Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

And suddenly, he didn't want to argue anymore.

Forget it. I am Xiao Zhizi and can even give birth to a child. What does the mere word "beauty" mean to me?

Hearing that Yun Ji “has not yet married”, Dugu Yue recalled the rumors that the “Prince Regent” was not interested in women, and felt that this beauty was blessed.

She asked politely, "Your Majesty, since this woman has become your first wife, is she going to be the Queen of Dali?"

He wanted to announce to the world that he had such a beautiful wife. When Nan Yingzhi heard her say this, she was as happy as a dog wagging its tail: "Not bad."

Noticing that she was emitting a cheerful aura, Yun Ji felt a little embarrassed. He clenched his fist and lightly hit her chest.

Looking at the two people falling in love in front of him, Dugu Yue felt sad that love has always been illusory.

If it is in the palace, it will not last long.

Even if he is the emperor of Dali, how long can his love with his wife last at this moment?

But influenced by the imperial teacher's idea of ​​"let nature take its course", she thought about it for a moment and decided not to worry about it anymore.

What does it have to do with her whether they are deeply in love or not?

With a natural laugh, she clenched her fists and prepared, "Your Majesty, would you mind competing with me?"

If they wanted to compete, Nan Yingzhi had to put Yun Ji down from her arms. She lowered her head and glanced at Yun Ji: "We have to ask him."

Although he was not obsessed with martial arts, he also liked it. Yun Ji did not hesitate and quickly gave up his seat: "You two can compete."

He stepped aside and sat down in the national teacher's rocking chair without hesitation, wanting to watch the duel between the two carefully.

Having lost once, Dugu Yue couldn't help but tease him when she saw him wanting to watch the fight: "With your lovely wife by your side, Your Majesty will probably become even more courageous."

"Of course." Not wanting to lose face in front of Yun Ji, Nan Yingzhi put all her passion into the competition, "Will it be a hand-to-hand fight, or a sword duel?"

"Use the sword," Dugu Yue drew out the sword that the national master had given her recently during their sparring, and pointed the tip of the sword at her chest, "I will definitely defeat you this time!"

Knowing that this was the time to make threats, Nan Yingzhi drew the knife from his waist and said, "I think that speaking with strength is more powerful."

Faintly hearing them threatening each other in their own courtyard, the Imperial Preceptor, who was treating Ling Yu's remaining injuries in the house, pushed the door open quickly to see what was going on.

Seeing the fighting spirit in their eyes, he shouted, trying to put out the fire burning in late autumn: "You two, stop here!"

Knowing that Nan Yingzhi's identity was sensitive and that it would affect the entire Dali, Dugu Yue felt that his instructions were unnecessary: ​​"Stop talking nonsense. I know what I am doing!"

Having learned from Nan Yi that "all is fair in war", Nan Yingzhi took the opportunity of her reply to launch the first attack.

With his flexibility as an advantage, Dugu Yue was not good at taking her attack head-on, and subconsciously retreated repeatedly: "You sneak attack!"

In the battle with Yuchi Yi, Nan Yingzhi's attack speed was improved, and he seized the initiative and had the upper hand for a while: "The competition has already started, how can we talk about sneak attacks."

Realizing that these days, not only had his own kung fu improved, but Nan Yingzhi had also not stood still, Dugu Yue held his breath and said no more.

Watching the fight from the side, Yun Ji originally thought, "Xiao Zhizi can't win, I can give her some pointers."

Seeing that Nan Yingzhi had mastered the skills he taught her and her internal strength, he shut his mouth and became a quiet spectator.

After all, if I were to come out and comment, not to mention that Dugu Yue would be unhappy, even if Xiao Zhizi won, it would be an unfair victory.

When it comes to a competition, fairness and justice must be upheld.

Nan Yingzhi realized that Dugu Yue's speed had not improved compared to before, but her swordsmanship was inexplicably strange, and she could never guess what would happen next. She praised him from the bottom of her heart, "You have made great progress."

Trying to find a flaw in her, Dugu Yue took the time to reply: "Same here."

Just as he was concentrating on guessing the two people's movements, Yun Ji straightened his back, his upper body standing like a bamboo, but he caught a coquettish "meow~" in his ears.

When he lowered his head slightly, he found that it was Taxue who had appeared from somewhere, with round eyes wide open, rubbing his feet constantly.

Including the previous life, Yun Ji has known him for a long time. Even if he doesn't like contact with cats and dogs, he will subconsciously scratch his chin with his hand.

But when he thought that Taxue could not only speak but also change shape, he withdrew his hand and instantly lost interest in playing with him.

"Go away." Yun Ji, who had no habit of having close contact with men, pretended to chase him away, "Don't get in the way of me watching them compete."

As if he didn't understand what people were saying, he walked around his clothes in the snow, and not only did he not leave, he also lay down.

Knowing that he could transform and talk to people, he was naturally pretending not to understand. Yun Ji poked his flowery back with the tip of his boot: "Why are you lying at my feet?"

She looked at him with her watery eyes, tilted her head and meowed, without any intention of explaining.

Yun Ji's patience ran out after he repeatedly kept standing by her feet. He said bluntly, "Speak human language."

He was used to reading people's faces, stretching lazily in the snow and telling the truth.

"The Imperial Master is busy healing Ling Yu's wounds, and Master Dugu wants to discuss martial arts with His Majesty. You are the only one who has time to play with me, so of course I have to stay with you."

Listening to his words, Yun Ji was silent for a while, and snorted coldly: "You really know how to judge people by their appearance."

Not feeling that he was moved by her words, she half jumped up and put her paws on his knees, trying to get close to him to attract him to touch her: "Are you really not going to play with me?"

"No," Yun Ji felt uncomfortable and gently pushed him away. "Xiao Zhizi is beside me. I don't want to have any contact with a man and let her misunderstand me."

After all, he was arrogant and proud. Seeing that he was being boring, he fell back to the ground: "Boring human."

Not knowing what Yun Ji was talking about with Taxue, Nan Yingzhi tried to listen, and the next moment, Dugu Yue's sword came to her.

She thought it was bad and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"Your Majesty," seeing the outcome, Dugu Yue withdrew his hand and put the sword back into the scabbard, "distraction is a taboo."

"My distraction is one thing," Nan Yingzhi was willing to admit defeat knowing that her level had improved greatly, "You have also made great progress."

"Thank you." Dugu Yue glanced at the Qingshan who was moving from time to time in the half-open door and smiled briefly, "It's mainly because that guy taught me well."

As soon as Taxue was driven away, Yunji saw the two of them shaking hands and making peace.

Recalling Nan Yingzhi's gaze on him just now, he moved closer to her and asked quietly, "Xiao Zhizi, did you lose because you paid attention to me?"

"Not entirely," Nan Yingzhi generously admitted Dugu Yue's strength in front of her, "Although I was indeed distracted for a while, it is also true that I am not as skilled as her."

"Your Majesty, you are joking. If you try your best, I may not be able to win."

Sheathing the sword, Dugu Yue smiled cheerfully, "But in a competition, we have to decide who is better.

"I only won by a small margin this time. It doesn't mean I'm better than you."

Having achieved her goal of comforting Yun Ji, Nan Yingzhi openly embraced him in her arms and raised her head towards Dugu Yue: "Why be so modest."

"If you want to discuss with me in the future, I will be waiting for you at any time," Dugu Yue said, bowing, "but I want to ask your majesty about someone."

Nan Yingzhi felt confused, thinking that someone like her, a person of the underworld, had wide channels of information and shouldn't ask her about it.

But she didn't ask openly, just nodded slightly: "You say."

"The princess once held a martial arts contest to find a husband, and I made a verbal agreement with Lord Jin to find a suitable time for the contest."

Dugu Yue was puzzled as to why Jin An had disappeared without a trace, “But recently, I went to the mansion but couldn’t find any trace of him.

"Today, I just want to ask, do you know where he is?"

Ever since she learned that Yun Ji had reacted strongly to Jin An Yun Ting's death, Nan Yingzhi took his feelings into consideration and sealed away the memory.

It took her a while to react to the keywords such as "martial arts competition to win a bride".

When Dugu Yue called him "Sir Jin", she was referring to Jin An.