Lin Fan's morning exercises every day aren't very complex; you might say they're quite simple.
Push-ups, sit-ups, flexibility exercises, and lastly, practicing the One-Finger Zen!
The One-Finger Zen, as the na suggests, ans that every finger is as hard and unyielding as steel. Any single finger, when used, is like a sword—a formidable weapon!
At this mont, Lin Fan is upside down, his feet against the wall, with one hand raised parallel and the other hanging down vertically, yet only one finger is supporting his entire heavy body!
If soone were to witness this scene, they would be absolutely dumbfounded; such a skill cannot be learned by foreigners!
But for Lin Fan, this is child's play. He starts with his thumb, practicing for ten minutes before switching to the index finger, and so forth. After the five fingers on one hand are done, he switches to the other hand, training each in turn just like the first finger!
Lin Fan's entire morning exercise routine lasts more than two hours. By the end, he's drenched in sweat, which, under the reflection of the sunlight, makes his skin shimr like glass, with each muscle on his body automatically tensing and releasing.
Afterwards, Lin Fan takes a shower, dresses, and leaves the room. At this ti, Lin Bai and the others are having breakfast, and Nie Lei and Nalan Qiankun both have dark circles under their eyes, clearly indicating they didn't rest well last night...
Lin Fan takes a few bites and then drives to the royal palace. Since Dai Mo is still unwell, Lin Fan naturally has to be there to accompany her!
Lin Fan is now well known in the royal palace. As soon as he parks the car, the two guards at the entrance greet him with bright smiles!
One of the guards imdiately says, "Mr. Tyrant, His Majesty has ordered that Mr. Tyrant can drive in and out of the royal palace freely from now on."
Lin Fan didn't expect Stephens to grant him such a privilege; even so high-ranking officials in England don't receive such treatnt!
"Thank you very much!"
Lin Fan politely thanks the guards, causing them to look flattered. Before they can say "You're welco," Lin Fan has already driven inside the palace!
"Mr. Tyrant is so courteous; no wonder he has beco one of the three emperors with countless brothers who respect him. Just based on this quality, I'm already impressed!" One guard admirably gazes at the departing car and mumbles.
Upon arriving at the palace, Lin Fan parks the car and heads directly to Dai Mo's room. Along the way, everyone who sees Lin Fan greets him, a stark contrast to the treatnt he received before!
When Lin Fan reaches Dai Mo's room, a maid is just bringing up the freshly cooked soup and breakfast. Seeing Lin Fan, she respectfully greets, "Mr. Tyrant."
"Is this for Princess Dai Mo?" Lin Fan asks with a gentle smile.
"Yes!" The maid imdiately nods.
"Alright, give it to . I'll take it in. You go ahead with your work!" Lin Dan says with a smile.
The maid hesitates not, hands the tray to Lin Fan, and leaves after a slight bow!
Lin Fan takes the tray, slls it, and the aroma does indeed whet the appetite. Holding the two or three-pound tray with one hand, he gently knocks on the door with the other!
"Co in..."
Soon, Dai Mo's voice cos from inside the room!
Lin Fan doesn't hesitate and gently pushes the door open, surprised to find Madam Deve already inside Dai Mo's room.
"Mr. Tyrant, you've arrived," Madam Deve imdiately stands and smiles warmly, showing great respect.
To Madam Deve, Dai Mo is her dearest. Since Lin Fan saved Dai Mo, Madam Deve's respect for Lin Fan is entirely expected, especially given Lin Fan's close relationship with Dai Mo, which has left a very favorable impression on Madam Deve!
"I saw the maid delivering the al at the door, so I thought I'd help bring it in!" Lin Fan points at the tray he's holding with one hand and smiles gently.
"Since Dai Mo returned, she's been sleeping a lot. She indeed needs to replenish her nutrition. You two chat; I have so matters to attend to and must take my leave!" Madam Deve smiles softly and then, rather mischievously, winks at Dai Mo.
While the gesture was subtle, Lin Fan noticed it easily, and seeing this, a blush spread across Dai Mo's cheeks!
Lin Fan finds this strange—just what are this mother and daughter up to?
Madam Deve offers no explanation. After entrusting Dai Mo to Lin Fan, she leaves alone!
Not thinking much of it, Lin Fan walks to the table, sets down the tray, and lifts the lid of the pot. Steam rises from the fragrant soup, and Lin Fan asks as he serves, "How are you feeling?"
"Much better. Although Madam Jenny confined , she didn't interrogate
harshly—it was just a bit of a harsh environnt." Dai Mo replies.
"That's good," Lin Fan nods, finishing the soup, then turns to Dai Mo, sitting by her bedside chair.
Dai Mo is now clad in a single layer of silk nightwear, which, though loose, cannot hide her impressive figure, especially the prominent rise at her chest, resembling two towering peaks, commanding attention!
Dai Mi's golden hair is tied atop her head, revealing her charming face and swan-white neck. Below her neck, the buttons of her nightgown are undone, revealing a deeply carved cleavage!
Lin Fan, not a pale-faced youth unversed in the ways of the world, is familiar with Dai Mo's physique and isn't led astray by desire. He gently blows on a spoonful of soup before offering it to Dai Mo's lips.
Dai Mo doesn't act coy; she raises her chin slightly and drinks.
One person feeds, the other drinks. Without speaking, they simply gaze at each other fondly... enjoying the soup!
Not until Dai Mo finishes two bowls does Lin Fan set the bowl aside, gently checking Dai Mo's pulse at her wrist. Seeing nothing amiss reassures him!
"I've always found Huaxia's dical skills quite miraculous," Dai Mo suddenly comnts.
"There are many miraculous things in Huaxia. What you've seen is just the surface," Lin Fan replies.
"Then you'll have to give
a thorough tour soday," Dai Mo smiles.
"Of course, no problem!"
Lin Fan shrugs, indicating he has no objections!
Then, suddenly reminded of Madam Deve's peculiar expression before she left, Lin Fan asks curiously, "Did she say anything to you before leaving?"
Brush~
Upon hearing Lin Fan's question, a bashful red hues Dai Mo's charming face again; her blush is so hot that it practically steams. Her eyes, brimming with shyness, resemble a bashful rose, exceedingly entrancing!
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