At 5 p.m. in the Republic of Diaz, Nangong Yu was called out to speak with Nan Fangying, while Song Yuli was required to stay behind to learn etiquette from the unfamiliar white woman sent by Nan Fangying.

Meeting the King and Queen is no joke; all etiquette must be followed perfectly, or you'll be disliked.

Although Nan Fangying disliked Song Yuli, she couldn't let the King and Queen dislike her as well. After all, she was now A Yu's wife, and if she was disliked, it would be the same as A Yu being disliked.

"Lift your chin, straighten your back a bit more, and make your smile more natural."

The white woman patiently taught him.

"Yes, that's it, great."

Seeing the sweat on Song Yuli's forehead, she took a handkerchief and wiped it for her, praising her, "Miss Song is very smart."

Song Yuli smiled and politely replied, "Thank you."

The white woman nodded in satisfaction: "Come on, Miss Song, bend your knees a little more, that's right. Don't hunch your back, keep it straight, that's how you show respect to the King and Queen."

After a while, Song Yuli felt that her legs were no longer her own; they were sore and stiff, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

Nangong Yu has been so good to her, she absolutely cannot let Nangong Yu lose face.

"Okay, great, Miss Song, let's do it again."

...

In a garden outside the castle.

Seeing Nangong Yu's absent-mindedness, Nan Fangying frowned.

She put down her teacup and said casually, "Are you worried about her?"

Nangong Yu nodded without hesitation: "Yes, after all, she's still pregnant."

Seeing the worry on Nangong Yu's face, Nan Fangying raised an eyebrow.

It seems the Nan family really does produce romantics.

Apart from Nan Wenhan, who is out of touch with reality, every other man in the Nan family loves and cherishes his wife.

Even if some marriages are arranged for business purposes, they still end up living happily ever after.

With a helpless sigh, Nan Fangying waved her hand and said, "Never mind, never mind, go back now, lest the person you cherish most is mistreated."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu immediately stood up from the sofa: "Thank you, Grandma. I'll head over now. I'll come with her later."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Nan Fangying alone on the spot.

Nan Fangying glanced at Nangong Yu's hurried figure, then at the various flowers in the distance, and a trace of nostalgia flashed across her somewhat cloudy eyes.

I miss you. When will I be able to see you again?

...

Looking at Song Yuli, who was covered in sweat, Nangong Yu frowned slightly, feeling a little distressed.

He coughed softly, drawing the attention of the two people in the room.

When the white woman saw Nangong Yu, she slightly curtsied to him.

Upon seeing Nangong Yu for the first time, Song Yuli was delighted, but she maintained her polite posture and remained motionless.

"Honey, do you think my posture is correct?"

Seeing this, Nangong Yu frowned and walked over to help her up: "It's very standard, so you don't need to practice anymore."

Song Yuli shook his sore arms and shook his head: "No, I still need to practice more, otherwise I'm worried I'll forget and that would be embarrassing."

Nangong Yu said nonchalantly, "So what if I'm embarrassed? I don't care."