Doting on the cute concubine: The good-for-nothing miss

Chapter 38 Late Night Visitors
"Bastard!" Behind Mo Lingye, Emperor Mo slapped the table and cursed.

The old eunuch on the side shook his beard and didn't open his mouth.

The relationship between the third prince and the emperor has always been good, and he also knew that Emperor Mo always scolded the third prince cheerfully, but he was actually very satisfied.

Sure enough, after Emperor Mo finished cursing, he simply ordered: "Okay, get rid of the people who follow that bastard, and you know you won't be able to hide it for a few days."

"Yes." The old eunuch responded with a dark smile, and echoed, "This is the power of His Highness the Third Prince, the Emperor should be happy."

Emperor Mo glared at him with a smile, and said nothing more.

On the other side, Ye Xiaoyue was also being "examined".

"Miss, are you really okay?" Xiaoyun looked at Ye Xiaoyue's calm expression, still a little worried.

Just after Miss came back today, she was bored in the room alone, and it took a long time to come out, and she refused to say what she was doing.

Ye Xiaoyue looked at her helplessly, and knew what this girl was worried about. After thinking about it, she simply said half-truth, "I plan to study at the Martial Arts Academy."

"What?" Xiaoyun's eyes widened, not understanding what it meant.

"In order to be admitted to the Martial Arts Academy, I need to practice more in the future. I told you that I am afraid that you will worry. You should just know what I am doing in the room alone, but don't say it out loud. Do you understand?" Ye Xiaoyue explained seriously.

Although the matter of refining medicine was kept from Xiaoyun, the fact that she planned to go to the Martial Arts Academy was true. Instead of telling Xiaoyun at that time, it would be a reasonable excuse to tell her now, so as not to worry about it every time. She had to worry for a long time when going to the space to refine medicine.

Xiaoyun nodded, still a little worried: "Miss wants to work hard to become stronger, of course Xiaoyun knows. But is the miss going to the Royal Academy? The Martial Arts Academy and the Lingshi Academy start on the same day, and it will be one month later, miss body, is it really okay? The master will not agree, will he?"

"I know time is tight, so I have to hurry up." Ye Xiaoyue said, pushing open the door and walking into the yard.

She was busy refining medicine when she returned to the space this time, and waited for Xueqiu to absorb and heal her injuries. It was a long delay, and it was already dark at this time.

After saying this, she hurriedly ordered Xiaoyun to guard the gate of the courtyard, and immediately started punching.

This is a military boxing that she has practiced so far in her previous life that she can no longer be familiar with it, because the [-] divisions belong to the special forces, and all military branches must have certain individual combat capabilities.

Military boxing is a part of daily training. In order to match the unique physique of women, the strength of military boxing for female soldiers has been reduced, but more flexibility and other aspects of training have been added. It can be said that it is more suitable for women to practice.

There was no one around, and Ye Xiaoyue was not worried about what Xiaoyun would see, so she had no scruples about punching this way.

However, she did not expect that her set of movements, from the initial bluntness and reluctance to the subsequent smooth flow, all fell into a pair of secretly observing eyes on the courtyard wall.

Probably because the scene in front of him was too shocking, the owner of these eyes gradually became fascinated, and he didn't react until the attack behind him was one step closer with the sound of howling wind.

Although he managed to avoid it, the black veil that covered his face was lifted up by the spiritual power, allowing Mo Lingye to see the man's face.

"It's you!" The masked man immediately covered the black veil, and at the same time blurted out an exclamation, obviously recognizing Mo Lingye.

(End of this chapter)