Destiny in this life: Sisterly love is deep and dreams are sweet

In the morning of the second day, I thought someone would impeach Murong Yi for lynching Murong Bing, but unusually no one came forward.

After the morning court, Murong Yu and Murong Yi walked out of the Tai Chi Hall, "It's strange today that the people of King Qi missed such a good opportunity." Murong Yu said.

"After all, it's unreasonable. If you really anger your father, King Qi will lose more than you gain."

"Just letting them go like this makes me feel like I'm not willing to let them go."

"Take your time! The most important thing now is that Wanxi can give birth to this child safely, everything else is secondary. I have written down this revenge, and I must let Prince Qi pay for it with blood."

Murong Yu could see that his imperial brother had changed and was no longer the gentle and gentle Crown Prince he was before.

He looks more and more like an emperor now, what an emperor should look like.

"Brother Huang seems to have changed."

Murong Yi noticed it himself and said with a smile: "I used to want to be a kind emperor, but now it seems that the emperor's kindness cannot protect the people he wants to protect."

"I want to be as ruthless as I should be, so that I can better protect you."

Murong Yi has known since he was a child that he is burdened with many people's expectations and pressure. Many people placed their treasures on him, and he could not live up to their expectations.

In everything, we must try our best to be perfect and to the extreme.

"Brother Huang must be very tired!"

Murong Yi smiled at him and said, "If you feel sorry for me, please stop causing me trouble in the future."

"Brother Emperor is here again. I've been very good recently."

"Now that you are married, you are indeed a lot more honest. Keep it up."

"I know. After this incident, Yan Hua wanted me to teach her martial arts. She woke up before dawn this morning and dragged me up."

Murong Yi looked shocked, "What did you say? Practice martial arts? With you?"

"That's right! There's a problem. I've been on the battlefield after all, so why can't I teach my princess to practice martial arts?"

Murong Yi scolded: "What nonsense will it sound like if it gets spread out?"

"What's wrong? I, Murong Yu's princess, want to be different. Why should a woman stay in the back house and surround her husband and children all her life? Yan Hua likes her, and I support her. What's more, teaching her martial arts will make her a better person in the future. Able to protect oneself and protect others.”

"After all, I can't be by her side all the time. Brother Emperor, there will always be times when we are negligent. We do this just in case."

After Murong Yi heard this, he stopped saying anything. After all, this was their husband and wife's own business.

"Okay! But is Yan Hua's body suitable for practicing martial arts?"

"It's not bad! She can do some Kung Fu like a three-legged cat. Maybe in two years, she will really succeed?"

"Okay, I'm going back to the East Palace. You should leave the palace as soon as possible!"

"Brother, go slowly."

As soon as Murong Yu returned to the palace and arrived in the courtyard, he saw her still walking in the saddle with a determined expression on her face.

Murong Yu walked over, and the sweat on her face was faintly visible.

Lu Yanhua already felt numb in her legs, but she still persisted. In order to better protect herself and her sister, she had to endure it.

"Have you been like this since I left?" Murong Yu looked in disbelief.

"Ok!"

"Are you serious? But you can't practice like this. Get up and take a rest."

Murong Yu helped her stand up, and Lu Yanhua felt that her legs were no longer hers. This is really tiring. People who practice martial arts are really awesome.

Murong Yu helped her sit down on the imperial concubine's couch nearby. Murong Yu squeezed her legs and said, "You! Don't be too hasty. Practice martial arts slowly. You are not a five or six-year-old child now. It's too late. In a few years, it is inevitable that we will have to endure more hardships.”

"I'm not afraid of hardship. I must learn it anyway. I also need to learn to use a sword. Just like you, I can use the sword fluently." Lu Yanhua also reached out and gestured. In the past, when watching costume dramas, you could always see the protagonists in them. She plays the sword very beautifully. Although I know that it is fake and most of them are wired, I still feel that it is very powerful.

"Okay! I will teach you slowly, but practicing martial arts requires accumulation over time and cannot be achieved overnight. You must also do what you can, step by step, and be down-to-earth."

"I know, anyway, the days are still long in the future? Just take your time! I believe it won't take long, and I will definitely be able to learn it."

"Yes! You are the smartest."

However, the next few days will be painful for Murong Yu. During the day, Lu Yanhua practiced martial arts intensively. She was exhausted and suffered from backache. At night, she lay down and fell asleep.

Murong Yu endured it for several nights, but this night he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Lu Yanhua was already tired and fell asleep. Murong Yu kissed her directly to wake her up, kissing her collarbone, chest, ears and other places.

Lu Yanhua was woken up by him. When she woke up, she saw him lying on her body and pushed him away, "Don't make trouble, I'm so tired!"

"Did you do it on purpose? These days, I've been suffering like this every day, can you bear it?"

Does Lu Yanhua still feel aggrieved? "I'm really tired, can't you understand me?"

"Starting from tomorrow, it's better not to practice martial arts."