Mu Huai lowered his eyes, ready to correct the posture of the woman holding the bow again, but saw that Rong Xi's pale face was actually stained with crimson.
He could also feel that the body of the woman in his arms softened obviously.
This reaction was the same as when the two of them were in London, he often just said something into her soft ears, and this woman would immediately turn into a puddle of water in front of him.
It's so easy to be shy.
Since Mu Huai wanted to teach Rong Xi how to archery, he wanted to do it for real, he wanted her to really learn this skill, and he didn't want to be perfunctory.
But this woman is weak and timid, if she really can't learn, or dare not use these weapons, then he will give up.
Thinking about it, Mu Huai whispered in her ear: "Concentrate, don't get distracted."
Just after saying this, Rong Xi's little face turned red again.
Mu Huai always said this, especially at that time.
If she is not focused, he will always straighten her chin, let her focus on his love, let her feel him completely.
Seeing that the woman dressed as a handsome young man only pursed her soft lips slightly, but said nothing, her head was also moving back and forth in his arms.
Mu Huai couldn't figure out if she didn't want to learn, or because the sun was too hot at noon, she felt sleepy and tired.
He asked again: "If you don't want to learn, I won't teach you."
Rong Xi shrank her neck slightly.
She really wanted to tell the man to stop talking into her ear, she really couldn't bear it.
But Rong Xi is not a person who gives up lightly, so he replied in a soft voice: "I want to learn, and I will concentrate on it."
Mu Huai replied in a low voice: "Okay."
He circled the petite woman in front of him, and patiently explained the essentials in her ear, Rong Xi memorized everything Mu Huai said carefully.
When Mu Huai taught her, he didn't speak sloppyly, and he talked about all the essential tricks.
After Mu Huai finished speaking, he pulled her slender arm with his big hand, and with a "swoosh," he shot the arrow feather in Rong Xi's hand at the red heart of the target.
Although it was Mu Huai who led her to shoot the arrow, when Rong Xi saw that the arrow shot from his own hand to the center of the target, a little excitement arose in his heart.
Seeing the woman's excited expression, Mu Huai's eyes gradually became gentle, and the resentment and aggrieved in Jiaofang Palace just now disappeared in an instant.
Now his mind is full of this woman's beautiful smiling face.
What it means to smile like a flower, he has personally experienced it today.
After Mu Huai's complexion turned pale, his tone softened a little, and he said to Rong Xi: "Depending on your strength, you can pull this bow by yourself. Just now you couldn't pull it because your posture was wrong. According to what I said, The queen can try to draw the bow by herself again."
When he talked to her, he was gentle and patient, but he was definitely not talking about romance with her.
Mu Huai's attitude towards her learning archery is very serious.
Rong Xi likes how Mu Huai treats her like this.
Mu Huai didn't completely regard her as a weak woman, and he was very serious when teaching her archery, not just teasing her.
Because Mu Huai's temperament is too strong, the women who follow him are often like a scorpion flower, as if they can only survive by clinging to him.
Outsiders would even think that the women who follow Mu Huai don't need to be extravagant, as long as they are beautiful, gentle and docile, that's enough.
But Mu Huai's actions made Rong Xi feel that she was not just a fragile and fragile vase, she was useless except for being beautiful, and could only be for the master to watch and play with.
She is a woman who can display her talents and grow up day by day under his care and attention.
Beside the martial arts arena, there are groups of thick and sturdy court ladies who are carrying the master's clothes, ready to take them to Yeting for washing.
But he saw that beside the emperor, there was actually a handsome son of a family standing beside him.
Although he was a little short, his bewitching appearance was enough to make people's hearts sway.
The little maids couldn't help but look at him, and after taking a closer look, they found that the little son was actually the empress.
It turned out to be the emperor, who was shooting arrows at the Pope Empress.
Rong Xi silently recited the essentials Mu Huai taught her, adjusted the angle and posture of her shoulders, then closed her eyes and pulled the bowstring.
The arrow feather made another "swish -" sound, and sent out against the wind.
Mu Huai's deep black eyes followed the direction of the arrow feather.
But seeing Rong Xi's first attempt by himself, he achieved great success.
With a sound of "咚—", the arrow feather pierced into the red heart of the target.
Although it missed the red heart, it is already very rare to be able to hit that spot on the first attempt.
Mu Huai raised an eyebrow, and thought to himself, this woman still has a trick.
Rong Xi was so excited that she was about to jump up from the ground, but she managed to retain some sense of reason. She was a queen after all, so she couldn't lose her manners.
Mu Huai looked at her with relief.
Although that boy Mu Jue has not grown up, he can't appreciate the joy of teaching his son, but teaching his own woman to practice riding and shooting is quite interesting.
He said to Rong Xi approvingly: "The queen is talented."
In front of the palace people, Mu Huai would still pretend to call her queen.
Rong Xi smiled brightly, and replied in a soft voice: "Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty."
Autumn is high and the clouds are light, the west wind is reckless, and a withered yellow leaf is floating in the mid-air of the martial arts field.
Seeing this, Mu Huai quickly picked up the extremely heavy Chengyuan longbow again.
Under the clear sunlight, he was tall and straight, his eyebrows were as thick as ink, his cool eyes were as bright as stars, and his face was even and flawless.
Rong Xi saw that Mu Huai was going to shoot that dead leaf.
But the dead leaves are not still life, they are still drifting with the west wind.
Just when Rong Xi felt that Mu Huai was about to fail, he saw that the sharp arrow had already pierced through the dead leaves. The penetrating power of the arrow feathers was so great that the withered yellow leaves "hissed" and shattered to the ground.
After Mu Huai crushed the dead leaves, the arrow feathers were still running forward aggressively, until the sharp arrow hit the center of the target again, and then he handed over the Chengyuan bow in his hand to the palace man.
The whole set of movements is smooth and flowing, done in one go.
Rong Xi has seen what it means to wear Yang Baibu today.
General Zhonglang and attendants standing around were all full of admiration, clapping their hands in praise.
As a warrior, being able to follow such a monarch is really exciting.
Mu Huai's expression is very calm, and now he is teaching this woman how to archery, which can be described as a kind of fun.
But on the battlefield, the strength and range of the crossbowmen's arrows are closely related to the life and death of the rest of the soldiers.
In Mu Huai's mind, the tragic scene of countless corpses of Qi soldiers in the previous life's battle against Yan suddenly appeared, and the mountains were stained with blood into rivers.
After Ming Jin withdrew his troops, he also used his iron boots to step on the corpses of these soldiers. The black iron armor on his body was mixed with his own blood, the blood of the enemy and the blood of his Daqi soldiers.
The sounds of bangs and drums piercing clouds and silk on the battlefield, and the clanging of swords and guns also echoed in my ears.
Fighting on the battlefield, although the sword has no eyes, he has never been afraid.
But in this life, with a petite woman like Rong Xi, Mu Huai felt worried for the first time.
In case something happens to him, what should this woman do
How can he keep his promise to her
Rong Xi carefully observed Mu Huai's expression. Although his temperament was occasionally violent, he also possessed the deep restraint of an emperor.
Although she couldn't guess what he was thinking, she also knew that Mu Huai was in a tangle.
Mu Huai felt that the woman was looking at him with concern, and finally stopped his thoughts, and said in a gentle voice: "Zhen will order someone to make a small bow for you. If you like archery, you can also come to the martial arts field to practice often."
Rong Xi nodded obediently, and replied: "My concubine, thank you for your reward."
At this time, it was time for lunch, so he accompanied Mu Huai back to Qianyuan Hall.
After returning, Mu Huai saw the woman on the other side of the Eight Immortals' table looked downcast, and she was reluctant to take off the men's clothes on her body, and she used her slender hands to lean on her chin from time to time, and her interest in the sumptuous meal faded.
After all, she is still a young girl, although she looks dignified and dignified in front of the palace people, but she still has a bit of childishness in front of him.
Mu Huai shook his head helplessly. On second thought, Rong Xi was originally a lady from an official family who was pampered and brought up. After the family changed, she worked as a servant for many years.
After being taken back to the palace by him, she was pregnant again, and was often ordered by him to rest in the East Palace, but she was also not allowed to come out.
A woman who has lived in the deep palace for a long time is naturally bored, especially Mu Huai knows that Rong Xi seems to be docile, but she is also a fun and somewhat wild woman inside.
Thinking of this, Mu Huai raised his eyes and looked at the handsome young man opposite him.
He ordered in a low voice: "Take more lunch, I will take you out of the palace later."
Rong Xi's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Are you going to General Yin's residence?"
Mu Huai replied lightly: "No."
This time out of the palace, Mu Huai thought it was all according to Rong Xi's wishes.
Although I know that just one day's effort can't make up for all the pain she suffered in the past ten years.
But his Xi'er can be happy for a day, to him, it can be regarded as a little compensation.
Rong Xi put down her chopsticks with a smile on her face, and said in a soft voice, "That concubine won't eat more lunch."
Mu Huai was puzzled and asked, "Why?"
Rong Xi explained to him: "To the south of Yujie Street, east of Guozhouqiao Street, there is a Meatloaf shop of Granny Cao①, my concubine used to eat here when I was young, and I miss the taste of this meatloaf very much recently."
As soon as the words were finished, Mu Huai frowned slightly.
Rong Xi fell silent, feeling something bad in her heart.
The man dotes on her a little too much, will she make him feel a little bit overbearing
Thinking like this, Mu Huai said in a gentle voice: "I will take Xi'er there. Whatever Xi'er wants to eat and buy, I will promise you."
After hearing this, Rong Xi suddenly felt as if her heart was drenched with honey.
Mu Huai is really kind to her.
After noon, Rong Xi and Mu Huai boarded a luxurious and spacious car from Changning Gate.
At this time, although the sky in Bianjing was clear, there were swifts flying obliquely, but there were no clouds in the blue sky.
Rong Xi wasn't sure if it would rain today, but her mood was extremely bright.
Mu Huai sincerely liked her jumping up and down.
After he was reborn, although he brought the woman back to his side, in his memory, she was always crying and being wronged.
Seeing Rong Xi's so excited and bright appearance made Mu Huai feel that it was meaningful for him to live a new life.
I wish I could see her smile every day.
Under the escort of the attendants, the two arrived at Granny Cao's meat pie shop in a Xuan car without passing by.
Mu Huai ordered his attendants to buy the cakes that the woman wanted to eat, and because there were no seats in that shop, he watched the woman use them in the carriage.
Rong Xi still eats like a kitten, her appetite is too small, she can only eat one or two pieces.
Seeing the man staring at her all the time, Rong Xi said a little shyly: "Husband, you have a piece too."
Mu Huai originally wanted to refuse, but Rong Xi's beautiful eyes were full of longing, so he frowned and used a piece.
He didn't think how delicious this thing was, so he asked puzzledly: "Just this, is it worth thinking about for so many years?"
While chewing the meatloaf, Rong Xi replied in a muffled voice: "I used to eat this when I was a child, and I want to eat it because I want to find memories of my childhood."
The way she looked back at him was very cute, but Mu Huai held back his smile, and pretended to lift the curtain of the car, and looked out the window.
Rong Xi felt full at this moment, so she asked Mu Huai, "Where is your husband going to take your ministers and concubines?"
Mu Huai looked at the hustle and bustle outside the car, but was suddenly stopped by Rong Xi's question, and his face was also startled.
Although he is the monarch of Daqi, he doesn't know what interesting places there are in Bianjing, the capital of Qi.
But he didn't want to lose face in front of women, so he asked Rong Xi: "Where do you want to go?"
Rong Xi thought for a while, and then replied with great interest: "Since the concubine is wearing men's clothes, I want to go to Qijiyuan to have a look."
A while ago, Mu Huai fought openly and secretly with Rong Hui for the horses of Hu State. Later, Khan, who raised his elder brother, sent thousands of horses to Qi State, so Rong Xi also missed these horses.
Mu Huai nodded calmly, and replied: "Success."
Fortunately, this woman chose a place he was familiar with.
Mu Huai asked again: "After going to Qijiyuan, where do you want to go?"
Rong Xi replied immediately: "I still want to go to Huixian Tower to have a drink."
He replied to her again: "Okay."
After arriving at Qijiyuan, Mu Huai led the woman, and accompanied by the horse supervisor, looked at the war horses from the Ugh kingdom.
Rong Xi wanted to learn how to ride a horse, and Mu Huai complied with her request, and ordered the horse supervisor to bring a fairly docile horse.
Mu Huai personally helped the woman onto the horse's back, thinking that the woman would feel afraid if she sat on a high place.
But who would have thought that as soon as she got on the horse's back, she kicked the horse's belly with her small feet, and her slender arms took the rein in a decent manner.
Rong Xi spoke in that sweet voice, but Mu Huai was terrified.
He only told her some essentials, and this woman was so courageous that she galloped as soon as she got on the horse.
Mu Huai was afraid that Rong Xi would fall off the horse, so he kept staring at her figure riding the horse in the racecourse with those slightly sharp eyes.
But I have to say, this woman will always bring him a lot of freshness.
He likes her soft and gentle, and also likes her sullen and savage, as bright and lively as she is today, he loves her very much.
In just one day, this petite woman learned to ride and shoot.
Although not proficient, it can be regarded as mastering the essentials.
After going to Qiji Courtyard, Mu Huai followed the woman's wish and accompanied her to Huixian Restaurant.
The food and drink is the signature of this restaurant, there are stone belly soup and fish plate bream.
There are also dishes such as gourd soup and bright shrimp.
At this time, it was late autumn, and Huixian Restaurant brewed Jingui sweet cheese wine.
Rong Xi felt that the taste of the wine was sweet and not too spicy, so she drank a small jar while the man wasn't looking.
When Mu Huai found out, he saw that the small jar of wine in front of her had bottomed out.
He shook his head helplessly, and when he saw the woman's face was as red as Lin Guoguo, he knew that she was really bad at drinking, and it was time to return to the palace.
But Rong Xi pushed and shoved him in the aisle of the restaurant, struggling in a waxy voice: "I don't want to go back yet, Man Ya, you can take me to another place to play, okay?"
When Mu Huai heard her calling his baby name, his complexion darkened a bit.
The diners walking around looked at the two of them one after another, and their gazes were somewhat ambiguous.
Both of them were wearing men's clothing, and Mu Huai was wearing a woman's waist, while Rong Xi was dressed as a man, and he was so handsome, it would make others speculate if it was true.
Mu Huai was uncomfortable being watched by those people, his complexion became darker, but he patiently asked the woman in his arms: "How drunk are you, why don't you go back?"
Rong Xi closed his eyes and shook his head, and replied softly: "The concubine is not drunk."
Mu Huai had nothing to do with her, so he was going to trick the woman out of the restaurant first.
It was still drizzling outside just now, but now it is raining heavily in autumn.
The attendant had already bought an umbrella in advance, and seeing the two masters coming out of the restaurant, he was about to hold an umbrella for Mu Huai, but Mu Huai looked up at the rain, and decided to wait for the rain to calm down before returning to the palace.
So he ordered all the attendants to take shelter from the rain under the corridor of the restaurant.
It was cold in late autumn, and both of them were dressed a little thinly. Rong Xi curled up in the man's arms, but she didn't feel cold.
She looks sleepy and cute, and she likes to act like a baby with him more than usual.
The actors in the corridor are babbling and singing, accompanied by the sound of falling rain, and gently fiddle with the pipa with their slender fingers.
The human songs and the music are both graceful and clear.
Rong Xi closed her eyes and leaned against the man's arms, smiling foolishly, while humming along with the actors in her delicate voice.
Bianjing is surrounded by rain and fog, like a dream.
Mu Huai looked down at the delicate woman in his arms, and suddenly wanted to lean over and kiss her.
But all around are pedestrians sheltering from the rain.
Both of them were dressed in men's clothing.
Although Rong Xi was drunk, she actually thought of a man, she gradually opened her eyes, and asked him in a low voice: "Do you want to kiss me?"
Mu Huai was overwhelmed, and didn't want to admit it at first, but after a long while, he still nodded and said in a low voice: "Well, but it's inconvenient now, I'll kiss you again when I get back to the car in a while."
Kiss you again, Mu Huai almost gritted his teeth and said.
There was a cunning in Rong Xi's drunken eyes, she stretched out her index finger, scratched the skirt of the man's chest, and whispered: "It's easy, just wait for me."
After finishing speaking, Rong Xi slipped out of the man's arms, and she randomly found a woman who was sheltering from the rain, and seeing that woman was holding a packed umbrella in her hand, she asked, "Can you lend me this umbrella?" One use?"
The woman was startled, seeing that the young man looked really handsome, without thinking, she handed him the umbrella that was still wet.
Rong Xi thanked him with a smile, turned around and walked in front of Mu Huai under Mu Huai's slightly surprised eyes.
She opened the umbrella, and the raindrops on it slowly slid down the umbrella, and then handed it to Mu Huai.
Mu Huai hesitated, but still took the umbrella.
This woman really has a lot of ghosts in her mind.
Thinking like this, Rong Xi whispered to him: "Hold on, I'm going to start kissing you."
Before Mu Huai could react in time, Rong Xi had already wrapped his slender arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes, and preemptively kissed his cool lips.
Feeling the softness between his lips, Mu Huai frowned, and in time blocked the umbrella in front of the two of them, and wrapped his other hand around the woman's slender waist, deepening the kiss.
The woman originally thought that although Rong Xi was drunk, he was a handsome gentleman, so she couldn't help but glance at her.
But when she saw that she was cuddling with a man, she couldn't help but turn pale with shock.
Although the two of them were blocked by the umbrella, she could guess what the two of them were doing behind the umbrella.
Can't help but sigh secretly, now this Bianjing's habit of breaking sleeves is really a common practice.
I really don't see it!
Mu Huai felt uncomfortable at first, but when he tasted the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on her inch of sweetness, his consciousness gradually became intoxicated, and the kiss became more focused.
The sounds of rain, wind, and pipa are gradually becoming smaller, or even disappearing.
Only the sound of the two breathing more and more in unison, more and more clearly, filled the ears and surroundings.
*****
On the way back to the palace, Mu Huai kept thinking about that absurd kiss in the corridor, he was really fascinated by the woman.
After Xuan's car stopped at Changning Gate, he accompanied the woman back to Jiaofang Palace.
Mu Huai ordered the palace staff to take a bath for Rong Xi. After soaking in the hot soup, although the smell of alcohol on Rong Xi's body became lighter, the drunkenness still persisted.
The beauty with a flowery face is covered with semi-wet hair, and her skin is as white as fresh snow. Although she has not applied any makeup, she is still as beautiful as a greasy complexion.
Mu Huaiheng hugged the petite drunk beauty, and carefully laid her flat on the bed.
Although Rong Xi was defenseless because she was drunk, Mu Huai did not intend to let her go tonight.
When he was thinking carefully about how to love her, Rong Xi's eyes suddenly started to cry.
While crying, she murmured: "Zhi Yan, don't be angry, I don't believe you."
Mu Huai's heart skipped a beat, and his slender hand touched the woman's cheek. Knowing that she was still struggling with the day's affairs, he coaxed in a low voice: "I'm not angry with Xi'er."
Rong Xi sat up abruptly, and threw her petite body into the man's arms. She cried and explained to the man: "It's just the thought that she might be pregnant with your child...I've stayed here for the sake of the child... with her."
Mu Huai patted her slender back, and replied helplessly: "She is not pregnant with my child."
Rong Xi nodded in his arms, and replied with a weeping voice: "I know...but I'm too jealous to tolerate your other women...I'm not a good woman..."
Although she said that she trusted the man, she still kept some points in her heart, not daring to entrust all that trust to the emperor Mu Huai.
This bit of reservation is Rong Xi's sense of security and her escape route.
Mu Huai kissed her side of the ear with pity, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "Xi'er is a good woman, you are jealous, and I like you too."
Hearing Rong Xi's sobbing sound getting lower and lower, Mu Huai knew in his heart that all of this was caused by the Queen Mother Zhai.
Emperor Zhuang's imperial decree made him always have a bottom line in his heart.
Due to the relationship between father and son, he never wanted to go against Emperor Zhuang's last wish. He wanted to keep Empress Dowager Zhai alive, and he would follow Emperor Zhuang's entrustment. Although she was grounded, he would allow her to live a prosperous life.
But now, the bottom line has been broken by all kinds of despicable actions of the Empress Dowager Zhai.
After forcing him to a certain level, what is the imperial decree
Mu Huai said in a low tone, to Rong Xi: "Zhen will take her life."
Rong Xi looked up at the man's handsome face, but shook her head, and whispered, "Manya, you shouldn't do this."
She knew Mu Huai's feelings for Emperor Zhuang, and she didn't want him to break the only defense line of family affection in her heart.
Thinking about it, Rong Xi took the man's big hand with his hand.
Mu Huai looked down at the woman's slender hands, only to hear that her tone was soft but firm: "Manya, I will protect you too, I don't want her to dirty your hands."
Her voice was as delicate and soft as ever, but Mu Huai didn't want the two of them to waste the night talking about how the Empress Dowager Di died.
He straightened the little person's body, put her legs together, and knelt on the stacked fragrant quilt soft pillow.
Rong Xi grunted reluctantly, and complained softly: "I don't want to do this~"
When she was drunk, she was like a vexatious child, she had no fear of him.
Mu Huai likes that Rong Xi is in front of him without any fear or timidity.
Rong Xi's black hair poured out like silk, but she was still curled up, without changing her posture.
Mu Huai had no choice but to ask her in a low voice: "I usually do what you want, but tonight can't I do it once?"
Rong Xi turned her face to the side, gritted her teeth and replied, "I know how to bully people."
Mu Huai couldn't help laughing, and hugged Jiao Rener so that she could face him.
In this way, the woman smiled foolishly in his arms, and pressed her pink face to his shoulder.
Mu Huai's eyes were dark, his voice was hoarse, and he made three chapters with the woman: "I will obey you first time, and I will obey me the second time."
Rong Xi shook her head again, and said softly, "Then I'll only give it to you once."
Mu Huai didn't say any more, the delicate bird that had already fallen into his palm, even if it fluttered its fragile wings twice, couldn't escape from his palm.
What's the harm in following her first in words
Then he replied fondly, "I'm all according to Xi'er."