After saying that, Liu Yao left angrily, and the guilt in his heart was also replaced by anger.

The two of them didn't care about these ugly words and continued to focus on practicing swordsmanship.

After a moment, Bai Mingwei felt helpless: "Since I was thirteen years old, my martial arts seemed to stop moving forward and I have been at that time. Even if I practice hard, I would not make any progress."

Feng Qingchen told her: "That's because you are afraid. You are afraid that you can't control the power in your body. You dare not use it. You have been trying every means to suppress it, and you have also suppressed it in other aspects."

While speaking, Feng Qingchen stood behind her, held her wrist with both hands, and whispered in her ear: "Now, close your eyes and feel it with your heart, don't be afraid, accept it bit by bit."

Bai Ming did it slightly, but when she mobilized the power, she felt her meridians tremble all over her body, and a deep pain that penetrated her bone marrow instantly spread all over her body, making her afraid to feel the power.

Suddenly, a stream of true energy was sent in from her hands, slowly flowing around her body, soothing the heart-wrenching pain and comforting her inner anxiety.

Feng Qingchen's voice sounded softly in his ears: "Don't be nervous, I'm here, I won't tell you something wrong."

That desperation almost cost her half her life, so she became afraid of this power and did not dare to touch it easily, for fear that the terrible experience would happen again.

But the more careful she was and the more she suppressed her, the more she rejected her, and the more she could not make any progress in her martial arts.

At this moment, under the guidance of Feng Qingchen, she overcame her fear bit by bit and began to try to accept the power in her body.

Just as she was suffering from the backlash of that power, a refreshing true energy was poured in again, and the terrible power of stupidity and urgency in her body began to become docile.

Bai Mingwei completely let go of his heart, let the force flow into his arms, and accumulate in the sword body, and then release it.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a big hole broke into the walls of the backyard.

Dust is flying, and bricks and stones are scattered.

Bai Mingwei looked at the wall destroyed by the sword energy in surprise: "Why do you think it is much stronger than the sudden burst of my power?"

Feng Qingchen told her: "This is your original strength. You have excellent bones, but because you are born with a weak constitution and cannot control the power of crazy growth, your body will help you make a choice and suppress this power.

live."

"Your body has always been afraid of this power. Whenever you want to touch it, your body wants to suppress it. However, the body cannot control this power, so it explodes and your body will be hurt.

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Bai Ming sighed slightly: "Born to be weak, it is indeed a problem that I cannot completely overcome no matter how hard I try."

Feng Qingchen took her sword into his hand: "I have already talked to Dr. Huang about this issue. He will use medicine to take care of you first."

"When your body is slowly adjusted, I will use the right method to train you to master it."

"As long as you can use this power freely, your physique will also be enhanced. Even if Yuan Da is alive, he will definitely not be your opponent."

Bai Ming asked: "If I mastered it, how about it compared to you?"

Feng Qingchen smiled and said, "There are people outside the mountain. I am not the peak of this world. Why do you think of comparing me?"

Bai Mingwei said: "You have always been protecting me. If my martial arts are above you, I can protect you."

Feng Qingchen knew what Bai Mingwei felt when she said this.

The protection here is different from his "guardian".

It's more like a two-way protection between friends.

Feng Qingchen faced her direction for a long time and said, "Even if you have one day your martial arts are above me, I should protect you."

Bai Mingwei reached out to get the sword and wanted to continue practicing in his spare time, but Feng Qingchen held the sword tightly: "Your internal injuries have not healed and need to be well cultivated. Besides, after dinner, it is not good for your health."

After hearing what he said, Bai Mingwei did not insist on practicing. He took out the veil and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and prepared to go back to the study to continue handling military affairs.

Feng Qingchen put away the sword for her and followed her into the study together.

Bai Mingwei asked: "What are you doing with me?"

Feng Qingchen said: "When you want to discuss with others, I am right by my side. Isn't that very convenient?"

Bai Mingwei slowly closed the expanded official document, and she looked at Feng Qingchen very seriously: "You seem to be able to do everything. I believe you have already made a good plan to solve the problems I am currently facing. Why don't you say it? ”

Feng Qingchen sat aside, gently stroked the little white marquis' back with his hand: "I am just an ordinary person, so I can do anything?"

"Besides, my little girl is not the kind of person who is used to relying on others. If you really need my help, you will definitely not be able to see me."

Feng Qingchen knows how to keep a distance, and can give Bai Mingwei enough freedom and enough trust.

Therefore, Bai Mingwei never feels any discomfort or pressure because of Feng Qingchen.

Take this incident as an example. Feng Qingchen must have a solution, but he did not say it out.

First, he believed that Bai Mingwei had a solution, but he did not think that Bai Mingwei had reached the point where he had to help.

Second, endless help seems kind-hearted, but sometimes it will make the person who is helped feel more stressed. Now that Bai Mingwei's most difficult level has passed, he doesn't have to care about everything.

He still has this sense of measure.

Obviously, Bai Mingwei also likes this way of getting along.

She smiled softly: "Actually, I already have a few ideas, but I am not very mature yet. When Brother Jiang handed over the details, I can basically determine how to improve it."

Feng Qingchen yawned: "It seems that you can finally have a good sleep tonight."

While talking, Feng Qingchen stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go back to the room to sleep."

Bai Ming shook his head slightly: "A good sentence, do you have to say this?"

Feng Qingchen held the little white siew and laughed jokingly: "I didn't say we were going to sleep together, it seemed that you were thinking wrong."

Bai Ming waved his hand slightly to drive him away: "Okay, go quickly, I'll go back after reading these documents."

Feng Qingchen didn't say anything and left the study with the little white siew.

Bai Mingwei finished reading a few official documents, tidied up the desktop, and then returned to the room.

Because she had just practiced swords and was sweating all over. She was about to boil water and take a shower, but she saw a small cup on the table, and a note was pressed under the cup.

Bai Mingwei picked up the note and saw it, but it was familiar handwriting: After drinking this cup of tremella soup, take a hot bath, which will be helpful for your sleep.

Bai Ming picked up the tremella soup and took a few sips. She walked to the screen and saw that hot water was already in the bathtub, and things like veils and soap beans were placed on the shelf next to her.

The water vapor was filled with mist, lingering on the screen, and the wintersweet embroidered on the screen painted a scene of smoke and snow.

Bai Ming picked his lips slightly: "I just said why I walked so simply. It turned out that I was preparing for bath water."

She reached out to test the water temperature and found that the water temperature was still a little high, so she sat back on the chair and savored the bowl of tremite soup.

When the Bai family was prosperous, she would have a bowl of bird's nest every day. However, for several months, her diet was basically buns, steamed buns and big cakes.

Now she feels a bowl of tremella soup.

Sweet but not greasy, warm in the mouth.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but she thinks this bowl of Tremella soup is so delicious.

After drinking the Tremella soup, the water temperature was just right. Bai Ming took a bath comfortably and came to Feng Qingchen's door with a cloak and knocked it gently.

"Enter."
Chapter completed!