Murong Fu left the palace, and Huizong's words to banquet him in three days echoed in his ears, when the Manchu Dynasty was both civil and military, Huizong would reward himself in front of the ministers.

Back at King Yan's Mansion, Murong Chengze happily greeted him, and yesterday Murong Fu agreed to teach him swordsmanship.

Murong Fu did not break his promise and taught him the method of swordsmanship, but with Murong Chengze's current skills, he was far from being able to perform this sword-fighting technique, so he could only practice using internal force to sacrifice the flying sword first, and when his skills gradually deepened in the future, he could only use his qi to control the sword and retract it freely.

Xiao Qi watched their father and son practice quietly on the side, his eyes were full of happiness, and he only hoped that this beautiful moment could be fixed here forever.

Although Murong Chengze is not her own flesh and blood, after getting along for such a long time, she has long regarded the other party as her own and treated her own son as kind.

After Murong Fu asked his son to practice on his own, he came to Xiao Qi and sat down.

"Why don't you take more breaks?"

Xiao Qi gently handed over the tea and said, "If you are not there, I will not be able to sleep soundly." ” 𝙈.𝕍𝕆𝙙🅃🅆.𝘾𝓞𝙢

When Murong Fu heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, held her soft, and said with a smile: "I see, it seems that Concubine Ai is reluctant to part with this king!" ”

This was a very serious sentence, but when it fell into Murong Fu's mouth, coupled with his expression, even if it was as simple as Xiao Qi, she also saw a trace of unusual meaning, she cautiously glanced at Cheng Ze, who was practicing swords not far away, and then glanced at Murong Fu, and said shyly, "What nonsense in broad daylight, how bad is it to be heard?" ”

Murong Fu saw that she was about to retract her hand, so he hurriedly clenched his hands and said, "You and I are husband and wife, and we are reluctant to part with our husbands as a lady, what's wrong with this?" Could it be that the lady herself wants to be crooked? ”

Xiao Qi couldn't stand it, he joked with himself, and at the same time looked at himself with hot eyes, and said more and more shyly, "I...... I didn't, it's obvious that you didn't say it clearly, which made people misunderstand. ”

"No, no, no, the husband couldn't have said it more clearly, but he accidentally said it into the heart of the lady."

When Murong Fu looked at Xiao Qi's blushing and delicate face, he couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Qi hurriedly covered his mouth and said, "You are not allowed to laugh, if you laugh again, I will ignore you!" ”

Murong Fu took advantage of the situation to hold her other hand and said, "Okay, okay, I don't laugh, but I don't laugh during the day, and at night, you can't control me!" ”

Xiao Qi said shyly and timidly, "When it's night, it's not all up to you......"

When Murong Fu heard this, he felt even more happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but be proud.

Compared with Ah Bi's tenderness like water, Li Qingzhao's inner charm and subtlety, Xiao Qi gives him the feeling that he is more like a Miss Gongliang who was born in a wealthy family, with both a tender side, a bold pursuit of love, and a brave and decisive side, if you put aside your identity and chances, Murong Fu may not feel much, but when the shackles of the princess's identity are firmly imprisoned on the other party, this ordinary everything has become extraordinary.

If Murong Fu felt that the person he was most sorry for was Dao Baifeng, then among the women he admired the most, Xiao Qi was definitely the first deservedly.

It was precisely because he knew how much Xiao Qi had paid for himself that Murong Fu felt special pity for her.

During the conversation and laughter, Murong Fu told her about entering the palace today and the banquet held by the official family three days later.

After Xiao Qi learned that the official family agreed to let them go, the tight string in his heart was finally loosened.

In addition to being happy, the two of them also talked a lot.

After lunch, news came from the palace that several ladies in the palace learned that Xiao Qi was going to leave in a few days, and specially invited her to the palace for a gathering, and at the same time did not forget to let her bring the prince of Yan Wang with her.

Seeing Murong Fu's view, Xiao Qi couldn't help but think of something, and talked about the relationship between Chengze and the two little princesses in the palace, with a motherly smile on his face, and didn't forget to quip, "Maybe, which one is your daughter-in-law in the future!" ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, thinking that in history, these daughters of Huizong would not end well, but in this world, at least with his participation, the tragedy of the Battle of Jingkang would not be repeated.

"In that case, you mother, you have to take a good look at Ze'er!"

Murong Fu casually agreed.

Xiao Qi found it quite interesting, and seemed to have begun to make trouble.

As the two entered the palace, Murong Fu was not idle, and went to find the sweeping monk.

"Master, in three days, please help me!"

The sweeping monk gave him a deep look and did not speak.

……

In the past three days, tonight the palace held a banquet to entertain King Yan, and the ministers went to the feast, which was not lively.

And the people of the entire Bianjing City also learned the news of King Yan's wonderful rejuvenation and curing the queen, and they couldn't help but talk about it, and their words were full of praise for Murong Fu.

As for the rumors about the disagreement between King Yan and the official family some time ago, they were also self-defeating at this moment and became a laughing stock.

In the evening, Bianjing is also as lively as usual, and in the Changchun Hall of the imperial palace, there are singing and dancing, and hundreds of civil and military officials gather together to toast to King Yan.

Murong Fu's side, sitting Xiao Qi and Cheng Ze respectively, in addition, several noble concubines were also fortunate to be invited to the Changchun Palace for the banquet, after all, the official family set up a banquet this time in addition to thanking Murong Fu, but also to celebrate the queen's recovery, which is half a family banquet, so many princes and princesses are also present, and those noble concubines are actually responsible for taking care of these princes and princesses.

On the seat not far away, Zhao Yupan, the eldest daughter of the emperor, and Zhao Fujin, the princess of Kangfu, saw Murong Chengze and greeted him happily.

On such a grand occasion, coupled with the presence of his father, Murong Chengze, who is cynical on weekdays, did not dare to be too rude, although he was very happy to see the two little princesses present, but he could only bow his head slightly, and did not dare to make any exaggerated movements.

Murong Fu seemed to sense something, and looked in the direction of the two little princesses, but when he saw that the two princesses were beautiful and the other was lively and cute, he couldn't help but smile.

His gaze lingered on the smaller Princess Kangfu for a few more moments, thinking that although this girl was young, she could already see that she was a rare beauty embryo, no wonder in the tragedy of history, she would be named and asked for by the golden people, but she was worthy of this world-class appearance.

The two little princesses also quickly noticed Murong Fu beside Murong Chengze, and it was not difficult to guess their relationship by looking at the appearance of the two, Zhao Yupan and Zhao Fujin looked at Murong Fu curiously, and secretly said that he was worthy of Chengze's brother's father, the world-famous King Yan, and he was really as good-looking as he was!

The two little princesses looked at Murong Fu at this moment, as if they had seen Murong Chengze in the future, and the more they looked at it, the more interesting they felt, and their eyes kept judging back and forth between them.