Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Chapter 245 Pain and happiness

A storm, but only one morning.

It completely dissipated in the form of a proposal.

When everyone gathered together for breakfast in the morning, Situ Jing's performance surprised everyone!

On weekdays, Situ Jing always sat next to Song Yuan, intentionally keeping a certain distance from Jinlian. When their eyes met, there was often a special hostility.

But today was different from the usual. Situ Jing actually sat directly next to Jinlian!

Moreover, he was very attentive from beginning to end during the meal.

He kept using his chopsticks to pick up food and put it into Jinlian's bowl, muttering to himself.

"Come on, eat more. Now is the time to nourish your body!"

"What are you standing there for? Eat quickly! After all, you might be pregnant with a dragon. I heard from my mother that you absolutely cannot neglect yourselves during this period!"

"Sister, stop looking at me and eat! Your body is your own, so you can't be careless about this!"

Jinlian was completely dumbfounded. Looking at the bowl of rice in front of her, she didn't know whether to eat it or not.

Others were even more stunned, wondering if the sun rose from the west today?

Is this still Situ Jing?

Could it be that she was possessed by a monster?

According to everyone's common sense, Situ Jing should be making a big fuss, sulking, or even fighting at this moment, and they would think it was normal.

But this kind of reaction at this moment is really surprising.

Song Yuan's face turned pale. Facing this scene, he felt that it was just the calm before the storm.

Out of trepidation, Song Yuan immediately looked at Ye Xuan beside him, hoping to get an answer from her.

But this time, Ye Xuan spread her hands towards Song Yuan, and her meaning was very clear: I don’t know what’s going on!

You can only deal with it yourself!

"Sister, please don't do this, I really can't stand it!"

"If it really doesn't work, you can scold me, or even slap me twice. It will be more comfortable than right now!"

In the end, Jinlian couldn't hold it in any longer and couldn't help but stand up and look at the woman in front of her with a nervous face.

"Look at what you said. Why would I scold you for no reason?"

But Situ Jing seemed not to have heard what the other party meant at all. She smiled and waved her hand, and did not forget to pat Jinlian's shoulder to comfort her.

"You're the victim in this matter. If I scold you again, am I still a human being? Even if I do, I should scold that bastard. After all, he was the one who ran into your room. Since when did the victim become guilty?"

These words instantly struck Fatty Zhao in the heart. He twisted his fat body and said indignantly to the person beside him, "Princess, you're right! I absolutely support you!"

"Shut up!" Bai Ling on the side glared at the fat man unhappily, and did not forget to gently twist her fist.

Seeing this scene, Fatty Zhao immediately remembered the torture he had suffered in the morning and quickly kept silent, but in his heart he was very dissatisfied and angry, and kept shouting.

Just wait, bitch, sooner or later I’m going to sleep with you too!

"No... Why do I always feel something is wrong when you say that?" Faced with Situ Jing's comfort, Jinlian trembled and stood up immediately.

A hint of vigilance appeared in his eyes.

Situ Jing chuckled and explained kindly, "What's wrong with me? I was being too aggressive before, but it was just directed at that jerk. I've always treated others like this!"

"No matter how stubborn I am, at least I can tell right from wrong. You followed that bastard, traveled thousands of miles, and came all the way here, only to have your body taken away for no reason. If I still blame you now, am I a human being?"

"I..." Jinlian frowned slightly, feeling that although these words made sense, they should not come out of Situ Jing's mouth.

It was really abnormal and hard for him to accept!

However, in front of everyone, Jinlian held on until after breakfast, then she pulled Situ Jing aside and avoided other people's sight.

"I don't know what you want to do, but there are some things I must say. I admit that I didn't refuse this matter, which is my fault, but I don't want you to treat me as an enemy!"

"Look at what you said, I really didn't!" Situ Jing said sincerely.

Jinlian on the opposite side was slightly stunned, then changed the subject: "Whether you have it or not, I will believe you for now. The reason I called you here is nothing more than to tell you something!"

"Do you remember what Song Yuan said in front of us about the dual cultivation technique? It's just... it's that kind of thing that can also improve your strength!"

"I happen to know how to do it, but this technique isn't called dual cultivation, it's called Hehuan Gong. As long as..."

After going through the ups and downs with Song Yuan, Jinlian has become much bolder. She can now talk about some topics that she couldn't talk about before.

The reason why he was so frank was just to prevent Situ Jing from misunderstanding.

In order to practice the Hehuan Gong, the two of them will inevitably have frequent sexual intercourse. No matter what, Jinlian has already accepted her identity as Song Yuan's woman, so she naturally has to consider the other party.

If Song Yuan came to his place too frequently and caused Situ Jing to misunderstand him, it would be difficult to explain.

Some topics are better discussed in advance so that you can prepare for them in the future.

"Song Yuan and I may contact each other frequently for training. By then, I just hope you can be more open-minded!"

"No, is there really such a magical technique?"

Situ Jing's eyes were wide open at this moment, and her pupils were full of curiosity. She felt that Jinlian's statement was a little unbelievable.

I originally thought that bastard was just talking nonsense, but I didn't expect that there really was such a technique?

"If it's really as miraculous as you say, then can I understand it this way? If I find a hundred women, teach them this technique, and practice with them every day, will this guy become invincible in a short period of time?"

No, we don’t have to be so diligent…

Even if it's a cow, it wouldn't be so troublesome!

Hearing Situ Jing say this, Jinlian couldn't help but reveal some sympathy in her eyes, and hurriedly shook her head to explain.

"That's true, but don't think that He Huan Gong is that easy to practice. When my master first taught me, he told me that this kind of martial arts cannot be practiced without a special physique. He was lucky to find me!"

Jinlian concealed some secrets in this regard. In fact, the Hehuan Gong has its drawbacks, and this is why his master said that he has a special physique.

Normally speaking, any woman who practices Hehuan Gong can indeed enhance the strength of a man when she has sex with him, but this comes at a certain price.

That’s a woman’s life span!

In the end, men become stronger and stronger, but women only become weaker and weaker, which is equivalent to becoming the cauldron for men to practice martial arts.

Only with this special physique of mine can both parties benefit. Not only can she become stronger with practice, but the benefits to the man are also far beyond those of ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this reason that the master did not even pass on this skill to his own daughter Bai Ling. With the passing of the master, the only one who knows it now is probably Jinlian!

"If this really happened, it would be hard work, sister!"

Originally, Jinlian thought that if she told the truth, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction in Situ Jing, but she didn't expect that after hearing the end, Situ Jingzhi nodded nonchalantly, without showing any unhappiness on his face.

"You...you don't mind?"

"Why should I mind? To put it bluntly, I am the princess after all, and Song Yuan is my man. We are in a borderland with wars everywhere. If this guy has more strength, he will have more chances to survive. I just don't want to repeat the same mistakes and become a widow like the other women in my Situ Palace!"

Situ Jing looked calm and explained patiently. Then he comforted Jinlian and finally turned and left.

"strangeness!"

Looking at Situ Jing's receding back, Jinlian couldn't help but shook her head. She felt strange too. Why didn't she appreciate the kindness of others?

But for some reason, Situ Jing's attitude made Jinlian feel uneasy.

"Oh, I just hope it won't end in unpleasantness!"

At that moment, Jinlian could only shake her head and sigh, but she didn't notice that as Situ Jing walked away, the expression on the other person's face changed.

"You little brat, you've got the upper hand this time. I'll let you practice, and I'll let you practice well!"

The original calmness instantly turned into a ruthless look. Situ Jing clenched his fists fiercely, as if splitting mountains and rocks.

"Before, I never felt satisfied beating you. You were too weak, and I couldn't let you move freely!"

"Now you should train hard and make your body stronger. Then I can use all my strength to deal with you next time!"

……

After this communication, in the next few days, Jinlian did as she said and invited Song Yuan many times.

Thinking of Jinlian's shyness that day, Song Yuan was a little surprised at first.

Wasn’t this girl still reluctant to accept the invitation the other day?

Could it be that he has tasted the marrow and realized the joy in it?

Song Yuan was new to sex, but he enjoyed it and certainly would not refuse such a good thing.

I went to the door excitedly, but later I finally found out that it was a deep pit!

When they got to the bed, Jinlian was indeed very proactive, putting in all her effort and concentration, just to assist herself in practicing!

But what Song Yuan criticized the most was the content of this technique. He had to stick to his original intention every time and could not devote himself to it wholeheartedly.

In this way, the original happiness is naturally greatly reduced.

But this is not the end!

When the next morning came, Jinlian, who had a charming look on her face last night, immediately became a different person. She held a whip in her hand and started whipping Song Yuan.

Under the supervision here, Song Yuan had no choice but to follow Jinlian to the backyard to lift weights and do some weight training.

It took most of the day to do it, but after just a few times, I felt like all the bones in my body were falling apart!

Song Yuan didn't know that the so-called Hehuan Gong was only a temporary solution and not a cure for the disease. Its greatest benefit was that it could help men generate true essence in their bodies.

But one's physical fitness ultimately depends on one's own hard work and practice!

In order to prevent Song Yuan from being lazy, Jinlian had to do it herself.

In the end, the way Song Yuan looked at Jinlian changed a little.

Is this woman schizophrenic?

You get rid of me every night, so you want to get back at me during the day?

After such training, Song Yuan's good days are really over. He works like a horse during the day and a cow at night.

Work day and night.

At most, I can sleep for two or three hours a day, but for some reason, when I wake up the next day, I don’t have any dark circles under my eyes and I feel full of energy!

At this point, Song Yuan wanted to collapse from exhaustion so that he could find an excuse.

However, under the effect of the technique, he was like an indestructible cockroach, and in the end, all his extravagant hopes were dashed.

However, in addition to practicing martial arts, the military camp has also been busy.

During the time when Song Yuan was suffering, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers mentioned by the former General Wei had already arrived.

Song Yuan gave the order and selected them.

From these tens of thousands of people, forty to fifty thousand young and strong men were selected and handed over to Wang Chao and Ma Han for special training!

Afterwards, he selected a few people from Huo Jianchuan's old subordinates to lead his men.

For a time, the entire team trained in an orderly manner.

As for the remaining field soldiers, Song Yuan instructed Fatty Zhao to assign someone to make use of those with special skills and to focus on training those without special skills.

Huo Jianchuan was specifically responsible for recruiting the Golden Saints. Under Song Yuan's command, the entire military camp was in good order.

As long as he is given enough time, sooner or later all his subordinates will be able to become elite soldiers and generals!

This afternoon.

In the courtyard, Song Yuan couldn't help but complain.

"My dear, can we stop practicing? I've been tossing and turning all day long. My bones are almost falling apart. I really don't have any strength left!"

Looking at the stone pillar in front of him that was bigger than his head, Song Yuan said weakly.

Jinlian glared at him and said sternly, "Why are you making so many excuses? Just do what I tell you to do!"

"You complain every day, but I never see you really unable to bear it at night. If you really can't bear it, why don't you take off your clothes? There's no one else here, maybe it can give you some strength!"

"Bah! I'm just trying to conserve my energy so I won't be unable to satisfy you later!"

Song Yuan started teasing Jinlian again, but this time, as soon as he finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard outside the door.

A servant came forward and spoke with some respect.

"Your Majesty, someone is coming from the Imperial City!"

"Oh? Who?"

"He said his name was Wei Da..."

Hearing this name, Song Yuan shuddered.

Who?

Why did this evil star come?

Is God playing a joke on me?