With a loud bang, an artificial hill in the Bai Family’s Back Garden was smashed into pieces. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think soone was blasting rocks here.
Applause sounded, and Jiao Ling smiled as she praised, "Impressive, Ruozhu, your comprehension is quite good."
Bai Ruozhu withdrew her hand, still sowhat bewildered. That strike had even scared herself; channeling inner strength into her palm had such power, it was practically like a small bomb.
Haha, now she had joined the ranks of "experts" who might accidentally kill soone if not careful.
But soon she felt a bit embarrassed and said sheepishly, "I’m lucky to have Uncle’s help. Otherwise, I’d practice until my hair turned white without being able to cultivate so much inner strength."
Fen Jiu laughed nearby, "You don’t always need to be so modest. I’ve gained trendous benefits this ti as well, advancing my Martial Arts. Without you and the dical sage’s rescue, I wouldn’t have kept my old life, let alone discussed anything else."
"However, Ruozhu, you need to practice diligently. Whether you can truly make this inner strength yours depends on your willingness to work hard. Plus, having inner strength without Martial Arts moves is useless. You seem to dislike using weapons, so here’s a palm technique for you to learn." Jiao Ling said as she handed Bai Ruozhu an old book titled with four large characters: Piaomiao Palm Technique.
Bai Ruozhu indeed didn’t like practicing swords and knives; she always felt unskilled and feared injuring herself with the sword dance. Instead, she preferred learning Boxing and palm techniques.
She looked at the Piaomiao Palm Technique, which emphasized an elusive palm style. Rather than speed and force, it focused on overcoming hardness with softness, using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds—perfect for won to practice.
After thanking Jiao Ling, Bai Ruozhu dedicated herself to practicing the palm technique earnestly.
She was naturally industrious; otherwise, she wouldn’t have worked her way to returning from studying in Mi Country and opening her own Dental Clinic in her previous life. Additionally, Martial Arts could protect her and her family, so Bai Ruozhu paid even more attention.
Ti passed quickly, and after half a month, Bai Ruozhu could basically use her inner strength, and she was gradually becoming proficient in the Piaomiao Palm Technique.
During this ti, Jiang Yichun often acted as her sparring partner. After all, Martial Arts wasn’t just about learning forms; one needed to engage in actual combat to prevent panic when facing an enemy in the future. Unfortunately, Bai Ruozhu never won against Jiang Yichun, unless she used inner strength to overpower him in a fit of anger.
Indeed, our Ruozhu’s inner strength is now deeper than Lord Jiang’s. As a result, Lord Jiang is training harder and more diligently in inner strength to avoid future dostic violence from his wife.
Before they knew it, autumn arrived, the weather turned pleasant, and Princess Fule of Chengshui was about to return to her Country.
Bai Ruozhu had been practicing diligently at ho for a while. Other matters could be postponed, but she couldn’t refuse to send off Princess Fule. She packed up briefly and went to the South City Gate with Jiang Yichun.
From afar, she saw Tang Feng and waved at him. She whispered to Jiang Yichun, "Tang Feng looks thinner. The person hasn’t even left yet, and he’s already lovesick."
She covered her mouth and laughed, Jiang Yichun also smiled, saying, "I didn’t realize Tang Feng could be so infatuated. Maybe it was sumr disturbances causing him a loss of appetite."
The two approached while chatting, greeted Princess Fule, and said so polite words wishing her a smooth journey and to take care. Soon, Tang Feng turned to Bai Ruozhu and asked, "How co you’ve had two children recently, and your complexion is even better?"
Bai Ruozhu felt a bit smug inside, thinking about surprising Tang Feng with so sparring.
"Who says having children ans your complexion can’t be good? I’ve been conditioning well," she replied with a smile.
"Why don’t you help condition Fule too? She’s a bit frail." Tang Feng wasn’t afraid of being laughed at and said directly.
Jiang Yichun couldn’t help but laugh, "You really take care of your spouse well; I admire you."
"Alright, since Champion Tang has spoken, how could I refuse?" Bai Ruozhu joked.
Princess Fule nearby blushed to her neck and lowered her head, shy and unable to speak. Her character was reserved, quite unlike Bai Ruozhu.
The crowd sending her off grew larger, forcing Princess Fule to respond to each well-wisher. Finally, a maid ca to invite her onto the horse carriage, before they delayed their departure.
Tang Feng stepped forward, suddenly supporting her hand, escorting her onto the carriage.
"Be careful on the road, I’ll wait for your return," he said softly.
There were many people around sending her off, as well as citizens watching the bustle. Many laughed, and so even shouted, "Our Champion and the princess are so in love!"
Bai Ruozhu chuckled softly; Tang Feng wasn’t subtle about showing affection.
When the carriage curtain fell, Bai Ruozhu saw Princess Fule adjust herself and show a relieved expression.
Hmm, shouldn’t she be looking wistfully at Tang Feng or shedding a few tears?
Why did she seem like a burden had been lifted?
Bai Ruozhu felt curious inside but thought perhaps she was overthinking. Princess Fule, from Ancient Tis, was shy under so many eyes watching. Naturally, she’d feel relieved once she got on the carriage and away from others’ gazes.
As the horse carriage moved away, Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun bid farewell to Tang Feng and went ho. anwhile, Tang Feng remained standing, gazing in the direction the carriage went, looking quite reluctant.
Thinking of Tang Feng falling into the gentle embrace and unable to extricate himself, Bai Ruozhu felt excited to tease him more whenever they t.
The next day, Jiang Yichun returned from court and told Bai Ruozhu, "Today, Mo Beishan pledged allegiance to the emperor, saying the Mo Family will serve the Imperial Court. The emperor imdiately bestowed a fifth-rank Military Position on him, so now he’s considered one of my subordinates."
"Aren’t those Wulin families fond of a carefree life? Why would they consent to serve the Imperial Court?" Bai Ruozhu wondered, not really trusting Mo Beishan, mainly because trouble seed to follow his arrival.
Jiang Yichun said with a solemn face, "I looked into it, and his father passed away early when he was young. His uncle took over family affairs temporarily, and he was known as the young patriarch because he hasn’t formally inherited the patriarch position. His uncle, in his pri and with growing influence in the family, doesn’t seem willing to return the patriarch position to him."
Bai Ruozhu nodded, realizing Mo Beishan chose a different path to regain what was his.
"In a couple of days, he can help absorb Evil Energy too. I’ve recently found it easier to control my temper." Jiang Yichun kissed his wife’s hand.
Bai Ruozhu blushed and scolded him lightly, "The kids are still indoors, mind yourself."
Jiang Yichun laughed heartily, "They’re too young to understand."
Bai Ruozhu was about to retort when Jianqi’s excited voice ca from outside, "Master, sir, good news!"
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