At this time, midsummer has passed and early autumn has begun. The sun is bright and there is still a bit of heat.

The lush branches and leaves obscured the hot sunlight.

Cheng Jinrong sat under the tree, holding a dessert box in his hand, and licorice was holding a pot of slightly warm herbal tea. Cheng Jinrong's eyes fell on the He Qi brothers and others, and he picked up a small piece of dessert from time to time and put it in his mouth. Occasionally, he sipped a sip of herbal tea.

That posture was so leisurely and comfortable.

He Silang held the long sword and fought hard to attack. He Qi stood there, blocking it with a scabbard, and his feet did not move. The difference between high and low is visible at a glance.

After more than twenty moves, He Silang finally peeked at a flaw and slashed straight at the long sword.

He Qi's eyes flashed, and he pulled the corner of his mouth with a smile. The long sword in his hand finally came out of the scabbard. A cold light flashed, and the long sword was as fast as a dragon. The two swords attacked, making a harsh sound.

Cheng Jinrong subconsciously held his breath, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes widened.

Seeing He Silang being slashed by this knife, he took a few steps back. There was no unnecessary expression on He Qijun's face, and a murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and a long sword shot straight at him.

He Silang completely turned into a disadvantage, struggled to resist, and was extremely embarrassed.

He Wulang and He Liulang stopped practicing boxing. The two brothers leaned shoulder to shoulder with each other and were inexplicably excited: "Look, look, the fourth brother is almost unable to hold on!"

"At most twenty moves, the fourth brother will throw his knife and surrender!"

"I think, the fourth brother can't even hold on to ten moves!"

"The third brother is so cruel..."

When the brothers were excited, their voices became louder and drifted into Cheng Jinrong's ears along the wind.

Still two children!

Cheng Jinrong looked at He Wulang, whose little face was red with excitement, and couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Goolang, Liulang, you come and sit and rest for a while."

He Wulang and He Liulang were about to respond, but He Qi took a break from his busy schedule and glanced at him.

The two brothers were all excited and immediately said, "San Sister-in-law, we have to continue practicing boxing, so we won't stop." Soon, his expression was solemn, his breath pressed against his Dantian, and he continued to punch.

Cheng Jinrong laughed in silence.

He Qi is really a fierce and famous person. All the young people are afraid of him like a tiger!

He Silang failed to hold on for ten moves, and the long sword in his hand was shot down and fell to the ground with a tingling sound. The long sword in He Qi held the sharp sword in his hand on He Silang's neck.

He Silang raised his hand to surrender with a bitter face: "Third brother, I admit defeat!"

He Qi glanced at He Silang, took back his long sword, and pointed out what He Silang had omitted just now. His attitude was gentle.

He Silang was so moved that he almost burst into tears. With his third sister-in-law on the side, his third brother was much gentler than before. In normal times, he would have to beat him up to a bruised face.

After giving advice to He Silang, He Qi called He Wulang and He Liulang over again, and asked the two young men to punch together: "You two punch together, use all their strength."

He Wuro was a little braver: "Third brother, we join forces. If you hit your face, you can't be angry."

It’s really a pity that he dares to think and say! He has three or five more arms and legs like him, which is a dish that comes to the third brother.

He Silang couldn't even listen, so he rolled his eyes and automatically flashed a little further.

Then, He Wulang and He Liulang were beaten to run around and scream.

The personal soldiers and guards in the martial arts field have long been used to it. If you want to practice martial arts well, you have to be serious. The fifth and sixth young masters are actually good people who practice martial arts. They are too naughty and too lazy. In the past few months in the prince’s mansion, the fifth and sixth young masters have made rapid progress!

Zi Su whispered: "My son-in-law is really merciless!"

Licorice also whispered: "Isn't it? The fifth and sixth sons were beaten down several times."

You can't rest even if you lie down, you have to get up and continue to "practice". It makes people feel distressed when you look at it.

Cheng Jinrong was not soft-hearted and smiled faintly: "Now you can only practice good skills after suffering more. He Qi is also so strict for their own good."

In the future, they would know He Qi's efforts.

...

The brothers kept practicing until the evening.

The wound medicine carefully prepared by Cheng Jinrong also has a place to be used. In order to express his gratitude, He Wulang and Liulang sincerely expressed his willingness to have dinner with his third sister-in-law.

Unfortunately, He Qi was not grateful at all, so he carried one in one hand and took them out.

Cheng Jinrong was very funny and gave He Qi a blank look: "Golang Liulang wants to stay for dinner, just let them stay."

He Qi was a little dissatisfied: "They were too blind. They didn't learn from their fourth brother, so they left after taking the medicine." After a pause, he sighed deliberately: "Arong, in three days, you will go back to the palace to pay. We will only have three days left for the wedding day together."

yes!

When she entered the palace, it would not be easy to go back to the house in the future. Even He Qi also went back to work as a service. Both of them were on duty in front of the emperor, and it was impossible to meet each other and eat and sleep together at all times.

This sweet and pleasant wedding day is like a stolen time.

Cheng Jinrong felt soft when he sighed, and leaned into He Qi's arms, stretched out his hand to caress He Qi's handsome face: "He Qi, if you marry me, will you regret it in the future?"

He Qi stretched his arms slightly and whispered in her ear: "Arong, being able to marry you is the greatest blessing in my life. No matter what happens in the future, we and my wife will face it together."

Couple, how do these two words sound so beautiful?

You are my husband and I am your wife. We support each other, advance and retreat together, live and die together.

Cheng Jinrong chuckled and hugged He Qi's neck: "He Qi, being able to marry you is my happiness in this life."

He Qi raised the corner of his mouth and hugged her tighter.

...

On the second day, Zhu Qijue and others took turns to rest.

Four friends gathered at the Duke of Pingguo's Mansion for granted.

Zhu Qijue's sweet mouth was first called "counseok". Cheng Jinrong responded with a smile.

Jiang Yao and the other two were slightly smaller than He Qi, so they changed their words and called "Sister-in-law".

He Qi looked at the four bad friends with some disgust: "You have a rare rest. If you don't stay at your own home, come to disturb us, will you feel uneasy in your conscience?"

The four of them answered in unison: "Of course not!"

He Qi: "..."

Cheng Jinrong burst out laughing: "Okay, you guys are talking here. I'll go to the kitchen and ask the chef to prepare a meal and some good wine."

After Cheng Jinrong left, everyone sighed enviously: "It's really different when they become a relative!"

"Look at He San's proud look! It's so exciting that people want to kick him!"

He Qi showed a dazzling smile, "How can you guys understand my happiness?"
Chapter completed!