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The discussion outside was in full swing, the main character Murong Ling who was at the center of the conversation remained unmoved, and continued to cultivate in an orderly manner.

She had broken through the first layer of the cultivation technique half a month ago, and she had already reached the second layer of the barrier. It was unknown if it was because of the Blue Luan's appearance, but the second layer of the barrier was on the verge of collapse. She spent a whole night of effort, and not only did she effortlessly break through the second layer, she even broke through the third layer to the edge of the fourth layer.

After cleaning up the stains on her body, Murong Ling felt refreshed, and her mood improved greatly. Seeing that there were no longer any traces of Prince Qin left in the room, she guessed that she had started her morning practice again.

Speaking of which, she had yet to see Prince Qin's morning training.

She suddenly had the interest to watch the scene, however, before she could even watch the Prince Qin s, she had just walked out and was already being watched by the servants of the Prince's Mansion.

It was as if they were on a pilgrimage, and all sorts of names began to appear on the path that had to be passed. They looked at her with reverence, and almost kneeled down to worship her.

Murong Ling was unable to understand their fanaticism, but seeing as it was beneficial to her to be a servant, she could only pretend to ignore it. This situation was like chasing after a star. When one first met their idol, they would naturally be overjoyed. If they were to look up and see nothing, their heat would slowly fade and return to normal.

The Martial Arts Practice Field was located outside of the Second Gate, and was about the size of a sports field. To the east was a large awning with weapons placed inside. Spear, rod, saber, halberd, and sword … Everything was in place, including wooden stakes, targets, and other martial arts training equipment. It was obvious that they had been quite diligent in their construction.

At this time, Prince Qin was fighting with Bai Mu.

The muscles on his body were not as twisted as that of the bodybuilder's. The lines were as smooth as a simple brush and were extremely lean and powerful, each punch and kick carrying an explosive force, like a mountain bird or a ferocious beast. His attack was like a thunderbolt that struck out, bringing along the power of wind and thunder.

His face was covered in sweat. He was expressionless, and his eyes contained a fierce killing intent. He looked exceptionally cold. Murong Ling's gaze slid down along with the sweat on his forehead. Unknowingly, a charming scene appeared in his mind, causing his face to immediately heat up and he promptly coughed lightly.

His voice alarmed the two people fighting in the training field. Li Cangmin withdrew his hand and looked at her in surprise, "Esteemed wangfei, why are you here?"

"I just randomly came over to take a look."

Murong Ling, who did not have any intention to peep, calmly walked in. Looking at Bai Mu, she realised that he had become thinner, her face was pale, and her Qi was unstable, as though she had suffered internal injuries. She could not help but think about the ten days that he had disappeared without a trace.

"Protector Bai, why are you injured?"

Bai Mu's eyelids jumped, "Thank you, Princess Consort, for asking. This subordinate's training had changed, and accidentally suffered internal injuries."

Murong Ling noticed that it was an excuse so she was not in the mood to ask anymore. She turned around and looked at Prince Qin who was emitting a lot of hormones, "My prince, how about we exchange two moves before?"

When Li Cangmin saw that she had already taken off the whip around his waist excitedly, the corner of his mouth twitched, "No."

"Why?"

Murong Ling had not fought with anyone for a long time, and her techniques were hard to endure. At this moment, her fighting spirit was aroused by the Prince Qin, but who would have thought that she would be rejected?

"Your whip …"

The appearance of the Palace guards who had been poisoned was still fresh in his mind. Li Cangmin couldn't use his elemental energy, so he wouldn't foolishly charge forward.

Only then did Murong Ling understand his misgivings, "Don't worry, yesterday's hidden weapons were used once, the poison needles were long gone."

Yesterday, the poison on the whip had come from Wu Mingzhu's hidden weapon, she had used it twice, and after using it again, it would disappear.

Only then did Li Cangmin relax, he took out a thin sword with no edge, and reminded: "Be careful."

With that, the tassel red whip whizzed over, striking straight at his face. He immediately turned his body, the whip moving parallel to his face, and at the same time, he held the sword in his right hand and thrusted at Murong Ling, who was unable to stop in time.

The onlookers saw a white and a green color rapidly changing in the air, and the clashing of weapons rang incessantly. The more Bai Mu saw, the more surprised he was, and he had no choice but to look at Princess Hua-Yang in a whole new light.

He had a deep understanding of his master's martial arts. Even if he were to go all out, it would still be difficult for him to defeat his master.

Although her clothes were covering her up, the experts could see the state of her muscles. She didn't seem like someone who was practicing martial arts. Just how did she train her martial arts?