Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 99
Regardless of her resistance, Yunfeng directly hugged her horizontally, placed her on the soft couch gently, and then pulled off her belt, Yunfeng was startled, "What are you going to do?"

"Check your wound!"

"Isn't my death just what you want?"

For a moment, both of them fell into silence, it was rare for Jun Wuqing not to be furious, and it was rare for Yunfeng to be quiet for a while.

It took nearly half a month for Yunfeng's injury to heal. Thanks to the ointment sent by Jun Wuqing, there was no scar left. The air was very fresh in the morning, and it was just dawn. A sandbag ran back and forth around the yard. Outside the small yard, a man in a light purple brocade robe leaned slightly against the wall, "What is this?"

It was the first time for Jun Wuqing to see such a strange thing. Yunfeng sat down on the ground, his face was not red and he was not panting, only the drops of hot sweat on his forehead, and he raised his hand to wipe the sweat before standing up , untied the sandbag, lay down on the ground and started to do push-ups, from the initial two-hand push-up to one-hand push-up...

One, two, three... twenty...

These are Yunfeng's daily compulsory courses. In the past half a month of injury, I feel unfamiliar without practice. I spent a morning in training, and Jun Wuqing appreciated the whole morning.

As soon as he returned to the study, he immediately called Wu Yi.

"What orders does the lord have?" Wu Yi cupped his hands respectfully, carrying a long sword on his back, which was somewhat similar to that chic attire, presumably he was also a swordsman.

"Get down?"

Without further ado, Jun Wuqing asked Wuyi to get down on the ground. The latter looked indifferent, but decisively carried out the order, lying on the ground neatly, and then also did push-ups.

When I was only forty, I felt a little short of breath.

Jun Wuqing narrowed his eyes, with a deep expression on his face, "Get up... how do you feel?"

"Very tired!" This is Wu Yi's only thought, even his arms are sore and numb, if he is not a martial arts practitioner, the strength of this arm can't bear it at all. Thoughts deepen.

"My lord, what kind of weird trick is this?"

"Yunfeng, she can do hundreds of them!" Without saying much, Wu Yi's eyes lit up with just a simple sentence, one hundred, how much strength would it take to do it?
"Could it be that this is the secret of inner strength and mind?"

"Could it be like that?" He couldn't feel any internal force fluctuations in her body!

At noon, Yunfeng was lying softly in the yard basking in the sun, and the beautiful tranquility was broken by Lan Qing's high decibel all the way, frowning, lazily like a lazy cat, "It's so noisy gone."

"Miss, the lord wants you to serve him?"

Ask her to serve her at noon?Yunfeng threw the small fan in his hand irritably, and gritted his teeth, "It seems that he still misses me as a maid?"

As soon as Yunfeng finished speaking, Lan Qing shook his head and blinked bitterly, Yunfeng was stunned, "What's wrong with you? Are your eyes sick or are you insane?"

"..."

"Isn't it? The king has to remember these days. It doesn't mean that someone will pass the meal here. Today, the king is going to eat here, and you are the maid who serves the king. The rest of the people will leave Exit." Jun Wuqing's sinister voice sounded behind him, his smiling face looked weird no matter what, Yunfeng's face was full of black lines, what's wrong with this prince today?
(End of this chapter)