"That's it. In the future, you will listen to me except for work. You can do whatever I tell you to do..."

Long Qingzhe was the first to protect himself and panicked: "I won't sell myself!"

"No one wants you like that." After Huan Xi finished speaking, she began to pull the abacus beads again.

"The little one will never betray the master!"

Huan Xi glared at him: "If you want to sell it, but no one will buy it." Huan Xi stopped fingering Jinzhu: "From now on, you will be responsible for teaching Young Master Long's martial arts."

"what!"

"what?"

The ones who spoke were Long Duan and Long Guiyi.

"Mother...this..." How could it be possible for Long Qingbian to be his martial artist? He is his father's bodyguard.

Long Qingzhe was also slightly surprised. He thought that this woman's act of asking her to report to the master turned into teaching the young master. Although the young master has no status to speak of,...it's not very good. He slowly turned his head to look at the people inside, Long Qingshi deliberately lowered his head, Long Qianyuan remained silent.

"That's the deal, Xiao Gui will not be a teacher."

Long Guiyi peeked at the embarrassing Long Qingzhe, and felt a long-lost inferiority complex in his heart. Life was not easy, and he could observe the faces of adults better than ordinary children. He tugged at the hem of his phantom clothes and whispered: "Forget it, mother, let us let's go."

"How can I count... I..."

"Let's go!" Long Guiyi tugged her body that had been trained for a long time so that Guiyi could easily shake Huanxi.

Huanxi saw that he was determined not to say anything, just about to leave Long Qingshi suddenly said: "Yinshi waits for me outside the restricted area."

Long Guiyi suddenly stopped and the scene in front of him blurred instantly.

Long Qingzhuan's eyes widened when he heard the words, and rushed up to hug him: "Young master, you are mine." Afraid of being robbed by others, he wrapped Gui Yi tightly in messy clothes: "Young master, if I'm with you, I'll be you." No one is allowed to snatch it!" Long Qingyi knows better than anyone else that getting the elder brother to speak must be the master's instruction. Such a good thing can't be let the elder brother do it all, and he has to use the remaining heat to relieve the master's worries: "I know what the young master wants to learn. Twelve fists, sixty-seven legs, seven levels of Heart Sutra training, six levels of Taiyi sword, five levels of boy's skill, willow branches breaking pulses, unique in the world, what does the young master want to learn?"

"Stop covering him!" The idiot Long Qianyuan liked you probably because of simplicity.

"Oh." Long Qingbao hastily let go of Guiyi.

Long Guiyi maintained his original appearance, and his excited mood still hasn't calmed down: "Uncle Qingbian... is really willing...to teach me martial arts.

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"The little dragon turned against the young master, just give orders."

Long Guiyi hugged Huanxi with tears in his eyes, happy as if he owned the whole world: "Mother! Did you hear that! Qingzhe wants to teach me martial arts! Qingzhe! The top ten martial arts experts!"

top ten? etc! Huan Xi took a look at the disheveled young man: "No way, this level! Then we two have nothing to do! Run quickly, this lady threatened the top ten just now! Run!" Huan Xi pulled the excited Long Guiyi on his heels Retreating just in time to pass by Wen Zhongchen who rushed over...

Wen Zhongchen rolled up the car curtain and only had time to see the corners of their disappearing clothes...

Spring has finally ushered in the endless hourglass, with flowers blooming, streams rushing, forests flying, colorful butterflies and grasses breaking through the ground, looking for a suitable medium, and the sun rising in the east.

The towering golden buildings cover a vast area with pavilions, towers and pavilions. The largest building in the capital looks majestic and respectful. Passing crowds are low. Armored soldiers are waiting for it. It is the center of the capital of Yan Kingdom - the imperial city. It is a unique political, economic and people's livelihood decision-making place. Today's imperial city is still full of vermilion lacquer.

A group of eunuchs in and out of the buildings in the imperial city, second only to the Qianming Palace, walked in and out with lowered eyes, blindly fast forwarding, wave after wave, endless crowds like waves——

"The emperor is here—" A scream pierced through the silence of the night, and the eunuchs and court ladies immediately bowed their heads and knelt down no matter where they were: "Long live my emperor!" "Long grace, my lord!"

The old man was dressed in a dragon robe, with white eyebrows flying up, his face was rosy and his eyes were stern. "How is the prince?"

The imperial physician who was guarding the bed knelt down on his old legs: "The minister is incompetent and cannot cure the crown prince but can only save his life."

The old man sighed, the honor and disgrace of the old man's life were all in this sigh, he finally resigned to his fate, closed his eyes and said weakly: "Xiao Qi, you go down, I know."

"Your Majesty, please take care of the veteran and resign." The oldest imperial physician in the palace retreated and took away all the decorations behind the pomp, leaving only the helplessness of life and death.

The old eunuch also took the eunuchs and maids in the house to withdraw to the east palace gate to cover up the old eunuch standing by the door with a serious face.

"Father." This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy. Please do not reprint!

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