This Marshal of the Palace

In the next few days, Yan Ci spent in Ye Qingling's gentleness and baby-faced Bai Xingqian's rage from time to time. After more than a month of cultivation, her body also recovered very well, and the wounds on her body had completely scabbed over. The said knife also returned to her hand.

Although she no longer has any memory about this knife, she still blurted out Shuo Han when she saw this knife, and even played a few tricks very smoothly after getting the knife.

Yan Ci, who got the knife, was in a state of excitement. He kept holding the knife in his hand as if he wanted to fight with someone, and the smile on his face didn't stop for a second.

"Bei Ci, do you still remember those moves?" Ye Qingling doubted whether Yan Ci, who could even forget his own knife, could remember those martial arts moves.

"I don't remember, but I know that no one in the entire mansion is my opponent." Yan Ci replied with a grin.

"Huh? So powerful?" Ye Qingling didn't believe it. All the guards in the Princess Mansion were masters who were selected from thousands of miles. Still looking stupid, how could they be their opponents?

"Don't believe me?" Yan Ci tilted his head, turned his wrist, and slashed the knife in his hand, making a piercing sound in the air: "I can fight them."

"Okay." Ye Qingling nodded and pointed out a guard: "If you beat him, I'll take you out to eat delicious food."

"It's a deal." Yan Ci stretched out his palm and patted Ye Qingling's hand, expressing that he had agreed not to go back on his word.

"Well, it's a deal." Ye Qingling also patted Yan Ci's palm, but secretly gave the guard a look, signaling him to put some water at that time, so that Yan Ci won.

There is a school yard in the princess mansion, although it is not big, but it is completely in accordance with the army, complete with [-] kinds of weapons.

"Come on." Yan Ci took off his outer robe, and was wearing a narrow-sleeved thin shirt. She picked up the fine hair on his forehead and looked excited with the Shuohan knife in his hand.

The guard on the opposite side seemed to be in his early thirties. He took a weapon similar to the Shuohan knife from the weapon rack and stood opposite Yanci.

"Teach me." The guard cupped his hands slightly and performed a quack salute.

"Please enlighten me." The excitement on Yan Ci's face was much less, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Ci's standing posture was very casual, he turned his wrist a few times and performed two tricks, looking like a child who just started practicing martial arts and got a sword.

There was a flash of embarrassment in the guard's eyes. If Beici's strength can match his two moves, he can also pretend to be invincible, but seeing her like this now, she doesn't know kung fu at all. How can this make him let go? ?

"Forget it, I don't want this face." The guard was heartbroken, and only begged the princess to give him more monthly money for the sake of not wanting his face.

Yan Ci looked at the guard who was rushing towards him without any movement, and even stood the tip of the knife on the ground and spun it around a few times, having fun.

"Beici." Ye Qingling yelled anxiously as she saw the guards getting closer and closer to Yanci. Although she knew that these guards would not hurt Yanci, they might be hurt by the sword without eyes.

"Hey." Yan Ci raised his head towards Ye Qingling, his body suddenly tilted, leaning against Shuo Han standing on the ground to maintain his balance, and avoided the guard's knife, then turned his body, raised the knife with both hands and slapped the guard's back on the back.

"Cough." The guard staggered, and rushed forward a few steps, only to feel that he was out of breath after being shot, and when the breath flowed down his neck, he had already put a knife on his neck.

"I won." Ye Qingling, who was proud of Yan Ci, raised her eyebrows and told her how good she was.

"Very powerful." Ye Qingling praised Yan Ci's complacent appearance.

"That's right, I just said that I'm very good." Yan Ci put away the knife and ran to Ye Qingling in an extremely embarrassing manner: "I agreed before, if I win, I will go out to play."

"Okay, let's go out and play." Ye Qingling glanced at Yan Ci's clothes. He was wearing a narrow-sleeved thin shirt that he wore when practicing martial arts, and his hair was tied up casually. It's fine to wear it in the mansion, but if you go to the street, you can still wear it. To change.

After ordering someone to take Yan Ci to change clothes, Ye Qingling also asked the guards who had just competed with Yan Ci to go to the treasury to receive the reward.

"Princess, I really didn't let the water go. Miss Bei just won by her own ability." The guard stood in front of Ye Qingling and said, his face was as red as if he was about to bleed.

He is not bad at martial arts, and he is considered a master among the guards in the Princess Mansion, otherwise he would not have been selected to protect the inner courtyard, but he really wanted to find a hole to bury himself in today's matter.

He actually lost to a kid in his early twenties, and in front of so many colleagues, Yan Ci's actions just now were clearly seen by everyone, and he had a good grasp of the timing, and he just got stuck at the point That's why he can win so easily.Although it is suspected of trickery, it can be regarded as a proof of strength.

After listening to the guard's explanation, Ye Qingling asked him to collect the money, and then sat there waiting for Yan Ci to come over.

Yan Ci's movements were quick, and Ye Qingling came back after changing her clothes before she finished her cup of tea.

The first time she saw Yan Ci, Ye Qingling was amazed. Perhaps it was because she had rarely seen the sun during this period of time. Yan Ci's originally dark skin had become much fairer, and her hair was too troublesome, but the high beam behind her head looked very refreshing. A black dress with narrow sleeves fit her body very well.

Yan Ci is tall and thin, with a slender figure. Because she has been practicing martial arts all year round, she stands very straight, which makes her look extraordinarily tall and straight.

What surprised Ye Qingling the most was that face, which was not the kind of gentle or reserved look she usually saw on other women's faces.She is very good-looking, her lips are neither thick nor thin, and the corners of her lips are slightly raised with a little pride that can't be concealed. The heroism and ease that only belong to the Jianghu people are in her eyes. With this dress, she looks like a fledgling Jianghu boy. , and like some handsome young man.

"Hey, I've changed my clothes, let's go." Yan Ci couldn't wait, she had been staying in the princess mansion all this time, although she knew that Ye Qingling was here to let her recover from her injuries, but she really wanted to go out and play.

"Okay, let's go, the carriage is ready outside the door." Ye Qingling smiled helplessly, and let Yan Ci go straight to the carriage, anyway, as long as she didn't get on the carriage, Yan Ci could only stay in the carriage obediently .

The location of the Princess Mansion is very good. Not far from the mansion is the most prosperous street in the capital of Dongxia. There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the road, and the hawkers on the street never stop shouting.

And what about Yanci?Sitting in the corner of the carriage with the curtain opened, looking at the street, he kept screaming like a bumpkin entering the city.

"Hey, stop and stop." Yan Ci suddenly asked the driver to stop as if he saw some rare treasure, and jumped off the car before it stopped, and went straight to the destination.

Her target was the old man sitting on the curb by the side of the road. To be precise, it was the candied haws on the straw handle in the old man's hand.

Yan Ci took two skewers from above, then turned his head to look at the carriage parked not far away and took three more skewers from above.

"Five sticks, ten coins." The old man looked at the candied haws in Yanci's hand and said.

"Okay." Yan Ci grabbed all the candied haws in one hand, and with the other hand, he touched all the places on his body that could hold money. If there was no money, there was nothing. He touched it again with the other hand, and there was still nothing. No.

The clothes were newly changed, and there was nothing else. When she thought about it carefully, she didn't have any money even if she wore other clothes. It seemed that she hadn't seen any money since she woke up for more than a month.

Putting the candied haws in his hand back into the grass handle, Yan Ci ran back after leaving a word: "Please keep it, old man, I'll be right back."

Running back to the carriage, Yan Ciba looked at Ye Qingling pitifully at the window: "I want to eat candied haws, but I have no money."

"Go ahead, buy whatever you want." Ye Qingling handed the purse to Yanci.

"Princess, are you sure that this Beici has lost his memory, instead of breaking his brain, how do I feel..." Yanxin nodded his head with an expression of "Princess, you understand".

"You." Ye Qingling chuckled, and turned to look outside at Yanci, who was having fun running around in various stalls: "Beici has this childlike personality because he doesn't remember anything."

"That's right." Yan Xin looked at Yan Ci outside and then at her own princess, her brows and eyes were full of tenderness.

"I'm back." Yan Ci returned to the carriage with a lot of things in his arms, a candied haws still in his mouth.

"So much food?" Ye Qingling took a quick look and found that Yanci bought all food, and bought several copies of each.

"Yeah." Yan Ci piled up the large pile of things on the small table in the carriage and quickly separated them: "This one is for Qingling, this one is for Yanxin, this one is for Brother Coachman, and the other one is for him. The one guarding Big Brother at the back, and this one, mine."

Everyone has a share, one does not pull.

Ye Qingling looked at the five piles of food in front of her, and then looked at Yanci's serious expression and couldn't help pinching her face: "We Beici are so obedient."

"Master said, you can't eat alone." Yan Ci blurted out, then froze again, Master?Who is the master?

"Huh? Master?" Ye Qingling also noticed Yan Ci's blurted address.

"Uh, I..." Yanci scratched her head, but still couldn't remember.

Seeing Yan Ci's appearance, Ye Qingling knew that she couldn't remember it, so she reached out and touched Yan Ci's head: "It's okay, I will think about it later."

"No." Yan Ci nodded.

Ye Qingling took Yan to resign from the mansion of his third brother. The third prince, Ye Jingyuan, didn't like court since he was a child. When he was more than ten years old, he wandered in the rivers and lakes. This time, he took Yan to resign just to let him see if he knew Yan Ci. , Maybe we can find some clues, or maybe it can make Yan Ci think of something.