This Marshal of the Palace

The third prince's mansion is only one street away from the second princess' mansion, and the carriage that Yan Ci bought had stopped at the entrance of the third prince's mansion before he finished eating.

"Huh?" He raised his head and looked a little dazed.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious." Ye Qingling wiped the food residue from the corner of Yan Ci's mouth and pinched Yan Ci's face before getting out of the carriage.

Yan Ci, who was sitting dumbfounded in the carriage, touched his face that Ye Qingling had pinched just now, it was very rough to the touch, compared to Ye Qingling's smooth and tender face, it was like heaven and earth .

The Third Prince's Mansion is completely different from the mansions of other princes and princesses. Once you enter the mansion, there is a row of weapon racks and a ring that is not too big but not too small. On the right are four or five wooden stakes for martial arts. Go inside Go, there is also a long|spear inserted obliquely on the ground, the tip of the spear has been completely submerged in the soil, which shows the great strength.

The third prince, Ye Jingyuan, was practicing sword in the backyard at this time, when he heard that his royal sister was coming, he rushed to the front hall without even having time to change his clothes.

"Jinluan." Ye Jingyuan hurried over, still holding the sword he used when practicing martial arts.

"Chong"

The sound of the blade being unsheathed, Yan Ci stood in front of Ye Qingling, holding the scabbard around his waist with one hand and pulling out half of the knife with the other, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, his brows were less childish and more dignified and heroic .

"Who are you?" Yan Ci asked in a low voice. This person is not weak. If he wants to attack Ye Qingling, it may be a big trouble, and he must act in advance.

"Ah?" Ye Jingyuan was surprised. The clothes and accessories of the young man in front of him were all high-quality goods, which could be afforded by princes and nobles in this capital, but if he was a son of a prince and noble family, how could he not know himself?Besides, this person was brought by Huangmei, even if she didn't know Huangmei, she would explain it in advance, right?

Ye Jingyuan was full of doubts in his heart, but when he took a closer look at this young man, his feet were on the ground, his inner breath was stable, he was obviously a practitioner, and his kung fu was not weak. He didn't even know when such a young man appeared in the capital. Could it be true? I have been in the rivers and lakes for too long, and I don't know what happened in the capital?

"Beici, put down the knife." Ye Qingling was startled for a moment, and then realized that she forgot to tell Yanci where this place is.

"Bei Ci, put down the saber, this is my imperial brother." Seeing Yan Ci still holding a knife, Ye Qingling yelled softly. Although his imperial brother has a good temper, he is also extremely belligerent. Yan Ci went out to compete and hurt Yan Ci.

"Oh." Yanci turned to look at Ye Qingling, then turned to see Ye Jingyuan finally put the knife back into the scabbard, with a reluctance on his face, he was still complaining that Ye Jingyuan was not as good-looking as Ye Qingling.

"Jin Luan, who is this?" Ye Qingling really guessed right, Ye Jingyuan wanted to take Yan Ci out for a competition right now, such young masters are rare.

"Bei Ci, I rescued it some time ago, and lost my memory because of a brain injury." Ye Qingling briefly introduced Yan Ci.

"?" Yanci opened his eyes wide and looked at the two people, then turned his body slightly and tugged at Yanxin's sleeve.

"What?" Yan Xin bent down slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Why isn't that person called Qing Ling and Jin Luan?" Yan Ci asked in a low voice, his tone full of puzzlement.

"The princess title is Jinluan, so most people call princesses Princess Jinluan, and most of the princes also call them princesses." Yan Xin replied, during this time, Yanci had been staying in the princess mansion and never came out. People also directly address the princess, so it is normal for her not to know the title of the princess.

"Oh." Yan Ci nodded, but he was thinking in his heart whether to call the name more intimate or the title more intimate.

The titles are all rewards from the emperor, and there are not many princesses with similar titles in the history books, and the names are unique, so it seems that the names are more intimate.

Thinking of this, Yan Ci suddenly had a flash of pride in his heart. Even Qing Ling's elder brother is called Qing Ling. Does that mean that his relationship with Qing Ling is closer than Qing Ling's relationship with his brother?

It must be, Yanci made his own definition and stamped himself the most intimate with Ye Qingling.

Ye Qingling on the other side didn't know what Yan Ci was thinking at all, and could only see the silly smile on Yan Ci's face.

"Brother Huang, that's it. Think about it and see if there are people like this in Jianghu." Ye Qingling asked Ye Jingyuan.

"There are quite a few young knights who wield swords, but girls..." Ye Jingyuan rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "I really haven't heard of it."

"It's a young knight." Ye Qingling remembered the first time she saw Yanci covered in blood on the barren grass. She was wearing a boy's costume. At first, even she thought she had saved a young hero, but she didn't expect that clothes. Inside was a girl.

"That's not much..." Ye Jingyuan stroked his chin and thought, those young knights are all fledgling kids, and their kung fu is just like that. Those who are around the same age are all sent by those sects, so it's unlikely, right?

Forget it, I'd better find someone to check the traces of that famous disciple, and if there is someone who is right, then go and check it carefully.

"Leave this matter to me. I'll ask my friends in the world to look it up for me. I'll tell you as soon as I have any news." Ye Jingyuan's little thoughts that had been suppressed by him before he had a countermeasure rose again: "Jinluan, I Competing with her two moves may be able to try out her master's inheritance, and we will have a direction when we find it."

Try out the inheritance of the master?Ye Qingling glanced at her imperial brother, seeing his enthusiastic expression, it was really hard to believe that he just wanted to try "two tricks".

"No, she's not hurt yet..." Ye Qingling immediately stopped her, but it turned out that she couldn't stop her at all.

"Beici, how about going out and making two moves?" Ye Jingyuan waved his wrist and picked up a sword flower and shouted at Yanci.

"Okay." Yan Ci, who was nestled in the chair with a bored face, suddenly became more cheerful when he heard Bishi's two moves, and he stood up with his feet on the ground and put his hands on the handle of the knife.

"Your wounds haven't healed yet." Ye Qingling got up to stop, Yan Ci's wounds were just scabs, and it would take a while for them to fully heal.

"It's okay, it won't hurt you." Yan Ci grinned, her face full of confidence.

On the arena, Yan Ci and Ye Jingyuan stood opposite each other, while Ye Qingling stood beside the arena and looked at Yan Ci worriedly.

My royal brother never cares about the seriousness of fights, and Bei Ci's wounds are still not healed, what if the wounds on his body are broken away again this time?

Just when Ye Qingling was worried, the two people on the ring had already moved. Yan Ci swung the Shuohan knife in his hand and slammed down on Ye Jingyuan, and Ye Jingyuan was not a vegetarian. He blocked Yan Ci with a sword in his hand went back.

"It's so strong." Ye Jingyuan sighed inwardly, this saber Yan Ci was done entirely by his own strength, Ye Jingyuan's hand was already a little numb from the shock, this is not the strength that ordinary girls can have.

"The inner strength is so deep." The other half of Yan Ci was also surprised. She used all her strength and Shuo Han's weight for this knife, but Ye Jingyuan actually blocked it back. This inner strength is a little unfathomable.

After a trial, the two had a preliminary understanding of each other's strength, and all the contempt in their hearts disappeared, replaced by the raging fighting spirit.

Yan Ci's swordsmanship was practiced horizontally and wide open, and every move carried the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, while Ye Jingyuan held a light sword with dexterous sword moves and ingenious and changeable footwork. Indissoluble.

Yan Ci was the first to lose the battle, not because his kung fu was invincible, but because his body had not fully recovered, and his physical strength could not support the long-term fight.

"Happy." Ye Jingyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed, since he returned to the capital, he has never had such a happy fight.

On the contrary, after losing the competition, Yan Ci looked sullen, and squatted there to play with the knife in his hand.

"Hey, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, how about winning again next time?" Ye Qingling squatted beside Yanci and said softly.In her opinion, Yan Ci's mentality is only eight or nine years old at most, and it is normal to be depressed because of losing a game.

"No." Yan Ci's voice was muffled: "I can win."

Not talking big, when she saw Ye Jingyuan for the first time, she felt that she was stronger than him, and if she wanted to compete, she also felt that she could win, but in the end, she was defeated by Ye Jingyuan, which made her very upset. happy.

Ye Qingling patted Yan Ci's head, and softened his voice to comfort: "Bei Ci is already very good, how about I bring you to compete with Brother Huang next time when your body recovers?"

"Yeah." Yan Ci nodded heavily, her lips pursed slightly and regained her fighting spirit.

"Good boy." Ye Qingling pulled Yan Ci up: "Go and have lunch, the cook here is the best in the capital."

Yan Ci obediently stood up, put the knife back into its sheath, put on the outer robe that Yan Xin handed over, and then followed Ye Qingling to a side hall.

The dining table is not big, and there are several delicate and beautiful dishes on it.

"Here, sit." Ye Jingyuan waved at Yan Ci, pointing to the seat closest to him.

Looking at Ye Jingyuan, and then at Ye Qingling who was sitting on the other side, Yan Ci went straight to sit next to Ye Qingling, without any intention of paying attention to Ye Jingyuan.

Hmph, if you lose, don't talk to him.

"Hey..." Ye Jingyuan watched Yan Ci sit next to his royal sister, and quietly moved the chair to get closer to Ye Qingling, obviously not wanting to talk to him.

Forget it, Ye Jingyuan beckoned to the maidservant who had prepared by the side to bring all the food to the table, and then brought two large porcelain jars from nowhere.

"Come on, this is the best carving wine. If you don't get drunk today, you won't go home." Ye Jingyuan patted open the mud seal, took out two large bowls, filled them up and laughed.

Smelling the smell of wine in the air, Yan Ci swallowed unconsciously, and the secretion of a certain liquid in his mouth suddenly accelerated.

Want to drink, but quietly tilted her head to look at Ye Qingling, she doesn't seem to like the taste of wine very much, she is entangled.

After hesitating again and again, Yan Ci still couldn't resist the temptation in front of him, and kept thinking about drinking only one bowl, and then took a small sip.