Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

Let’s not talk about how the two brothers communicated after returning to the study.

The fact that His Majesty privately summoned dozens of ministers to the palace aroused the curiosity of the court officials.

Among these ten ministers, there are upright officials, meritorious officials, common people and military generals. The only one missing is a family of aristocrats.

If you observe more closely, you will find what these ministers have in common: they are all ministers favored and trusted by the late emperor.

The already panicked aristocratic family became even more panicked, with a familiar ominous premonition lingering in their hearts.

One month after the new emperor ascended the throne, the aristocratic families knew that their dream of taking power had been shattered.

Perhaps because he was too deeply influenced by the previous emperor, the new emperor did not show any trust or respect for officials from aristocratic families and would occasionally suppress one or two of them.

The only thing that could comfort them was that His Majesty did not get too close to officials from other camps.

Oh, except for General Wen who inexplicably became my beloved minister.

But that doesn’t matter, it’s just a means to win over the former prince’s party.

Although I cannot achieve success overnight, at least I have a chance to fight for it again, without the suffocating suppression like when the previous emperor was alive.

But this time, His Majesty summoned dozens of ministers into the palace, but their people were not there. Why?

The anxious aristocratic families began to privately inquire about what the minister said when he was summoned to the palace.

Can you please tell me? That is absolutely not possible.

What a joke! Your Majesty just sounded the alarm because of the pressure put on them by the two idiots who defected to the aristocratic families. They must be crazy to leak the news.

What's more, the aura and political views displayed by Your Majesty today are completely different from those displayed during the usual morning court sessions.

If we say that His Majesty is green and youthful on weekdays, although he is gifted, he can occasionally show his immaturity.

So today, Your Majesty, every move you make is full of the majesty of a powerful king, and even the last bit of strangeness has disappeared.

what is this?

This is the natural emperor and the wise ruler that his subjects most hope for!

So, don’t ask, if you ask, it’s just chatting about daily life.

The person sent by the noble family to test him was almost angry to death: What a bullshit homely thing.

A sixteen-year-old boy can chat with you old guys? No one would believe it!

I called and asked again, but I couldn't find out anything.

They were also afraid that the noise would be too loud and might displease His Majesty, so they could only keep quiet.

Tang Li in the palace didn't care how frightened the noble families were. She was happy anyway.

After all, she has been in the small world for a month and she can finally start her mission!

"Your Majesty, General Wen is already waiting for you at the martial arts arena."

"Well, change your clothes."

"Yes."

Tangli, who was so excited about completing the mission, didn't notice Wangyue's hesitation to speak.

It was not until they changed their clothes and were about to leave that Wangyue whispered.

"Your Majesty, the matter of letting General Wen teach you martial arts..."

Is it a bit dangerous?

As one of the only three people left who knows His Majesty's identity, Mochizuki has been worried since he heard about this.

What if I get bumped into something while learning martial arts from General Wen?

Even if Your Majesty is not a real dragon, you are still a delicate princess. What's the big deal about running around stumbling around?

Also, what if something unexpected happens and your identity is exposed?

Really, pretending to be a prince and having to learn both literature and martial arts is tiring enough, and now I have to... (10,000 words of inner thoughts omitted here.)

"It's okay, Mochizuki."

After rejecting the 777-word story of Wangyue's mental journey as recounted by , Tangli winked at her.

"I know my limits."

Tang Li has a handsome face, combining all the advantages of Empress Xian and the late emperor. Even when dressed as a man, he is so beautiful that it is difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman.

The gentle and cunning smile and wink at this moment were so lethal that Wangyue's face turned red and she stammered.

"Then you, be careful."

Tangli nodded.

When they arrived at the martial arts arena, Wen Junhuan was already waiting there.

He was dressed in tight clothes, and the muscles hidden beneath his handsome appearance were completely exposed, making his clothes bulge out.

777 was taking screenshots like crazy while sighing.

【This is the world that is most friendly to my eyes. 】

It can't wait to see the host and the villain practicing martial arts!

777 thought so, and Tangli thought so too.

But one person unified all of this and Wen Junhuan might not think so.

"Your Majesty, please stand in horse stance for half an hour so I can see your basics."

Half an hour is one hour of horse stance... to see the basics?!

Tang Li felt like the sky was falling.

Her idea of ​​martial arts training: hands-on instruction.

Actual martial arts training: one hour of horse stance.

What the hell is this? ! !

"His Majesty?"

The culprit didn't understand why His Majesty, who was in a very good mood just now, suddenly looked gloomy.

"fine."

Tang Li gritted his teeth and really took up horse stance.

She dismissed the guards around her before the battle began as her last act of stubbornness - the emperor also has to save face, okay? !

As soon as she started to move, Wen Junhuan's eyes lit up.

If nothing else, at least the movements are standard and look basic.

If Tang Li knew what he was thinking, she would definitely snort coldly: Of course it's standard, when she was the senior sister, this kid was still a little follower!

Unfortunately, standard movements do not mean a strong physique. Before an incense stick of time had passed, Tang Li's calves began to tremble.

When Empress Xian gave birth to her child, it was an extremely dangerous situation and almost resulted in two deaths.

Although the original body had no illness, his body was weaker than that of an average child, and he only learned martial arts for the sake of showing it when he was young.

Wen Junhuan frowned, obviously not expecting that such a perfect posture could not even last for an incense stick of time.

Seeing Tang Li's legs going weak and sliding down, he took three or two steps forward and held her arm firmly.

"I am offended."

Tang Li waved his hands weakly, not having the energy to talk to him.

She leaned part of her body weight onto Wen Junhuan, breathing slowly.

"Your Majesty, your body is too weak."

Wen Junhuan said seriously, "When I was five years old, I could do horse stance for longer than an incense stick."

Can you speak? Can you speak?!

The emperor, feeling that he was being implied, glared at him.

"Shut up."

Just saying things I don't like to hear.

"Oh."

Wen Junhuan shut his mouth obediently, but after a while he couldn't help asking.

"Then will you still practice? If not..."

"Practice! Why not practice!"

Tang Li slapped his arm and said with great passion.

"continue!"

And this time, it was over in less than an incense stick of time again.

Wen Junhuan's brain (Wen Junyan) was left in the mansion, and seeing how tired she was, he said subconsciously.

"Why not just forget it? Your physical strength is too poor."

Anyway, Your Majesty is Your Majesty, and he has a large number of people protecting him, so he doesn't need to know kung fu.

"Why are you talking so much?!"

Tang Li glared at him again, "Wait for me to rest before continuing!"

"Yes."

So Tangli spent two hours practicing loose horse stance on the first day of the attack opportunity, which he was looking forward to.

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Ahem, it is said that as a personal maid who grew up with the original body, baby Mochizuki knows too many secrets and is close to the royal family, so she thinks the throne is a burden that is forced onto the young master.

Well, she is the same as the eldest princess, she is a person who hates things~

Wangyue (with a worried look on her face): Alas, my little master could have been a carefree little princess, but it’s really too hard for her!