Murong Fu left the palace, with Huizong's words echoing in his ears that he would entertain him at a banquet in three days. At that time, all the civil and military officials in the court would be present, and Huizong would reward him in front of all the ministers.
Returning to Prince Yan's Mansion, Murong Chengze greeted him happily. Yesterday Murong Fu agreed to teach him the art of sword control.
Murong Fu did not break his promise and taught him the art of sword control. However, with Murong Chengze's current skill, he was far from being able to use this sword control skill. He could only practice using his inner strength to throw the flying sword first, and wait for his skill in the future. Gradually, you can control the sword with Qi and retract it freely.
Xiao Qi quietly watched their father and son practice Kung Fu from the side, her eyes filled with happiness, and she just hoped that this beautiful moment could be frozen here forever.
Although Murong Chengze was not her biological child, after getting along with him for such a long time, she had already regarded him as her own and treated him as kindly as her own son.
After Murong Fu asked his son to practice on his own, he came to sit next to Xiao Qi.
"Why don't you take more rest?"
Xiao Qi tenderly handed over the tea and said, "If you weren't here, I wouldn't be able to sleep well." ?.?????.???
Hearing this, Murong Fu raised a smirk on his lips, held her catkins in his hands, and said teasingly, "I see, it seems that my beloved concubine is reluctant to be separated from this king!"
This was a very serious sentence, but when it fell into Murong Fu's mouth, coupled with his expression, even a simple person like Xiao Qi saw a hint of unusual meaning. She cautiously glanced at the sword practice not far away. Chengze immediately gave Murong Fu an angry look and said shyly, "What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? How bad is it if someone hears you?"
Seeing that she was about to retract her hand, Murong Fu hurriedly tightened it and said, "You and I are deeply in love as husband and wife, and a wife is reluctant to say goodbye to her husband. What's wrong with this? Could it be that the wife herself is thinking wrongly?"
Xiao Qi couldn't bear it. He was joking with her and looking at her with hot eyes. She became more and more shy and said, "I...I didn't. It was obvious that you were not clear about what you said, which only added to the misunderstanding."
"No, no, my husband couldn't have said it more clearly. It's just that he accidentally said it into my wife's heart."
When Murong Fu looked at Xiao Qi's blushing and charming face, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy and couldn't help but laugh.
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 and took her other hand and said, "Okay, okay, as long as I don't smile, it's just that if I don't smile during the day, you can't control me at night!"
Xiao Qi said shyly and timidly, "When it's night, I won't be able to rely on you for everything..."
When Murong Fu heard this, he felt even more relaxed and proud.
Compared with Abi's tenderness and Li Qingzhao's subtle and charming character, Xiaoqi gave him the impression that he was more like Miss Gongliang who was born into a wealthy family. She had both a tender side and a bold pursuit of love. Murong Fu might not be too impressed by his brave and decisive side if his identity and circumstances were put aside. But when the shackles of the princess's identity were firmly bound to him, everything ordinary became extraordinary.
If the person Murong Fu felt most sorry for was Dao Baifeng, then among the women he admired most, Xiao Qi was definitely the number one.
It was precisely because he knew how much Xiao Qi had paid for him that Murong Fu felt particularly pity for her.
While talking and laughing, 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 officials agreed to let them go, the tight string in Xiao Qi's heart finally relaxed.
In addition to being happy, the two of them talked a lot more.
After lunch, news came from the palace. The empresses in the palace learned that Xiao Qi would be leaving in a few days, and specially invited her to the palace for a reunion. At the same time, they did not forget to ask her to bring Prince Yan with her. .
Seeing Murong Fu's eyes, Xiao Qi couldn't help but think of something. She talked about the relationship between Chengze and the two little princesses in the palace, with a motherly smile on her face, and she did not forget to joke, "Maybe, which one will be your future one?" Where is my daughter-in-law!"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, thinking that in history, none of Huizong's daughters had a good ending, but in this world, at least with his participation, the tragedy of the Battle of Jingkang would not happen again.
"In this case, you, the mother-in-law, have to take care of Ze'er!"
Murong Fu agreed casually.
Xiao Qi found it quite interesting and seemed to have started to get into trouble.
As the two of them entered the palace, Murong Fu was not idle and went to find the sweeping monk.
"Master, in three days, please give me a helping hand!"
The sweeping monk looked at him deeply and said nothing.
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Three days have passed in the blink of an eye. Tonight, the palace held a grand banquet in honor of King Yan. All the ministers attended the banquet, which was very lively.
And the people of the entire Bianjing city also learned the news that King Yan had rejuvenated and cured the queen, and they couldn't help talking about it, and their words were full of praise for Murong Fu.
As for the rumors about the quarrel between King Yan and the official family that spread some time ago, they were also disproven at this moment and became a laughing stock.
In the evening, Bianjing was as lively as usual, and in the Changchun Hall of the imperial palace, there was singing and dancing, and civil and military officials gathered together to toast King Yan.
Next to Murong Fu, Xiao Qi and Cheng Ze were sitting respectively. In addition, several noble concubines were also fortunate enough to be invited to the Changchun Palace for the banquet. After all, the official's banquet was not only to thank Murong Fu, but also to celebrate the queen. Recovery 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 seats not far away, the emperor's eldest daughter Zhao Yupan and Princess Kangfu Zhao Fujin saw Murong Chengze and greeted him happily.
On such a grand occasion, and with his father present, Murong Chengze, who was usually cynical, did not dare to be too rude. Although seeing the two little princesses present made him very happy, he could only nod slightly. , Dare not make any exaggerated actions.
Murong Fu seemed to sense something and looked in the direction of the two little princesses. When he saw that one of the two princesses was delicate and graceful, and the other was lively and cute, he couldn't help but smile.
His eyes lingered on the smaller Princess Kangfu for a moment longer, thinking that even though this girl was young, she could already tell that she was a rare beauty. No wonder she would be raped in such tragedies in history. People ask for her by name, but she is worthy of this world-famous appearance.
The two little princesses also quickly noticed Murong Fu next to Murong Chengze. Judging from their appearance, it was not difficult to guess their relationship. Zhao Yupan and Zhao Fujin looked at Murong Fu curiously and secretly thought that he was indeed Brother Chengze's father. The world-shaking King Yan is indeed as good-looking as him!
The two little princesses looked at Murong Fu at this moment, as if they were seeing Murong Chengze in the future. The more they looked at him, the more interesting they became, and their eyes kept looking back and forth between them.
