C16

Although Ling Tianwang had been on full guard, he still couldn't stop the news from spreading. Before noon, all the rich and influential families in the capital knew that Zhou Ruo'an had defeated 50 elite soldiers with 23 people. Even the palace was no exception.

"He defeated the fifty elite soldiers with twenty-three people?" The emperor murmured with a faint smile. "Zhou Ruo'an?" This is interesting. "

It was impossible to tell how the emperor was feeling. The eunuchs and maids by his side subconsciously held their breaths, afraid that they would accidentally provoke the emperor.

The huge palace was silent, but everyone here was used to the atmosphere. Although the current emperor was not a tyrant, he still killed a few close friends to serve him when he was unhappy.

Chief Eunuch supported the horsetail whisk in his arms and stood on the side obediently with his head lowered.

In the current Zhou Mansion, Sun was carefully looking at Zhou Fu, her handkerchief constantly moving, her eyes extremely vicious.

"She's really good!" Zhou Fu complained impatiently.

Because of Zhou Ruo'an's methods, he would always be sized up or even pointed at in secret by others when he was outside.

"You are her mother, how come you didn't know she had such methods?" Zhou Fu asked with an expressionless face, as if he had finally thought of Sun.

Sun's expression stiffened as she looked at him in disbelief. However, he quickly retracted his emotions.

"She doesn't like to talk much and isn't very familiar with me," Sun said with a wronged tone as she lowered her head to block the malicious intent from her eyes.

After all, it was his true love. Zhou Fu let out a long sigh and slowly suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

"It's because I lost my head," Zhou Fu raised his hand and pulled Sun into his embrace. Then he said in a low voice, "For the next few days, I've instructed everyone in the manor to be quiet."

A sliver of pride flashed across Sun's eyes. She leaned on him as if she had no bones and nodded slightly.

Unaware of the influence she had on the others, Zhou Ruo'an stood in the study room with an ugly expression on her face.

She held a brush in her hand. There was a piece of paper on the table as if she was going to write something down. However, Zhou Ruo'an still threw the brush aside.

Zhou Ruo'an suddenly realized that she was illiterate!

The original owner was a bitter child that no one cared about. Only when his mother was still alive did he learn these two words and then he would be completely abandoned.

Although Zhou Ruo'an was proficient in all eighteen types of martial arts and understood the languages of the countries, she could not smoothly convert the simple characters with missing arms and legs into the traditional Chinese characters needed for the current dynasty. Not to mention that she had to use a brush to write.

After a long sigh, a hint of dejection rarely appeared in Zhou Ruo'an's eyes.

Should he ask for help? Zhou Ruo'an thought to herself, but she couldn't make a decision.

"Miss," Hongxiu walked in quietly and called out to her in a soft voice, "Please take a rest."

Zhou Ruo'an weakly glanced at Hongxiu. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and her eyes lit up.

"Hongxiu," Zhou Ruo'an said softly, waving at her. "Come here."

Hongxiu automatically stood to the side and asked doubtfully, "Miss?"

"Do you recognize words?" Zhou Ruo'an coughed lightly and asked seriously.

Hongxiu shook her head without hesitation and explained with a wry smile, "This servant was poor when she was young and was sold to the prince's mansion. She was lucky enough to survive. Naturally, she cannot read."

Zhou Ruo'an had already guessed it already, so she was not too surprised to hear this answer. Her helplessness only increased.

"Forget it." Zhou Ruo'an casually crumpled the paper in front of her and threw it into a nearby basket without hesitation. "Only this time!"

Zhou Ruo'an turned around and left without hesitation.

Suddenly, she was alone. Hongxiu couldn't help but blink and shake her head lightly.

"Is your prince here?" Zhou Ruo'an asked calmly as she looked at the people guarding outside the study.

"Yes," the guard nodded.

Thinking about her plan, the corner of Zhou Ruo'an's mouth couldn't help but to press down. The aura around her body was very fierce.

"May I come in?" Zhou Ruo'an pointed at the tightly shut door and asked.

The guard hesitated for a moment before cupping his hands and replying, "Sorry for the trouble, Miss Zhou, please wait for a while."

Knowing that the ancient study room had a special meaning, Zhou Ruo'an waved her hand disapprovingly and urged, "Please hurry up."

Ling Tianwang had already heard the noise outside. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and subconsciously wanted to stand up.

But he quickly recalled what happened on the drill grounds today, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly sat down.

Not knowing if it was to hide something, Ling Tianwang coughed lightly and then looked at the book beside him with a serious expression.

"Your Royal Highness," the guard bowed and said in a low voice, "Miss Zhou seems to have something to talk to you about."

Ling Tianwang slowly turned his head as if he had just heard a voice, and said calmly, "Then let him in."

After expressing his thoughts concisely, Ling Tianwang set his gaze on the book once again.

"The Prince invites you in," the guard said softly.

Zhou Ruo'an cupped her hands and entered the room without hesitation.

Ling Tianwang sat there quietly. Sunlight shone through the window on her body, leaving behind a bunch of bright spots. He would lift his hand from time to time to flip the pages of the book to break this still life painting, letting people know that she was a living person.

Zhou Ruo'an's eyes flashed with awe for a moment, but he quickly retracted his gaze.

"Ling Tianwang," Zhou Ruo'an opened her mouth and shouted. She did not feel any guilt in breaking this beautiful scenery.

"Hmm?" Ling Tianwang raised his head slightly and only made a single sound.

"Help me write a proposal," Zhou Ruo'an said crisply, not feeling that her request was excessive at all.

Ling Tianwang could no longer continue pretending. He looked at Zhou Ruo'an with a funny expression and asked, "What's the plan? Why is This King writing for you? "

Ling Tianwang's expression was one of arrogance. However, he did have the qualifications to do so. Regardless of whether it was the wealth accumulated by previous generations of Ning Wang, or the troops he mobilized, they were both his strongest backers.

Ignoring his expression, Zhou Ruo'an casually sat on the side and explained, "They don't know my training method, so I plan to write it on paper."

"Is this the plan?" Ling Tianwang raised his eyebrows and commented, "It was rather fitting."