Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Chapter 220: Are you able to practice dual cultivation?

The next morning, Song Yuan realized something.

What does it mean to be struck by lightning for showing off?

Before dawn, Song Yuan opened his eyes in pain.

The moment I turned over, I felt as if all the bones in my body were falling apart, and I couldn't help coughing.

Finally, Song Yuan called Jinlian and checked it carefully.

Not surprisingly, I caught a cold after all!

In Song Yuan's opinion, the only reason for this incident was probably that he had been showing off in front of others last night in the wind and snow.

Finally, the show was done.

It was because of my small body that I couldn’t make it to the end!

"Hahaha, you're going to make me die of laughter!"

"My prince, with your physical condition, you can't even handle a minor cold, and yet you still had the audacity to boast last night about training ten men who would terrify the enemy!"

"Now that you think about it, don't you think what you said was ridiculous?"

Beside the bed, Situ Jing laughed so hard that she fell backwards, extremely unbridled, and still remembered her original words, challenging Song Yuan.

Faced with such a statement, Song Yuan clenched his fists tightly. If he hadn't been so exhausted, he would have given Situ Jing a beating!

Hearing the other party's disparagement, Song Yuan felt depressed.

Do you want to slap me in the face like this?

Young man, as soon as I uttered my bold words, God immediately struck me with a thunderbolt.

Oh my God, you are deliberately going against me, right?

Am I just pretending to be cool?

Is it necessary to punish me like this?

If this matter gets out, how can we live in the border area in the future?

At the critical moment, the aunt was considerate enough. She glared at Situ Jing with a bit of resentment.

"Have you laughed enough?"

"I think the reason why the prince is in this situation today is mainly because he overworked before, and the responsibility for this lies mainly with you!"

"You don't want to share your man's worries, you don't know how to feel sorry for others, you just sit here and smile foolishly, do you have any conscience?"

"Yeah, yeah, blaming me is all my fault!"

Situ Jing was laughing so hard that her stomach hurt. How could she have the mood to ask Song Yuan who was responsible?

Seeing how miserable you are, I’ll take the blame!

"Just keep quiet and stay at home to recuperate. As for the training, don't worry about it. I will naturally select the ten people. When the time comes, I guarantee that they will be better with me leading them than with you!"

Before Situ Jing said this, Song Yuan was still lying on the bed, looking weak.

As a result, after hearing what he said, he quickly turned over and tried to sit up.

Are you kidding me?

If Situ Jing leads those people, won't he train them all into fools by then?

On the battlefield, if you just rush forward with your head down, what's the difference between that and committing suicide?

"Ahem... I'm telling you, don't mess around. You'll only be responsible for selecting people... ahem... I'll leave the training to Huo Jianchuan!"

"Also... ahem... when you get to the camp, tell Huo Jianchuan to come to me!"

"Song Yuan, don't you believe me?" Situ Jing put her hands on her hips, a bad look on her face.

When Song Yuan saw this expression, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly started to fool people.

"Look at you, what are you thinking of me? I'm just being considerate of your heavy workload. Now the entire Southern Camp has to be handed over to you. The burden on your shoulders is as heavy as a thousand pounds!"

"Let Huo Jianchuan share your worries. It's just a trivial matter like training. Why would your aunt need to personally take care of it?"

After being flattered by Song Yuan, Situ Jing finally showed a satisfied smile on her face.

"You're smart. Regardless of whether what you said is true or not, it sounds nice to the ear. I'll just take it as the truth for now!"

Having said that, Situ Jing clapped her hands and left with a satisfied expression.

Looking at the other person's receding back, Song Yuan couldn't help but shook his head.

This silly girl is really easy to fool sometimes!

But it's also thanks to her easy-going nature.

Otherwise, if he really had to lead the troops, his subordinates would probably be finished!

By then, everyone will be as naive as Situ Jing, and won’t be fooled when they go to the battlefield?

That’s when things get really bad!

"Get down!"

While the two were arguing, Jinlian had already asked the servants in the mansion to go to the city to get medicine.

At this moment, he was holding clothes for acupuncture and moved to the bedside.

"If you ask me, with your small body, you must not dare to show off your strength when you come to the border!"

"You keep saying you'll trample the barbarians! This is only the first snow, and you're already in this state. You won't even need the barbarians to attack you in the future. If it gets any colder, I don't think you can handle it!"

Faced with Jinlian's words, Song Yuan couldn't help but curl his lips.

"I'm not weak at all, I'm just overworked! Besides, the clothes you wear these days aren't warm enough after all!"

Our era?

Song Yuan's inexplicable statement immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Noticing this gaze, Song Yuan coughed lightly.

How could you say that?

"Ahem... My brain is really confused. Some of my words may not be accurate. Don't take them to heart!"

"Wait, I'm going to have a full set of woolen coats from now on. Wearing just one of them will definitely keep me warm!"

As Song Yuan spoke, he began to fantasize that the warmest thing was mink.

He was wearing a set of clothes on his little mink, looking like a big brother.

When the time comes, just put on your sunglasses on the battlefield.

The barbarians in front of me were bowing their heads one after another. The scene was amazing!

"Come on, stop showing off. It's just a pretense, but don't deny it!"

"Yes, yes, I'm weak!" Song Yuan rolled his eyes in annoyance at Jinlian's words, and then asked curiously.

"By the way, you really haven't learned the method of dual cultivation?"

"First, tell me what the method of dual cultivation is?" Jinlian blinked with an innocent look on her face.

Song Yuan chuckled, rubbed his hands and explained, "Dual cultivation...it means the two of us, doing the things that a couple should do, while improving our strength!"

"You don't understand. This is called the fusion of yin and yang. When the time comes, your skin will get better and better, and my strength will also improve by leaps and bounds... Ouch, it hurts!"

When he spoke of his pride, Song Yuan suddenly let out a cry like a turtle or a wolf.

It was obvious that Jinlian was frowning secretly, holding a silver needle and making continuous dirty moves.

Seeing Song Yuan screaming like a pig being slaughtered, Jinlian spat in annoyance.

"I bother!"

"This is the fate that evil people like you deserve. How shameless!"

As soon as Jinlian said this, Ye Xuan and Bai Ling beside her nodded in agreement.

Song Yuan has no other advantages, but compared with others, he is definitely the thickest-skinned one!

He is a prince, but he has no idea what etiquette and integrity are.

How dare you say this in front of so many women? You deserve a good beating!

"Didn't you ask me that? You ask and I answer, isn't that normal?" Song Yuan's face was full of grievance.

Are you here to conduct a sting operation?

"Besides, this dual cultivation thing isn't something I came up with on my own. It's recorded in an ancient book I read before. I was just thinking that if your master knows how to do it, then why bother doing it if you can't just say it openly?"

The more Song Yuan thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

When others travel through time, they are accompanied by the system. With a shake of the tiger's body, blessings from heaven will come.

Why do I have to take one step at a time when it comes to me?

Is it so difficult for me to eat something ready-made?

"When it comes to cultivation, it's all about hard work. There's no shortcut."

Hearing Song Yuan's thoughts, Jinlian began to lecture him.

However, his subsequent movements seemed much gentler, which allowed Song Yuan to defend himself effectively.

After the acupuncture was completed, the servant who came to the mansion to get the medicine finally returned. However, Jinlian naturally didn't have to worry about such trivial matters as boiling and decocting the medicine.

Song Yuan's personal maid had already stepped forward and personally arranged the matter.

Seeing Song Yuan lying on the hospital bed, his eyes slightly closed, he looked like he was enjoying himself.

Jinlian then curled her lips and walked out of the room with Bai Ling.

The two of them had just stepped over the threshold and closed the door.

Bai Ling, who was following beside him, couldn't wait to speak to her, "Senior Sister, why did you have to lie to him? Isn't the dual cultivation method he mentioned the He Huan Gong that Master taught us?"

"How could this be possible? Even if it happened, you'd better forget about him!" Jinlian glanced at Bai Ling angrily and threatened.

"If you dare to say anything, I'll pin you to the bed and make you his concubine. Let's see if you dare to do anything else!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say, Senior Sister!"

Bai Ling smiled and nodded, then jokingly said, "But then again, I don't think there's anything wrong with practicing He Huan Gong with him. Aren't we counting on him to rebel?"

"If he really wants me to practice with him, I don't object, but I'm afraid my senior sister will get jealous!"

"Enough! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!" Jinlian glared at him, looking quite angry and embarrassed.

It's a pity that this threat had no effect on Bai Ling, but instead made her laugh coquettishly.

"Senior Sister, look, I was just talking, but you're already so angry!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I won't compete with you for this man. The prince is yours, so it's okay if I don't fight for him, right?"

"You little girl, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Seeing that her junior sister was becoming more and more presumptuous, Jinlian cursed and chased after her with red cheeks.

For a moment, the two of them left the courtyard while playing and joking.

in the room.

Song Yuan, who had closed his eyes for a long time, realized his current condition and tried to stand up with his hands supporting his body.

"Don't get up, get some rest!"

But before Song Yuan could get what he wanted, Ye Xuan's hand was already on Song Yuan's back.

"You are the backbone of the team right now. So many people are counting on you. Don't try to be stubborn at this critical moment. You should focus on recuperating first!"

"I'm much better now. If you don't believe me, come and touch my forehead!"

Song Yuan turned over and suddenly grabbed Ye Xuan's hand while speaking.

Faced with such a sudden action, Ye Xuan felt as if she had been electrocuted. She quickly tried to withdraw her hand, still roaring.

"What are you doing? Do you really think I dare not deal with you?"

"My aunt is so good to me, how can I bear to let her go?"

Song Yuan stuck to her again like a dog-skin plaster, and while speaking, he once again held Ye Xuan's hand in his.

Seeing the other party being so impertinent, Ye Xuan frowned and was about to pull his hand back, but he didn't expect that Song Yuan held his hand tightly this time.

Not only that, but when Ye Xuan relaxed her strength, he suddenly pulled hard.

In an instant, Ye Xuan lost her balance and fell onto the bed.

Seeing this, Song Yuan couldn't let go of such a great opportunity.

Just go up and hug the other person around the waist!

"Let me go, you little bastard! Do you know who I am?"

"Let go quickly! If you dare to mess around again, I'll really punish you!"

The sudden change made Ye Xuan tremble all over. She thought that if outsiders saw the two of them like this, it would inevitably cause misunderstanding.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Ye Xuan could only lower her voice and threaten Song Yuan with a frown.

Song Yuan, however, remained unmoved and held Ye Xuan's waist tightly.

A pair of eyes, like spitting fire, stared straight at Ye Xuan's cheek.

"Didn't you just ask me if I knew who you were? Of course I know. Madam Situ has already said that she plans to marry you off to me. Then you'll be my concubine!"

"Bah, I haven't agreed to this yet!"

Ye Xuan's cheeks flushed and she spat in annoyance.

Before, when he was traveling with Madam Situ, that sister did talk to him about this matter.

But Ye Xuan just felt embarrassed and ran away before the other party could finish his words.

At this moment, Song Yuan didn't care about Ye Xuan's mood. With a bit of dominance, he said directly: "Then I don't care, you can only be my woman!"

"You bastard, I'm Jing'er's aunt!"

As they spoke, they all stretched out their hands and twisted the flesh on the back of Song Yuan's hand.

Song Yuan took a deep breath, but managed to get through it, still shouting.

"If you're really capable, strangle me to death today, otherwise don't expect me to let go!"

"you……"

Ye Xuan was really angry, and her hands gradually gained strength...