The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Tang Jiao got up before dawn and practiced with Zi Xiang's sword. This sword technique must be coordinated with breathing and internal strength.

Since she successfully introduced the spirit into her body, her body contains a powerful spiritual power. When the sword rises and falls, the spiritual power travels, and she actually brings her own sword energy.

She was still practicing for the first time. Although Zixiang had never seen this sword technique before, she could teach Tang Jiao about the movements and drawing the sword.

The initial practice is very slow, Tang Jiao is not in a hurry, just take your time.

When Lu Changze came in, he saw his little rabbit playing with a sword.

In his eyes, it was indeed play.

The sword is almost as good as hers, and she still learns how to practice swordsmanship from others, and she is very good at it.

Stepping forward and grabbing her hand, Lu Changze hugged her into his arms and said with a smile: "Swords are dangerous, don't play with them."

Tang Jiao realized that she was leaning against his chest, her face turned red and she said softly, "Let me go, I'm learning a swordsmanship."

Phew, Lu Changze couldn't hold back his laughter and hit her mercilessly: "With your practice, when will you be able to master it?"

"You'll always get better at it. If it's your first time practicing, just go away."

Tang Jiao pushed him away and continued practicing.

If someone else pushed him, Lu Changze would have already had murderous intent, but it was different for her. She pushed his chest with her soft, boneless hands, and felt her heart numb.

Sitting next to her, he picked up the teacup she drank from and took a sip. He looked at his woman calmly. When he saw the back, his face softened slightly and his eyes became serious.

Her swordsmanship looks weak, but it has hidden strength, which can be seen when she accidentally cuts off a peony branch.

It seems that there is a strong power in her body, but she doesn't know how to use it. It should be said that she hasn't found a way to use it yet.

The most important thing is that her swordsmanship is exquisite and domineering, and it is a move he has never seen before.

He was familiar with a set of sword techniques after just a few glances. He stood up and came behind her, holding her hand and guiding her: "Jiao'er, you have physical strength but you can't use it. Pay attention to the strength when you draw the sword. You must use the strength from The heart extends to the arm, and then the sword strikes out."

His words were to the point, simple and easy to understand. Tang Jiao followed what he said and found that he was indeed very powerful.

Sure enough, it's different after learning martial arts.

After dancing for half an hour, Tang Jiao was extremely tired and threw the sword back to Zi Xiang.

Seeing Lu Changze sitting on her chair, Fang thought, "How did you get in here today?"

Would her father and mother let him out into this backyard?

Zixiang reminded her: "Master, the master and his wife went to their hometown today to visit your grandmother."

Tang Jiaofang remembered what her mother had said to her yesterday afternoon. Her grandmother lived in her hometown mansion and was feeling unwell these days, so she wanted to go back and have a look.

No wonder he could come to her courtyard openly.

They were both an unmarried couple, and Tang Jiao felt uncomfortable, so she sat across from him and peeled longan seeds to eat.

When had Lu Changze peeled off these things, his gentle eyes were instantly filled with anger, and his whole person's aura was cold and irritable.

Tang Jiao handed a piece of crystal longan meat to his mouth and said in a soft voice: "Longan nourishes Qi, eat more."

After getting along with him, she discovered that Lu Changze was actually very understanding. There was nothing wrong with him being soft-hearted and not hard-edged, and stroking his hair like a cat.

The annoyance in Lu Changze's heart suddenly disappeared, and his heart was filled with warm bubbles. He opened his mouth to hold it, and his hot tongue accidentally touched her round fingers, and the two of them were startled.

Tang Jiao blushed and retracted her hand, lowered her head and continued peeling.

Lu Changze stared at her slender white fingers, and some indescribable images came to his mind.

On this side, there was a warm relationship. In the Lu residence, Princess Qing'an knelt in front of the eldest princess with a look of grievance on her face.

The eldest princess glanced at her and said with a smile: "Why did you come to Huaizhou?"

She naturally knows that this girl Qing'an likes her grandson. Not only does her grandson dislike her, but she doesn't like her either.

Because of her status, she is domineering and tyrannical, harming no one but her grandson.

Princess Qing'an raised her slightly red and swollen face and said softly: "Princess, I heard that Brother Changze has a fiancée. Is it true?"

"Speak normally and stop mumbling. It gives me a headache."

They are all human beings, but seeing how cute their charming sister is when she speaks, it makes people get goosebumps when she speaks, it’s so unpleasant to hear.

Princess Qing'an returned to her original shape and looked at the eldest princess aggrievedly: "With my status, I am worthy of Brother Nagasawa. Tang Jiao is a foxy girl. Look at her face and waist, she looks like she came from a brothel. Woman, if you marry such a person, Brother Nagasawa will never be able to do anything else. Princess, you must not destroy Brother Nagasawa."

The eldest princess was very happy: "You love Brother Ze more than me emotionally. I don't know when you were so considerate."

Princess Qing'an pretended not to hear the sarcasm in her tone and pouted: "Eldest Princess, please be as sincere as you wish."

"Brother Ze doesn't want you, how can I make it happen. Sister Jiao is Brother Ze's chosen wife, so what's the use of your nagging. If a man doesn't want you, you'll have to change your skin and become more beautiful." God, he still won’t look at you.”

Princess Qing'an bit her lower lip, got up angrily and strode away.

Looking at her leaving figure, Aunt Yu whispered to the eldest princess: "Fortunately, our prince has good eyesight. If we really marry this person, we will really want to stay at home."

Marry a virtuous wife. Marrying a good wife can really bring prosperity to three generations, or even more than three generations.

The eldest princess naturally understood this and sighed softly: "Sister Jiao has a softer temper, so that's okay. I'm in better health now. I can help support her in the future and marry my great-grandson a powerful wife. I'll feel relieved."

"Of course." Aunt Yu rubbed her forehead for her and said with a smile: "Master, please take good care of yourself. No one will hurt us, only us. Miss Tang has a sweet and docile temperament. It's not comfortable to talk to her." Young Master. You must live a long life to take care of your great-grandson."

The eldest princess smiled, stood up and held her hand and said, "Sister Jiao asked me to take more walks. Come on, let's go for a walk in the back garden to eat."

Princess Qing'an stepped out of Luzhai, her face flushed with anger, and she was about to get into the carriage when she was stopped by someone.

Turning around, he saw a woman wearing a white skirt with an orchid-like temperament.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he was inexplicably unhappy: "Who are you?"

He Yunyin blessed her and pursed her lips as if she was wondering: "I don't know that this girl is the prince's childhood sweetheart."

Childhood sweetheart?

These four words made Princess Qing'an happy, and the arrogance on her face became even greater: "I am Princess Qing'an. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Turns out to be a princess?

He Yunyin was shocked. She happened to see this girl entangled with Tang Jiao and Tang Jiao last night. She knew that the other party must be Lu Changze's suitor.

She never thought she was a princess. The princess was great. As long as she fawned over her, there was no need to worry about killing Tang Jiao.

Thinking of this, He Yunyin's face was filled with uneasiness: "The princess must save the prince's life, otherwise she may be ruined by Tang Jiao."

Princess Qing'an narrowed her eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

He Yunyin looked around and said slightly, "Princess, please choose another place to talk."

Princess Qing'an glanced at her up and down and stepped into the carriage: "Come up."

He Yunyin felt secretly happy and hurriedly followed her into the carriage.