Cardamom and the first bell are all Xiao Lang, and the two are like tigers and sheep.

The autumn frost is dark, and the cold wind gauge is dark, and the horizontal knives are stretched towards the bowstring.

When everyone heard the sound, they looked up, and Murong Zifeng was standing outside the window and looking inside.

"We are exercising, this is called yoga, like Buddhism, it is all passed down from Tianzhu, do you want to come and practice together! Ha ha! ”

"I'll forget it, Yan'er, is this another idea you came up with? Beware of someone scolding you again! Murong Zifeng laughed to himself after speaking.

"Brother, you're so annoying! Don't worry, this time I'm begging to learn from Yan'er, and I won't scold her. ”

As soon as Murong Zifeng interrupted, Murong Ningshuang's legs, which had finally moved over, suddenly bounced back, so irritable, causing the girls who were peeking out the window to laugh out loud, which would have been Murong Ningshuang would definitely shout again in the past: "Who dares to laugh at Miss Ben, drag it out and fight!" ”

And at this time, she herself was amused.

On the first day of exercise, the ladies and ladies felt fresh and happy, and said that they would continue tomorrow after the exercise.

Murong Ningyan said: "When doing these exercises, it is best to wear underwear, it is possible to do it in a Luo skirt, but it makes people feel weird, I want to laugh when I see it, if only I could change the skirt into pants." ”

"What's wrong with that? What do you say the smoke will be? Just instruct the next person to make two sets for each of us, so that you can change the wash. The princess actively embraced it.

The princess ordered someone to call a few people with fine handiwork, and listened to Murong Ningyan's request to start making sportswear.

"Great, we're going to have tracksuits to wear!"

But when it came to the next day, they all came, but only one or two of them were in low spirits, and their expressions were painful and they shouted back pain, as if they were miserable.

Murong Ningyan smiled and said, "I said yesterday that there will be this process at the beginning, just hold on for a few days, can you persevere?" ”

"Yes! Otherwise, it hurts in vain. ”

"That's right, let's move on!"

The yoga mat that the princess ordered people to make overnight was also completed the next day, and Murong Ningyan said that it was completely qualified after inspection, and it was put into use on the same day.

On the second day, the first set of sportswear was also completed one after another, and when everyone changed into it, it was indeed much more sporty than when wearing Tang clothes.

In this way, the first sports team of the Tang Dynasty was born. One practice is three months, rain or shine.

The reason why it can continue is because everyone has seen the results, and the first thing that has the most obvious effect is of course Murong Ning Shuang.

I saw that her body was getting lighter and lighter day by day, and even her voice began to soften, and her laughter became sweeter. So now, even if she wanted her to stop, she wouldn't want to. At night, you can consciously suppress the temptation of food. Because even she herself likes to be thinner, and she has reached a new height in her life.

The second is the Li family and the princess, obviously feeling better than before, and it seems to have a second spring, youth has returned to the face, feeling full of vitality, the most important thing is that even if the prince is busy with official business, the number of times he returns to the house is increasing day by day.

Condensation and Murong Ningyan are naturally radiant and full of vitality.

Therefore, everyone knows the love of beauty.

In addition to fitness, Murong Ningyan practiced embroidery, calligraphy, painting, playing the piano, and chess every day. The foundation of hard work is also getting deeper and deeper, and recently embroidered two beautiful sachets. And he put in it the dried flowers that had been dried from the usual days and the condensation.

Every day when he was alone, Murong Ningyan took out the two sachets and put them together, smelled and smelled, sniffed and sniffed, the dark fragrance floated, and the love was wisps.

On this day, Murong Ningyan was playing with the sachet, her thoughts drifted into the distance, but she was seen by Ninglu, she knew that this must be Murong Ningyan's embroidery to give to Xiao Yixuan, but she deliberately quipped: "Yan'er, this is embroidered for me, thank you!" ”

"Sister, I'll help you embroider another one another day." Murong Ningyan said and hurriedly hid the two identical sachets.

"Haha, my sister teased you, I know that these two sachets are a pair, one is called Xuan, and the other is called Yan, haha!"

"Sister is talking nonsense, see if I don't sew your mouth with a needle."

The conversation and laughter in the house made the people in the courtyard feel extremely uncomfortable listening to it, and a trace of gloom flashed in their eyes, and they secretly swore in their hearts that I would definitely get him, and then a bright smile bloomed on his face, and he pushed open the door of Ningxiang Pavilion: "What is so happy about my sister, I heard your laughter outside the gate, and I also said that I was happy with my sister." Murong Ningshuang pretended not to hear anything.

"Didn't my sister take a nap at this time? It's still early to practice rhythmic gymnastics! ”

"I was about to go to sleep, and I was attracted by your laughter in the yard, so my sister went to rest, so you should rest too!"

Seeing that Murong Ningyan didn't want to say anything, Murong Ningshuang knew that she would only add to the blockage when she said it herself, so she didn't ask again.

As soon as Murong Ningshuang left, Liu Xu'er and Murong Ningyan looked at each other, knowing that Murong Ningshuang must have heard the conversation just now, and this thing had to be sent out quickly.

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door, and when he opened the door, he saw that it was his brother Murong Zifeng.

"Brother, you're finally back, this time it's been a few months of travel before you come back, Yan'er misses you so much!"

"Haha, Yan'er misses her brother, but I'm afraid I miss another person even more!"

"Brother, you make fun of people again, and it will be miserable for my father to hear me." Murong Ningyan blushed for a while.

"Don't you want to smoke? Someone has something for me to give you, and since you don't want anything for him, forget it, I'll give it back to him! Murong Zifeng said and got up to make a move.

"Brother, don't go!" Murong Ningyan subconsciously pulled up Murong Zifeng's sleeves, and then seemed to think of something, and quickly retracted his hand, but his little face turned red.

"Haha, I'll tease you, Yan'er guess what Xiao Gongzi sent you?"

"How can I guess that?" Murong Ningyan turned his blushing face to the side, his brother just liked to make fun of himself.

"Come on, take it, I'll hand it over to you myself!" Murong Zifeng said, then took out a beautiful small wooden box from his sleeve and carefully handed it to Murong Ningyan.

Murong Ningyan's heart jumped "dong", and he took it and hid behind him.

"Hurry up and open the smoke to see what it is?" Murong Zifeng added fuel to the fire.

Condensation was also very curious: "Yes, Yan'er, I also want to see what it is?" ”

"I won't show it to you, but I will laugh at it again."

"Okay, you don't show it, do you? Then I won't help you carry messages again. Murong Zifeng pretended to be angry.

"Okay, then you two are not allowed to make fun of me." Murong Ningyan said and gently opened the wooden box, only to see a delicate jade comb inlaid with three beaded flowers lying inside, and a Luopa underneath.

"Wow, I gave a comb, Brother Xiao's intentions, it's obvious, look at what is written on Na Luopa?"

Although Murong Ningyan is from modern times, the meaning of sending a comb is still clear, representing lovesickness and concern, with the meaning of growing old together, it is a thing of love, and suddenly his face blushed to the root of his ears, his excited heart jumped out, and his hands trembled to open the Fang Luopa, only to see a poem written on it:

"The night is a little deep,

The sub-fashion sleeps.

Occasional frightened birds,

Wake up the sleepers.

Dream and Jun hold hands,

Stroll through the flower garden.

Lonely tossing and turning,

Sil to the dawn. ”

Murong Ningyan's heart is as sweet as drinking honey, if he doesn't taste lovesickness, how can he get such a sweeter love than honey?

"Brother, Yan'er also has a thing, please help me hand it to Xiao Gongzi!" Murong Ningyan was tender and sweet, took out a sachet from his sleeve and handed it to Murong Zifeng.

"Okay, my brother will definitely help deliver the cigarettes, let's go, haha!" Seeing his sister taste the sweetness of love, Murong Zifeng was as sweet as if he had drunk honey, and put away his things and went out as he spoke.

In the early morning of this day, in the Yuqiong Pavilion, Murong Ningshuang said to the mirror:

"Mother, you see I've really lost weight, look at this dress, it's so thick and loose inside, but I didn't wear it once I was small last winter!"

"Yes, Shuang'er, your disc-like face is gone, it has become a melon seed face, and your eyes are bigger than before.

"Mother, is that my beauty? Or is it the beauty of smoke? ”

"You're all beautiful! But of course my frost is more beautiful! ”

The princess saw that Murong Ningshuang was intoxicated by herself, and she looked left and right in front of the mirror, front and back, and felt a little tired of looking at it, so she said again: "Okay, don't take it!" Quickly packed up and we continued to exercise. ”

Murong Ningyan, who was waiting in the courtyard, said to Ning Lu: "Sister, go and see why Sister Ning Shuang hasn't come yet?" I've practiced for so long and I haven't seen her quit, and the effect is very good, but now I can't give up halfway, could it be that I'm sick? ”

"Okay, I'll go."

Ning Lu had just walked to the door of Yuqiong Pavilion and was about to knock on the door, when she suddenly heard Murong Ningshuang saying, "Mother, is it true?" Will Xiao Gongzi take a fancy to me? ”

"What? Shuang'er, do you also like Xiao Gongzi? ”

"Yes, but every time I see him looking at the girl, the girl's eyes are full of love, which makes people uncomfortable to watch."

"There are many good men in the world, we Shuang'er don't fight with her, let my father help you with a powerful person in the court another day."

"But people like Xiao Gongzi, mother, please, help Shuang'er think of a way!"

"So how is that good? As a mother, you can't say that Xiao Gongzi likes you! After all, Ning Yan has been close to your brother since he was a child, and Xiao Gongzi is your brother's friend, they played together since they were young, and later Murong Ning Yan's life was saved by Xiao Gongzi, this kind of feeling may be difficult for others to covet! ”

"Mother, what if you let Murong Ningyan marry someone else?"

"She has a sweetheart, and the two have the same heart, how can they break up and agree to marry someone else?"

What the? Did I hear me right? Condensation almost fainted, she wanted to snatch love?