“Ah—ah—ah—ah—ah—!”

"Puff! Hehe!"

When Wang Xuan saw Han Yi standing in front of her, her hands clasped in her Dantian, raised her head slightly, made that strange sound, and immediately burst into laughter.

"Is it funny?"

Han Yi turned around and looked at Wang Xuan with a expressionless face.

Wang Xuan pursed her lips and shook her head, but the corners of her mouth kept twitching.

Han Yi suddenly said angrily: "Who am I doing for? It's all for you, can you be more successful?"

Wang Xuan said: "But - but I don't understand why you want - to do this."

"This is the most basic vocal exercise. In fact, changing the sound is more difficult than imitating the sound. There are only two ways: either make your throat hoarse, or make your voice better. Which one do you choose?"

"Of course it's the latter."

"Then you practice with it, ask less and practice more."

"oh!"

"Learn with me again. After you learn it, you can practice slowly by yourself. Cough cough cough cough, the qi sinks into the dantian, ah--!"

"puff!"

"Please! I asked you to practice how to speak, but I didn't let you practice how to fart. Don't always puff it."

Wang Xuan looked disgusted: "It's really disgusting."

Han Yi said: "I am not as disgusting as you. I'm just talking. You're still learning well. The last time, if you don't study hard, I'm too lazy to teach. Follow me to breathe—ah—!"

"ah--!"

"Wow! You can break the sound with just one pronunciation, and I think there is really no one else."

Han Yi rolled his eyes straight.

Wang Xuan felt very wronged. She wanted to laugh, but Han Yi urged her to speak again, and it would be strange if she didn't break the sound: "I don't want this either, but - but I really - really can't do it. Otherwise, you will tell me your skills and I will practice slowly after you leave."

"Oh, that's all we can do! Let's take a break first."

Han Yi was so angry that he lay down and said, "Pour wine, pour wine!"

Seeing him like this, Wang Xuan felt inexplicably guilty and obediently poured him a glass of wine.

Han Yi took it and poured it into his mouth, smashed it a few times, and sighed: "I finally understand that sentence."

"What's the matter?"

"Roasted wood cannot be carved."

"!"

Wang Xuan was really shameless to refute this time. Han Yi did teach seriously and demonstrate with her own example, but she just wanted to laugh, but fortunately she got used to it, and her eyes moved slightly and said, "Han Yi, how long will it take to continue practicing like this? In a few years, I will be - I will be -!"

"You are old and have lost your lust."

"You are old and have a weak look."

"What do you mean?"

"I—! Even as you said, that's nothing wrong, everyone will grow old."

Han Yi sighed and said, "Your brain is so bad."

"Where am I wrong again?" Wang Xuan was also anxious.

Han Yi glanced at her and said, "I'll ask you, who is younger than Wu Meiniang?"

"Of course it's me."

“Who is more beautiful?”

"!"

"I didn't expect you to feel inferior!"

"Of course it's me!"

Before Han Yi could finish speaking, Wang Xuan took the lead.

Han Yi smiled softly: "Then why your Majesty likes Wu Meiniang? As far as I know, your Majesty's love for Wu Meiniang happened before the conflict between Your Majesty and the Grand Marshal, and later you summoned Wu Meiniang into the palace. What does this mean?"

"What does it mean?"
Chapter completed!