It was slightly hot in the afternoon, but the courtyard of Yuaner and Feng Liangzheng was warm. In order to avoid more people discovering Yuaner's identity, Feng Liangzheng and Yuaner lived with him, and no one was serving him. His legs and feet were well, and Feng Wu did not need to push the wheelchair. So Feng Wu joined the secret guard team. Yuaner had not washed her hair for five days and her hair was very itchy. After lunch, she kept asking Feng Liangzheng to help her wash her hair.

Feng Liangzheng helped her unbraid her hair. Her hair was not complicated. Her hair was thick and long, and it was very complicated to wash. Feng Liangzheng put her hands in her hair and rubbed her hair with soap horns. There were a lot of bubbles. Yuaner thought it was fun, "Master, please wash my hair in the future."

"Okay!" Feng Liangzheng chuckled, "Is it comfortable?"

"Comfortable!"

"Have you had a headache lately?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

But she was still plagued by nightmares at night, and she had nightmares almost every night. Feng Liangzheng needed to comfort her over and over again to suppress her inner confusion.

"Yuan'er, when you see Master Xue in the future, you should avoid him." Feng Liangzheng reminded, "He has only lived in Wanping City for three days and will soon return to Donglin Castle. In the past few days, are you going to play in the yard?"

"Why?" Yuan'er didn't understand.

Feng Liangzheng didn't know how to explain it. After rinsing it, he took a big dry towel, wiped her hair, and led her to the yard to bask in the sun. The afternoon sun was so good that it was warm on people. Yuan'er lay on Feng Liangzheng's legs, drowsy. Feng Liangzheng looked at her carefree side face and his voice was lowered a little, "He... has a bad temper and will bully you. You can avoid him, okay?"

A bad temper, will she bully her?

"Okay!" Yuan'er played all morning and was in a bad mood. She fell asleep on his lap. Feng Liangzheng was extremely uneasy and didn't say anything in the end. She would always come. She had done everything she should do. If it happened sooner or later, she would have to face it and could not escape.

After Yuan'er woke up, the sun set. Feng Liangzheng had tied her up after drying her hair. There was no one in the yard. Yuan'er went out to find Nian Jinshu.

Nian Jinshu has been discussing with people on the swordsmanship platform recently, teaching Wanpingcheng disciples' swordsmanship. When she came, there was already a large number of people around the swordsmanship platform, Nian Jinshu and Bai Ling were discussing.

Nian Jinshu's cultivation level was much higher than Bai Ling, and he quickly defeated Bai Ling, and there were cheers in the audience.

Everyone likes the strong.

This is human nature.

When Nian Jinshu was a little trash, it was not likable in Wanping City. If it weren't for the high status, I wouldn't know how to be humiliated by others. Now I have a completely different identity.

The only disciple of Xuanming Zhenren, the master of Resurrection Ling, has such an identity, coupled with her rapid cultivation, which makes her shine in the entire Immortal Sect.

"Sister Jinshu, I'll fight you!" Yuan'er was so skilled that she flew on the stage.

Feng Liangzheng publicized that this was her zither spirit, and her appearance had also changed. Except for insiders, few people recognized her as a princess. When Yuan'er came, everyone was looking forward to the power of the zither spirit of Fengqi Wutong, who had passed down the world, would be.

"Miss, you fight with Qin Ling, and let us see the power of Fengqi Wutong." The disciples in Wanping City cheered.

Yuan'er stretched out her hand and picked the sword hanging beside her.

Nian Jinshu felt a sudden heart. She didn't want to fight with Yuan'er on stage. She was a demon.
Chapter completed!