Stunning female general

Everything that Zichen has done has been kept from his father and queen mother, but he did not hide it from Haonan.He is at ease about Haonan's character, Haonan has always been quiet, knows how to advance and retreat, and when getting along with him, Zichen is not restrained at all, and is very at ease.

The shopkeeper guessed what was on his mind, lowered his head, scratched the back of his head, and smiled embarrassingly.

"Why don't you hurry up and feed Grandpa Zhang Luo?" Zichen looked sideways at the shopkeeper and walked into the private room.

"Aren't you annoying?" Zichen started to complain as soon as he entered the private room: "You have seen the martial arts of this prince, do you think it is necessary to invite the grand tutor? The queen mother...hasn't even asked Me, I found a tutor for me! What's even more annoying is that the tutor turned out to be a brat, probably younger than me, this... This makes me feel like a man of seven feet." Zichen frowned. , restless.

Haonan smiled without saying a word, flipped his robe, sat on the chair, quietly watched Zichen's irritable appearance, and kept shaking his head.

"Hao Nan, tell me, can this prince be convinced?" Seeing Hao Nan's calm look, Zichen leaned forward and asked anxiously.

Haonan picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip slowly, and said calmly: "If you are not convinced, tell the emperor and empress that your martial arts have reached the point of proficiency, and you don't need to find a master again. That's it."

Zichen Jun blushed slightly, his momentum lowered a little, and he said softly: "It's easy to say, the world's martial arts are profound and profound, how can it reach the level of perfection and perfection? If you say this, it's a bit too much."

"If that's the case, you can be a student with peace of mind and learn from the Taifu. Confucius, an old man, said, 'Threesomes, there must be my teacher', you can learn from him what you don't have. "Hao Nan has always been calm, and whenever Zichen was arrogant, he would die because of his casual words.

When the two of them are together, they echo that sentence: the ruler is long and the inch is short, and their strengths complement each other.

"But...but that Taifu is too young!" Zichen recalled Yanran's arrogance and arrogance in front of him, and he felt resentful. A young boy dared to rule the roost in front of him, and he really regarded himself as a prince. Fu?

"So you are struggling with this." Hearing the overtones, Haonan couldn't help laughing, that bright smile made his already handsome face look even more charming.

It was easy for Haonan to see through his mind, Zichen didn't deny it, but sighed irritably, and said: "The sad thing is that I can't reveal my strength, I'm afraid that the father and the queen will know and continue to force me." Speaking of these, Zichen stood proudly. His head began to droop. He really didn't want to be restrained. Think about how free and easy it feels to be in the rivers and lakes, how free it is.

"Then you can only accept it with peace of mind." Haonan always had that faint smile on his face, warm and peaceful.

Zichen stared blankly at him for a full minute, then sighed in a low voice, saying that he had been appointed.

Sitting peacefully on the chair, Zichen opened his mind, picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to eat.

At this time, the knocking on the door outside caught his attention, and the three knocks on the door without haste were the secret signal agreed between him and his subordinates.

Zichen put down his chopsticks and said softly, "Come in."

When the door opened, a man in his twenties walked in, looked at Zichen, then at Haonan beside him, hesitant to speak.

Zichen cast his eyes on Haonan, and said to the person who came in: "If you have anything to say, it's okay."

The man nodded and said just now: "Master, recently a new gang has appeared in the Jianghu, called Zhanlong Pavilion."

"Pfft..." He spurted out all the tea that Zichen had just reached his mouth, "Zhanlong Pavilion? It's thanks to him that he figured it out! Master's Yulongxuan has been widely circulated in the Jianghu. What do you mean by Zhanlong Pavilion? Could it be that you are sincerely against the master?" Zichen's brows twitched, as if he was thinking about something.

"It's not obvious now, but they are developing very fast." The man added.

Zichen raised his head slightly, and ordered: "Pay close attention to the movement of this Zhanlong Pavilion. I don't think he chose the name accidentally. I'm afraid there are more deep meanings hidden behind this name. It's better to be careful." Come on, no less.

The man nodded his head and left after eating.

After hearing the news, Zichen kept thinking and lost interest in playing.Seeing him like this, Haonan also kindly asked to go back home.

The night in the deep palace is a little more mysterious, and the faint moonlight falls down, adding a bit of warmth to it.

Outside the prince's bedroom, a petite figure flashed past like a ghost.Hiding in the corner of the wall, the figure calmly breathed a long sigh of relief, tapped his toes, and flew in along the window of the bedroom.

The more Yan Ran thought about it, the more unconvinced she felt, what happened last night made her so angry.

Ever since Yan Ran accidentally heard about her father's past, she has been brooding about it, wanting to seek justice for her father.The witch actually broke her marriage contract with her father, and lived and flew with Emperor Beiming. Dad could bear it, but she couldn't.

Therefore, she traveled thousands of miles from Nanyue to Beiming just to kill this witch.

Unexpectedly, he failed to kill him, and was caught by others. What was even more annoying was that the witch found out his identity and snatched away the jade pendant that his father had betrothed to.

The demon girl threatened her parents to force her to stay in the palace and become the prince's tutor. Well, if she can't leave, Tang Yanran can only practice with your son.

Yan Ran's red lips curled into a sneer, looking at the prince on the bed, triumphant.

"Who is it?" Although Yan Ran tried her best to avoid making noise, she was still discovered by the people inside. Mu Zichen, who was holding his head with his hands on the bed and squinting his eyes slightly, did not expect that someone would dare to trespass on the prince at night in this deep palace. The East Palace!

Because Zichen was still thinking about Zhanlong Pavilion, so he didn't sleep well, but he didn't expect to run into an assassin for him.

A playful smile curled up on the corners of his lips, and Zichen's nerves became excited. He happened to be very depressed, and it would be nice to have someone to relieve his boredom.

Thinking of this, Na got up quickly, stopped in front of the figure who was eager to leave, and stretched out his hand to entangle with the figure.

When Yanran heard Zichen's question, she felt a "thump" in her heart, and when she turned to leave, she didn't want to be blocked by someone, since she couldn't escape, let's fight.

So the two fought hand to hand in the dark.

Since the two people in the battle focused their attention on each other, no one noticed that there was another figure hiding in the dark outside, observing the movement inside the house nervously.