I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

Xiao Ye looked straight ahead, concentrating on maintaining this movement. With the foundation of horse stance, it was not too difficult for him to do this movement now, and he could easily keep his body stable without shaking.

Wen Shutang stood beside him all the time, paying close attention to his every little movement and pointing out his mistakes in time.

It turned out that her master's training was even stricter than this. She would be beaten if her body trembled. She was exhausted after training every day and had no strength at all.

Xiao Yizhuo frowned slightly as he watched Xiao Ye's actions, secretly surprised in his heart, as he had never seen such a posture before.

His eyes fell on Wen Shutang, who was standing aside with a serious expression, and he became more and more curious about her hometown. What kind of novel place could produce such an outstanding person like Wen Shutang?

Wen Shutang always felt that the training time passed very quickly. In a blink of an eye, the sun was about to set. The setting sun shone on several people. Wen Shutang raised his head and glanced at the blood-red setting sun in the distance.

"Okay, that's all for today. Let's take a rest."

After receiving the order, Xiao Ye relaxed all of a sudden. He couldn't help but frown and shook his sore arms.

"Each move of Wing Chun requires long-term training. Only with a solid foundation can you unleash the maximum power of Wing Chun." Wen Shutang walked forward and pinched Xiao Ye's arm, gently exerting force on his hands to activate his muscles.

Although Xiao Ye is very talented, we can't rush things. It would be bad if he strained his muscles. He will have to be stretched after every training in the future.

Wen Shutang's grip wasn't very strong, but Xiao Ye's arm had become numb and sore after maintaining the same position for too long, and it hurt a lot with the slightest touch.

As she kneaded him hard, Xiao Ye's face wrinkled in pain. He grimaced and groaned softly a few times, and couldn't help but retract his arms.

"pain."

"Bear with it, if you don't do this, you will get cramps." Wen Shutang held his arm and did not let go until he had massaged the stiff muscles until they relaxed.

Xiao Ye was shaking his arms, his face covered with sweat.

"Okay, go and rest, and continue tomorrow."

Xiao Ye nodded and turned back to his room.

Wen Shutang looked at him as he walked into the house before looking away. Xiao Yizhuo was standing beside her: "It's a bit difficult for him to suddenly increase the intensity."

"It's not difficult. I also started training when I was his age. In fact, it's better to learn this kind of thing from elementary school." Wen Shutang turned to look at him and raised his eyebrows.

"Are you feeling distressed?"

Xiao Yizhuo raised his eyebrows in denial: "In terms of heartache, you should not be much worse."

Wen Shutang curled his lips and turned his head without saying anything. As expected, the feeling of having others guess one's thoughts was not very good.

Ever since she learned about the children's childhood experiences, Wen Shutang couldn't help but pay more attention to and care about these three children. Although she was very strict with Xiao Ye on the surface, her heartache was real.

Xiao Yizhuo looked at her back and laughed muffledly. Sometimes she was quite easy to guess.

"Tell me about Wan'er's life experience." After saying this, Wen Shutang returned to the room first.

Xiao Yizhuo followed her footsteps, entered the room, closed the door, and then sat on a round stool and was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Wan'er's mother is a concubine of an aristocratic family. Her father is a lieutenant in the imperial army. They were childhood sweethearts and naturally got married when they grew up. A few days after Wan'er was born, war broke out. Her father went to the battlefield to fight, but was framed by a traitor. Your Majesty probably panicked and believed the slander of the villain, thinking that her father was colluding with the enemy and treason, so he issued an imperial decree to cut off his food and reinforcements."

Xiao Yizhuo's tone became a little stiff when he spoke here, and his hands on the table clenched into fists.

Wen Shutang's eyes fell on him, vaguely guessing what happened next, and he pursed his lips tightly, unable to tell what he was feeling.

Xiao Yizhuo slowly exhaled, closed his eyes and continued, "His father and a group of soldiers guarding the city were besieged and killed by the enemy. According to the spies, he was shot by the enemy with the longevity lock in his arms that he intended to give to Wan'er. Later, he was beheaded and displayed to the public. His death was tragic. His relatives and family members were also treated harshly and exiled by His Majesty. Wan'er's mother died of illness on the way to exile. When I rode over, the guards were actually facing her mother's body...but the two-year-old Wan'er was tied up beside her."

Speaking of the past, Xiao Yizhuo's eyes revealed a deep sense of powerlessness. One thing he regretted till now was that he did not get to that lonely city in time, and he almost failed to protect his old friend's deceased wife.

Wen Shutang noticed Xiao Yizhuo's depressed mood. He must have felt very guilty because his brother who had fought side by side with him against the enemy was framed and killed.

But what she least expected was that the emperor actually believed the one-sided words of the civil officials and absurdly ruined the life of a military general.

She was holding her breath and couldn't let it out. This aggrieved feeling made her feel really uncomfortable. Damn those incompetent superiors.

Although a two-year-old girl probably doesn't remember much, seeing her mother's body being treated disrespectfully must have left the little girl with considerable psychological trauma.

Wen Shutang couldn't help but feel distressed when he thought of the little girl who was still trying to identify medicinal herbs and wanted to study medicine. She tried so hard to become a doctor, and she probably felt a little regretful that she couldn't cure her mother's illness.

They were both silent for a long time. Wen Shutang looked up at Xiao Yizhuo and said, "The man has passed away. All we can do is to protect the three children and ensure their safe and healthy growth. This can also be regarded as a comfort to the spirits of their parents in heaven."

Xiao Yizhuo nodded. Besides him, Wen Shutang was the only one who knew the background of the children. During the war, His Majesty made many absurd decisions. After the war subsided, in order to avoid damaging his reputation and being criticized, he sent people to clean up these orphans. He wiped out the traces of the children and took them to a small village to avoid the world, thus avoiding the pursuit of those people in the capital.

After learning about the backgrounds of the three children, Wen Shutang had a preliminary guess about Xiao Yizhuo's identity, but he only had a rough idea in his mind.

She didn't ask. It would be better to wait until Xiao Yizhuo was willing to do such a private matter.

Wen Shutang stood up and went outside to prepare dinner, and happened to meet Xiao Wan who was walking out of the small warehouse with medicinal herbs in her arms.

"Mom! I have memorized most of it. I will definitely remember it all in one day." Xiao Wan smiled brightly.

Wen Shutang looked at her smile, and ripples appeared in his heart. An inexplicable sourness swept through his heart.

She felt sad for Xiao Wan, and also felt indignant for the falsely accused deputy lieutenant. If it weren't for the incompetent emperor, perhaps Xiao Wan would have been a child with a happy family.