Chapter 152: Learning Art
To be attracted to a person, it may only take a look, or it may only take a moment.
Chonghua lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand, but he couldn't read a word.
What if Luo Chen is handsome, he is just a character in her dreams. Maybe there is no zĂ i at all, but it's just a dream.
No matter how attractive he is, he can't join hands with her for the rest of his life. Sooner or later, there will be a day when you wake up from a dream. When that day came, Luo Chen returned to nothingness.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Chonghua knew that he was shaken. It was not that he was shaken by whether he wanted to wake up, but that he was shaken by Luo Chen's every move.
I don't know when it began, it was a matter of course for her to have Luo Chen by her side.
She still remembered the night on the mountain, when she struggled to ask for life, and threw herself into Luo Chen's warm and wide embrace.
That moment of peace of mind she will remember for the rest of her life.
Luo Chen looked at Chonghua with his eyebrows twisted and his head down, with a sharp expression on his face. I was about to ask her what was wrong.
"Second Highness, Your Majesty has sent someone to look for you." Kikyo, who was guarding the door, whispered.
Luo Chen was stunned, at this time?
"I'll come back when I go, you wait for me at home, don't go anywhere." Luo Chen got up, straightened his clothes, and walked out the door.
After changing his clothes and combing his hair, Luo Chen followed the eunuch who came to look for him to the front hall.
Chonghua sat on the beauty couch in the small study, looking at the empty desk in a daze.
The way she looks now, what is the difference between being tempted by two-dimensional anime characters?
No matter how much you like it, the second dimension is the second dimension after all. When she comes to her senses, it's not the same to face reality.
With a sigh, Chonghua put down the book in his hand and slowly got up.
"Niangniang, do you want to prepare some snacks for you?" Thinking that Chonghua was lacking, the green kite asked.
Chonghua shook his head: "I'm not hungry, did you discuss that matter before?" Who's going to teach me? â
Qing Kite and Zi Mo were stunned, thinking that Chonghua was just talking casually, but they never thought about it seriously. Do they really want to do the Pope's concubine's martial arts? Is it okay to get this thing out?!
"That, Niangniang, did you tell Your Highness the Second Highness?" Zi Mo's heart beat violently, according to the time when Luo Chen came back, Chonghua shouldn't have time to tell Luo Chen about this, and it can be delayed for half a day.
Chonghua looked at them: "I can just make my own decisions, why should I sue him?" â
Because our lives are in his hands, hey! Zi Mo lowered his head and wanted to beat his chest. How did you meet such a willful and reckless master?
"Don't worry, you teach me some basics first. Like pulling ligaments or something. I'm not trying to kill people, I'm just exercising. When he comes back, I'll tell him. Chonghua knew that these secret guards couldn't do anything, and he didn't intend to embarrass them.
Qing Kite and Zi Mo glanced at each other and silently accepted Chonghua's statement. If they don't teach her, she will find someone else to teach her. Rather than letting things develop where they can't control them, it's better to be in their hands. At that time, even the teaching content is easy to control.
Before learning martial arts, you really need to pull the ligaments, and you have to pull the ligaments apart in order to do some difficult movements.
Chonghua also signed up for yoga classes in reality, and knew that the first few times were the most difficult. Once the ligaments are pulled apart, it's much better to get used to them.
Ling Yuehe is a deep lady, let alone pulling ligaments, even if she walks, she can't walk more than three miles. The body is delicate. This made Chonghua very hard.
The feeling as if the tendons had been torn apart was particularly uncomfortable. Chonghua gritted his teeth and stiffened, thinking that it would be all right to get through. There has to be something like this.
At first, Qing Kite and Zi Mo were just thinking about making Chonghua retreat. But I really started, but I was shocked by Chonghua's persistence.
Would ordinary princesses torture themselves like this because they want to learn martial arts?
They have seen a lot of pampered deep ladies and noblewomen. There has never been a case like Chonghua. Those noble ladies are eager to go out and be carried by someone, for fear that if they walk too much, their feet will be ugly. The nails are long, and they are wearing delicate armor, for fear of breaking a little. I usually don't get much sun, for fear that my tan will be ugly.
Chonghua pressed his legs on the corridor under the vine flower shelf, and his forehead was full of fine and dense cold sweat.
Frowning, gritting his teeth, he held on.
Jiangzhu couldn't stand it anymore, so she went to stop Chonghua: "Niangniang, I didn't eat fat in one go." Come little by little, or your leg will break. â
Chonghua naturally knew where this balance was, and she had made some preparations to warm up before. Tomorrow it shouldn't be a muscle strain and I won't be able to get out of bed.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chonghua smiled and asked for water to drink. The blue kite immediately brought warm water to her.
When they were children, they cried and scolded when they were learning martial arts. At that time, they were all three or four-year-old children, where could they endure such hardship. It is common to secretly hide under the covers and cry in the middle of the night. If there is a little bit of grievance, the master will use a rattan to whip it. It hurts more than martial arts.
Chonghua's age has passed the age of enlightenment. At this time, the bones have almost grown, and pulling the ligaments will hurt more than a child.
But Chonghua didn't complain at all, but pulled it little by little. When you can't hold on, you don't hold it hard, and when you rest, you rub the muscles on your legs and arms. Let yourself be as comfortable as possible.
When it was almost time for dinner, Chonghua didn't even bother to lift his fingers.
If Luo Chen made any move tonight, she really didn't even have the strength to resist. Eighty percent didn't even bother to shout. Chonghua smiled helplessly. Fortunately, Ling Yuehe's age was not more than twenty years old, otherwise it would be worse than death if she pulled it up.
Girls in this era don't usually exercise much, and there are not many calcium-containing things in their food. The bones are not so hard, and they are much smoother to pull than when they were in yoga classes.
Luo Chen went and came back not long after. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Chonghua lying on a low couch and asked the green kite to rub his legs.
"What's wrong? Twisted? "It's fine when you go out, it's only been a while, and you sprained? I also need someone to rub my legs.
Luo Chen took two steps and stood on the low couch Qian looking at Chonghua, whose face was a little pale.
"No, I asked the young kite to teach me some basic martial arts and exercise. The first day was a bit overwhelming. The young kites are afraid that I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning, so they have to rub it for me. Chonghua explained with a smile.
Luo Chen squinted his eyes and glanced at Chonghua silently: "Are you still worried about learning martial arts?" â
remembers that when she was almost caught by Zhou Wenyuan on the mountain, the first thing Chonghua said when she came back to her senses was that she wanted to learn martial arts. For a girl, in that situation she should cry, or ask for help, or seek shelter. But Chonghua wants to learn martial arts, and she always thinks that he can't protect her for the rest of her life.
Luo Chen twisted his eyebrows: "You are underestimating, aren't you?" â
Chonghua knew from his expression that his machismo was about to raise his head again. Hurriedly explained: "No, no, it's just a simple exercise." For example, if someone wants to cheat me, even if I can't match others, I can run fast, right? â
If you can't beat it, you can run, and it is also a skill to run for your life. If you don't say anything, you can also go to the rivers and lakes. You can't beat them, but you have to outrun them.
The story of the little lion tells everyone that as long as you run faster than the last antelope, you will not be eaten by the lion. The lion must run faster than the antelope, or he will starve to death.
Chonghua's statement, Luo Chen can reluctantly accept it. As soon as he thought of Chonghua doing it with others, no matter who the other party was, Luo Chen felt that Chonghua must be the one who died. But if Chonghua runs fast enough, the other party can't catch her, which is actually a very good way.
"You learn the basics first, and I'll teach you light skills." Rather than let her toss around, it is better to teach orthodox. Luo Chen pinched his chin, he really couldn't let Xiaochun open up the second pulse of Ren Du for her, and her light skills would definitely go to the next level.
Since you want to do it, you can't be nondescript. It would be better to be systematic. Anyway, Chonghua usually doesn't go out, whoever stipulates that the princess must be a vassal of elegant poetry and songs, that kind of woman is all over the street, he can't look down on it.
"But if you want to say good, only learn light skills." Luo Chen felt that it was better to standardize the scope, so as not to have other requirements.
Chonghua blinked: "That, it's a light work." Can you teach me a little bit about self-preservation? Like flying needles or something? â
This lightweight type of fighting technique is perfect for girls. Needles, lancets, sewn into clothes are completely invisible. Usually hide when you have nothing to do, and you can save your life at a critical moment.
Luo Chen furrowed his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about it.
Chonghua didn't have to move an inch, so he looked at him with such a negotiating attitude.
After a while, Luo Chen sighed: "Only flying needles and lancets." â
This is a huge concession. Please, if your daughter-in-law is martial arts, it would be good to be able to protect herself. But if he wants to make out with his daughter-in-law and is knocked to the ground with his backhand, how can he live this life?
Chonghua saw that he agreed, and thanked him happily. Outside, Zhuzhu and Kikyo set up the dining table, and waited for them to eat.
"By the way, my father is looking for you, is there anything wrong?" Seeing that Luo Chen's face was not very good when he came in, was the emperor urging him to marry a concubine? But does the emperor have the leisure to take care of this?
Luo Chen took a pair of chopsticks, and didn't intend to hide it from her: "King Tongjiang is about to return to the court." â
Chonghua was stunned, she always thought that Zhou Wenyuan lost his father when he was young, and his mother depended on each other. Dare to love this king of Tongjiang just hasn't appeared yet.
"The class teacher returned to the dynasty...... Did King Tongjiang go out to fight? "It's easy to understand that you're out on the road.
Luo Chen nodded: "Expeditionary Force, go to the Nanban side." â
Nanban ...... Chonghua tilted his head, if it is calculated according to real history, is it going to Europe? I don't know how the area here is divided, so I'll look for a book and take a look. R1152