be something after the sparring, isn't it?