My Empress is My Bad Girl

Qian'er was thinking about what he was going to offend, and he was already holding her arm and pulling her to walk around.

"What are you doing? Me, I can't walk anymore!" Qian'er panted angrily.

Her head and chest are about to explode.

"Princess, Humble Job knows you are uncomfortable, but you can't stop right now, you must take your time. Humble Job will accompany you for a while."

Qian'er couldn't get rid of him either.

In order to allow herself to concentrate on martial arts, Qian'er forbids other people here.

Not even Su Tan.

At this moment, she had no other choice but to listen to Xiao Zhuang's mercy.

"Can you let me go?" Qian'er barely walked a few steps, resisting the feeling of faint and vomiting, panting and whispering.

"Please forgive your Highness."

No matter how annoyed Qian'er was, Xiao Zhuang still unswervingly pulled her, forcing her to follow her own footsteps and walk slowly in the martial arts field.

Gradually, Qian'er's breath became stable, and the faint feeling disappeared.

All that is left is the exhaustion and a touch of excitement after exercise.

Xiao Zhuang glanced at her face, released her arm, "please princess to punish."

Qian'er waved his hand: "I know you are for my good. I scolded you just now, don't take it to heart."

"I won't be a humble job." Xiao Zhuang said calmly, "Judging from the princess's performance just now, your physical strength is too poor. Come here today, and come back at this time tomorrow."

"That's the end of today?"

"Yes. The humble position believes that the princess's physical condition should be taken step by step, otherwise it will cause damage to the body."

"Okay." Qian'er was feeling tired and didn't want to move anymore. "Don't go in a hurry. I asked the kitchen to prepare sour plum soup in advance, so I can drink a bowl to relieve fatigue."

"Thank you princess for the reward."

Xiao Zhuang followed her back to Xiao Pian Ting.

Su Tan was busy carrying water and towels, and ordered people to put tea and snacks, of course, the sour plum soup that night was indispensable.

"Is the princess tired?" Su Tan looked at her sweaty head and wiped her sweat distressedly.

"Not tired." Qian'er looked at Xiao Zhuang and said with a joking smile, "Master Zhuang, sit down and drink slowly and take a break."

Xiao Zhuang hurriedly said, "I dare not be in a humble position."

"Three people must have my teacher. Since you taught me martial arts, you are naturally considered my master. What a humble one." Qian'er smiled and pushed him the sour plum soup, "Drink it."

Xiao Zhuang did not decline, but he did not sit down either.

He took the sour plum soup and poured it down in one breath.

Su Tan brought another bowl to Qian'er over there: "The princess has a little drink and some snacks."

Qian'er nodded, took the bowl, and just brought it to his mouth, but was stopped by a hand that suddenly stretched out.

Qian'er looked up in amazement, "Master Zhuang?"

"Previously, Humble Post had read the letter written by the Queen Mother. Humble Post thought that at this time the princess was not suitable to drink sour plum soup, nor could she eat any snacks.

"Presumptuous!" Su Tan shouted, "The princess has worked so hard for a long time. Would you dare to stop drinking a bowl of sour plum soup?"

"Sister Su, don't be so angry. Let Master Zhuang say." Qianer said.

Xiao Zhuang said: "Princess, Bei Zhi just drank the soup, there should be a lot of sugar in it, it's too sweet."

"Sour plum soup will definitely put sugar." Su Tan said.

"So the princess can't drink it. You ran these two laps hard, and half a bowl of soup was in vain." Xiaozhuang said seriously, "As for the snacks, it's even worse."

Qian'er pursed her lips: "You are right."

Su Tan asked: "What can the princess eat?"