In the early morning of the next day, Qingyun led people to send invitations to the palaces in accordance with Chi Xinian's intentions.

The queen mother invited her, and the concubines naturally did not dare to slack off.

Just after the beginning of the year, a group of beauties gathered in Fengqi Palace.

Even Lin Jieyu and Zhou Guiren arrived two minutes in advance.

"We're all here, I don't know the queen...?" Estimating that no one else was coming, Chen Meiren plucked up her courage and stepped forward and asked in a whisper.

"Niangniang is still practicing swords in the backyard at this time." Xin Yi replied happily, and at the same time, he also made a "please" gesture to the crowd, "Niang Niang said, if you come too early and can't sit still, you can also go to the backyard to have a look." I don't know, are you going? ”

"Sword practice...?"

At first hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned.

They are all women pampered in the deep palace, and their daily contact is not a collection of poetry and classics, or a collection of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and perhaps occasionally a beautiful flower and birds. This sword practice, let alone seeing, is listening, and it is the first time I have heard it.

This time, although they came with a purpose, they were all eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, and they were still very curious about this kind of new thing that they had never seen.

They also want to see what this queen mother, who once led the army to defend the country, looks like when she lifts her sword?

Is it really, as rude as rude?

With such an idea, the group all followed Xin Yi to the backyard.

The backyard of Fengqi Palace is already wide, and then it is specially cleaned up by the pond, and after the flowers, it is an open place, like a small martial arts field.

The beauties in the backyard looked forward over the half-human-high flowers, and easily saw Chi Xinian's chic and moving figure.

At this moment, she took off her palace clothes, tied up her big sleeves, three thousand green silk were simply tied into a neat ponytail, her porcelain-white wrist bones shook, and her flying hair and flying clothes merged into a beautiful picture with the sword flowers.

"When the queen mother practiced swords, was this what she looked like?"

"I didn't expect that women's sword dancing can be cleaner and more melodious than men..."

"The queen is so beautiful like this..."

Words of praise poured out from several mouths, and none of them were hypocritical.

They all sincerely praised Chi Xinian's swordsmanship, and some even muttered: "Who said that the queen mother is a rude woman who mixes in the military camp?" In my opinion, she is obviously good-looking and heroic, which is incomparable to the woman next to her! ”

At the end, she silently added in her heart: Such a woman who can't even compare with many men is more popular than those delicate ladies.

Of course, there are also people who subconsciously think that the swordsmanship is good-looking, but they don't want to admit it.

For example, Zhou Guiren.

As soon as she gathered her thoughts, she immediately glanced coldly at the Qing concubine beside her: "In vain, you are from a Qingliu family, and your taste is nothing more than that."

"The rudeness of holding a sword and making a gesture can be boasted about by you.

"In my opinion, you want to please the queen and go crazy!"

"You ——!" was evaluated like this, and Qing Concubine was immediately furious.

She thinks of herself as high, and she is full of talent, and she has always looked down on Zhou Guiren, who has not read a few books like this, and can only show off her dancing figure.

Now, when she was questioned by such a person she didn't like, her face immediately turned black as the bottom of a pot.

However, before she could say anything, Chi Xinian in the distance put away his sword and walked over: "Although martial arts are not elegant, they can't be rude, right?" ”