bestfiction Chapter 113 The Courtyard in the Early Morning
Chapter 113 The Courtyard in the Early Morning
"Were you the one leading the guards in the Prince's courtyard last night? Did you know someone went in?"
Upon hearing this, Qingzhou's face darkened, and he looked panicked and embarrassed. He thought about it carefully and realized that nothing had happened last night!
He swallowed hard, and said anxiously, "No way! I didn't doze off last night, and I didn't notice anyone coming in! No one else noticed either."
"Then... is Your Highness alright?" Qingzhou asked anxiously. "No... I have to go check on him," he said, and rushed out.
Qingying grabbed him and said, "Come back... His Highness is alright." He then turned to Qingshan and said, "Qingshan... Don't scare him."
Feeling slightly guilty, Qingshan stood to the side, pursing his lips mischievously to suppress a laugh, touching his nose and lowering his eyes.
Seeing that Qingzhou looked unwell, perhaps because he had been genuinely frightened by Qingshan's words, Qingying told him about seeing Long Chuqing on the rooftop that morning.
Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, patted his chest and said, "I was so scared! I thought an assassin had entered the palace. I had already thought about how I would atone with my death if something happened to the prince."
After hearing this, Qing Tong realized a problem and instructed, "Miss Long's martial arts skills are very high, and she can come and go at will without being detected. Fortunately, she is not an enemy. This incident shows that our guards are also lax and inadequate. We need to strengthen our defenses and be more vigilant in the future."
After thinking for a moment, a smile spread across his face, and he added, "Pass the word down that if you see Miss Long go in next time, pretend you didn't see her and that you don't know anything. We can't let something as embarrassing as what happened to Qingying today happen again."
The others chuckled inwardly and replied, "Understood..."
Long Chuqing returned to Qiushui Pavilion and entered the room to find Feng Yu lying in bed, fast asleep!
She took off her cloak and shoes and lay back on the bed, then leaned over and pulled Feng Yu into her arms: "So warm..."
"Ah...you jerk, your hands are freezing!" Feng Yu suddenly woke up and complained.
"That's why I want to hold you!" Long Chuqing ignored her words and continued to hold her.
Feng Yu sniffed carefully: "A strange scent. Where have you been gallivanting? Weren't you feeling unwell last night? I came to the room but didn't see you. I only saw Fei Feng by the bed."
"I didn't go anywhere," Long Chuqing said lazily. "Anyway, I'm fine now."
Fei Feng scoffed, "Hmph... they probably went to steal someone, they didn't even bring me along."
"Hehe..." Long Chuqing said jokingly, "If I bring you along, is that still considered stealing someone? If you're interested, I'll bring you along next time."
"No way... I'm not interested at all!" Fei Feng said disdainfully. "I was just worried about what happened to you last night. I also heard from Feng Yu that you were attacked by a cat demon. Luckily, she appeared in time."
"Hmm... it's all thanks to our Fengyu! Give her a kiss..." He said, giving Fengyu a quick kiss on the cheek.
Feng Yu wiped it with disgust and said, "Ugh... get out of here. I don't know which wild man you kissed last night, and now you're trying to kiss me again."
"Nonsense, that's not true!"
"Oh, right..." Long Chuqing suddenly remembered, pushed Feng Yu aside and asked, "What about those two stinky monsters from last night! Did you deal with them?"
"Hey... stop talking." Feng Yu said with a displeased look, "That cat demon was weak, probably injured. That wolf demon was quite powerful, and also very cunning. In the middle of the fight, it suddenly released poison smoke to attack, and in the end, they escaped."
“You’ve definitely been targeted by them for a while now.” Feng Yu said seriously, “Otherwise, how could they have made a move on you last night by sheer coincidence? You need to be careful.”
“I did mention to Fei Feng a few days ago that I smelled a demonic aura,” Long Chu said after listening. “I didn’t pay much attention at the time, but who knew they would target me.”
"If you ask me," Feng Yu said, her eyes brightening slightly, "now that we know they exist, instead of guarding against them attacking you, why don't we take the initiative and catch them off guard?"
"I think you're just itching to fight!" Fei Feng retorted.
"Hehe... don't just say it out loud!"
"Let's talk about this after I wake up!" Long Chuqing yawned. "It's still early, I'll sleep a little longer."
There was no need to attend court today. After Long Chuqing left, Xiao Han lost his sleepiness and couldn't fall asleep even lying in bed, so he got up.
After washing up, he went to the courtyard to practice his sword.
It was still early, and a layer of hazy mist still floated in the courtyard. He held his long sword and leaped into the air. With a spin, he swung the sword, his swordsmanship was sharp, and the sword energy brought out the airflow, causing the surrounding mist to drift.
Soon after, the sun slowly rose, its rays piercing through the mist and shining into the courtyard, followed by a faint red glow on the horizon.
As the sunlight streamed in, the fog gradually dissipated, and the surroundings brightened. Birds chirped and twittered in the branches, welcoming the new day.
After practicing alone for a while, Xiao Han called Qing Song to spar with him.
The two sparred in the courtyard at dawn, wielding silver swords. Their movements were swift and agile, their swordsmanship a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, their offense and defense well-organized.
In an instant, an invisible current formed between the two, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to sway. Their silver swords danced wildly, clashing repeatedly and creating a clanging sound in the quiet courtyard.
After they stopped, fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and Qing Tong handed them towels.
"Qingsong..." Xiao Han wiped his face and said, "Your swordsmanship has improved a lot. It seems you've put in a lot of effort lately. I can hardly keep up."
They've been practicing the secret manual that Long Chuqing gave them recently, and it seems to be helping them; at least they've improved quite a bit.
Qingsong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said shyly after hearing Xiao Han's praise, "Your Highness is too kind. In order to better protect Your Highness, I still need to continue to work hard."
"I've been slacking off lately," Xiao Han said. "It seems I'll need to work on my training from now on."
“Your Highness…” said Qing Tong, who was standing to the side, “Breakfast has been prepared.”
Xiao Han nodded slightly and then went into the living room.
Long Chuqing didn't get up until 9 AM. When he woke up, there was only a cold sword lying in the bed.
"Phoenix Feather... why did you transform into a sword again?" Long Chuqing said with a hint of complaint, "It's so cold."
Feng Yu said resentfully, "Hmph... it's all because of you."
"Ah... alright! I apologize to both of you, I'm sorry..." Long Chuqing continued, "But can you transform into something else! I can't carry a sword with me every day! Or you could transform into a hairpin like Fei Feng."
"Alright!" After Feng Yu finished speaking, it emitted a faint golden light, and the sword slowly turned into the size of a hairpin, almost identical to the flying phoenix. However, the hairpin's feathers had an extra touch of gradient crimson at the end, making it very beautiful.