Where is the problem?

  Before long, there was a knock at the door.

  "Come in." Ming Yuleng said, and then saw the door pushed open, a young woman wearing a light yellow long dress walked in, holding a tray with a set of white clothes on it.

  "Miss, your maid Xiang Die is here. This is a set of clothes sent by the Sixth Prince. Please change into them quickly to avoid catching a chill."

  Xiang Le saw her suddenly appear in the sixth prince's bathroom, with not a hint of surprise in his eyes, nor did he gaze at her wantonly, but instead smiled politely.

  After putting things down, she saw that she had no instructions, so she turned around and went out.

  "Hey, don't go...". Looking at the clothes in the plate, Ming Yuleng opened her mouth to persuade Xiangdie, scratching her head somewhat embarrassedly, "Help me put it on."

  Upon hearing this, Xiang Die walked over naturally, a hint of apology on her face. "It was my mistake. I'll help the young lady change into new clothes right away."

  Ming Yulang still thought it was better to dress neatly, she didn't want to go for a wild and free style.

  However, the clothes were well-prepared, and even the undershirt was available. Ming Yuleng put on her own close-fitting shirt and then took out the more complicated outer garment.

  These days she has been used to being served by Fang Er, and now Xiang Le helps her put on her clothes, which doesn't make her feel too uncomfortable either.

  She touched her clothes, the fabric was excellent, the embroidery was first-class, and most importantly, it fit perfectly. It's unknown how she could find such suitable clothes so quickly.

  It seems that Hua Yun Gongzi's reputation for being romantic is not unfounded.

  After dressing up, Xiang Le looked at her hair and asked respectfully: "Miss, what kind of hairstyle would you like to have?"

  "It's fine, just leave it like that!" Ming Yuleng waved her hand, her hair was still wet, and although the bun looked good, having wet hair for too long could lead to a headache. She would blow-dry it at night and it would be dry in no time.

  Xiang Le listened very obediently and after she said no, he retreated and went out.

  After changing into dry clothes, she felt completely different. The sticky and wet feeling on her skin was gone. Ming Yuqiong opened the door and walked out.

  A warm air mixed with the night wind came face to face, and all the pores on her body relaxed. Ming Yulang felt extremely comfortable, sighed, and said that natural wind was still more comfortable.

  "It's so late today, still want to learn martial arts?"

  Nalan Lian opened his mouth to ask, but when his gaze fell on the girl stretching her arms against the night sky, a hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

  Her slightly closed eyes, eyelashes like butterfly wings, starlight sprinkled down, gently trembling on them.

  Slightly raised corners of the mouth, with an intoxicated color, as if carrying a sweet dream's joy, inexplicably moving people's hearts.

  "Learning is natural." Ming Yuqiong withdrew her hand and turned to look at Nalan Lian, who had flown out using her lightness skill and was about to fly back in the same way.

  Since we've already set out at midnight, it's better to figure out why our internal energy is shrinking for no reason.

  Nalan Lian's brief moment of tranquility immediately dissipated, her gaze swept across her face and stopped at an unknown place, as if gazing into the distance. "What do you want to learn?"

  "Qinggong!" Ming Yuleng said without hesitation.

  Qinggong is a must-learn project for her. In martial arts, internal strength is the foundation. She already has internal strength now, so what she needs to learn next is speed.

  With the assistance of qinggong, the kung fu learned before can also be better played.

  If she encounters danger and can't fight back, she can still run.