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Chapter 55

"This woman is always hardworking in the school, so she should be willing to endure hardships. In this way, it is most suitable to be the maid in my bedroom. Your Majesty, what do you think?"

The little woman threw the words to him. But when she asked such a question, she was not asking for his opinion. Could he still refuse?

After being together for so long, Yinmang can understand it. The Jiaojiao Queen of her family looks gentle and gentle on her face, but she has a big idea in her mind.

If you don't follow her wishes at all, it's completely impossible. Whether you're having a temper or acting cute or cheating, you'll just say you're convinced and can only follow her wishes.

The left and right were just a maid, so Yinmang naturally agreed.

Then Su Wanrong ignored everyone with different expressions and asked with a smile if Yue Niang would like to follow her.

On the one hand, he was a military prostitute who was bullied by others in the schoolyard, and on the other hand, he was working for the current queen.

Even if he was a fool, he knew that he should choose the latter. Yue Niang was not stupid, so he immediately kowtowed and sobbed and thanked the empress.

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After this little episode, the group continued to walk into the schoolyard.

It is not unreasonable that the army under Emperor Yuan of Jin was invincible. Even without war, the soldiers' training should not be slackened.

Whether it is riding and shooting, or fists, the burly men are wearing armor and holding swords and guns. Sometimes, from the scorching sun to the setting sun, the soldiers are excited and practice for the whole day.

Brother Che is still young, so he naturally doesn't need it, and he can't stand such high-intensity iron-blooded training.

Therefore, in the spare time when General Zhao trained the generals, he would give Che Geer a special assignment for daily martial arts lessons.

While being responsible for training the sergeants, he also personally guided and urged the 18-year-old boy to learn martial arts. The errand was assigned by the emperor, so General Zhao naturally did his best to do his best. This task was really not easy.

When Su Wanrong saw with her own eyes, the soft little boy who could only cry in the past was now waving the wooden sword in his hand with concentration, and his moves gradually became more and more handsome, with a bit of masculinity as a big boy.

She couldn't help but sigh that the decision to let Brother Che abandon his literature and practice martial arts was really right.

Who says that only men who are good at studying and passing the imperial examination and going to the official career are promising? A good man who can lift his sword and defend his country is also a man who stands upright.

Che Ge'er's wooden sword was halfway through. When he turned around inadvertently, he saw a man dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked better than the Nine Heavens Fairy, standing there in a slim manner.

Looking closely, who else could it be if it weren't his fellow sisters?

My sister came to see him, and Brother Che'er's round eyes immediately lit up.

He shouted "Sister" excitedly. He threw down the wooden sword in his hand and ran quickly towards Su Wanrong like a little crazy horse that had broken away.

Unfortunately, before Brother Che reached the destination, the enthusiastic little crazy horse was stopped.

Brother Che buried his head, held his breath and rushed forward with all his energy, his face turned red and he didn't rush over.

In amidst suspicion, Brother Che looked up at him in a daze.

But when he saw that what was his fairy-like sister standing in front of him at this moment? He was a tall man in black robe. The man had a tough facial features and a serious expression. It was scary to look at him. If he wasn't his emperor brother-in-law, who else could he be?

The boy who had just turned eight years old could not speak to the emperor's brother-in-law naturally.

He imitated the adults and called out with a stutter: "Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty." Then he quietly rubbed against his sister, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and whispered: "Sister finally thought of coming over to see Brother Che, who wants to die."

No matter how you grow up in front of others, in front of your own sister, your younger brother will always be the younger brother who loves to act coquettishly.

Su Wanrong touched Brother Che'er's big head and said with a smile: "How old are you, I still want to die of my sister, I want to die of my sister. Are you ashamed?"

Brother Che pouted and replied indifferently: "I think about my dear sister no matter how old I am, what's so shameful about me?"

The childish words were quite justified.

For a moment, the siblings were one big and one small, and they said one left and one right, and the old words were mentioned in the childish words. The atmosphere was very harmonious and warm.

But there is still someone standing between the siblings.

It was not good to leave a 95-year-old emperor there. So Su Wanrong took the initiative to activate the atmosphere and pointed to the tall man beside him in front of Brother Che.

"Your sister is now the queen of the palace. She is always more restrained in her daily life than before. Today, she can come to the school grounds, but she still has the answer from the Emperor. Brother Che, if you like Sister to see you, then you have to thank you for Your Majesty. If Your Majesty is happy, Sister will come here often in the future."

After hearing this, Brother Che grabbed his sister's hand and secretly glanced at the emperor's brother-in-law opposite him.
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