Yueyao stood under the Apricot Blossom, practicing her punches, just as bursts of wind swept by, causing the tree to sway. Red, white, and pink blossoms fell from the tree, landing on Yueyao, some fluttering in the air.
Luo Mingzhu clicked her tongue in wonder, "I've watched my brother practice martial arts before, and always found it quite rough. I never imagined it could look so beautiful."
The maid laughed, "Indeed, it is beautiful." Normally, seeing a lady throwing punches would be considered very crude, at least from what she knew, ladies who practiced martial arts were deemed rough, but on Yueyao, it seemed extremely gentle and beautiful. The maid somewhat believed what Yueyao said that learning martial arts wouldn't prevent her from being a lady.
After finishing, Yueyao, covered in sweat, took the towel from Xi Juan and wiped herself down, then approached Luo Mingzhu and asked, "Miss Luo, do you think it was alright?"
