The implication is - this is not a place to play the family. What kind of trouble do you want to make?

His royal highness, unwilling to be outdone, responded: "I'll train."

Ping LAN

Jun Yuwan: "yes??? You're training? Are you serious? "

Xiao Jinshao glared at her: "can't I exercise?"

"I don't mean that. Your body is much stronger than before, but you can't train with them. Your highness -- "

Xiao Jinshao raised her hand to stop her words, "I will do what I can, I will not really follow them so hard training, you are not easy to keep good body for me, I can't spoil it."

Finish saying, the shape seemed to have no intention of glimpsed a flat LAN one eye.

Ping LAN pursed her lips.

Jun Yu Wan didn't notice the subtle confrontation between the two men. She thought that since she wanted to come to see them for training, it's not impossible to take Xiao Jin Shao with her. At that time, she can't go wrong if she guides him for training.

After thinking about it, she nodded: "then your highness will come with you. I'll think about the training method that is more suitable for you. I'll accompany you to practice then."

Xiao Jinshao and so on is this sentence, he smile slightly, Jin expensive nod: "so, trouble jade Qiong."

Jun Yu Wan bit his back teeth. How strange is his highness today?

Ping LAN looks at Xiao Jin Shao's proud appearance, says nothing, turns around and walks away.

"Well? How did Ping LAN leave? No more training? "

Xiao Jinshao pretended not to know, Jun Yuwan turned around, only saw Pinglan's back, "Pinglan? Where are you going? "

Ping Lan's steps stopped, "take the tools."

"Oh."

After that, Jun Yuwan takes Xiao Jinshao back to the palace, and Pinglan takes dark Wei to continue training.

Ping LAN brought some sandbags back with other dark guards, threw them on the ground, and soon piled them into a hill. The teenagers looked at the pile and knew that this was what they would use later.

Ping Lan's eyes swept around like a knife, and no one dared to look at him, except the boy who stood up to speak at the beginning.

"What's your name?"

Ping LAN stretched out his hand and pointed at him.

The boy said in a deep voice: "Qingming."

Ping LAN nodded: "now, you can still use your previous name, but when the training is over, I will arrange a place for you according to your performance. At that time, your place will represent your name, you know?"

"I see!"

Qingming looks at Pinglan, who is dressed in black and only shows half of his face. He struggles secretly in his heart and can't help but ask: "my Lord, can I ask you a question?"

Ping LAN picks eyebrow way: "say."

The boy clenched his fists and said, "why isn't your name a place?"

Ping LAN looked at him and said with a low smile, "when you get the first place in training, I'll tell you. Now, you don't have the right to know."

Qingming blocked speechless, unwilling to close the lips, do not speak.

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Beijing, Futai teahouse.

Behind the Futai teahouse is a deep alley, from which few people usually walk. At this time, a man in a dark brown shawl and a big black cloak secretly knocked on the back door of Futai teahouse.

A moment later, a man dressed as a sophomore came to open the door. After opening the door, he first glanced around to make sure there was no one, and then he put the cloak in.

Then he put the bolt on the door and said, "please come inside. The second prince and the third prince are waiting for you in the elegant room at the end of the second floor. No one can see them from this side."