Ning Qing gracefully finished her last move.
She turned around again and looked back at Qu Shaoyu.
"Well, did you see it clearly this time?"
This time, Qu Shaoyu had no extra thoughts and focused intently on watching Ning Qing's every move.
He nodded.
"Hmm, last time it felt awkward and disjointed, probably because I used too much force or the technique was wrong. I'll try again."
As he spoke, he took his long sword and went to the open space in the courtyard.
Ning Qing lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped onto the tree. She sat on the tree and looked at her daughter-in-law standing in the courtyard.
Qu Shaoyu's gaze was firm, he held a long sword, and his movements were agile, his steps steady and powerful yet light.
A simple and unadorned sword technique, once in his hands, instantly transformed into a dazzling illusion where lethality was directly proportional to elegance.
Ning Qing took a sip of wine, but her gaze remained fixed on Qu Shaoyu, who was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.
The sun is setting.
Qu Shaoyu sheathed his longsword and turned to look at Ning Qing in the tree.
"Brother Qing, it's time for dinner. Shall we go back and have our meal?"
Ning Qing nodded and tossed the wine jug in her hand into her spatial storage.
With a swift movement, he flew towards Qu Shaoyu, scooped up the person on the ground with his arms, and headed towards the palace.
Ning Qing's speed was as fast as lightning; the patrolling guards only saw a blur flash past them.
Just as he rubbed his eyes, trying to see clearly, Ning Qing had already vanished without a trace.
The guards assumed they were hallucinating and continued their daily, monotonous work.
Ning Qing carried Qu Shaoyu and leaped into the palace through the window.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, Qu Shaoyu couldn't wait and struggled to get down from Ning Qing's arms.
As he pushed Ning Qing's chest away with both hands, he nimbly jumped to the ground.
After landing, he subconsciously took a step back to maintain a distance between them.
Seeing his wife's awkwardness and discomfort, Ning Qing simply curled his lips.
"Take a good wash and freshen up. After you finish your dinner, I'll take you to the library."
As he spoke, he walked straight toward the painting until his white figure disappeared into it.
Qu Shaoyu watched as the white figure disappeared into the painting.
A strange emotion welled up inside me and lingered in my heart.
He called out towards the door.
"Little Yangzi, I need to take a bath. Prepare it quickly."
Xiao Yangzi's voice came from outside.
"Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will go and prepare immediately."
(Note: Because eunuchs who have lost power have lost their manhood and thus exclude themselves from the realm of men, they can only refer to themselves as servants in front of their masters.)
Before long, Qu Shaoyu was soaking in a warm bathtub.
Looking back on everything that happened during the day.
His face was sullen and he irritably covered his face with a damp towel.
As for Ning Qing, well... because Qu Shaoyu hung the scroll on the wall.
At this moment, she was openly gazing at the alluring scene outside—a handsome man emerging from a bath!
He couldn't help but secretly comment to himself, "Hmm, compared to two years ago, he's not only grown taller, but he's also gained weight!"
Of course, it's not fat or flabby flesh that grows, but firm and beautiful muscles.
While marveling at his wife's beautiful muscles, he also had to face a reality.
The flowers I'm growing at home are still small and need careful nurturing; they're not ready for harvesting yet.
What a sad thing this is!
That's absolutely inhumane!
After Qu Shaoyu finished bathing and dressed, he came to the outer room and looked at the various fragrant dishes on the table.
She stepped forward and stood in front of the painting. "Brother Qing, come out and have a meal together."
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