Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

"Roar——"

The majestic dragon roared through the world, making people feel awe.

Ren Pingsheng looked up.

The golden dragon roared to the sky, opened its five claws, stretched out its sharp hooks, and faced the extremely powerful second style of Sun and Moon!

In an instant.

The blazing red light, the bright white light, and the dazzling golden light gathered together, covering the entire arena.

Facing the dazzling light.

Including Xiao Rongxue and others, everyone instinctively closed their eyes.

There was a buzzing sound in their ears.

The mind was blank.

Separated by a layer of formation.

They could all feel the unparalleled momentum of the two people when they fought.

The four extraordinary strong men who maintained the formation looked at the two people confronting each other in the arena, their pupils shrank slightly, and their expressions were solemn.

Even they could not remain indifferent to such an attack.

Time passed by every second.

After a stick of incense.

The light gradually dissipated.

Everyone tried to open their eyes and looked up. The original uneven and tree-covered arena had been razed to the ground.

A winding and gorgeous real dragon lay motionless on the ground, as if it had fallen.

Only by careful observation could you see her eyelids trembling slightly.

"Prince... won?"

As soon as this thought came to mind.

Someone saw Ren Pingsheng's figure.

At this moment.

He slumped on the ground, his elegant and luxurious brocade robe was stained red with blood, and he was motionless like the real dragon.

A careful observation showed that his eyebrows were full of pain, and the situation was not optimistic.

"This..."

Everyone was a little confused when they saw this scene.

Is this a win, or not?

After a few seconds of trance.

A melodious voice was heard between heaven and earth.

"Mo Qian, Ren Pingsheng-Ping!"

The voice fell.

The great demon Jiuying and the three extraordinary strong men of the Great Zhou all looked calm and tacitly agreed with this statement.

Obviously.

This is not nonsense, but the result of their discussion.

"Draw?"

Hearing this news.

The onlookers all showed a trance.

This is the last competition.

If it is a draw, how to implement the agreement?

Will the demon tribe win, or the court win?

Could it be that it will end in vain?

Thinking of this.

Everyone's expression became a little strange.

Such a grand competition, both monks fought for their lives and went all out, but the final result was a draw.

After a short silence.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief again, and their eyebrows showed joy.

"It's better this way, it's better than losing."

"Yes, at least the thirteen cities in southern Xinjiang are saved."

"I didn't expect that the prince of Zhenbei is so powerful that he can tie the fourth-grade real dragon with a sixth-grade body!"

"In the past, it was rumored that the prince of Zhenbei was a waste of martial arts. After twenty years of hard training, he was still only a ninth-grade. Now it seems that he was just hiding his strength and keeping his wits about him."

"Rather than hiding his strength and keeping his wits about him, it's better to say that he is protecting himself... With the talent of the prince of Zhenbei, he may become the second first-grade martial saint of our Great Zhou in the future!

If the monsters and barbarians knew about this rare genius that only appears once in a thousand years, I don't know how many assassins would sneak into our Great Zhou."

By the lake.

The monks were discussing enthusiastically.

The focus of the topic was naturally the prince of Zhenbei, Ren Pingsheng, who turned the tide with his own strength at the last moment!

You know.

Just before he went on the court.

The monks were already in despair.

Who would have thought that he could tie his opponent in the end.

It is no exaggeration to say.

In this competition, the imperial court was able to tie with the demon tribe.

Half of the credit goes to the Miss Mu who suddenly appeared.

The other half of the credit goes to the prince of Zhenbei.

For the rest of the people, only the little Jing'an Marquis, who died calmly and generously, had some hard work.

The discussion continued.

The formation of the arena had dissipated.

Ren Pingsheng sat on the ground, with only one feeling in his body.

Pain!

Unbearable pain!

This is the side effect of taking Xuanyuan Pill.

It is even worse than the body-refining pill taken when breaking through the seventh rank.

"Ren Pingsheng..."

A familiar voice came from his ears.

Ren Pingsheng tried to open his eyes.

In the dim light, he saw two figures, one in front and one behind, running towards him.

The one in front was shorter.

The one behind was taller.

Their figures looked somewhat similar.

After a while.

He could barely distinguish their identities.

"Yunhe... Chang'an..."

He moved his lips, wanting to say something, but he didn't open his mouth.

The severe pain swept over like a tide, eroding his soul and body.

Finally.

He couldn't hold on any longer, his head tilted, and he fainted.

…………

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes again and saw darkness.

He didn't realize where he was.

A wave of pain and fatigue came over him.

His whole body seemed to fall apart.

"Ugh——"

He couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

The next second.

Two familiar voices came to his ears.

"You're awake!"

One person's voice was crisp and pleasant.

The other person's voice was gentle with a little coldness.

He endured the pain and turned his head to look.

Chang An and Yun He were sitting by the bed, looking at him with concern.

Although Chang An was wearing a veil, she could see joy in her eyes.

And Yun He...

Her eyes were red, and her cheeks were still stained with tears. It was obvious that she had cried countless times.

"Woo woo... You finally woke up..."

When Yun He saw Ren Pingsheng looking at her, she could no longer control her emotions. She lay beside him, holding his body with her slender arms, and sobbed pitifully: "I thought I would never see you again..."

Beside.

When Chang An saw this scene, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips moved slightly. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end.

"I'm fine..."

Ren Pingsheng spoke slowly, his voice was slightly hoarse.

Hearing his voice.

Yun He realized something and hurriedly said: "I'll pour you tea."

As she said that, she quickly got up and poured a cup of warm water.

She gently put it to his lips, with gentle and careful movements.

The poured water just soaked his lips.

She was so skilled, obviously it was not the first time she fed him water.

Princess Yunhe had been pampered since she was a child, and she had always had everything she wanted.

Now she was carefully serving him, with gentle movements and a focused look, as if she was doing something extraordinary.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her delicate face, and a warm current surged in his heart.

After a while.

Ren Pingsheng felt his dry throat better, and asked, "How was the competition?"

Yunhe knew he was referring to the agreement between the court and the demon tribe, and hurriedly replied, "The competition was considered a draw. Father sent people to discuss with the demon tribe delegation and re-formulate the agreement."

Draw...

After working so hard for a long time, it's back to square one?

Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, and he felt a little speechless.

On the side. Chang An seemed to see his thoughts and explained, "The appearance of the real dragon is a good omen for the Great Zhou. In addition, this competition has frightened the great demon Jiuying. Father intends to sign a truce agreement with the demon clan, swearing by the way of heaven, but it is not an unconditional truce like before."

The real dragon...refers to Mo Qian?

It is a good omen.

But it is more of a threat.

After all.

From Mo Qian's performance, she has no intention of following her ancestors and serving the royal family of the Great Zhou.

At this time, signing a truce agreement will not give Mo Qian room to grow?

With her strength, if she is promoted to the extraordinary in the future.

The Great Zhou will definitely have a strong enemy.

I really don't know what the old emperor thinks.

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart.

Then I heard Chang An say: "Father plans to sign a 20-year truce agreement with the demon tribe. In this way, the external threat will be reduced, and Father can start to rectify the administration..."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then continued: "In addition, 20 years is enough for you to grow up."

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

What does this mean?

The emperor placed the future hope of the court on me?

He was in a trance for a few seconds.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly thought of a question and asked: "How long have I been unconscious?"

As soon as the voice fell.

Yun He said: "Three days and four nights."

It's not too long.

Ren Pingsheng thought about it and asked again: "How are Jiang Chuyue, Little Tianshi, and Lord Xiao?"

Yun He said: "They woke up a long time ago and are recuperating in the next yard, lying in bed like you."

That's good.

Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Chang An, and asked: "What conditions did the demon tribe put forward before they were willing to sign a truce agreement?"

Chang An replied: "Cede thirteen cities in southern Xinjiang."

Ren Pingsheng sneered: "They really dare to think."

Chang An fell silent.

Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds and asked again: "Where is your Majesty's bottom line?"

Chang An did not answer, but shook his head.

Ren Pingsheng asked: "Is there no bottom line, or do you not know?"

Chang An's expression became a little strange, and he replied: "I don't know."

Ren Pingsheng asked again: "Why are the demon tribe so persistent in invading the Central Plains? They can't wait to start a war before the Martial Saint falls."

Before the incident.

Chang An has been leading troops in southern Xinjiang and knows the demon tribe very well.

Hearing this question, he said seriously: "Lack of food."

Ren Pingsheng was startled: "Lack of food?"

The area where the demon tribe is located has mountains stretching for tens of thousands of miles, how could there be a shortage of food?

Chang An explained: "In recent years, the number of demons has increased, and it is no longer possible to meet their needs by simply hunting unawakened prey.

They started the war, on the one hand, to occupy the fertile land in southern Xinjiang and grow food, and on the other hand, to consume some of the demons."

Hearing about growing food.

Ren Pingsheng felt a little strange.

It seems that the demons started the war just to compete with the farmers of Da Zhou for land to grow food?

Chang An seemed to see his doubts and continued to explain: "The little demons in the form of jackals, tigers and leopards account for less than 10% of the demons. The vast majority of demons are formed by the transformation of pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep. Before they became extraordinary, they all had to eat.

The wild grass in the mountains alone cannot satisfy them, so they can only use some barren land to grow food.

When the number is small, the land is enough, but when the number is large, it is not enough.

As for why the number of demons has increased sharply in recent years, a large part of the reason is that a demon ancestor suddenly woke up a few years ago and prohibited the big demons from devouring the essence of the little demons..."

She said a lot in one breath.

After hearing this, Ren Pingsheng felt a little dazed.

He originally thought that the demon clan started the war because they were naturally bloodthirsty.

Otherwise, it is just to restore the glory of our ancestors.

Who would have thought that it was due to lack of food.

If you think about it carefully, this reason is unexpected, but it is reasonable.

Monsters are not mindless beasts.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't survive, would he have given up his good life and come to southern Xinjiang to fight for his life?

"The demon clan is short of food, and Da Zhou is even more short of food...

If we rely solely on negotiation, a truce agreement may not be signed in a short period of time. "

This is the thought.

Ren Pingsheng fell silent.

Seeing this, Chang An looked at Yun He aside and said lukewarmly: "He is already awake. You don't have to keep an eye on him anymore. Go back and rest."

"I am not tired."

Yun He replied equally lukewarmly.

Chang An said: "If you are not tired, you should let him have a good rest."

Yun He was slightly startled when he heard this.

Then I thought about it.

Stay here by yourself.

It will indeed bring pressure to Ren's life.

This is the thought.

She turned to look at Ren Pingsheng and said softly: "You have a good rest. I will come see you tomorrow."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Halfway through, he stopped again, turned to look at Chang An, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you leave?"

Chang An looked indifferent and replied: "I live here on weekdays."

Yun He was startled for a moment, then realized that she was right.

He pursed his lips and felt a little unhappy: "If you are here, won't you disturb his rest?"

Chang An said: "No."

"Then I won't do it if I stay here."

Yun He returned to his original position and said seriously: "Whenever he recovers, I will leave again."

"..."

Ren Pingsheng never expected it.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was faced with such a Shura field.

Simply pretend not to hear and look weak.

Chang An said calmly: "He has difficulty moving, so someone should take care of him."

Yun He said: "I can take good care of him."

The words fell.

The two looked at each other, neither wanting to give in to the other.

A long while.

Yun He looked at Ren Pingsheng angrily, pouted, and asked: "Ren Pingsheng, who do you choose between me and her?"

Sure enough, I still can't escape.

Ren Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat and he opened his mouth pretending to be weak, but no sound came out.

Yun He pursed his lips, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, exposing him: "You were so angry just now when you spoke, why did you become like this just a moment ago..."

"..."

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds and replied: "I want both Your Highnesses to go back and rest, and let Tao'er and Qing'er take care of me."

Tao'er is Chang An's maid in Ren Mansion.

Qing'er is Yunhe's maid.

Yun He saw that he was in such a difficult situation that even the maid had to choose between two people, and suddenly he couldn't bear it. He curled his lips and looked at Chang An: "You take care of him tonight, and I will take care of him tomorrow night."

Chang An wanted to refuse.

But thinking about the past few days, she stayed by the bed day and night, taking good care of Ren Pingsheng. After a moment of hesitation, she still didn't speak and chose to acquiesce.

Seeing that she was silent, Yun He leaned over Ren Pingsheng's ear, blushed, and said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: "Remember to think of me, there will be a surprise tomorrow night..."

Then, he stood up and left the house.

The moonlight shone through the gaps between the mottled trees, spreading a layer of broken silver on the ground.

The autumn wind is coming.

Yun He suddenly woke up a lot. He covered his hot face and muttered to himself: "What are you talking about in front of that guy..."

inside the house.

Chang An looked at Ren Pingsheng on the bed with cold eyes and asked lightly: "What's the surprise?"