After being dressed as cannon fodder, the villain thought I loved him deeply

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The next day, Fang Tingbai still got up early to practice Tai Chi in the yard. Because the weather was getting hotter, he didn't let Fang Tuo stay by his side, but sent him to clean up the house with the three maids.

The weather in late July was getting hotter and hotter day by day, and his back was a little wet even after halfway through a set of Tai Chi.

Adjust your breathing and try to control the rhythm so that you don't get upset because of the heat and lose your pace.With a turning movement, Fang Tingbai turned to the courtyard gate.But found that there had already been a person.

Yan Han'an has been standing here for a while, and today he got up early as usual and couldn't help but do a few more moves that he learned from Fang Tingbai yesterday.

It was refreshing to be a complete person, so I couldn't help but want to come and see this person.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the gate of the courtyard, he saw a half-squatting man in white standing in the empty courtyard.The movement of the hands is slow...it seems to be... punching?He didn't understand what this slow boxing technique could do.

"My lord?"

"You... are you punching?"

Seeing that Fang Tingbai stopped, he didn't continue to stand, but walked to Fang Tingbai's side.The man walked over slowly and turned around Fang Tingbai with eyes full of confusion: "What kind of punch did you punch?"

"My lord, this is Tai Chi."

"Tai Chi? The Tai Chi of Tai Chi gossip?"

"Just... the name of this boxing." Fang Tingbai adjusted his posture again, adjusted his breathing, and slowly raised his hands to perform Taijiquan movements: "This boxing style emphasizes the combination of hardness and softness, and the movements are slow and powerful..."

"Heh, your boxing style is like dancing, and the amount of exercise in dancing is a bit bigger than yours. It has no practical significance." Yan Han'an looked at the person who was serious about boxing. Although the movements were slow and powerful, they were too slow.Pulling the man up: "Come on, my master will show you the real boxing technique."

I saw Yan Han'an pushing the person aside.Steadily took a horse step, clenched his fists with both hands and moved out vigorously.

Seeing Fang Tingbai's eyes glistening, it's not that he hasn't seen a good boxer in his previous life.But Yan Han'an's movements are beautiful and powerful, like a broken bamboo.He could feel the gusts of punches breaking through the air when he punched, and he thought it wasn't that those people fought badly before, but that this person fought too well.

Unknowingly, there was an envious look in his eyes.This person's physical fitness is really strong, even in the previous life, he is nothing but a scum in front of this person.

After finishing a set of punches, Yan Han'an retreated and stood up.The first thing I saw was this man staring at him with undisguised eyes.

He rolled up his sleeves casually, and asked with a slight raise of the corner of his mouth, "How is it?"

"Pretty!" Fang Tingbai clapped his hands and said, "It's so beautiful."

"What? What did you say is beautiful??"

"No, I'm saying that the lord's punches are so good, the flow of the clouds and the flow of water, the wind and the fist to the flesh are just beautiful!" Fang Tingbai hurriedly explained why this person is so sensitive.Can't you just say it's beautiful?Didn't praise you for being beautiful?

Yan Han'an nodded noncommittally, turned around and walked into the room and said, "Do you like it?"

"what?"

"Just this set of boxing. If you like it, I will teach you." Yan Han said in peace.

"You must like it! You just punched... so handsome." Fang Tingbai was a little excited. Although his goal was to be a salted fish, who wouldn't want to be a handsome salted fish?I couldn't help laughing even more happily, and even walked a lot more briskly.

In fact, Fang Tuo and others had just wiped all the furniture in the room. Last night, Butler Wang personally brought over a bunch of calligraphy and painting decorations.And personally confessed the crime to Fang Tingbai, the days of entering the mansion were really neglected.

Fang Tingbai didn't care about this, but he still accepted the things sent.He himself didn't feel that the room was empty, but King Yan had already mentioned it twice, and if he didn't buy more things, he might ask again.

Fang Tuo and others wiped all the decorations, calligraphy and paintings that had just been placed, and all the tables, chairs and cabinets in the room.Just about to go out to see if Wang Hao finished her workout, she saw the two of them walking indoors together.

"I have seen the prince." Several people said in unison.

Yan Han'an nodded slightly, but did not speak.Go straight to the soft bench next to the wall and sit down.Looking around, the room looked much more pleasing to the eye this time, at least it didn't look so empty and shabby.

He nodded invisibly but did not make any comments, and only glanced at the few extra people in the room.

Seeing King Yan's expression, they were a little undecided, not knowing whether to leave or stay at this time.Only that lilac was clever, and led a few people out of the house.

Fang Tingbai's mind was still full of the matter that Yan Han'an said that he was willing to teach him boxing techniques just now, and he was still excited at this moment.Seeing that everyone had gone out, he licked his face and moved closer to Yan Han'an: "My lord, when can you teach me how to practice boxing. What's the name of this set of boxing? Can I practice well?"

Yan Han'an glanced lightly and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Turn your body and bones first, and you will be useless after two days of training like this. This punch has no name, and I hit it casually."

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"The boxing routines are all very different. Finding the one that suits you and moving as you please is the upper-level kung fu." Yan Han'an chuckled and leaned on the soft bed, letting the man lick his face and approach him with a flattering face, but he didn't feel disgusted. I think it looks pretty good.

"Then when I get fit, the lord remembers to teach me!" Fang Tingbai sat beside him with a smile, the floppy two of them didn't feel crowded, and there was still a little space between them.He found that maybe his previous understanding of Yan Han'an was not accurate.

This person does look quite cold, but it's not really that unkind.It's not really that unfeeling to her princess, she can even be regarded as caring.

"Ok!"

Fang Tingbai's exercise volume this morning has decreased significantly because he was forcibly stopped in the middle of Tai Chi.Only then did he think of asking: "Why did the prince come to me so early today. What's the matter?"

"..."

Yan Han'an froze for a moment, a little speechless.I have nothing to do, but I can't help but want to come over to see this person after practicing the few moves that this person taught yesterday.

But he couldn't say that.

"It's nothing, just to tell you the things you want. They say they will be ready and delivered in two days." Yan Han'an said without expression and stood up from the slump.Walked straight to the middle of the room and stopped.

Clutching yesterday's round table that had been moved many times with both hands, he moved it directly to the side. Moving the table by himself made the teacups and other objects on the table not poured.He turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at Fang Tingbai who was still sitting on the soft bed.

Seeing this, Fang heard that this person wanted to continue exercising in his own room.So he got up immediately, but went straight to the inner room.

Yan Han'an frowned and watched the man walk into the inner room, without saying anything, just stood in the room to see what he had planned.

But after a while, Fang Tingbai took out a sand clock from the house: "Yesterday I asked Ding Xiang to ask for it from Butler Wang, and it happened to be used today. My lord, should we compare?"

"Compared to what?" Yan Han'an laughed.

"It's more push-ups than who of us did more push-ups than this sand clock. How about it?"

"Oh, you can think clearly, compare with me?"

"Push-ups are more interesting than doing them. Although you are physically stronger than me, I have more experience than you! Don't underestimate the enemy, brother." Fang Tingbai patted him on the shoulder and adjusted the sand clock It's good to put it aside: "This sand clock has completely missed the time of at least two sticks of incense. Do you want to compare?"

"Then the king will play with you." Yan Hanan nodded indifferently, not caring that the man called himself a brother.

"Okay, let's get started!"

Yan Han'an frowned: "Since there is a competition, don't you need to be lucky?"

"The lottery head?" Fang Tingbai was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this: "How about, whoever loses can run around the edge of the palace twice at noon today?"

"Why run two laps?" I thought this person would take this opportunity to make some demands, but I didn't expect... Yan Han'an looked at him in surprise.

"It's just an ordinary competition, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose! But wouldn't it be... not good to let your majestic lord go out for a lap?" After hearing this, Fang suddenly remembered the identities of the two.

"It's nothing bad, why are you so sure that I'm going to run?" Yan Han'an continued with a smile: "Do you count by yourself?"

"Well, I believe in you." Fang Tingbai said with a smile, "Please trust me, my lord."

"Then let's start!"

So... In this legendary room where King Yan and his concubine hang out, there is another scene of King Yan and his concubine lying on the floor together.

The sand clock was placed between the two of them, and Yan Han'an put the sand clock in the right direction, and the two began to climb down and stand up again.

Yan Han'an didn't have any pressure on the timing of the two sticks of incense, so he maintained a fast speed from the beginning.Then I slowly slowed down the speed.

It's just that he didn't expect that the person beside him could control the rhythm so well, and the movement was slow at the beginning but there was no rest, and more importantly, the movement became faster as he went backwards.It even started to match his speed.

When Fang Tingbai moved, he adjusted his breathing to match the movements, and he also controlled his physical strength very well, so the later he went, the faster he did it.He didn't pay attention to the movements and gazes of the people around him as he counted the numbers: "378, 376, 377...388, 390"

Fang Tingbai just counted to 390 when the sand above the sand clock just ran out.Then the whole person crawled on the ground and panted heavily: "It can't be done, it can't be done. I'm still too weak!"

After panting for about 2 minutes, he got up from the ground and changed to sitting on his stomach, then gasped and asked, "How many did you do, my lord?" Just now he kept making a sound while the person beside him didn't make a sound.

"389." Compared with Fang Tingbai's gasping for breath and barely getting up, Yan Han'an's state is much better.He imitated Fang Tingbai and sat cross-legged beside him.

Although his breathing was obviously a little faster, but the whole person didn't seem to have a particularly big reaction.Except for the numbers he reported, of course.

"389?" Fang Tingbai was surprised, it shouldn't be, why is this person one less than himself?He asked in a daze: "My lord...you didn't let me do it, did you?"

Yan Han'an smiled and said: "No, I didn't expect you to be able to do it so quickly later on. This is a calculation error. I underestimated the enemy."

"Hahaha..." Fang Tingbai laughed in surprise and joy and patted him on the shoulder: "I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate the enemy."

"Yeah! You won. I'm going to run laps at noon. Are you... going to oversee work?"

"Go. I'll run with you, just don't run too fast." Fang Tingbai, who won, was very happy. He got up from the ground and went to the round table to pour himself a glass of water.

"What are you running for?" Yan Han'an frowned: "It's noon, don't get over the heat."

After doing hundreds of push-ups for half an hour, Fang Tingbai really couldn't bear it anymore.Especially this body is really too weak.She was actually surprised that she could do it.

After going through Yan Han'an's words in his mind, he felt that what he said made sense: "Okay, then I'll find a place with high ground and watch you run."

At noon this day, when the sun is at its strongest.All the servants of Prince Yan's Mansion were a little terrified.Because their princess, who hardly ever leaves home, climbed up the highest rockery in the mansion and sat on it with an umbrella, watching their master of the Yan Palace run around the perimeter of the mansion.

This scene was really rare, but no one dared to watch Yan Wang running around.So there are especially many servants passing by the rockery today. They dare not look too much, but they can always find a way to pass by the rockery area when they are working, and look up at Princess Yan who is sitting on the rockery and smiling happily.