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After several days of sharpening in the barracks, his face was still white and clean, not tanned at all. His brow was covered with strong fortitude and concentration, which surprised all watchers.

He turned his wrist over and pointed his sword at the rockery. Suddenly, with a “bang”, a large piece of the solid rockery was cut off, with rubble swirling and dust flying...

Murong Ye stood in the smoke and dust and neatly drew the sword back to its sheath. His dark jade-like pupils were gleaming with calmness and tenacity that had never been seen before.

“Prince Ouyang , how was my swordsmanship?” Murong Ye walked out of the smoke at a quick pace and looked at Ouyang Shaochen, eyes sparkling, with an open mind to consult.

“Your moves are skillful, and your wielding of swords is also standard. However, neither your skills are fast enough nor your strength strong enough. You have only learned half of sword techniques, and the remaining half needs to be honed carefully...”

Ouyang Shaochen commented flatly. Swordsmanship composed of shape and soul. Now Murong Ye had only learned the shape, but not the soul!

Murong Ye smiled shyly, “When will I learn the whole set of sword techniques?”

“Practice until your skills are fast, hard, and accurate, like this...” Ouyang Shaochen said lightly. Murong Ye’s sword in his hand was unconsciously transferred into his hand. Ouyang Shaochen wielded the sword lightly, a sharp splash swept through, and suddenly a thin and long broken mark appeared on the high rockery. The rockery quivered gently, slumped down, revealing a smooth, mirror-like incision, without any dust...

Murong Ye was surprised, eyes staring. This was the real swordsmanship! He looked at Ouyang Shaochen full of admiration, “How did you do that, Prince Ouyang?”

“Concentrate, combine internal force with the sword, and you can also do it...” Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, suddenly remembering that Murong Ye has just begun to learn martial arts. Even if he understood what he meant, he could not know how to do it, “Xun Feng, guide him...”

“Yes!” Xun Feng then appeared out of nowhere, took the sword and walked to the front of Murong Ye...

Murong Ye’s eyes were brightened. Xun Feng was Ouyang Shaochen’s personal bodyguard, so his martial arts should be very good. With Xun Feng’s guidance, his swordsmanship would certainly improve by leaps and bounds...

Murong Xue picked her eyebrows. Xun Feng was a personal bodyguard, and he practiced mainly for killing. His clear-cut and agile moves may suitable for Murong Ye. After all, the latter could go to the battlefield one day. The sharp sword skills could enable him to protect himself and hurt the enemies from the fighting of tens of millions of people...

“It’s getting late, let’s go and have breakfast!” After hearing the sound, Murong Xue learned it was Ouyang Shaochen who came to her.

Murong Xue blinked, “Let’s eat with my brother!”

“Judging by his glowing appearance, he must have eaten breakfast earlier...” Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, taking Murong Xue’s small waist and walking slowly forward.

“But it is just after dawn, he flew all the way back from the barracks, and it is impossible for him to have breakfast...” Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen, bewildered.

“He is focused on swordsmanship now, even if you call him to eat, he may not be willing to, let him practice first. If he is hungry, he will definitely order someone to prepare some breakfast...” Ouyang Shaochen said softly and took Murong Xue into the Falling Snow Pavilion. He didn’t want to have another man on the table with their two, even if that man was Murong Ye...

Murong Jian stood in a hidden corner, looked at Xun Feng who explained swordsmanship, and then looked at Murong Ye who listened attentively. In his eyes, there was a flash of deep and remote cold and dark light and he walked quietly to the Gentleness Garden.

In the Gentleness Garden, Murong Rou was lying on the bed covered with brocade quilt, her eyes closed, sound sleeping, and her little face was pale and bloodless. In the corner of the room, the golden stove emitted a faint scent, the scent curling up and filling the bedroom. But vaguely, he could smell the scent of blood.

Lady Du sat in front of the bed, holding a warm wet cotton handkerchief and gently wiping Murong Rou’s pale face. She sighed silently with sorrow in her eyes.

“Mother!” As the anxious voice sounded, Murong Jian hurried in, looking dignified. He looked at the maids and nannies in the room hesitantly.

Lady Du waved away the maids and nannies and looked at him, “What happened?”

Murong Jian’s face darkened and he said slowly, “The affair between Rou’er and Xu Wen, the illegitimate child, and the murder of Song Tianeen by Rou’er have spread all over the streets and lanes, and everyone scolds Rou’er for not being virtuous and shameless...”

Of course, Song Tianwen was also to be blamed by the public’s view of having a mistress secretly and giving birth to an illegitimate son. However, Rou’er was pregnant with a bastard and tried to murder her own husband. In contrast, Song Tianwen’s fault appeared minor. All the people in the capital shook their heads, sighed and felt sympathy for the family...

“I knew it would be like this!” Lady Du said in a low voice. A slap hit on the table. Rou’er killed the bastard, pregnant with another bastard and injured Song Tianwen. The Wu’an Marquis Mansion would never forgive and forget, “How was Song Tianwen’s injury?”

“His life was saved, but he was badly burned and became a “eunuch”. The situation is not very optimistic...” Murong Jian shook his head and sighed silently.

Lady Du glanced at Murong Rou’s bloodless little face and sighed heavily, “Rou’er was also seriously injured by Song Tianwen, and her child was dead. The doctor diagnosed that her uterus was punctured and she could no longer be pregnant. If she did not make Song Tianwen a eunuch, the feud between them would almost settle down...”

But Rou’er’s ruthless moves destroyed the lifeblood of Song Tianwen, making him no longer able to have children. Having no children to inherit his family business was the end of his family’s blood. The feud between Rou’er and Wu’an Marquis Mansion was big now. As Rou’er’s mother and brother, they would naturally join the conflict with Wu’an Marquis Mansion...

“What should we do now?” Lady Du looked at Murong Jian in a daze. She was just an old woman in the inner house, and could only handle some family duties. Although her heart was willing but she was not able to intervene in the external affairs.

Song Tianwen was seriously injured. His family would pay no attention to them for the time being. When Song Tianwen’s injury recovered, they would immediately turn the spearhead around.

Song Tianwen had become a eunuch. In the mind, he must hate Rou’er together with her family very much. When he woke up, he would definitely relentlessly go against them with malicious methods...

But how could he, the second master of the Marquis Mansion, be bullied?

Murong Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, “There is only one way to deal with him!”

“What is it?” Lady Du’s eyes turned fiercely and looked at him expectantly.