Wing Sheng's arm, strode towards the courtyard gate when she heard these words. Anger surged within her. Seeing several guards pinned down by others, she didn't hesitate to pick up a stone from the...However, Fu Ziheng didn't dwell on this either. He said, "Then why did you ask them to close the door Quickly find a carriage, let's go find her right now..."

Before the "ah" sound could leave his lips, he felt a surge of weightlessness. In the next instant, he was soaring out the window. By the time he registered what was happening, Fu Zimu had already whisked him away, traversing the rooftops of the palace.

"Zi, Zimo, are we really going to look for her like this" The howling wind whipped past his ears, and Fu Zi Heng's face was pale. From childhood to adulthood, he had lived in the most comfortable environment imaginable. Let alone running at this speed, even a normal jog would have people behind him shouting "Careful! Careful!" or "Slow down!"

And this nephew, although he seemed unruly and defiant from childhood to adulthood, had never shown any rebellion in front of him. But this time, he actually took flight on his own

Isn't it just about seeing his own woman Is there a need to be so anxious

"Don't speak, you'll catch a cold from all that wind. Don't blame me later," Fu Zi Mo said without even raising an eyebrow as he continued to drag Fu Zi Heng through the streets at a frantic pace.

Seeing the note and snowman, he desperately wanted to go find her immediately. Who knew that Fu Zi Heng, like a meddling busybody, would appear halfway there He had no choice but to take him along. The proud prince was not happy about this, so he decided to make Fu Zi Heng's life difficult by taking him out to feel the cold wind.

When the two princes listened in the courtyard of the armory, Fu Zi Heng's legs had already begun to tremble. His feet touched the ground and he retreated step by step, waving his hands, "I can't do this anymore, I can't do this anymore. You let me catch my breath."

Fu Zi Heng retreated three zhang, moving far away from Fu Zi Mo's side. He leaned against a pillar of an iron shed in the courtyard, panting heavily, and still couldn't help but rebuke Fu Zi Mo, "You little rascal, you must have done this on purpose. When did I offend you You intentionally made me go through all this trouble"

“You’re joking, aren’t you You are the lord, and I am your subject. How dare I intentionally make things difficult for you Didn’t I choose the fastest route because I saw you were in a hurry” Fu Zimo lied without blushing or panting. After finishing his sentence, he ignored Fu Zi Heng who was resting on the side and walked straight towards the courtyard ahead.

Zhou Li stepped forward first. Seeing Fu Zi Mo come in person, he took a few steps forward and knelt down on one knee, "Your Highness!"

"Well, where is she" Fu Zimu asked.

Zhou Li bowed deeply and performed another bow before saying, "The Concubine has been unable to sleep for two days straight. This morning, she finally finished crafting the metal whip and returned to her room to rest. My Lord, would you like me to wake her Actually, I was involved in the entire process of making the metal whip. I can demonstrate it instead. Or perhaps we should let the Concubine rest for a while"

Fu Zi Mo listened, his pupils shrank for a moment, and he snorted coldly: "You actually care about her..."

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, quickly bowing his head. "No, no, I'm not. I only admire the Side Princess's abilities. There's absolutely no ulterior motive. The Side Princess is like an immortal descending to earth. How dare a mere mortal like me have any thoughts about her!"

“A fairy descending to earth…” Fu Zimuo’s smile deepened, “In just a few days, she has completely won over all of you loyal subjects of mine.”

"... Zhou Li was silent. Although he wanted to say a few more heartfelt words, after this period of time getting to know Qin Luo Yan, he was truly impressed by her and didn't want to say anything insincere."

"Fine, let her rest. Take us to see the metal whip," Fu Zi Mo resumed his cold demeanor.

Zhou Li still had some doubts in his heart. A few days ago, he saw the King was still looking haggard and depressed, how come today he looks so radiant Hearing the little maidservant in the courtyard say that the concubine gave the king a gift this morning, could it be that the gift's merit In that case, the concubine's status in the king's heart is extraordinary.

However, a woman like the Princess Consort should rightfully be paired with a man like Prince Wu Xuan, who is powerful enough to look down upon the world. Zhou Li thought this way, a smile involuntarily blooming on his face, and even his steps became lighter.

Fu Zi Mo then beckoned to Fu Zi Heng in the distance, "The things are ready, let's go and see."

Fu Zi Heng gave him a glance, but still followed over. Zhou Li looked at Fu Zi Heng and Fu Zi Mo's similar faces, his heart was puzzled, but he heard Fu Zi Mo urge: "Let's go, don't stare at him, don't ask what you shouldn't."

"Understood, sir." Zhou Li quickly replied and led the way.

A group of people arrived at the small clearing in the backyard. There were many wooden stakes on the ground, apparently used for testing weapons, and many of them still bore the marks of sharp blades.

Several people had just stopped in front of a sturdy wooden stake. Chen the blacksmith came over carrying an iron box. He opened the box and revealed a metal whip inside to the group. The metal whip was about three meters long and looked like a glowing black snake. Each joint of the snake's bones was made of a thin, cicada's wing-like piece of iron. What was most frightening was the edge of these thin pieces, which were serrated.

Such a weapon, without even being used, simply by appearing could strike fear into people's hearts. Each small, sharp tooth sent shivers down one's spine. Just thinking about those teeth cutting through flesh and skin immediately conjured up images of flying flesh and blood streaming.

"Good! What a great thing!" Fu Zi Heng clapped his hands excitedly, eager to grab the long whip.

Chen the blacksmith frowned and unconsciously looked at Fu Zimuo. Seeing Fu Zimuo nod slightly, he relaxed his grip and handed the metal whip to Fu Ziheng.

Fu Ziheng took the metal whip in his hand and weighed it. He originally thought that a whip made of metal would be somewhat heavy, but he didn't expect that when he held it, he didn't feel any heaviness at all. Instead, it gave him a light feeling, and his eyes unconsciously brightened.

"Slap"

The long whip rose up and struck the wooden stake. After a cracking sound, it left only a shallow mark on the stake.

Fu Zi Heng frowned, turning his head to look at Fu Zi Mo, "It seems this metal whip looks impressive, but its power isn't that great."

"Is that so" Fu Zimo's martial arts were peerless, he saw at a glance the extraordinary nature of this metal whip, the smile on his lips was an unmistakable expression of pride. He only took a slow step forward and slowly raised his hand.

When Fu Zimu's fingertips touched the wooden stake, a shocking scene occurred. With a crisp crack, the wooden stake broke cleanly in two, the top end falling to the ground, with hardly a splinter.

The less sawdust, the sharper this metal whip. Could such harm really be caused by just a whip

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