"Agreed!" Gong Juese was particularly pleased to agree, and also very forthright. "I was just fretting about not having a fight, wanting to spar with Zhuzhu to limber up, and now I can spar with you!"
Meng Zhuqing: "..." And yet you say I’m your junior uncle... Look at how you always treat me...
An Jing looked at Meng Zhuqing sympathetically, but before she could speak, Gong Juese opened her mouth again, a skeptical look on her face: "But, are you... sure you want to spar with me? I feel like I could take you down in just a couple of moves. If that happens, it wouldn’t be much fun to fight."
An Jing couldn’t help but laugh, "You’re really underestimating me. Perhaps in the end, you won’t take me down, instead I might be the one to take you down."
"Hahaha..." Gong Juese laughed heartily, "Such a big talker, I’ve never lost a fight."
An Jing also laughed, "Neither have I, I’ve never lost a fight either."
Gong Juese was momentarily taken aback, then she burst into laughter and said, "In that case, let’s have a match. But we can’t do it today. I’ve promised my husband that I’ll be home for lunch, how about tomorrow? I’ll come over tomorrow and spar with you... Does that work for you?"
"Sure, come over tomorrow," An Jing had no preference on the day. "By the way, Se Se, I want to make it clear that when we spar, we need to stop at the first touch."
"Stop at the first touch, huh..." Gong Juese was visibly disappointed, "That takes the fun out of it..."
An Jing inwardly didn’t want to stop at the first touch either. She really wanted to have a proper, unreserved fight with someone. She hadn’t had a real fight since coming here, and back in the modern world she would often spar with her comrades. Truth be told, she really missed it.
"My husband is worried I might get hurt, so let’s stop at the first touch," An Jing said honestly. This was also her promise to her husband.
Gong Juese immediately looked envious, "Jingjing, Brother Changyi treats you so well. If my husband would be so good to me, I’d be willing to die on the spot."
Without waiting for An Jing to reply, Gong Juese cheerfully continued, "But it’s okay, even if my husband isn’t that good to me, I’ll be that good to him. My husband is so handsome, and his martial arts skills aren’t as good as mine. I should hold him up, spoil him, and coddle him."
An Jing: "..." I really think the roles between you and your husband should be swapped...
Gong Juese glanced at the sky and quickly walked toward her horse, saying, "Jingjing, if you want to stop at the first touch, we’ll stop at the first touch. I’ll come over again tomorrow. I need to go now; otherwise, I’ll definitely miss having lunch with my husband. I would be unhappy then."
As she finished speaking, Gong Juese had already mounted her horse. Then she rode away.
Gong Juese always did everything in a rush, and her departure was no exception. Watching her, An Jing found it amusing.
Thinking about the spar with Gong Juese the next day, the smile on An Jing’s lips grew even wider.
Finally, she was going to have a fight~
Seeing the barely concealed excitement in An Jing’s eyes, Xiao Changyi said nothing and showed no expression. He just took An Jing by the hand and went inside to find their four children.
The four children were playing in the courtyard. As soon as they saw Xiao Changyi and An Jing, they stopped playing with their toys and joyfully called out to their father and mother.
Even, the four children wanted to walk over to An Jing and Xiao Changyi.