"Xiao Shunzi, go and report to Your Majesty that I want a good sword"

"Niangniang, what do you want weapons for?" Junko's eyes widened.

"Of course, it's for self-defense."

"But............ Hey, the little straight son of the mother is going too."

Before he could finish speaking, Yakumo Zi raised his palm, and Xiao Shunzi immediately ran away in fright.

Xiao Shunzi's funny appearance made Yue'er and Li'er on the side smile secretly.

Almost an hour later, Junko trotted over with a rectangular wooden box.

Yakumo Zi was happy and excited, and hurriedly beckoned to him.

"Little Shunzi, bring it quickly"

Xiao Shunzi panted like a cow, sweating profusely, put the wooden box on the small wooden table, and sat on the ground, and kept chanting: "I'm tired, I'm tired."

Yakumo Zi was still paying attention to him there, looking at the wooden box in front of her, her eyes were shining, like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep.

Carefully opening the box, slowly, slowly, she saw the tip of the sword.

A ray of sunlight shone on the silver-white sword, and the reflected light made Yakumo Purple a little uncomfortable.

When the wooden box was opened, the full view of the sword was revealed.

The sword body is as white as a mirror, and the hilt is completely made of white jade, and there is a hint of coolness when touched.

The sword is a good sword, but it is still worse than the Tianhan sword.

Hawkers, I can't ask for so much now, how can a divine weapon be so easy to get.

"Xiao Shunzi, did Your Majesty say the name of this sword?"

Xiao Shunzi got up and patted the dust on her buttocks, and replied, "Niangniang, Your Majesty asked you to name this sword."

"That's called Nebula Sword."

"Nebula Sword?" The faces of the three of them were different, and they could see a clue from the name.

Yakumo Zi sensed their reaction and wondered, "What?" Not good? ”

The three of them hurriedly shook their heads, even if it was not good, they didn't dare to object, if His Majesty knew about it, we would probably be finished.

Among the three tasks, there is a task of the mother of the world, to pull Zhu Yurong's sister to the throne, although the emperor doesn't like her either, but just in case, the favorability must be full.

Or maybe it's just a habit.

Yakumo Zi shook off the Nebula Sword, and was relieved to be sure that it would not detach the blade from the hilt.

"Niangniang, be careful, don't hurt yourself, someone will be worried," Xiao Shunzi reminded.

"It's okay, a weapon like a sword, I've been playing for hundreds of years, how can I hurt myself"

Hundreds of years?

The three of them are full of black lines, what nonsense is this lady talking about? How can a person live for hundreds of years, and he is not a monster.

But when they think of her resurrection, they are still a little worried, their own mother is a monster.

There are a total of 36 styles of Tianyun swordsmanship, and there is no internal strength at present, only practice its shape first, and when the morning sun turns into breath to practice internal strength or internal force, practice its realm.

Yakumo Zi took a deep breath and came to the widest position in the courtyard, and the three of Xiao Shunzi watched nervously from the side, afraid that she would suddenly hurt herself.

Tianyun Thirty-six Styles is the system imprinted in his own soul, every move and style is very clear, and the most important thing now is to make this body habit.

Let's swing the sword a hundred times.

Then there was the bayonet a hundred times.

Slash the sword a hundred times.

Pick the sword a hundred times.

………………

Almost an hour later, Yakumo Zi couldn't even hold the sword steadily, and the Nebula Sword fell to the ground, and his hands were shaking.

"Niangniang×3" Xiaoshunzi and they ran over in a panic.

"Niangniang, where is the injury?" Yue'er's face was full of anxiety and wanted to find the wound on Yakumo Zi's body and hands.

Looking at their worried and scared looks, Yakumo Zi smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'm fine"

Yue'er just wanted to raise her head to refute, but suddenly found that there was an extra person behind Yakumo Zi, and she knelt on the ground in shock.

When Xiao Shunzi and Li'er saw her move, they also looked up in confusion, but they also knelt on the ground.

"See Your Majesty'!!"

Yakumo Zi was stunned for a moment, that vinegar jar is here?

Before she could turn around, her hands were snatched away by someone.

"What's going on?" Zhao Xingyu felt the trembling little hands in his palms, his eyebrows were solemn, he looked at the three people kneeling on the ground, and said angrily in a warm tone.

"Your Majesty, the slave is guilty and didn't stop the mother in time"

Yakumo gently patted the palm of his hand.

"Okay, no matter what Xiaoshunzi does, I'm determined to do it"

Zhao Xingyu's eyebrows lowered slightly, and he said with a slightly sad face: "Yun'er, you are too dangerous."

Yakumo smiled and withdrew her hands.

"What are you afraid of, I'm just out of strength, my body is too weak, by the way, when did you come?"

Zhao Xingyu looked at the empty palms coldly, a little reluctant to give up the warmth before.

"From the moment you start naming it"

"So, you were peeping around for an hour?" Yakumo Purple laughed.

Zhao Xingyu's brows moved slightly, and he said with a displeased expression: "I came to see my concubine, how can I say that I peep?" ”

"Okay, you're the emperor, you're right about everything" Yakumo Zi gave him a roll of his eyes, and lowered his body to pick up the Nebula Sword.

"Yun'er, I haven't said you yet, why is the imperial concubine of the Great Liang Dynasty wearing a cloth robe?"

"What's wrong with Buyi? Do you look down on Buyi? Yakumo's face darkened, and she returned to the small wooden table and sat down.

The corners of Zhao Xingyu's mouth curled, he was very disdainful, and he also sat down.

Indeed, he doesn't look down on cloth clothes.

"Look, you're still an emperor, and you don't know how to love the people like a son."

This sentence made Zhao Xingyu a little angry: "I reduce taxes every year, and I still say that I don't love the people like a son?" ”

Yakumo Zi took a bite of the pastry, smiled and said, "Does Your Majesty think that reducing taxes means loving the people like children?" ”

"Or else?"

The three of Xiao Shunzi were very worried on the side, and the harem was not allowed to discuss politics since ancient times, which was a rule handed down from the ancestors.

In case, His Majesty wants to punish the guilty mother, then what should I do?

But Zhao Xingyu was here, and they didn't dare to remind Yakumo Zi directly.

"If Your Majesty really loves your people, you should experience their lives, you are high, there are many things you can't think of, only experience it yourself to know what it means to be miserable"

Zhao Xingyu was stunned, he couldn't find any words to refute.

"Yun'er, what do you mean?"

Yakumo Zi smiled and handed him a piece of pastry, explaining: "Your Majesty, the people are like water, Your Majesty is like a boat, on the contrary, water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn a boat."

"Your Majesty, Yun'er only tells you one word, whoever wins the hearts of the people will win the world"

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat" Zhao Xingyu recited this sentence several times, and seemed to understand a little meaning.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Zhao Xingyu suddenly found that the Yun'er who could only cry in his arms before had disappeared, and now she couldn't even see through me.

Although he didn't know if it was useful or not, he had a feeling that he could do it.

"Your Majesty?" Yakumo Zi saw that the emperor had been staring blankly at him, so he exclaimed in confusion.

Woo Meng is here to wish everyone a happy New Year's Day!!

(End of chapter)