This Marshal of the Palace

Yan Ci slept very deeply, but Ye Qingling couldn't sleep. Yan Ci's fragility just now made people feel distressed. Her face was full of tears, her eyes were full of pleading and dependence, and she even grabbed her sleeve. hands are shaking.

It is true that she has never killed anyone, but as a royal family member, she has seen many dead people. Ye Jingyuan, who has been wandering around in the Jianghu, would tell her some interesting stories or knowledge about the Jianghu affairs every time he came back, including those killings.

So her first reaction was that her A Ci was fine. Although this person had many injuries, she was still alive, so what does it matter to her whether those people are dead or not?

"A Ci, I'm glad you're still alive. Whether those people die or not has nothing to do with me, I only care that you are still in front of me, understand?" Ye Qingling took Yan Ci's face with both hands and gently kissed away the tears on her face , the words are soft and intoxicating.

With just one sentence, the uneasiness in Yan Ci's heart completely dissipated, he stretched out his arms to hug Ye Qingling and buried her in her neck, and began to cry, until he was tired of crying and fell asleep.

Carefully putting Yan Ci back on the bed, Ye Qingling looked at the person who shrunk herself into a ball and smiled helplessly, hoping that the Yan Ci she saw when she woke up tomorrow would still be that childish person.

When Yan Ci woke up, Ye Qingling had just fallen asleep, half asleep and half awake, she saw Yan Ci cautiously walked around her and got out of bed, reaching out and grabbing the man's sleeve.

"Huh? Did you wake up?" Yan Ci was caught by the sleeve just as he stood on the ground, and when he turned around, he saw Ye Qingling looking at her with half-opened eyes.

"No, I just woke up." Ye Qingling grabbed Yan Ci's hand and sat up, leaning softly on Yan Ci's body. Maybe it was because the clothes were not tied up when he just woke up, most of his shoulders were exposed, and even the scenery in front of him was like a haze. The shadow is indistinct, coupled with this beauty's newly awakened appearance, it is extremely alluring.

"I haven't woken up yet, let's sleep for a while." The puzzled Yan Ci half embraced Ye Qingling and pulled her clothes back, and then she was about to send her back to bed to lie down. "It's not cold now, but the humidity is heavy in the morning. Don't catch a cold." It can be said that he is a gentleman.

Seeing Ye Qingling lying down obediently in the bed, Yan Ci went to wash and change clothes, and when she was ready, she returned to the bed and saw Ye Qingling still opened her eyes and said: "Then I'm leaving, I will come back early at night."

"Yeah." Ye Qingling responded lightly, "Xingqian is coming back today, and I'll let her take a look at it for you when the time comes."

Speaking of Bai Xingqian, what Yan Ci remembers the most is those extremely bad-tasting medicines and the teasing taste. A while ago, Bai Xingqian said that he went to find her master and finally left. Why did he come back now? ?

Ye Qingling looked at Yan Ci's unhappy expression and smiled: "This time she came back with her master, who will stay in the mansion for a while, just in time to recuperate your body."

It was said that Yan Ci couldn't do anything if he wasn't happy, he could only pretend to be pitiful and tricked Ye Qingling into giving him a kiss, and then he went to the city guard contentedly.

She is short of people, but she doesn't plan to find the third prince, because she said that the third prince will definitely give her people, but those people must also be loyal to the third prince and the emperor, and no matter what she does, she will return there. There are two people.What she wants is someone who can be completely loyal to herself, and only then can she be in complete control, not a half puppet.

Now there are only 43 people left under her, including Yu Jue who is limp in sword practice, seven or eight disabled people who either broke their legs or hands, and the one who will die in a year. Su Qian.In other words, there are only about 30 people she can command and move now, and among the 30 people, there are about [-] skills that can be said to be rare. If it is against the butcher, it is estimated that they will die within a few rounds.Although the other ten kung fu are better, but that's the way it is said. I really don't know how these people got in. They also said that Wang Hua's direct descendants are so weak, what can they do?

The job of recruiting people had to be done quickly. She was so flustered by seeing these people that she didn't even want to look at them.

As a result, many people saw a table set up at the gate of the city guard, and a big red paper was hung on the side like a fortune teller on the street. come.

The camp for guarding the city was set up outside the city, and most of the people who came and went were people from the Jianghu and nearby villagers. The sentence on the Yan Ci paper attracted many people.As a place where more people die than are recruited every year, the city guards have a lot of monthly silver, especially the military uniform. It can be said that no one dares to walk sideways among the people in this capital city. Said, so there are a lot of people who come, but there are not many who can make Yan Ci fancy.

The first one to come was a man who claimed to be the king of dogs. With a short slap, the muscles on his body could be clearly seen without any effort.

"I can carry a cow around when I'm sixteen, and my cows don't have as much energy as me when plowing the land." Wang Goudan patted the muscles on his body, speaking with a rustic accent.

Yan Ci: ... Carrying a cow?plow?Could it be that these people have misunderstood the guards?

But even though he was speechless, Yan Ci still pointed to a two-inch-thick stone on one side: "You said you are strong, so if you break that stone, you will pass." If you can smash that stone directly That strength is not small, no matter how hard you practice, it will be the rhythm of smashing a head with a slap.

Wang Goudan is full of self-confidence, isn't he just a rock that will shatter with a slap.

But in the end, Wang Goudan slapped him down, and the stone was fine, but he clapped his hands and yelled.

"Next." Crossing out Wang Goudan's name blankly, Yan Ci called the next person to come up.

A few of them were peasants nearby, all talking about their own strength, and then they went to shoot stones one by one, but of course no one succeeded.

"I don't agree, there is something wrong with this stone, no one can break it." A man clapped his hands and shouted.

Yan Ci rolled his eyes speechlessly, and some knight-errants around him also covered their mouths to hold back their laughter.There is no problem with that stone, but it is completely impossible to break it with the strength of those people alone, but if it is them, it can be broken with a little effort if they use their internal strength.

Several men yelled around. Although some Jianghu people also want to join the city guard, they don't mind watching the excitement first, and at the same time want to see the ability of the city guard.

Yan Ci also frowned. Those big men saw her young and thought they could come in if they were easy to bully?Putting down the pen in his hand, Yan Ci sat there with his arms crossed and his legs crossed, with an expression of "you make trouble as you like, I'll watch the show".

There was a lot of noise at the gate, and the city guards inside also came out to watch the show. They saw the new Beibaifu sitting there, and several men clapped their hands and kept making noise.

Xu Sheng kept winking at Yan Ci from behind. He separated from Yan Ci on the way to the school that day, in order not to let others see that they were related, so now he can only worry about it from behind.

Yan Ci was not in a hurry, and watched the men messing about with interest, until they could only howl for a long time before standing up.

"Go on, I haven't seen enough yet." Yan Ci tilted her head, and the smile on her face looked very gentle, but if someone who knew Yan Ci's nature was here, she would immediately retreat to a place where she could not see, because of this smile It means that someone is going to be unlucky next.

Seeing so many people around, the few men couldn't hold back their faces, and one of them rushed over with a clenched fist.

Yan Ci didn't dodge or dodge, still stood there with a smile, but when the big man's fist came in front of him, he stretched out his hand to block the fist that was as big as her hand.

The man looked surprised. He didn't expect that the white-looking and somewhat thin boy in front of him could catch his fist. He wanted to pull his hand back but found that he couldn't move it at all.

Yan Ci's eyes were teasing, the corner of his mouth curled into an arc, but the movement of his hand was not light, and he dislocated the man's hand with a click, and then let the arm fall limply.

She didn't want to hurt anyone, she just taught him a lesson, otherwise, according to her temperament, whether the arm was still on the body would be two things.

Standing next to the stone, Yan Ci raised his hand and dropped it. He didn't even make a sound, and the stone didn't move at all. It should be there.

"You can't break it yourself, so you want to get out of the city guard?" another man shouted.

"Oh?" Yanci raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth smiled even more, "Not broken?" Then he stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on the stone, and a shocking thing happened to everyone.

The stones that were still motionless suddenly collapsed, and the small stones that were not much bigger than the small stones scattered all over the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Her internal force is domineering, but her control over internal force is unrivaled. She shattered the stone but still kept it intact. Unless there was another external force, no one would be able to tell that the stone was broken.

"Do you have any comments?" The words were addressed to a few men, but they were addressed to those people in the Jianghu around.

Those Jianghu people were also surprised. This young man looked only in his twenties, but he did not expect to have such deep internal strength, and he could shatter stones without making a fuss. This is not something ordinary people can do.

Showing his hands, a few men walked away in despair, the rest of the Jiang Hu people saw Yan Ci waved his hands back and sat down, with a pen in his hand and said: "Next."

After a while, a thin man with ragged clothes came to the table and said in a low voice, "Nie Feng."

Yan Ci wrote down the name, looked up and saw that Nie Feng looked to be in his thirties, with a beard all over his face, the clothes on his body were washed white, the patches were everywhere and some places could not be repaired, except for his hands. The sword in the book may be worth a little money, and it is estimated that there is nothing valuable.

Nie Feng's strength is not bad. Although the stone slabs are not as broken as hers, they are not far behind.

The next progress is very smooth. There are hundreds of people who have memorized their names in one day, and many of them are powerful masters. Therefore, Yan Ci can only tell them that there are too many people, and there will be a match tomorrow, and the winner will be the last one. Enter the moat.

The author has something to say:

Princess: Xingqian is coming back

Yan Shuai: (unhappy)

Princess: Xingqian came back with her master

Yan Shuai: (very unhappy)

Princess: Xingqian and her master are going to stay at our house temporarily

Yan Shuai: (Super unhappy)

Princess: Take good care of yourself, for your good health

Yan Shuai: (reluctantly accept the reason)

The princess and Yan Shuai don't need assists, what they lack is just the teaching materials for learning. (˙ω˙)