The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 640 Interested

Randomly picked a short branch and stuffed it into Bai Nen's palm.

"Hold tight."

"Yeah!" Nodding vigorously.

He started with a lunge, stabbed out the long sword with one hand, turned his wrist, and retracted it.

"See clearly?"

Although it is the simplest movement, it is as difficult as reaching heaven for a child.

"Do it again." He didn't mean to demonstrate it a second time, so he just asked.

The people present, including the guards who practiced martial arts since childhood, all thought that this move was too harsh.

The little prince was ignorant and looked at the tall father.

The face is serious, but not impatient, waiting patiently.

After calming down, I tried my best to stand firm with my calf, swung out the right arm holding the branch, and then turned the palm down, learning [-]% to [-]%.

With a slight smile in his black eyes, he knelt down and patted his son's head.

"If you want to learn from my father, you have started, and you are not allowed to give up halfway."

I originally planned to find someone to teach some basics when I was five or six years old. After all, for the prince, martial arts is just about strengthening the body, and the level of practice depends entirely on personal preference and talent.

But obviously, he, the emperor, was born to strive for improvement.

If you have the heart and the ability, it doesn't matter if you come earlier.

"Okay!" The child's voice was soft and waxy, showing a little excitement.

The nurse who waited quietly at the side felt stunned.

It turned out that the little prince was interested in this kind of thing.

Today is the day of the business council, Su Yingchun had dinner with the shopkeepers, and it was already late when he returned to the palace.

Thinking about this point, he should be in the study and walk east along the corridor.

Zhu Xia cleverly reminded: "Your Majesty, the Emperor has returned to the inner palace."

"Huh?" She paused.

This is strange, just after Xu time to rest?

Pushing open the door of the hall, through the stone screen, I vaguely saw the figure behind the table case, feeling that I really thought too much.

A diligent emperor has endless political affairs to deal with every day.

However, it was only later that he discovered that this person was not doing his job properly.

There are no documents or folders on the table, just a pile of wood chips.

He is holding a slender piece of wood in his left hand, and holding a carving knife in his right hand. He is concentrating on pushing it, throwing off layers of wood veneer, and gradually grinding out a long oblate object.

"What are you doing...?" she asked strangely.

He didn't raise his eyes, and smiled lightly: "We'll find out later."

Fine.

She simply hooked up a chair and sat down, resting her chin to admire his serious appearance.

The slightly dimpled cheeks regained their fullness, and the sickness between the brows almost faded away.

His focused gaze went down the high bridge of the nose, and stopped on the tightly pursed thin lips.

Well, the paleness is bright red, pale pink, it seems that the tonic still needs...

"My husband, is it good-looking?"

The thin lips evoked a playful arc.

She blinked and made a serious evaluation:

"Good-looking is good-looking, but compared to last year, the skin does feel a little less supple. It should be because I am one year older."

"Oh?" He was not at all annoyed by his little wife's teasing, and said slowly, "It seems to be troublesome to the queen, so I will practice the art of harvesting yin and replenishing yang with me."

She coquettishly said: "What, it's obviously picking up yang and nourishing yin..."

"It's okay." He nodded seriously, "The same goal by different routes."

"..."

Can we still talk about normal topics?

"How is it?" He put down the carving knife and showed the results in his palm.

She took it, played with it in surprise, and whispered: "What a beautiful little wooden sword, who is it for?"

As soon as the words came out, he felt that it was too much to ask. In this world, besides her, there is only Xiao Baozi who can bother him.

"Zhi'er...can you use this?"

(End of this chapter)