Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In the hot spring.

Murong Fu took the eight Murong sisters and played drumming and passing flowers.

Each person must dive for at least sixty breaths, and at most half a moment.

The eight sisters were laughing and having a great time.

There will inevitably be tension and excitement.

Murong Shuang provocatively said: "Cousin, you have to hold on a little longer. If you surrender too early, we sisters will not do it."

Murong Fu said calmly: "If you are not afraid of being sour, I can hold on until dawn."

"Cousin, don't listen to her, just let nature take its course." Murong Shanshan glared at her good second sister and said bluntly: "That time you provoked my eldest cousin, you ended up in the right position."

"Have you forgotten the last time you cried and begged for mercy?"

When Murong Shuang heard this, he instantly remembered the feeling of wanting to live and die last time. He couldn't help but shuddered all over his body and said with a smile:

"Good cousin, I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously."

Murong Fu sneered and looked at Murong Shuang quietly.

Until he stared at her hair and took the initiative to give her a passionate kiss.

Half an hour later.

Murong Jiu suddenly came out of the water, covering her red lips with her jade hands, and kept making "uh~uh~" sounds from her mouth.

When the sisters saw this, they laughed "haha".

Murong Qimei smiled and said, "I never expected that Ninth Sister would win the lottery for the first time. It's great."

Murong Fu Xiaoba followed up with a smile and said: "Hehe, yes, I guess I can increase my skill this time."

Murong Shuang joked: "I wonder how the skills of the two of you have grown so fast. You have almost surpassed me and my third sister."

"On weekdays, you two eat the most."

"I can't leave you alone in the future. Our cousin needs to be exposed to both rain and dew."

While several people were joking, Murong Fu pulled Murong Shuang into his arms and said domineeringly: "I haven't seen you cry today, what do you think I should do?"

Murong Shuang did not dare to be as presumptuous as before, and quickly begged for mercy: "Good cousin, please spare me, my sisters are watching."

"Haha, don't you see enough of Shanshan on weekdays?" Murong Fu laughed "haha" and went straight to Huanglong, not giving Murong Shuang a chance to escape.

The villa was immediately filled with beautiful "singing".

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that it gradually stopped.

…

The next day, Chenshi.

Someone from the palace said that Zhu Qizhen, the "God of War of the Ming Dynasty", wanted to see Murong Fu and asked him to come into the palace quickly to meet the emperor.

"It's strange. For a normal face-to-face meeting, shouldn't we give one day's notice in advance?"

"Why is it so sudden today?" Bao BuTong asked curiously.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "It's probably not the God of War who wants to see me, but his good wife's whim. "

"Um, Prince, shall we go then?" Bao BuTong asked.

"See, of course I want to see you." Murong Fu didn't care whether she was Concubine Wan Gui or Zhu Qizhen. With his strength, even the Ming Palace could not stop him.

"Cousin, can I go with you to see my eldest sister? I heard that she has been grounded by Concubine Wan Gui and her life is very miserable." Murong Shuang asked carefully.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and said, "That's fine. You can wait for me outside the door. Before I leave, I will take you to find another chance to try."

Murong Shuang was overjoyed. He took Murong Fu's hand and got into the carriage heading to the palace.

The Ming Palace is also known as the Forbidden City.

The gilded roof is magnificent in shape, exquisite in architecture, and majestic in its momentum, which can be compared with the imperial palace of the Tang Dynasty.

It can be seen how strong the three generations of Zhu Di are.

The eunuch who led the way brought Murong Fu to the Qianqing Palace.

After saying politely, he entered and asked for instructions.

Murong Shuang joked: "Cousin, the Ming Palace is much more magnificent than our Prince Yan's Palace."

"In Gaiming, you should build a few more palaces."

Murong Fu smiled in his heart, this beautiful Forbidden City is right here.

Why build it yourself?

"King Yan, your Majesty invites you." After the previous eunuch entered, he was replaced by an old eunuch who was more gorgeously dressed and said to Murong Fu with a smile.

Murong Fu looked at the other person up and down, and couldn't help being slightly surprised.

This eunuch's true energy is restrained, like pure Yang fire, slowly rising.

On the contrary, it is similar to my own [Nine Yang Manual], so I couldn’t help but curiously asked:

"I dare to ask my father-in-law, but Cao Zhengchun?"

Cao Zhengchun was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "King Yan, do you know our family?"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "I have heard a little bit, and I heard that the [Tiangang Boy Skill] you practiced has reached the Zhen state."

"Ordinarily, there are only a handful of people who can break it."

When Cao Zhengchun heard this, he actually showed a hint of shyness. He covered his face with his orchid fingers and said with a smile, "King Yan, you are flattering me to kill this old slave."

"Compared with your strength, I'm afraid I'm not even qualified to carry shoes."

No, don't say that

You are still qualified to carry my shoes.

Murong Fu said a few words with a smile in his heart, and then walked forward with Cao Zhengchun.

Finally, in the Qianqing Palace, I saw the legendary "Ming Dynasty God of War" Zhu Qizhen, and he saluted:

"The envoy of the Song Dynasty, King Yan, paid homage to Emperor Ming."

Zhu Qizhen slowly raised his head and looked at Murong Fu.

The dry cheeks and sunken eye sockets left only a layer of skin on the body, like a skeleton that eats meat but does not spit out bones.

There was a hint of meanness in his hoarse voice:

"Are you the "King of Yan" Murong Fu? "

"That's right." Murong Fu replied in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "I have heard of you a long time ago."

"Haha, I don't know, what did your majesty hear?" Murong Fu was curious. Zhu Qizhen didn't manage the palace well, so he listened to gossip.

"I heard that you are the hope of the Song Dynasty." Zhu Qizhen said calmly.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is a rumor." Murong Fu was stunned. This was the first time he heard such a title.

Zhu Qizhen shook his head slowly and said: "Haha, I think this is right, you are very powerful."

"Had Song Qinzong not been captured, with your ability, it would not be difficult to open up a territory for the Song Dynasty."

Murong Fu smiled "haha". If his old father-in-law had not been captured, he would probably have no success in his life and would not be able to achieve anything until his death.

While the two were talking, an enchanting woman walked in and asked delicately: "Are you the "King of Yan" Murong Fu? "

"Back to the noble concubine, I am Murong Fu." Needless to say, Murong Fu also knew that the person coming was Concubine Wan Gui.

Zhu Qizhen weakly took Concubine Wan Gui's hand and said, "If you didn't say you wanted to make fruit wine today, why would you have time to come here?"

Concubine Wan Gui said coquettishly: "Hehe, Your Majesty, I heard that you want to meet a particularly important person."

"Then I handed over the matter to my subordinates, and I came here to see who it is. I want you to meet it in person."

"Now that you've seen it, what do you think?" Zhu Qizhen asked.

Concubine Wan Gui walked up to Murong Fu and looked around.

Before leaving, he deliberately hit the side of Murong Fu's face with his handkerchief.

Then he threw himself into Zhu Qizhen's arms and said with a smile:

"It's okay. He's more handsome, but he can't compare with Your Majesty."