"Isn't this good? In my eyes, Liu Zhili, you are my good sister, so you don't have to be restrained in the future. And for your safety, you can no longer use your current name. From now on, you will call yourself Qing'er.

Right." Liu Zhili said thoughtfully.

"Yes, Qing'er, thank you for your concern, Miss." Duanmuqing bowed slowly and looked at Liu Zhili with a much gentler look. Unexpectedly, Liu Zhili always thought of her. In fact, she didn't want this name for a long time.

, the surname Duanmu is a shame to her.

"Get up, you can be more casual from now on, just like Xiaoya." Liu Zhili smiled and helped Duanmuqing up.

"By the way, I haven't seen how good you are in martial arts. Looking at the sword you were wearing that day, I guess you are good at swordsmanship, right?" Liu Zhili looked around the room and there was no sword, only one as a decoration.

There are regulations in the harem that prohibit concubines, maids and eunuchs from hiding weapons secretly.

Just when Liu Zhili was worried, Duanmuqing came over with a smile, looked at the riding whip on the wall, and said with a smile: "Actually, this whip is like a sword. As long as it is strong enough and the hand is accurate enough, it can kill people."

"Really? Then you can try it and see." In terms of accuracy, no one in Langyue Kingdom can match her Liu Zhili. As for strength, does a person who can throw darts with perfect accuracy still lack strength? First of all,

Seeing how good Duanmuqing's skills are, maybe she can also learn one and a half moves. It may be useful in the future.

"Yes." Duanmuqing took the riding whip, threw it out hard, stood up on one foot, turned around quickly, and the long whip in his hand flew towards a big tree like a snake, whipping the leaves back without touching them.

The tree was split open, and a hole suddenly appeared on it.

Duanmuqing's eyes were sharp and calm throughout the whole process. The whip was like a sharp sword in her hand, killing every move, leaving traces wherever it went. If it were a human, it would have been dead, right? With the final words

With a spin, the whip landed heavily on the gravel road, and a stone was immediately split into two halves, with stone dust flying.

"What a strong momentum, what a powerful whipping technique!" Liu Zhili couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised her. At the same time, her heart was already filled with excitement. She couldn't wait to learn this whipping technique.

"Thank you, Miss." Duanmuqing retracted his whip and said with a cold expression, no expression visible.

"Qing'er, can you teach me? I want to learn too!" Liu Zhili took Duanmu Qing's hand and looked at her excitedly.

At the same time, the hand holding Duanmuqing felt a little rough. She was about to pick it up and take a look, but Duanmuqing retracted his hand with an extremely unnatural expression on his face.

"Miss, you better not read it, Qing'er is afraid of scaring you." Duanmu Qing said indifferently, feeling a little embarrassed.

Liu Zhili's face turned cold, and he quickly took Duanmuqing's hand. Duanmuqing did not dare to resist, but held his hand tightly and looked at Liu Zhili firmly.

"Okay, since you don't want people to see you, I won't force you. Let's go in and have a rest. I see you were tired just now and your head is full of sweat." Seeing her persistence, Liu Zhili didn't want to embarrass her, so he just smiled.

He smiled, sighed helplessly, let go of Duanmuqing's hand, took out the Juankerchief and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Duanmuqing looked at Liu Zhili's bright smile, and it seemed as if a ray of sunshine shone in her heart. It was extremely warm. Except for her mother, few people were so kind to her. In fact, it wasn't that she didn't want Liu Zhili to see it, it was just those who

The scar would remind her of those nightmare memories. Duanmuqing thought for a moment, then raised his hand and slowly opened it.

Liu Zhili lowered his head, startled in his heart, and stopped moving his hands because of the shocking failure before his eyes. Liu Zhili felt a slight pain in his heart, and stroked the hand that should have been smooth and delicate with a distressed expression.

Her hands were covered with scars. They were either calluses or knife marks, one by one, one by one. The deep and shallow scars almost covered her entire hand, and even the palm prints on her hands could hardly be seen clearly.

"How did you do this?" Liu Zhili gently stroked the scars, frowning and asked softly with distress.

"This was all before when my mother and I were being chased. My mother didn't know martial arts, and we were almost in danger several times. I ran over desperately. Sometimes I didn't have time to use my sword, so I blocked it with my hands. Later, because I had no money,

When I bought some medicine, I just used some herbal medicine to bandage it, and after it was cured, these knife marks were left."

When Duanmuqing recounted this unbearable memory, there was no wave on her face, as if everything that happened before had nothing to do with him. In fact, her heart was already in turmoil, and scenes from the past appeared in front of her eyes, even though they were only a few.

sentence, but only she knows the pain in it.

Every time she escaped death, she felt like she was dead. She never had a good night's sleep. She had nightmares every night, dreaming that someone was coming to hunt them down. She often woke up in the middle of the night. She was seriously injured several times.

, she almost died, but for the sake of her mother, she stayed strong and survived.

Although Duanmuqing's expression was indifferent, Liu Zhili could see the slight pain in her eyes and the imperceptible tremor in her voice. Liu Zhili finally understood why Duanmuqing was so like the Duanmu family and why her personality was so cold, because

She has suffered hundreds of times more than ordinary people, so how can she have a glimmer of hope for anyone or anything?

The fact that she was willing to show her her hand just now also shows that Duanmu Qing has completely trusted himself, and this kind of trust is also very valuable.

"Qing'er, everything is over. As long as I, Liu Zhili, am here to breathe, I won't let you suffer any more!" Liu Zhili urgently held Duanmu Qing's hand and gave her a big smile.

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Duanmuqing smiled and nodded. This time he smiled from the bottom of his heart, with tears shining faintly in his eyes.

"By the way, you have to smile! Look how beautiful you look when you smile." Liu Zhili

As if treating Xiaoya, he stretched out his hand to touch her face, because no one had ever done such an intimate gesture to her. Duanmuqing shyly took a small step back, his little face as red as an apple.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

•••" Liu Zhili retracted her hand in embarrassment and smiled. She almost forgot that Duanmuqing didn't like being intimate with others by nature.

"Queen, what are you talking about? You are so happy." Long Yuhan was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with a smile as warm as winter on his face, and he walked towards Liu Zhili and the others with dignity.

"My slave, please see your Majesty." Duanmuqing bowed slightly to Long Yuhan.

"We didn't talk about anything. We just let Qing'er show off her skills. I want to learn the whipping technique from her." Liu Zhili smiled and took Long Yuhan's arm.

"If you are willing to learn from her, why don't you learn from me?" Long Yuhan looked at Liu Zhili with a dissatisfied look and pinched her pretty nose.

"You are the emperor, you have so much to do so how can you have time to teach me martial arts?" Liu Zhili pouted.

, pretending to be angry, glanced sideways at Long Yuhan.

"You're the only one with a bad mouth! Okay, you come with me to sit in the room for a while. As for the whipping technique, I'll learn it later." After saying that, Long Yuhan pulled Liu Zhili and walked inside. Duanmuqing didn't want to go any further.

I acted as a light bulb and consciously stood outside the door.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I will learn the whip technique later!" Liu Zhili played with the riding crop in his hand from time to time as he spoke.

Long Yuhan pulled Liu Zhili over, sat her on his lap, hugged her waist tightly, and raised a mischievous smile on his lips.

"What? I can't even say a few words to your husband." Long Yuhan pinched

Liu Zhili's angular chin kissed her delicate red lips roughly.

"Well, let me go quickly!" Liu Zhili's pink fist hit Long Yuhan's solid body.

On her chest, she felt like she was almost suffocated by his sudden and violent kiss.

Unexpectedly, Long Yuhan not only refused to let go, but became even more unscrupulous. While plundering the fragrance from her mouth, he stood up, suddenly put her on his waist, and walked towards the bed. Liu Zhili was like

A koala seemed to be hanging on Long Yuhan's body.

Just when Long Yuhan had just put Liu Zhili on the bed and was about to take the next step, Eunuch Yuan's sharp voice came from outside the door,

"Your Majesty, the envoy from Shuxing Kingdom has written that Emperor Xiao is seriously ill and the Hundred Flowers Banquet has been postponed."

"I know, let's get down!" Long Yuhan, with a dark face, got up from Liu Zhili reluctantly and replied displeasedly.

Liu Zhili couldn't help but find it funny when he saw his angry and unhappy look.

"I'm laughing, I'm laughing at you and I'll make you dumbfounded." As he said this, Long Yuhan leaned over again, thinking that Liu Zhili had stretched out his devil's hand.

"Haha, stop making trouble, it's so itchy!" Liu Zhili grabbed Long.

Yu Han restlessly held his hands and smiled.

"It's not that easy to let me spare you!" Long Yuhan raised an evil smile and continued the movements of his hands.

"Oh, I was wrong! Didn't I just say that the Hundred Flowers Banquet was cancelled? Why don't we analyze it•amp;#8226;amp;#8226;amp;#8226;amp;#8226;amp;#8226

;" Liu Zhili begged for mercy but failed, and quickly tried to divert Long Yuhan's attention.

"Yes, why did Emperor Xiao become seriously ill for no reason? Didn't he send someone to celebrate his recovery last time?" Long Yuhan indeed stopped what he was doing, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his clear eyes became

The more he thought about it, the illness of Emperor Xiao was so strange. Didn’t he say that he had recovered a long time ago? The emperor of a country suddenly fell seriously ill, maybe it was related to the palace conspiracy. If Emperor Xiao died and Xiao Langmo succeeded to the throne, then

It would be a big trouble.

"It's normal to be seriously ill. Two sons are killing each other. If it were me, I would be so angry that I would vomit blood and die."

;#8226;" Liu Zhili stood up, poured a cup of tea for Long Yuhan, and said calmly.

"How do you know that his two sons killed each other?" Long Yuhan looked at Liu Zhili with some surprise. Liu Zhili actually knew something that even the emperor himself didn't know.

"Two days ago at Buzhuang, I heard from the court merchants of the Shuxing Kingdom that the eldest prince of the Shuxing Kingdom assassinated the crown prince. When Emperor Xiao found out, he was furious. He deposed the eldest prince and demoted him to a commoner. After that, he fell ill. In order to

To avoid instability in the people's hearts, Emperor Xiao ordered the inside information to be blocked and announced to the public that he had relapsed." Liu Zhili replied calmly. Although the media tools in ancient times were simple, as long as there was any gossip, she was still happy to listen to it.

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"Since then, it makes sense." Long Yuhan nodded thoughtfully and took a sip of tea.

Long Yuhan thought for a long time, looked up at Liu Zhili, and continued: "I guess, when the Hundred Flowers Banquet starts next time, I'm afraid Xiao Langmo will not be the prince, but the emperor of Shuxing Kingdom, right&#

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As he said that, a meaningful smile appeared on Long Yuhan's face. It seemed that another battle was inevitable.

"What?" Liu Zhili just heard Xiao Langmo's name and thought of that evil face again. He was filled with hatred in his heart. He was deep in thought and could not recover for a moment.

"Nothing, I still have things to deal with. If you want to learn the whipping technique, let Qing'er teach you." Long Yuhan said, smiled at Liu Zhili, pinched her little face again, and then left.

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Liu Zhili didn't want to ask anymore, so he let him go. Thinking of those unhappy things, Liu Zhili was not in the mood to learn the whipping technique, so he stayed alone in the room in a daze.

"Midnight, how are things going?" In Yuqing Palace, Xiao Langmo was lying on the soft couch, his star-like eyes staring at the woman in the painting on the wall, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his face was filled with a demon-like expression.

His smile is charming but makes people tremble.
To be continued...