I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 369: Yuanbao presents a handkerchief, and Prince Yan teaches his son.

Li Mu walked out of the house and saw that there was nowhere to go, so he turned and walked towards the backyard.

He also didn't know why he treated Liu Mingyan like that just now.

Li Mu would definitely not admit that she was supporting the girl.

Putting aside her cunning nature, Liu Mingyan would rank among the top three women Li Mu knows just based on her looks and figure.

The first one is of course "aunt", but with Li Mu's vocabulary, he is simply unable to express that kind of beauty. At most he can only use two words: "Fuck", and they have to be pronounced with the fourth tone.

The second is Xu Youzhi. Although it may not be very objective, Li Mu has to admit that every aspect of this girl happens to match his aesthetic taste.

The third one should have been Mo Liuying, but there was some subjective emotion from Li Mu in it.

From a rational point of view, when Li Mu did not have deep feelings for Liu Mingyan, she was able to keep pace with Mo Liuying, which is enough to explain the problem.

Li Mu thought heartlessly, then patted his cheek fiercely, pretending to be melancholy, and said lightly:

“If one day I fall into confusion, I hope someone can wake me up.”

Li Mu tried hard to save his reputation and gave a reasonable explanation for his previous behavior.

It's getting light.

There was nothing to do, so Li Mu practiced Kung Fu in the backyard for a rare occasion.

Li Mu didn't know much external martial arts, if you count them carefully.

A set of sword techniques that are not really sword techniques, a set of Mohist introductory mace techniques, and Tai Chi and Wing Chun that only know the theory and a few movements of boxing.

After completing the whole set of movements, his posture seemed quite good, but Li Mu always felt that something was missing.

"By the way, how did this outer family advance?"

Li Mu discovered that there seemed to be no external master who could teach him.

"Old man?"

Li Mu was just thinking about it when he saw half a human head emerging from the courtyard wall in the distance.

"You have sharp ears, boy!"

When the King of Yan saw that he was discovered by Li Mu, he no longer hid and turned over and went into the yard.

"Old man, are you going to climb over the wall of your own house?"

Li Mu glanced at King Yan and started to tease him.

The King of Yan, on the other hand, looked indifferent. He wiped the dust off his sleeves and looked around. Then he came to Li Mu and asked:

"Just now the maid reported that the girl from the Liu family was not in her room. Is she here with you?"

Hearing the ambiguous tone of King Yan, Li Mu subconsciously denied it:

"How is this possible? Old man, who do you think I am...Crap!"

Unexpectedly, Li Mu cursed before he could finish his words.

The next moment, Liu Mingyan was seen pulling Yuanbao and stopping outside the yard.

"Boy, what kind of grass are you?"

King Yan just glanced at the two of them, then nudged Li Mu with his shoulder with a sly smile on his face.

He rubbed his hands together and whispered:

"I'm going to go back and write a letter to that old guy Liu Fangtong."

At this time, Yuanbao took small steps and came to Li Mu. When he saw King Yan, he was slightly stunned.

After saluting hurriedly, he tugged at Li Mu's sleeve, motioning him to go to the side and talk.

Li Mu glanced at King Yan, only to see that King Yan seemed to be waving his hands impatiently, with a smile on his face like a chrysanthemum.

"Your Highness, this, this..."

Yuanbao's voice trembled a little. He took out the piece of cloth that Li Mu had cut from the bed sheet from his sleeve and spoke in a pleading tone.

Li Mu's eyes fell on the piece of cloth and found that not only were the edges and corners locked, but there were also three beautiful small characters embroidered on it with gold thread:

"Qian Duoduo?"

"Duoduo, it's... it's Yuanbao's nickname. It was meant to be evasive, but mother said that a girl shouldn't be given such a name in public."

Yuanbao pursed his lips, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes when he mentioned his mother.

Li Mu stuffed the handkerchief into his arms solemnly, pinched Yuan Bao's cheek, nodded and smiled:

"Duoduo, that sounds nice. I like it. I'll call you that from now on."

"No, no, Daddy said that it's not the right time yet. Daddy and I shouldn't...shouldn't be alive."

Yuan Bao clenched his fists tightly, then smiled sweetly, looked up at Li Mu and said:

"Your Highness, please just call me Yuanbao. Yuanbao likes to hear that."

Li Mu could tell that Yuan Bao didn't mean what he said, so he raised his hand and rubbed Yuan Bao's head, then asked:

"Yuan Bao, do you feel any different from before?"

"Different?" Yuan Bao was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have thought of something, and replied in a low voice with a blushing face:

"Your Highness, Your Highness is like that, Yuanbao is like that, and wherever he is, it's different..."

"This girl has learned bad things!"

When Li Mu heard that Yuan Bao was driving in front of him, he pinched Yuan Bao's face in annoyance and reminded him:

"What are you thinking about? I'm talking about cultivation! Don't you realize..."

Hearing Li Mu's words, Yuan Bao's face instantly turned red like an apple. He subconsciously gathered his true energy, and then a beam of energy exploded in front of him:

"First...first level?"

"Girl, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Li Mu dodged the aftermath of the true qi by moving sideways and flicked Yuan Bao's forehead with his backhand.

Yuanbao, who was originally dazed by the advancement, came back to his senses instantly and rubbed his aching forehead.

Then she thought of what Li Mu had just said about murdering her husband, and quickly covered her face, saying anxiously:

"Yuanbao, Yuanbao still needs to help Miss pack her luggage, just, just..."

Before he could finish his words, he turned and ran.

However, after taking just two steps, he seemed to realize that he had forgotten to do something, and hurriedly took out a white silk handkerchief from his other sleeve and hastily stuffed it into Li Mu's hand:

"Here, Your Highness, take this. Yes, this is from Miss to Your Highness."

After saying that, he pulled Liu Mingyan without looking back and disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

"Sigh~"

Li Mu looked at the familiar handkerchief and couldn't help but take a breath.

"Is she hinting at me?"

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Mu's brows suddenly frowned, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

But he found that it was the King of Yan who was slapping him.

Seeing this, Li Mu released the strength in his hand, but the King of Yan's attack also stopped in mid-air.

"Kid, that's fine. We can't hit you this way."

Prince Yan casually withdrew his hand, but looked at Li Mu with admiration in his eyes.

Li Mu's brows slowly relaxed and he chuckled twice, but did not speak.

Li Mu was not actually disgusted by the intimate interaction between the King of Yan. Instead, he felt it was somewhat cordial.

If it were usual, when Li Mu noticed the King of Yan's actions, he would definitely not be as confused as before, so he asked directly:

"Old man, your slap..."

"There is no force, no blood, and even no sound. Why is this happening?"

Li Mu tried hard to search his limited vocabulary, trying to express his doubts as clearly as possible.

Unexpectedly, King Yan's eyes became strange, frowned and asked:

"Are you trying to tease me? Haven't you already reached the state of Qi transformation?"

“Is this Hua Jin?”

Li Mu's eyes were filled with doubt. He clenched his fists tightly, took a horse stance and threw a punch.

I found that except for the much greater speed and force, it was no different from before.

The King of Yan also saw that Li Mu was not having fun, so he kicked Li Mu's calf and scolded him:

"You are not a child, why are you doing horse stance? Stand up straight."

Then he stretched out his hand, grabbed Li Mu's fist and put it on his palm, and said:

"Hit me with the same force you used just now!"

Li Mu subconsciously wanted to bend his arms and pull his fist, but the King of Yan clamped Li Mu's wrist tightly.

He let Li Mu's fist press tightly against his palm, and said:

"Don't move, just hit me like this."

Then he glanced at Li Mu's slightly tense calf and kicked it again.

"Relax your legs, waist and back, and don't use force anywhere except your fists!"

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"what?"