After returning from Na Sheng's Leopard Tail Hall, Ye Chuyan spent almost all of his time practicing boxing except for meals and sleep.
Na Sheng would come over for a while every day and occasionally give some advice. He liked Ye Chuyan's hard work very much.
Claiming that this is how you behave like a queen.
He also sent people to deliver countless gold, silver, jewelry and precious medicinal materials every day, so that the entire Fengyi Palace was full.
Dong'er had to set aside a special side hall to store these rewards.
The entire harem seemed to have experienced an earthquake.
The concubines were envious and pleased.
She was envious and jealous that the future queen would be the emperor's exclusive favor.
I am glad that the future queen is not a cruel person. She never calls her concubines to lecture her, nor does she embarrass any palace slaves.
If this continues, the queen can serve the emperor well without affecting other concubines, and life in the harem will not be so scary.
Ye Chuyan's body had no foundation, and he could only get better by practicing hard and adding various expensive pills given by Na Sheng.
However, no matter how hard you practice, you cannot win against a master.
It can only make walking, running and jumping more vigorous and agile.
The end of September is approaching in the blink of an eye, and there is still half a month left before the Lantern Festival.
Today, Na Sheng came to Fengyi Palace early in the morning.
During this period, Ye Chuyan's attitude towards him became much better. He couldn't say that he liked him, but he would always smile at him.
He was not surprised, he just felt that everything was under his control.
Ye Chuyan smiled sweetly when she saw Na Sheng coming over.
"Your Majesty, it's an unlucky time for you to come. I was just about to learn how to ride a horse."
Her body is now strong enough to handle riding a horse, and she must quickly become familiar with the feeling of galloping horses.
When Na Sheng saw Ye Chuyan wearing a red riding suit and looking heroic, she felt very happy for a moment.
"I will accompany you after I change my clothes!"
"good."
Ye Chuyan did not refuse, and Na Sheng's reaction was within her expectations.
During this period of time, although Na Sheng was not as wary of himself as before, he never let down his guard against himself.
Both of them understand each other's thoughts, but they can't tell them clearly.
Na Sheng knew that Ye Chuyan's crazy practice and sudden enthusiasm were just to escape quickly before the official seal.
Ye Chuyan also knew that Na Sheng rewarded him with countless gold and silver jewels every day just to make him sink into it and not have the intention to escape.
Both of them are waiting for the showdown moment to see who is the ultimate winner.
Once the Lantern Festival is over, everything is a foregone conclusion, and Ye Chuyan has no chance to escape.
From then on, she was Queen Beirong in life and death.
When the palace slaves changed Na Sheng's clothes, Ye Chuyan couldn't help laughing.
Na Sheng also changed into a fiery red riding outfit.
She was inexplicably reminded of the picture of the King of Hell in the book, wearing a blood-red Yama suit and being in a sea of flowers and fire. The shock it brought to people was exactly the same as the feeling Na Sheng felt wearing red clothes now.
In the past, when she looked at Na Sheng's double eyes, she felt strange and frightened.
Now, she was able to look at Na Sheng calmly and accept all his outfits and appearances.
Seeing Ye Chuyan smiling as cunningly as a fox, Na Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
Just a moment made him feel incredible.
His heart never skipped a beat for anything.
He did not think deeply about this matter and took Ye Chuyan to the Royal Horse Garden where he had been last time.
When the palace slaves saw Na Sheng, they knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads.
The emperor beat the white horse to death in front of everyone, everyone still remembers it fresh.
In Na Sheng's royal stable, a brown horse stood quietly.
When the horse saw Na Sheng approaching, it suddenly raised its front hooves and neighed, snorting loudly at Na Sheng, its eyes full of anger.
Looking at Na Sheng, he looked like a natural enemy.
It was obviously a fierce horse that had not yet been tamed by Na Sheng.
Ye Chuyan turned to look at Na Sheng with doubts in his eyes.
A palace slave bent down and handed over a red cowhide riding whip. Na Sheng raised his eyes and signaled the palace slave to give the riding whip to Ye Chuyan.
"Go ahead and tame this fierce horse. You will fall in love with the feeling of taming everything just like me."
Ye Chuyan couldn't laugh or cry.
Na Sheng really never misses any opportunity to assimilate himself.
She did not take the riding crop.
Instead he sneered.
"Your Majesty, there are many ways to train a horse, and violence is not the only way."
"No matter what happens for a while, don't take action."
After saying that, Ye Chuyan walked over slowly.
Her second brother Ye Chuyuan is the best at training horses. She learned the art of horse training from Ye Chuyuan when she was about ten years old.
The horse stared at Ye Chuyan warily and kept pawing with its front hooves.
Judging from his posture, if it weren't for the reins, he would immediately jump up and kick Ye Chuyan to death.
Ye Chuyan was getting closer and closer to the brown horse, and the palace slaves kneeling on the ground felt their hearts almost burst out of their chests.
If the future queen is injured by this fierce horse, the emperor will definitely kill them.
Na Sheng stood still, watching Ye Chuyan's actions with a half-smile.
Ye Chuyan walked up to the horse. The horse was about to touch Ye Chuyan with its head. Ye Chuyan quickly reached out and untied the reins tied to the stone pillar.
The horse immediately raised its front hooves, preparing to hit Ye Chuyan. Ye Chuyan dodged and jumped onto the horse's back.
The brown horse refused to obey, jumped out of the stable, and ran wildly on the racecourse, as fast as lightning, determined to get rid of Ye Chuyan.
Ye Chuyan had no internal strength, so he could only rely on the skills he had developed over the past few days to hug the horse's neck tightly to prevent himself from falling off.
The palace slaves couldn't help but be shocked, "The Queen!"
When Na Sheng was about to take action, Ye Chuyan put her arms around the horse's neck and shouted loudly: "Don't move, give me a stick of incense."
She hugged the horse's neck tightly and refused to let go. She leaned over and whispered in the horse's ear.
Na Sheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Chuyan with interest, following her figure closely.
After half a stick of incense, the horse slowly stopped running wildly, lowered its head and snorted, its eyes became gentle, and it started running slowly carrying Ye Chuyan.
Ye Chuyan gently touched the brown horse's long mane and said in a gentle tone, "Well done, I knew you were a good horse."
The palace slaves present were shocked.
Horse training in Beirong has always relied on whipping until the horse yields.
Some fierce horses would rather die than surrender, and there were not a few who were beaten to death alive.
They had never seen Ye Chuyan train a horse like this, without pulling the reins or using a whip, just hugging the horse's neck and whispering.
It took the emperor as long as one stick of incense to train a horse, but the future queen only took half a stick of incense.
A woman who can be a queen should not be underestimated.
The method of taming horses is even better than that of the emperor.
Ye Chuyan rode his horse slowly to Na Sheng, sat on the horse, and looked down at Na Sheng who was standing with his hands behind his back.
"Your Majesty, would you like to give this horse to me?"
A smile appeared on Na Sheng's lips.
"Ajin, the fierce horse you tamed will naturally belong to you."
Ye Chuyan cast a grateful look, then leaned over and said a few words in the horse's ear in a very low voice. After speaking, the brown horse gave Na Sheng a fierce look.
Everyone was shocked.
The queen's horse was disrespectful to the emperor and should be punished!
Na Sheng suddenly laughed.
This was the first time in his life that he was glared at by a tamed horse.
He jumped on the horse in the air and sat firmly behind Ye Chuyan. The horse immediately neighed wildly and ran, trying to knock Na Sheng off.
Na Sheng put his hands on both sides of Ye Chuyan's slender waist, grabbed the reins, and gave it a hard squeeze.
The brown horse was strangled and suddenly let out a loud cry of pain.
Ye Chuyan exclaimed, "This is my horse, what are you doing?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the reins from Na Sheng's hand.
She was no match for Na Sheng, and she couldn't get it despite several attempts.
The brown horse was still running wildly. Na Sheng repeated this several times. The brown horse was choked and panting. It no longer had the strength to neigh. It seemed to accept its fate and slowed down in despair.
Na Sheng leaned against Ye Chuyan's ear and whispered: "This is also a fierce horse that I have tamed."
This statement is obviously a pun.
Ye Chuyan was too lazy to argue with Na Sheng.
He raised his eyes and looked at a high attic in the distance, pretending to be curious: "What is that attic used for? Why is it higher than your Leopard Tail Hall?"
Logically speaking, all the palaces in Beirong Palace should not be higher than the Leopard Tail Palace where Na Sheng handled government affairs.
But this attic stands high in the southeast corner of the palace, more than ten feet higher than the Leopard Tail Hall, with its head towering into the clouds.
Although Na Sheng allowed her to wander around the west part of the palace, she only walked around Fengyi Palace.
She didn't dare to explore too far away for fear that her intentions would be too obvious.
Na Sheng held Ye Chuyan's waist with one hand, grabbed the reins with the other, and said in a deep voice: "I will take you to see it."
After saying that, he pinched the horse's belly hard.
The horse ran wildly.
Ye Chuyan didn't pay attention to Na Sheng's movements, he was full of expectation.
She had noticed this attic for a long time and wanted to look for an opportunity to take a look.
If you can climb to the top floor, you will definitely be able to see the layout of the entire palace and Star City at a glance.
By the time I escape, I have a good idea.
The two men galloped wildly in the palace, and wherever they went, all the palace slaves fell to the ground.
Na Sheng took the opportunity to ask: "Ajin, how do you feel?"
Ye Chuyan said nothing.
Riding on a tall horse, running wildly in the palace, trampling all the rules and etiquette underfoot, this kind of thing was Na Sheng's favorite, not hers.
What she loves more is freedom, not being aloof.
Beirong Palace is huge. Looking at the attic in front of them, the two of them rode for half an hour to get there.
Arriving at the attic, Ye Chuyan was quite shocked.
This building is taller than what you see from a distance. People in front of the tall building are like little ants.
There is a golden plaque hanging in front of the attic with the words "Tower" written on it.
Na Sheng hugged Ye Chuyan and got off the horse, and ordered the guard at the door to open the door.
Ye Chuyan walked into the door and suddenly felt extremely small.
This building has eighteen floors, each floor is six feet high. The stairs are in a spiral shape, and the walls as far as the eye can see are all embedded with ten thousand Buddhas.
The sky full of gods and Buddhas makes people admire them involuntarily.
"This was built by Na Xiangsheng. Every first day of the Lunar New Year, he would climb up to this towering tower and talk to the sky. He wanted to understand God's will and become immortal."
When Na Sheng said this, his face was full of ridicule.
"He doesn't know that I am God's will. God's will is to kill him and crush him to ashes after his death."
Ye Chuyan was choked.
He turned to look at Na Sheng.
She knew that Xiang Tian was killed, but she didn't know that his bones were crushed after his death.
Kill his biological father, crush his bones and spread his ashes; kill his brother, make meat cakes and feed them to his ministers.
Everything he did was not to avenge his mother and concubine, but to ascend to the throne of God and control everything.
Afterwards, in front of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, he told the matter calmly and without any blush or guilt.
In this world, only Na Sheng can do such a crazy thing.
Before Ye Chuyan could recover, she was picked up by Na Sheng and climbed up the stairs step by step.
In just a moment, we reached the top level.
After he put Ye Chuyan down, he opened a window and motioned Ye Chuyan to come forward.
Ye Chuyan slowly walked to the window, his whole body filled with excitement.
In her life, she had never had the opportunity to stand at such a high place and look down at everything.
It was morning now, and the position she was standing was facing the sun, as if she could reach out and touch the scorching sun.
The entire palace has become a small box, and the palace slaves are like little ants in the box, walking back and forth in the box regularly.
Ye Chuyan raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He could clearly see that Star City was divided into east and west halves by a green river. Both sides of the river flowed into the moat surrounding the city wall.
All the main streets in Star City are horizontal and vertical lines.
The palace is on the east side of the river. There are various mansions and buildings of various styles surrounding the palace, and the streets are bustling with people.
The buildings on the west side of the river are obviously much lower and simpler than those on the east side, and there are far fewer pedestrians.
These pedestrians were like small black dots, moving slowly on the ground.
The horse walking on the street is only slightly larger than the black dot.
"Ajin, this is what it feels like to look down at everything."
