The scorching sun hung high, and a sparrow perched on a tree at Yi Fen Palace, singing a cheerful song.
Underneath the tree, a group of women dressed in maid outfits were practicing martial arts.
But for the convenience of training, they had torn their skirts and tied them around their legs, making them almost like pants.
As they practiced, they recited poetry, the only line they knew, "As life and death are apart, let's make a vow. Hand in hand, we grow old together!"
According to those involved, they felt that practicing martial arts in this way made them more powerful, reciting a line and then throwing a punch, and repeating the process.
Each punch was backed by the force of poetry, and to the female secret guards, this was nothing short of romantic.
They left Shen Jingxian next door drooling with envy.
She wanted to practice martial arts too.
