The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Huo Mingheng was worried about this for a long time. He specifically asked Gu Junyu and confirmed that there was no expert in Dinghuihou's mansion, so he dared to let Luo Liyan go first.

The carriages on the road were heavily blocked, and Huo Mingheng was extremely anxious.

Rao tried his best to appear calm, but the look in his eyes was still somewhat uncontrollable.

Huo's mother tolerated him for a long time, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Brother Heng, what are you worried about? Don't you have confidence in the competition later? I heard that you have been getting up a little late these days. This is Just relax?"

"I only woke up a moment later, but I missed nearly two hours of sleep at night." Huo Mingheng said with a hint of impatience in his tone.

He didn't believe that his mother didn't know that he slept less at night, but it was really ridiculous to only focus on what he did less and ignore what he did more.

"Your father is a military general after all. Although you are both civilized and martial arts masters, martial arts cannot be neglected." Xi Jingwen knew that her husband had always had the desire to go to the battlefield, but the swords on the battlefield had no eyes and the horses were wrapped in leather.

What's more, he is old now and is used to being pampered. She will never agree to let him take risks on the battlefield.

Moreover, we need to revive the lintel of Zhenbei General's Mansion and their son. In a few years, they will be sent to guard the border for two years to sharpen their character. This will also be enough to avoid having to learn from the dandies in the capital. .

Ah!

Huo Mingheng chuckled coldly in his heart.

It's not that he is self-deprecating or disappointed. Anyway, he has long been accustomed to the fact that in the eyes of his mother, he is not as good as his father's little finger, but now he feels more that she trusts the so-called filial piety first. .

Do you really think that you will be in charge of the Zhenbei General's Mansion in the future as she wishes?

His achievements will be based on his true ability and have nothing to do with his ancestors.

"I recently got a good military book, and I've been studying it all night." Huo Mingheng explained calmly.

Xi Jingwen opened her mouth, wanting to accuse him, talking back to herself one after another, but looking at the two little ones next to her, she finally endured it.

The carriage drove slowly, and it took a full hour to finally arrive at Dinghuihou Mansion.

As soon as he entered the house, he immediately felt that his arm was hit by the inexplicable air. His mood was agitated all the way, but he finally regained his composure in an instant, and his dark eyes became deep and bright.

"There are really a lot of people here this time. I think some of them, seventeen or eighteen years old, are also here to participate in this competition. You are at a big disadvantage." Luo Liyan thought of the people she saw in front of her, including the youngest ones. He looked 14 or 15 years old, so he couldn't help but worry about Huo Mingheng.

"I'll be 11 years old in one month." Huo Mingheng soothed softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

He has never considered the children of the aristocratic families in the capital as his opponents, and those who are truly capable will not show off in such a sensational competition.

It's a pity that this is the deadline he gave his mother. After this time, his skills will no longer be easily revealed to these people.

"Mingheng, you're finally here! I'm telling you, there's already a fight ahead." Gu Junyu and Su Haoqing came out to greet him before he entered the man's yard.

Huo Mingheng took two steps back, letting them all stand on his left, and then walked towards the inner courtyard.

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