The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

Su Fuliu also smiled slightly: "It's also thanks to Dr. Lu, if it wasn't for Dr. Lu, everything would not have gone so smoothly."

"Mr. Su, you are being polite. Didn't I get the Xuanyin Needlework and Xuanxian Needlework in return?" Lu Chimo said.

Bai Yulang said anxiously: "Okay, brother, brother Liu, don't talk about it, let brother Liu compete with the prince, I really want to see how brother Liu's martial arts are!"

Lu Chimo nodded, and took Bai Yulang to the side.

Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting who was standing opposite, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous. After all, he hadn't had martial arts for several years, and now that he recovered, he was afraid that he might not be able to control himself properly.

"Ah Liu, it's starting." Seeing that Su Fuliu was nervous and lacked concentration, Feng Muting reminded him.

Su Fuliu took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay!"

Afterwards, the two began to attack.

Lu Chimo and Bai Yulang looked at them intently. At first, Feng Muting and Su Fuliu were evenly matched.

After exchanging more than a dozen moves, it was obvious that Su Fuliu seemed to be deliberately holding back his moves, but he couldn't seem to hold back.

Feng Muting naturally saw it, and said, "You don't need to keep it, Ah Liu, it's fine."

He was afraid that Su Fuliu would be backlashed by keeping his moves and internal energy too deliberately.

When Su Fuliu heard his words, he really didn't hold back any more, and let go of every move and style.

Then, it could be seen that Feng Muting was struggling a little bit.

Bai Yulang couldn't help being dumbfounded: "I really can't see that Brother Liu's thin body has such a strong explosive power, the prince is a little bit overwhelmed."

Lu Chimo didn't speak, but looked at Su Fuliu's moves and frowned slightly.

In the end, Feng Muting was hit by Su Fuliu's palm, and he only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat. In order not to let Su Fuliu blame himself, he could only forcefully swallow the blood that he almost spat out.

He thought it was over, but Su Fuliu didn't seem to want to stop, and struck him again with a sharp palm.

"A Liu?!" Feng Muting called out.

Su Fuliu was slightly stunned, and immediately waved his palm to the side, directly smashing the stone table in the courtyard.

Only then did he withdraw his internal energy and stopped: "Ting Lang, are you alright?"

Feng Muting shook his head: "It's fine."

But in fact, his heart was numb from the shock of Su Fuliu's palm just now.

Bai Yulang ran over and said with a smile, "Brother Liu, you are so powerful now!"

Su Fuliu looked down at his hands, and he knew that he had just recovered, and he couldn't move freely, and he almost got a cold from Mu Ting just now.

"Ah Liu has just recovered, and just now we had a sparring match with me, I'm afraid I'm tired, why don't I go back to my room and rest for a while?" Feng Muting said.

"Well, good." Su Fuliu nodded, and the group went back to the room together.

Just waiting for Su Fuliu to be bedridden again, Feng Muting said: "Then Liu will rest first, and I will deal with some things."

"Okay." Su Fuliu knew that Feng Muting was very busy right now.

Lu Chimo also said: "Young Master Su, rest well, and Yulang and I will go back to our room first."

"En." Su Fuliu nodded again, and soon everyone left, leaving Su Fuliu lying on the bed alone, in a daze.

Feng Muting walked with Lu Chimo and Bai Yulang.

At the fork, Lu Chimo said to Bai Yulang: "Yulang, you go back to the room first, the senior brother and the prince still have something to do."

"Oh..." Although Bai Yulang wondered what was going on with Lu Chimo and Feng Muting, he rarely asked any more questions, and just took a look at them before going back to his room.

And Lu Chimo took a look at Feng Muting, and went to the study with Feng Muting by another route.