The pomegranate blossoms in the backyard of Jinghe Palace were in full bloom, soaking half of the sky as bright red as blood, like the color that day, sprayed from her neck to the veil.

Yu Wanning knew that she was dreaming again.

It's been three years, and she's used to it all the time.

In another dream, he turned into a butterfly and landed gently on his shoulder, watching him arrange her body with his own hands, and put her into the beautifully painted coffin with his own hands.

Looking at him, all thoughts were disillusioned in front of her spirit, looking at him, thick black hair, inch by inch into snow.

There seemed to be the sound of birds chirping outside, Yu Wanning woke up faintly, raised her hand to lift the gauze tent, and a little bright color penetrated into the carved and hollow windows.

As soon as she sat up, the door was gently pushed open.

"The slave was about to come in and call, and you woke up, young lady."

It was the maid Snow Goggles.

Snow Mirror has a round baby face, a pair of dark and bright eyes, and two deep dimples appear on the lips when he smiles, which is very pleasing.

Although she was not very old, only twelve years old, she had a smart temperament, so Yu Wanning let her serve her closely.

"Every day at this time, get used to it, and when the time comes, you will wake up naturally."

Yu Wanning sat on the edge of the bed and stretched.

Xue Jing quickly went to her bedclothes and changed into a light cyan military uniform.

"Miss gets up too early every day, but even the eldest son is not as diligent as Miss......"

Xue Jing said and helped Yu Wanning put on her shoes.

The door was gently pushed open again, and another maid, Mo Li, came in with washing water.

Mo Li is thirteen years old this year, slightly older, with a slender figure and a beautiful appearance, but a pair of thin lips are always pursed, and she is very cautious and safe.

Yu Wanning didn't pay any attention to the noise of the snow mirrors, turned around and washed under Mo Li's service, and then tied up her hair.

Everything stopped, because the three of them were all quick hands and feet, and it didn't take much time.

When I went out, the night dew had not yet dispersed, and there was still a chill in the air.

Mo Li was about to turn around and go back to the room to get a cloak and come out, but was stopped by Yu Wanning, this bit of coldness is nothing.

Thinking about the ups and downs she will face for the rest of her life, she must have a good body to face it.

There are several weeping begonias planted in the yard, which were planted by A-Niang in the year she was born, and now the flowers are blooming all over the yard, and the fragrance is overwhelming.

Birds that flew from nowhere, chirping and playing noisily.

"It turned out that these little things disturbed the quiet of Miss, and I called everyone to arrest them after a while."

Snow Goggles muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It doesn't matter."

Yu Wanning glanced faintly at the birds jumping around the courtyard wall.

"Anyway, I have to get up at this hour of the day, so that I don't get troubled by them, aren't you also planning to come into the house and call me?"

"That's what I said......"

Xue Jing wanted to say that as a young lady of the General's Mansion, there was no need to be so diligent, but remembering that every time she said this, Yu Wanning ignored it, so she stopped sullenly again.

It's not that Xuejing is lazy, anyway, according to the rules, even if the young lady gets up late, they have to get up early to prepare the things that the master will use in the morning, she just feels sorry for the young lady.

I haven't heard of a noble lady like her young lady, who gets up earlier than her son, and never relaxes her studies for a moment.

The daughter's family, and she doesn't have to take the imperial examination to become an official, what are you doing so desperately?

But she just thought about it, and didn't dare to ask half a sentence, anyway, no matter what the master did, it would not be her turn to be a little girl.

Just like the time of getting up every day, it is set, and she has to go into the house to serve when the time comes, and if the young lady is not awake, she must also wake up.

Otherwise, if the time is missed, the young lady will be angry.

In the past, Xuejing also wanted her to sleep more for the distressed lady, but she didn't wake up on time, but the young lady scolded her severely when she woke up.

Speaking of which, although Miss is only eight years old this year, she is quite lenient when she treats people on weekdays, but once she sinks her face and starts a fire, it is still very scary.

Only for that time, Snow Goggles didn't dare to do it again.

The mansions of the nobles next to them are all garden moon walls, small bridges and flowing water, but only this general's mansion is different.

Yu Deling practiced martial arts all his life, and he couldn't get the same set as the literati, so he directly built the backyard of the huge general's mansion into a martial arts arena, which occupied a lot of land and could even run horses.

The sky is not yet fully bright, but Yu Wanning's father is already waiting here, and from today, he will teach his daughter to ride a horse.

The Dayin Dynasty has always emphasized literature over martial arts, whether it is the children of the nobles or civilian students, they are proud of reading and scientific examinations, no one is willing to practice martial arts, unless it is a lack of talent, learning literature is not successful, will be helpless to join the army.

So over the years, Yu Deling has always felt lonely, there are not many military attachés in the DPRK and China, and he doesn't dare to get too close, for fear of arousing the suspicion of the person on the dragon chair.

In his own family, although he has an eldest son, Yu Shaoting, he looks down on him as a martial arts father, refuses to practice martial arts, and doesn't even learn kung fu, and even refuses to learn the archery in the six arts of the gentleman, thinking that it is insulting to Sven, not to mention the art of war, and even touching the book of war, it seems to have insulted him, and he only focuses on studying literature.

But he inherited his father's genes, and his talent in learning and writing was limited, and his grades were not good, at most he was middle and upper-class.

The youngest son, Yu Shaoyuan, is only seven years old now, stubborn, lazy and greedy, and can't teach anything.

As a result, there are often only Yu Deling and a few personal soldiers in this huge martial arts arena.

However, three years ago, her five-year-old daughter Yu Wanning, after a fever and sobering up, sat alone for two days, but suddenly asked her husband to come into the house to teach her to read enlightenment, and at the same time asked her father to teach her kung fu riding and archery, as well as the art of war.

Yu Deling was shocked at the beginning, not to mention a deep daughter's family, just reading and literacy, even today's men, few are willing to practice martial arts, how could this daughter of his own family suddenly make such a request.

Mrs. Yu Ye Qinxiang is even more unallowed, she is the daughter of the Hanlin Academy, and she has a family history, but she has been taught that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented since she was a child, and she doesn't even know a word, so she firmly believes that her mother's tutor must be not wrong, and she does not agree with her daughter's study, let alone martial arts.

But Yu Wanning pleaded again and again, his attitude was extremely resolute, and he even threatened him with a hunger strike, Yu Deling felt sorry for his daughter, and for a while he only felt that as long as his daughter was happy and had a good meal, he would agree to come down first.

It's okay to study, but this martial arts practice is going to suffer a lot, Yu Deling thought, the little girl, can't learn for a few days, so she has to complain and retreat.

When Mrs. Yu saw that her husband had responded, she adhered to the principle of three obedience and four virtues, so she didn't say anything more.

I just didn't expect that this practice would persist rain or shine, and in the past three years, except for the first day of Chinese New Year's Eve every year, there has never been a day of interruption.