Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

Chapter 327: Your Highness, are you okay?

"Achuan?"

Su Ning turned around and saw Chen Yichuan standing beside her. She was about to pull him over and ravage him a few times, but suddenly she thought of something.

She looked behind Chen Yichuan and began to question nervously: "Ahchuan, now that you are here, what should His Royal Highness do?"

It’s because of Fang Qing’s lyrics.

She didn't continue to stick around Achuan, thinking that they had been inseparable and were familiar with each other, so they could take care of each other.

But what is happening now?

"It's over, I forgot there was someone else..." Chen Yichuan was stunned, turned around and began to look for Fang Qingci.

"..."

The corner of Su Ning's mouth twitched. It turned out that Achuan could be unreliable sometimes.

Chen Yichuan searched for a long time but still couldn't find Fang Qingci: "Where did your Highness go with his sword?"

He really forgot.

When he heard that his Ningning wanted to hold the little beauty in her arms, he jealously went straight to her sword without caring about the life or death of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Without her reminder.

Until now, he had forgotten that there was a prince behind him. He finally became anxious and shouted around: "Your Highness, are you okay?"

"Where are you?"

"Do you think I look okay?" Fang Qingci appeared quietly from behind Zhu Shuran, holding the sword he had thrown away.

If Zhu Shuran had not seen it, he would have looked confused and helplessly at Chen Yichuan who had abandoned him and gone to Su Ning's side.

He might be deader than dead.

The place is several hundred meters above the ground. He is a human being and cannot be as resistant to blows as the immortals. If he falls down, he will be turned into mud.

Chen Yichuan thanked Zhu Shuran: "Thank you for your help, Pavilion Master."

Then, he looked at Fang Qingci with some shame: "Your Highness, I forgot you were here for a moment. I promise I won't do it again next time."

"You still want there to be a next time, right?" Fang Qingci felt hopeless.

He really wanted to ask: Did his being alive disturb their love? If so, he could just pretend to be dead and not look at it.

It's so annoying.

Before he had a wife, he always called you "Your Highness, be careful." Now, "Your Highness, are you okay? Are you okay?" He was very mean.

After what happened just now, Fang Qingci no longer dared to travel with Chen Yichuan. He threw the sword back to him and snorted in anger.

"Don't worry about me, you unreliable one."

Chen Yichuan: “…” He is guilty.

At last.

He didn't dare to stay with Su Ning, so he went to Zhu Shuran and kept apologizing to Fang Qingci and asking for forgiveness.

Don't tell me yet.

Zhu Shuran is indeed a big shot.

With three grown men standing together, he was still able to perform steadily, his sword didn't even tremble, and he even crossed his arms and watched the show.

Unlike some people who would lie directly on the sword, hugging the sword and howling: "Don't fly so fast, wait for me, my sword stayed up all night last night."

“It can’t bear it.”

Mu Xiaoyu, who passed by him, raised his middle finger and said, "Returning the sword and staying up late? Why don't you say that your sword misses its wife?"

"It's not impossible." Song Shaoqian hugged the sword tightly. The wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He didn't know where he was.

He was not afraid of flying with a sword.

But the sword in his hand was not his. It belonged to his master Shun before he left. He was not used to using it. In fact, he did not dare to use it at all.

There are no extra swords.

You can only force it to do something, and it will fly for as long as it can.

Mu Xiaoyu didn't want to pay attention to him. He wanted to follow his senior sister's pace and listen to what he was talking about with the Emperor: "I'm leaving..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Song Shaoqian abandoned his sword and fled, jumping onto Mu Xiaoyu's sword: "Please give me a ride, I'm not used to using that sword."

"I'm afraid of falling."

"I want to kick you down now." Mu Xiaoyu gritted his teeth.

"No."

"Don't move, you're really going to fall, you idiot! Take your hands away from me, damn it, your uncle..."

finally.

Mu Xiaoyu and the old man ended up together with Song Shaoqian. The two of them tumbled down with their swords. Su Ning looked back and saw them falling.

She couldn't bear to watch: "It's over, the two are going to fight again."

The two men were thick-skinned and wouldn't have died from the fall.

Mu Xiaoyu might get so angry that the two of them would start fighting.

"Do you still have the energy to fight after falling down from here?" Fang Qingci instantly looked at the two of them with new eyes, which refreshed his understanding.

Su Ning waved her hand.

"They have thick skin and are beaten by their masters with sticks every day. This height is nothing to them."

“I see…that’s how it is.”

It was just as Su Ning expected.

When the two men caught up with them again, they all had bruised faces and noses. Song Shaoqian was in a worse condition, with several footprints on his body.

Especially the buttocks.

"Hey, junior brother, why is your face swollen? Did you fall on a rock?" Su Ning showed symbolic concern for his injury.

That's the concern.

It was a bit heartbreaking because Su Ning couldn't help but laugh.

"Senior sister!" Mu Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and stomped his feet angrily. He still had a temper: "Senior sister, you didn't even say anything to help me rub it."

Mu Xiaoyu finished saying this.

I couldn't help but shiver all over, feeling something cold.

He looked over and found that it was Chen Yichuan who was smiling at him, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and he felt as if he wanted to silence him.

"Master Imperial Master, why are you looking at me like that?" he asked cautiously.

"Do you want me to rub it for you?" In order to prevent him from pestering his baby, Chen Yichuan wanted to rub his wound himself.

"I asked a miracle doctor for some advice. It should work."

“Oh…?” Mu Xiaoyu was flattered and a little surprised that this imperial teacher was so easy to talk to, as he always had a cold face before.

When we first met, I didn’t even want to look at them.

In addition, his senior sister had framed him time and again, and he always came to arrest her with a gloomy face. Why would he change someone now?

"What's your trick, Master Imperial Master?"

"Massage tricks."

"It sounds good." Mu Xiaoyu was eager to give it a try: "Can you start the massage now?"

"You have to lie down." Chen Yichuan pointed to the ground.

"……Why?"

"Because I've only massaged dead people." He stated this fact calmly. In fact, he just wanted to scare him.

How could he do massage?

If he knew how to massage, Ningning would have felt comfortable long ago. Why would it be his turn?

"Then... let's forget it."

Mu Xiaoyu was no longer curious.

"Pfft." Seeing how aggrieved he was, Su Ning couldn't help laughing again, but as she laughed, she discovered something was wrong.

She glanced back.

Finally I realized something was wrong. I didn't see Chi Ying.

"Achuan." Su Ning called him and said with a serious expression: "Where did the Imperial Master go? Why did he disappear?"

not good.

She always had a bad feeling.

"Ok?"

After she reminded him, Chen Yichuan did not see Chi Ying, and did not think much about it: "Maybe he left temporarily."