Lin Xing made an appointment with Zhou Yan to teach Zhao Jie bow and arrow at noon the next day, but Zhou Yan came over early the next morning.

Lin Xing was sleepy-eyed but embarrassed. She smiled lazily and said, "Your Majesty is so hardworking. I know where Zhao Jie is missing."

Hearing Lin Xing's compliment, Zhou Yan smiled warmly: "My wife is just making fun of me when she says this. It's still early, so you have to rest first. I'll ask Uncle Zhong to wake up Zhao Jie."

"Then there will be Prince Lao." Lin Xing covered her face with a handkerchief, took the opportunity to yawn, and turned to leave.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days, and since she had nothing to do today, she naturally wanted to go back to sleep.

Poor Zhao Jie was picked up by Zhou Yan while he was still sleeping, and he took his collar and went straight to the martial arts training ground.

"Get out! Get out of here! Let me have a good sleep!"

Zhao Jie raised his hands and fluttered unconvinced, not even bothering to open his eyes.

Uncle Zhong was trembling when he heard this. He was afraid that the prince would be displeased, so he had Zhao Jie beheaded.

Fortunately, Zhou Yan had a good temper - he just had Zhao Jie tied to a plum blossom stake, took the bow from Zhang Ping, drew the bow and nocked an arrow, and pointed it directly at Zhao Jie's forehead.

Seeing Zhou Yan's bow and arrow pointed at him in a daze, Zhao Jie was instantly startled and woke up in an instant, "Sir, Your Majesty! Your Majesty must hold the bow and arrow steadily. The student is awake and can practice bow and arrow now!"

"Are you sure Nephew Zhao Xian is awake now?" Zhou Yan loosened his hand a little, and his sharp eyes fell on Zhao Jie, "Don't fall asleep again when the time comes. I don't have such a good temper, and I don't like students.

The requirements are even more stringent, and Nephew Zhao Xian has thought clearly."

Zhao Jie moved the tight rope tied around his wrist, wanting to cry but without tears.

He didn't think clearly, but the Crown Prince didn't give him a chance! In this situation, does he dare to say that he didn't think clearly?

I was afraid that as soon as I said the words, I would have to go down to accompany my father.

"Think clearly, students will start practicing now!"

Zhou Yan took back his bow and arrow, threw it to Zhang Ping, turned around and ordered: "There is no need to bend the bow and shoot arrows first. Run around Nanluogu Lane ten times to wake up."

"Ten...ten circles?"

In a daze, Zhao Jie thought he had heard wrongly. After confirming again and again that there was no joking look on Zhou Yan's face, he wailed and ran out after Zhang Ping.

Seeing Zhao Jie leaving, Zhou Yan chuckled lightly and told Uncle Zhong, "I'll call my wife to arrange breakfast."

Uncle Zhong responded first, then suddenly thought of something, paused, and asked hesitantly: "Why don't I just go and call Madam?"

After all, Lin Xing is also the master's wife, so it is somewhat inappropriate for the prince to let a foreigner in.

Zhou Yan didn't say anything, just glanced lightly, his phoenix eyes were cold and stern, leaving Uncle Zhong speechless.

It was at this moment that Uncle Zhong realized that Zhou Yan was an old friend of his master, but he was also the prince of the Marquis of Chang'an. How could he be so passionate about a widowed woman for no reason? Naturally, it was because of the love between a man and a woman!

After understanding this truth, Uncle Zhong broke out in a cold sweat.

But Zhou Yan comforted him: "My wife became a widow not long after she married Brother Zhao. Could Uncle Zhong bear to see her living in the empty shell of the Zhao family for the rest of her life?"

Of course, Uncle Zhong couldn't say anything, let alone the master's affairs. He was not a servant who should discuss it. Just because Chang'an Hou Shizi had inappropriate thoughts about his wife, he shouldn't talk too much and could only act like this.

The saw-mouthed gourd usually stood aside silently.

Zhou Yan didn't care about Uncle Zhong's thoughts. After all, he didn't dare to tell Lin Xing. Even if he told Lin Xing, he wouldn't believe it.

That little girl would rather believe that she is interested in Que Ling Seal Xin than that she is interested in her.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhou Yan's lips. He was looking forward to Lin Xing's reaction when he knew he was interested in her.

This courtyard in Nanluogu Lane didn't have many servants arranged. Lin Xing didn't like others to serve him, so Zhou Yan entered the courtyard and no one stopped him, so he went straight to Lin Xing's bedroom.

Now in front of the door, Zhou Yan still abided by some rules and knocked on the door and called, "Mrs. Sister-in-law, it's time to get up."

In the room, Lin Xing responded in a low voice, turned over and went back to sleep, paying no attention to the noise coming from outside.

But Zhou Yan heard what was going on inside clearly. He couldn't help but smile, pushed the door open, and said with a loud laugh: "If Mrs. Sister-in-law doesn't get up, Zhao Jie will laugh."

"He's not at home, where can he see my... crown prince?"

Halfway through her words, Lin Xing suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Zhou Yan who had walked into her room in astonishment. She reached out and took the quilt with her, "Why did the prince enter my room? Where is Uncle Zhong?"

Where is the maid?"

After saying this, Lin Xing remembered that Uncle Zhong never entered his yard, and there were no maids in his yard, so he let Zhou Yan come in in a grand manner.

"There is no one to serve Mrs. Sister-in-law in the courtyard. It is somewhat inconvenient. How about I assign two maids to Mrs. Sister-in-law?" Zhou Yan smiled happily, but in Lin Xing's eyes, it was extremely horrifying.

Asking him to send the maid in, isn't it just to plant two eye spies around him?

She laughed dryly twice and declined, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but I'm not used to being served by others."

After saying that, she glanced at the bright sky outside, raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yan, "It's getting late, Your Majesty, why don't you go to the flower hall and wait first, I'll change my clothes and go there."

"Then I will wait for Madam-in-law in the flower hall for dinner." Zhou Yan nodded, showing gentle and polite manners like a gentleman.

——If he hadn't behaved like this in front of Lin Xing's bed, Lin Xing would have been able to call him a gentleman.

But now that she saw Zhou Yan, she could only say that he was acting like a villain!

After changing her clothes, Lin Xing walked out of the courtyard. Before she reached the flower hall, she saw Uncle Zhong waiting for her on the road.

Thinking of Zhou Yan appearing in her room, Lin Xing's expression turned cold and she stepped forward and asked, "Does Uncle Zhong know about the prince entering the backyard?"

Uncle Zhong didn't speak, but already gave Lin Xing an answer.

"Hmph! If the master is still here, Uncle Zhong will not let this happen, right? Is it possible that now that the master is gone, Uncle Zhong can let others bully me?"

"Madam, forgive me!" Uncle Zhong's face turned pale, he lifted up his robe and knelt down, sighing and saying, "I stopped you, but... the prince is gentle and polite, so he will not hurt the madam."

Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhong would still speak for Zhou Yan, and Lin Xing's face completely darkened.

But she knew that Uncle Zhong was loyal to her now because of Zhao Jie. In Uncle Zhong's heart, he didn't regard her as his master at all, so he let Zhou Yan do such a thing.

Lin Xing even had no doubt that if one day Zhou Yan wanted to hug her, Uncle Zhong would also tie her up and send her to the Zifu.

Therefore, it wasn't Uncle Zhong who didn't figure out his identity. She was the one who knew his identity.
Chapter completed!