Tong Qing'e opened her eyes and found herself sleeping on the big bed. A layer of dresses outside were neatly placed beside the pillow. She turned her head and saw the emperor sitting on the chair, looking tired after waking up.

She hurriedly got up, put on her dress to serve the emperor, her mind was in a daze, and she could not remember what happened last night. While there was still some time, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Have you slept well last night?"

"It's okay." Han Ruzi yawned.

"His Majesty……"

Han Ruzi looked calm, "I don't want to mention what happened last night, I hope you can forget it."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will forget..." Tong Qing'e's mind was still confused, not knowing what she should forget.

Han Ruzi was accustomed to the mysterious. Last night, he moved Tong Qing'e to the big bed and sat on his own chair. After practicing for a while, he fell asleep soon after. He breathed normally after waking up. I don't know if that little practice is useful.

Tong Qing'e opened the door and called other eunuchs and palace maids. From then on, she could no longer talk to the emperor at will.

Han Ruzi observed with his light and saw an old eunuch who had never seen before. Everyone was holding a washing item. Only he held a pen in one hand and a thin book in the other, as if he wanted to record something. Tong Qing'e shook her head hesitantly at him. The old eunuch turned around and left without saying a word.

Han Ruzi didn't know that this person was a eunuch who specialized in recording the emperor's daily life, but he guessed one thing: his mysterious behavior did not work. Tong Qing'e could remember what happened last night, and tonight she would try every means to teach the way of husband and wife.

This has become a major problem facing Han Ruzi, and it is more urgent than other things.

The morning class was for another old man, which made people sleepy. These days, the two eunuchs have also been lazy. They have no other things to do and quietly doze against the door frame. King Donghai fell asleep on the desk.

Han Ruzi knelt on the brocade mat and gently poked King Donghai with a book.

King Donghai sat up suddenly, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at the emperor angrily.

"How did you sleep last night?" Han Ruzi asked in a very low voice.

The old man opposite closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, and vaguely spit out ancient Chinese verses. No matter the sound of the wind outside the window, the snoring in the room, or the boy's speech, it could not affect him.

"Just sleep... just like usual, I just get up too early and feel a little sleepy. Why do you want to complain? Who can listen to this kind of class?" Donghai King's voice rose and immediately lowered.

"No, I mean who served you in the room last night?"

"A palace maid, how could I know who it is?" Donghai King asked about his name, but he had long forgotten it completely.

"Zhao Jinfeng." Han Ruzi still remembers it.

"Yes, what do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, it's just boring." Han Ruzi changed her mind and asked King Donghai for help was definitely not a good idea, as it might cause more trouble.

Donghai King was full of confusion and soon fell asleep again.

There was nothing new in the Qinzheng Hall. The war was more complicated than the emperor had imagined before. The ministers said that it was all about recruiting civilians, transporting food and grass, building roads, and mobilizing horses. There were not many things that were really related to the war. According to their intentions, it would take at least half a month to prepare to fight against the Qi army. The same was true for Qi State. It was stationed troops east of Luoyang and was temporarily unable to move westward.

Therefore, Han Ruzi had plenty of time to practice the reverse breathing method quietly. Most of the time, except for a little stiff belly, he didn't feel anything.

In the afternoon, Han Ruzi proposed to learn Hundred Steps, which was unanimously agreed by the attendants. They were tired of Meng Che's long-term theories and occasionally sharp boxing techniques, and wanted to practice them, even very ordinary boxing techniques.

Meng Che had no reason to disagree, so he invited Mr. Piyuan's grandson Zhang Yanghao to practice boxing.

Zhang Yanghao's grandfather and father were both in the army of the Grand Tutor Cui Hong. They were injured when they were defeated outside Linzi City. No new news came in the past two days, and the whole family was worried. Zhang Yanghao was in a bad spirit and was half-hearted when he was boxing and made mistakes frequently.

Meng Che had to go on the battle himself. He was slow in boxing, and explained while practicing, "A hundred-step boxing is easy to learn but difficult to master. There are two ways to practice. One is used to fight, and what is needed is stability, accuracy and ruthlessness. The other is to strengthen the body and strengthen the body, and the four-body coordination and stretch the muscles and bones. You are born in a family, and you will learn classics when you learn martial arts. You are all enemies of thousands of people and enemies of thousands of people. Small techniques like boxing can be used to strengthen the body, and you don’t have to spend too much effort..."

That being said, most of the servants are young and are not interested in strengthening their bodies. After only a few moves, they look for each other to find opponents. You punch and I kick each other faster and faster, and finally they ignore the tricks.

Meng Che winked and walked among the crowd with his sister Meng E, preventing the attendants from fighting too fiercely, and not allowing anyone to be injured.

Han Ruzi remembered Meng E's words, so she chose to strengthen her body. Her movements were soothing and steady. She only learned fewer tricks. She only practiced three or five moves in the afternoon, and secretly ran the reverse breathing method. She found that this was actually very difficult, and her breathing and movements were always unable to coordinate.

There was no one around the emperor, only the King of Donghai stayed within ten steps. He was completely uninterested in boxing. He moved his legs and feet and began to observe the emperor. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty's boxing is really special. It's not like fighting or strengthening the body, but like..." After all, there were outsiders in the room. He lowered his voice and said, "It's like a turtle turning over."

Han Ruzi ignored him, and it was a good thing to do if it was difficult, at least it showed that Meng E didn't lie to him with nothing.

Meng E never approached the emperor.

Practicing boxing made Han Ruzi forget many worries, but when the sun finally sets, he still has to return to Cining Palace and prepare to accept the challenge tonight.

Although he was very hungry, Han Ruzi was absent-minded when he had supper. He quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks. While King Donghai was having dinner, there were many eunuchs and palace maids in the room, he said in a plain tone: "Zhang Youcai, come and serve me tonight."

Zhang Youcai is a twelve or thirteen-year-old eunuch. She is thin and short, with a clever face. When he heard the emperor speak, he immediately knelt down and said, "After the order."

Han Ruzi guessed that Tong Qing'e would not object in front of so many people.

He was right, Tong Qing'e stood aside honestly, without even raising her head, and the other person who spoke out was another person.

An old eunuch who Han Ruzi hadn't paid much attention to came out of the queue, first knelt down, then stood up and said, "Is Your Majesty dissatisfied with the palace maids who were serving in bed? The old slave changed it immediately."

"No, she's very good." The last thing Han Ruzi wants to see is that someone is punished for him. "I... I'm getting up more frequently these two days and need one more person to serve."

The old eunuch nodded, turned to the little eunuch, and said sternly: "Zhang Youcai, be careful!"

After Zhang Youcai stood up for a while, he immediately knelt on the ground again, "I have to serve Your Majesty with all my heart and dare not be careless."

The old eunuch was satisfied and returned to his original position. Han Ruzi breathed a sigh of relief. There was one more person in the bedroom, so Tong Qing'e should not teach the way of husband and wife anymore.

While eating, King Donghai looked at the emperor and seemed to see some clues. After a while, he was concentrating on chewing again. Although he didn't move much, he was so hungry.

When it was time to sleep, the old eunuch ordered someone to arrange a floor next to the warm-up chair. The young eunuch Zhang Youcai could only sleep here. Han Ruzi was very sorry, because of his order that Zhang Youcai could not sleep in the bed safely.

Zhang Youcai didn't care, but was very happy, even a little too excited, staring at the emperor's every move, holding his hands in front of him all the time, always wanting to go up and help, like a moving crutch.

Tong Qing'e honestly made the bed, served the emperor to change clothes, did not speak, and did not even have any eye contact, and returned to becoming an ordinary palace maid.

Han Ruzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

You must never give birth to a prince. This is his determination and bottom line. In terms of the plan, you cannot sleep with any palace maids.

After spending this night safely, Han Ruzi felt that he had won a victory and was in a good mood the next day. Even the old man was listening to the "Book of Changes" with relish.

However, in this secret battle, the emperor was on a complete defensive position, but the opponent could change his tactics at any time and launch another attack.

In the evening of that day, as soon as he returned to Cining Palace, Donghai King learned that he had moved out of the main room and wanted to live in a room in the east wing. He did not like to share the same room with the emperor, nor did he like to be driven away, but he did not dare to have a direct attack. He could only pick on the food, pick up the meat and not put it in his mouth, look at it for a few seconds and throw it on the ground, and immediately a palace maid came forward to clean up.

Han Ruzi felt that this was an ominous sign, but the little eunuch Zhang Youcai was still there, looking very happy and anxious, and regarded serving the emperor as an amazing achievement.

As night fell, everyone retreated. King Donghai reluctantly went to the room in the east wing. He hummed twice when he left, and the meaning was very obvious: he is the owner of the main room, and he will sooner or later take back the lost things.

Zhang Youcai and Tong Qing'e were busy separately, and there was a floor beside the chair. Han Ruzi was relieved. It seemed that his plan had taken effect and he could escape another disaster tonight.

He was too happy. Just when everything was packed and he could go to bed, an uninvited guest came. The eunuch Zuo Ji came uninvited again, and he didn't even knock on the door. He stood in the middle of the house and looked around. Zhang Youcai and Tong Qing'e immediately withdrew with tactfully.

"Are you okay? I'm going to rest." Han Ruzi hopes to scare him away with a little imperial authority that he had just obtained.

Zuo Ji just smiled, it was a casual and kind smile, and it was also full of fearlessness and disrespect. "Does Your Majesty have illness?"

"Hmm? I'm in good health."

"Why is Your Majesty so resistant to women?"

Zuo Ji asked too bluntly, and Han Ruzi blushed, "The rebellion of Guandong has not been quelled. I... am still young, how can I feel like this? Who sent you here?"

Zuo Ji smiled and shook his head, "Your Majesty's concern for the country and the people is admirable. You can leave the rebellion in Guandong to the ministers to deal with it. The empress dowager inside and outside the court will be in charge, and there will be no mistakes. It is Your Majesty's greatest responsibility to perform the rituals of husband and wife as soon as possible."

"I will consider it, but not tonight." Han Ruzi could drag it out, hoping to wait until Yang Feng comes back.

The smile on Zuo Ji's face disappeared, "It's just tonight, I can't wait any longer."
Chapter completed!