Yuan Yongyi was confused and barely slept all night, and she fell asleep in a daze at dawn.
However, today she agreed to accompany Sister Yuan out, so she got up early despite being extremely sleepy.
Ah Cai came in to serve and said in surprise: "Your Majesty got up very early today and is practicing kung fu in the yard."
Hearing this, Yuan Yongyi laughed and said, "Let's see how many days he can hold on. If he holds on for three days, I think he wins."
It’s not that I despise him, it’s just that he’s not the type to practice martial arts. He can’t bear the hard work and can’t afford to be tired. It’s easy to ask him to read a book for a while, write a few poems, or paint a few landscape paintings. It’s up to him to continue practicing martial arts.
life.
After Yuan Yongyi changed her clothes and went out, she saw King Qi practicing boxing in the yard.
It looked like he had been practicing for a while. His whole body was soaked to the skin, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, which shone in the sun.
He punched with great force, making a loud bang when he hit the wooden stake. His fists and joints were swollen, red and bruised, and he had indeed worked hard.
When he saw Yuan Yongyi coming out, he smiled at Yuan Yongyi, with sweat running down his red face, revealing his white teeth, which had a strange charm.
"Get out?" King Qi stopped and asked.
"Well, let's go to Prince Chu's Mansion to find Sister Yuan." Yuan Yongyi remembered the conversation last night, and her face felt a little cloudy.
"Okay, then be careful and come back early." It was rare for King Qi not to be entangled.
Yuan Yongyi responded, looked at his fingers, and said, "Your hand is swollen, please take it easy."
King Qi shook his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. You have to endure some hardships to practice Qigong. It doesn't hurt. And after sweating all over, I always feel refreshed and full of energy."
Yuan Yongyi smiled and said: "Then you continue."
"Okay!" He looked at her, "You go first, I'll watch you go."
Yuan Yongyi turned around, walked out a few steps, looked back at him, and saw him blowing hard into his fist, with a look of pain on his face. When he noticed that she looked back at him, she quickly put it down and swung her fist in a striking gesture.
Yuan Yongyi came back and stood beside him.
He drove the wooden stake and gasped: "Go, why don't you go? Leave me alone, I'll have breakfast after a while."
"How long have you been practicing?" Yuan Yongyi asked.
"It's only half an hour." The boy next to him said.
Yuan Yongyi took his wrist and said, "Eat breakfast first and then practice. I won't go to Sister Yuan's place. I will practice with you today."
King Qi said in surprise: "Really? Are you willing to practice with me?"
"Yes, I have neglected to practice for a long time. I just happen to practice with you. From now on, I will practice with you for two hours every morning." Yuan Yongyi said.
King Qi waved his hand, his face full of emotion, "Okay, great, Big Fatty, you are so kind."
He turned around and took the towel from the boy's hand, wiped the sweat on his face, his heart sobbed twice, and tears flowed to his heart. Practicing for two hours a day? No, he was almost dead in half an hour now.
Yuan Qingling took Chen Jinning and the woman named Mo Yi out for shopping today.
After getting on the carriage, she remembered that after arriving here, she rarely went out to go shopping.
Yuan Yongyi didn't come today, so I expected her to accompany him and guide him.