Chapter 59: You will be my future princess
Zhu Wenqin was pulled out of her warm bed by Jing Siye early in the morning.
He opened his eyes dazedly and mumbled incoherently:
"What are you doing getting up so early..."
Jing Siye sorted out his robes for him while explaining in a gentle voice:
"Qin'er, since you want to learn martial arts, you can't sleep in any more. Getting up early to practice martial arts will achieve twice the result with half the effort."
When Zhu Wenqin heard this, he immediately regretted agreeing to him. Getting up before dawn every day to practice martial arts was simply killing him.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Jing Siye pitifully:
"Your Majesty, can we not practice today? Qin'er is really sleepy, let me sleep for a while..."
As he said this, he tilted his body and tried to get under the quilt again.
Seeing this, Jing Siye smiled helplessly, reached out to pick him up again, and placed him steadily on his lap.
He took the boots handed to him by Qi Feng, put them on for Zhu Wenqin, and coaxed her softly:
"Qin'er, you will feel a little uncomfortable at first, but it will be fine after a few days. Once you have learned a few self-defense moves and practiced some Qinggong, you can go wherever you want in the future. Isn't that free?"
After hearing this, Zhu Wenqin's eyes lit up slightly, as if she was aroused. He raised a finger and asked tentatively:
"Really? Just learning a few moves will do?"
Jing Siye nodded, his tone firm: "Well, one or two moves will be enough."
Xue Nian, who was holding the water for washing face, saw this scene and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. He complained in his heart:
The prince dotes on Master Zhu so much, I’m afraid he won’t be able to learn even half of his moves, right? When it comes to learning martial arts, what matters is hard work and practice. How can it be learned by tricking people?
Jing Siye didn't seem to care about these. He looked down at Zhu Wenqin in his arms, his eyes full of tenderness and doting. He gently patted Zhu Wenqin's cheek and said softly:
"Qin'er, go wash up first, and then go practice with Qi Feng, okay?"
Although Zhu Wenqin was still somewhat reluctant, she nodded reluctantly after Jing Siye's gentle coaxing.
He slowly got off Jing Siye's legs, took the wet towel handed to him by Xue Nian, wiped his face roughly, and finally became a little more sober.
Jing Siye took his hand and walked outside. The cold winter wind was a bit biting. Zhu Wenqin couldn't help but shrink her neck and lean towards Jing Siye.
Jing Siye noticed his movements, smiled slightly, pulled him closer to his chest, and whispered, "Are you cold?"
Zhu Wenqin shook her head and muttered softly: "It's okay, just a little sleepy."
Jing Siye chuckled and ruffled his hair:
"I'm going to court first. I'll come back to check on Qin'er's practice."
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At lunch time, Jing Siye hurriedly left the court. Thinking of Zhu Wenqin, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Before I even reached the door of the bedroom, I heard a wailing sound coming from inside:
"Be gentle, be gentle... and here... it hurts so much..."
Jing Siye's heart tightened and he pushed the door open quickly, only to see Zhu Wenqin lying on the couch, with Qi Feng carefully massaging his shoulders and back.
Zhu Wenqin frowned and kept humming, obviously feeling pain all over his body.
Seeing this, Jing Siye shook his head helplessly.
When Zhu Wenqin saw Jing Siye coming back, she immediately complained aggrievedly:
"Your Majesty, practicing martial arts is too difficult. Qin'er's whole body aches so much that she doesn't even want to move..."
Jing Siye sat down beside the couch, reached out and gently pressed his calf, and asked softly:
"What did Qin'er practice today? Why are you so tired?"
Zhu Wenqin curled her lips and said in a muffled voice:
"I practiced the horse stance... Didn't the prince say that basic skills are very important?"
Jing Siye nodded, with some approval in his eyes:
"Well, the horse stance is indeed the basics. How long has Qin'er been practicing it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wenqin felt guilty and hummed in a low voice, "Just... two sticks of incense time."
Jing Siye: “…”
He was speechless for a moment, feeling helpless and amused. The time of two incense sticks is not really long for beginners.
But for a spoiled young man like Zhu Wenqin, this is a rare persistence.
Seeing Jing Siye didn't say anything, Zhu Wenqin thought he was angry, and quickly reached out and tugged at his sleeve, saying in a soft voice:
"Your Majesty, is Qin'er really useless? She can't even do such a small thing..."
Jing Siye came back to his senses, patted the back of his hand gently, and said in a gentle voice:
"Qin'er is already pretty good. It's inevitable that you'll feel tired when you first start practicing. Keep going and you'll get used to it slowly."
After hearing this, Zhu Wenqin did not feel comforted, but felt even more aggrieved.
He put his arms around Jing Siye's neck, and rubbed himself against him like a soft and cute little rabbit, his voice carrying a hint of coquettishness:
"Your Highness~ Qin'er is really not doing well. My whole body aches. Can we not practice tomorrow?"
When Jing Siye was touched by him like this, his heart suddenly softened. He looked down at Zhu Wenqin's pitiful face and almost softened his heart and agreed to him.
But when he thought that if Zhu Wenqin learned some self-defense skills, she would be able to protect herself in the future, he hardened his heart, gently pinched Zhu Wenqin's cheek, and said:
"Persistence is the key to martial arts. If you don't practice, what will you do if you encounter danger in the future?"
Zhu Wenqin pouted and muttered in her heart:
[With the prince here, how could Qin'er be in danger? 】
[Qin Er originally wanted to learn martial arts just to increase her physical strength and gain the upper hand.]
[But what’s the use of having good physical strength if you don’t have good skills? 】
Jing Siye: ...
When you feel bad, don't beg for mercy.
"I can't be by your side all the time. If you learn some self-defense skills, I will feel more at ease."
After hearing this, Zhu Wenqin was silent for a moment, and seemed to be somewhat moved.
He raised his head and looked at Jing Siye with some hesitation in his eyes:
"Then, Your Majesty, can you practice for one stick of incense every day?"
Zhu Wenqin looked at him eagerly, praying in her heart:
[Hurry up and agree to Qin'er, Qin'er doesn't want to be bored in the house. 】
Jing Siye: “…”
Am I worrying too much? Qin'er actually felt too bored in the mansion. Perhaps it would be more effective if he could relax a little.
"One stick of incense is too little. Three sticks of incense a day. If Qin'er can hold on, I promise to take her out to play."
"Really?" Zhu Wenqin perked up now, "Your Majesty, you must keep your word."
"This king never breaks his word."
"Then Qin'er will go out today."
"good."
Qi Feng who was standing aside said: Guard Zhu really knows how to control his master.
Zhu Wenqin smiled again. He leaned in Jing Siye's arms and said:
"Well, Your Majesty, Qin'er is hungry, shall we go have dinner?"
Jing Siye chuckled, helped him up from the couch, and said, "Okay, I'll have someone prepare Qin'er's favorite dishes. Let's go."
When Zhu Wenqin heard that there was something delicious to eat, she quickly got up and followed Jing Siye out.
However, after taking just two steps, he felt unbearable pain in his legs. He couldn't help but cry out "ouch", and his whole body leaned to the side.
Jing Siye was quick to support him and shook his head helplessly:
"Qin'er, let me carry you over."
Zhu Wenqin blushed and protested softly: "Your Majesty, this is not good... It would be so embarrassing if someone saw us..."
Jing Siye didn't care, he just picked him up and said with a smile:
"Qin'er will be my princess in the future, who dares to say anything?"
Zhu Wenqin was in a good mood and ate two more bowls of rice. After wiping her mouth, she couldn't wait to pull Jing Siye's hand and walk out.
Jing Siye ordered Qi Feng and Xue Nian to follow. When they walked to the gate of the mansion, they ran into Wang Zhiyan who was also preparing to go out.
Wang Zhiyan bowed and said, "My concubine greets His Majesty. Where are you going?"
Jing Siye: "I don't need to report where I'm going..."
As he was talking, he noticed that the maid next to Wang Zhiyan was a stranger, and he couldn't help but ask in a deep voice:
"Where's Meixue?"
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