"Qing Huan, I have always wanted to ask you, I said that the "Shunyi Post" is the handwriting of the great king Zhao Zhao, the great king's name Changming layman, why are you so concerned about the king's calligraphy?"
Zhen Minggui asked.Last time, when Xue Qinghuan learned that Dong Qizhen wanted to help King Ping befriend Mr.
Shuangjue and was about to use "Shunyi Post" as a stepping stone, he showed unprecedented anger, and then there was a matter of them raising the number of prints in the bookstore."
You deliberately raised the number of copies to such a high level, didn't you?
You had long expected that Mr.
Shuangjue's "Lanling Fu" would eventually end up in the current situation, didn't you?
You just want to help the king vent, don't you?
”Zhen Minggui's three questions in a row made Xue Qinghuan feel big, but she didn't hide and deny it from Zhen Minggui: "Yes."
I did mean it.Those who harm others are harmed by others, and it is justified. ”"No, no, I didn't really want to ask that."
Zhen Minggui suddenly shook his hand: "I actually want to ask, why do you want to help the king?"
Do you know him?
What relationship?
”This made Xue Qinghuan asked, how should she answer so as not to damage the reputation of the great king?"
I ......
Gratitude. ”After thinking about it for a long time, Xue Qinghuan gave an answer."
Repay the favor?"
Zhen Minggui didn't understand."
Hmm.Gratitude. ”Xue Qinghuan firmed his gaze, feeling that this reason was very sufficient: "The Great King once saved me.Last time Concubine Niangniang's birthday, An Le Hou Mansion was invited to the palace, that day the fence of the Royal Beast Park was broken, I stumbled and fell off the lion garden, when I was in danger, it was the king who helped me and rescued me from the lion's mouth.Should I repay this great kindness?"
Well, it should, it should.The grace of saving lives is greater than heaven. ”Zhen Minggui nodded again and again when he heard this, and was directly persuaded by Xue Qinghuan.However, two days later, after Mr.
Du brought a handsome man in a summer coat into the Xuan Room and introduced his identity to the students in the Xuan Room, Zhen Minggui began to have a trace of suspicion about the reason Xue Qinghuan said.It is said that the dean personally invited him to teach writing classes for the students, not the kind of all-weather gentleman, but a specially invited gentleman who would only come to teach him once or twice when he was free, just like Mr.
Shuangjue, who occasionally came to teach the students calligraphy and painting in the Guozijian.This is not an unusual thing, every year the academy will invite some literary people to teach students, but it is extremely rare to invite someone from the royal family to be a gentleman.After Zhen Minggui listened to Mr.
Du's introduction, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Xue Qinghuan for the first time.I saw that Xue Qinghuan's eyes had already been attracted to the suddenly appeared king, and Zhen Minggui, who turned his head to ask, directly pushed her hand over, pushed her face forward, and then stared at the king's handsome and dusty face, Xue Qinghuan wondered: Why is the king here?
Xue Qinghuan was puzzled, and when the king's eyes glanced at her, Xue Qinghuan subconsciously lowered his head, opened a book in front of him, and then tried to keep his head as low as possible.After Mr.
Du introduced Zhao Zhao, he went to class in another Xuan room, Zhao Zhao wrote his name on the teaching board, the female students in the Xuan Room had never seen such a young and handsome gentleman, and there was that bold and asked directly: "Then in the future, will we call you Mr. or Wang?"
”As soon as these words came out, the girls in the room all nodded, as if they were very interested in the answer to the question.Zhao Zhao smiled faintly: "In the academy, it is natural to call Mr.I'm always clear, and you're free. ”"Yes, Mr.
Changming."
There was a rare uniform sound in the room."
It's summer now, isn't it hot for Mr.
Changming to wear so much?"
Some students asked curiously.While Zhao Zhao looked back and wrote on the teaching board, he replied casually: "My body is not good, and I can't stand the cold." ”After speaking, he stopped talking and wrote the words to be written in today's lesson on the workboard with his back to the students.The students in the room did not lose their enthusiasm because of the king's coldness, but whispered more urgently: "I heard that the king was poisoned. ”"What poison?
Wang Xiu, your father is a doctor, do you know the specifics?
”"I haven't heard my father mention it, I'll go back and ask."
The discussion in the Xuan room came and went, and Xue Qinghuan was full of anger for no reason, the king of her family was high, how could it become the talk of these people now, and he couldn't help but say: "You still can't go to class?"
Is it okay to respect Mr.
Dot?
”After saying this, those students were about to distinguish with Xue Qinghuan, Zhao Zhao, who was writing in front of the teaching board, turned around, raised his gaze, and glanced in the direction of Xue Qinghuan intentionally or unintentionally, and when he turned around, those students who still wanted to speak did not dare to speak anymore.Chapter 51 Although Zhao Zhao's handwriting class is not as much as Mr.
Du's, he writes very carefully and engagingly with every stroke.After class, there were many students around him to ask questions that usually appeared when writing, Zhao Zhao basically answered all the answers he could, Xue Qinghuan and Zhen Minggui lay on the railings around the Xuan room, looking at Zhao Zhao who was trapped in the corridor by many female students, Zhen Minggui said: "Qinghuan, I'm not dreaming."
This is the king, the son of the official family.How could he come and teach us how to write?
”Xue Qinghuan also wanted to know why, his eyes never left the long figure like a bamboo cultivator surrounded by female students, his expression was light, not very close, but very patient.After finishing the class, Mr.
Du passed by the corridor in front of the Baxuan room, saw Zhao Zhao surrounded by students, and asked Xue Qinghuan who was lying on the railing, "What did Mr.
Changming teach?"
Didn't they understand?
”Xue Qinghuan straightened up and said, "No, I understand everything." ”Mr.
Du glanced at Xue Qinghuan from top to bottom, and then looked at the dog crawler on her desk that she didn't have time to put away, and questioned: "You understand everything?"
Why don't I believe it?
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”"......"
Xue Qinghuan felt despised and hurt."
Poof."
Zhen Minggui understood the connotation of Mr.
Du and couldn't help but sneer."
Sir, I won't take you so harmful."
Xue Qinghuan said sadly."
If you don't want to be damaged, you have to work hard.It would be nice to write a little bit decently. ”Mr.
Du pointed to Xue Qinghuan's words and said: "Don't think that you can be lazy if you change gentlemen, I have already made a name for you in Mr.
Changming, and specially instructed him to keep an eye on you more." ”Xue Qinghuan smiled bitterly and sent him away, his eyes fell on Zhao Zhao who sent away one wave of female students and was surrounded by another wave of female students.After the last class in the afternoon, Xue Qinghuan was packing up her things, planning to go to the Chang Mansion to wait for the king for a while, and ask him why he suddenly came to Shangxian Courtyard, who would have thought that before the things were packed up, someone called her at the door of the Xuan Room: "Xue Qinghuan, Mr.
Changming asked you to go to the Lan Room, and your words don't seem to be written well." ”There are still some students in the room who are cleaning up their things, and they all laughed tacitly when they heard the words, Xue Qinghuan's words used to be the extreme embodiment of the negative teaching materials in Mr.
Du's mouth, as long as it is said that whoever is not good at the words, Mr.
Du said: I see that your words are about to be written similar to Xue Qinghuan.In terms of writing, the three words 'Xue Qinghuan' have the same effect as 'poor writing'.However, if it was Mr.
Du who called Xue Qinghuan to go to the Lan Room today, Xue Qinghuan might be very reluctant, but if the king called her, it would be another matter, after all, with her friendship with the king, the king would not punish her for writing so many words.Thinking of this, Xue Qinghuan's mood suddenly relaxed, and he packed his book bag and went to the orchid room.As soon as Xue Qinghuan entered the door, he saw the king sitting where Mr.
Du was sitting, she coughed dryly at the door and shouted, "Mr.
Changming, I'm here." ”Zhao Zhao didn't look back, just nodded: "Well, come in." ”Xue Qinghuan glanced left and right, made sure that there was no one around, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, threw the book bag to his feet, and then knelt down opposite Zhao Zhao's book case, and asked in a low voice, "Why did the king come here?"
”This question has been holding Xue Qinghuan for a whole day, and it is only at this time that he has the opportunity to ask it.Zhao Zhao was looking through the words written by the students: "I came to Mr.
Du and asked him to punish you with some words, and I happened to meet the dean, and the dean opened his mouth to invite, and I agreed." ”Xue Qinghuan was very surprised: "The king is here for me?"
That's great!
Then I won't have to be penalized for writing again. ”Zhao Zhao took out the words she wrote and put them in front of her: "I had this original intention before I came, and I felt that Mr.
Du was too strict with you, but after I came, I understood Mr.
Du a little." ”Xue Qinghuan's smile froze on his face: "You, what do you mean?"
”"It means that words still have to be punished."
After speaking, Zhao Zhao handed Xue Qinghuan a pen dipped in ink.Xue Qinghuan: ...... ** night, Xue Qinghuan and Xue Mao had dinner in Bian's yard, and the yard was smoked with anti-mosquito grass, but there were still many flying insects around the lantern.There are two ice basins in the house to keep the heat out and cool down.Although Bian's stomach is not very obvious, it can be seen that it is a little rounded, and his appetite is finally better, and he no longer eats or vomits.Xue Qinghuan frequently picked up vegetables and looked hungry, Xue Mao couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you, didn't you eat at noon?"
”Xue Qinghuan was eating in his mouth, so he shook his head, Xue Mao saw her like this, simply put down the dishes and chopsticks, and asked, "Listen to Changxi, why have you been left in class these days, and what kind of homework have you not done well?"
”Xue Mao is now very busy with reading every day, but occasionally asks Xue Qinghuan about his schoolwork."
No, no, it's all good."
Xue Qinghuan was sloppy.Xue Mao was not easy to deceive, and still stared at Xue Qinghuan, so that Xue Qinghuan had to face up to this problem, and said: "Just write, the writing is not very good, Mr. asked me to stay and write more." ”When he mentioned this, Xue Qinghuan wanted to cry without tears.In the past, when Mr.
Du was around, she could still play a little lazy, but now that the king is here, he is much more powerful than Mr.
Du staring at Xue Qinghuan, and Xue Qinghuan is in front of him, he doesn't dare to make a mistake, let him write as much as he wants, and write as much as he wants, a handful of bitter tears."
Your handwriting is really bad.Show me later. ”Xue Mao said.Xue Qinghuan almost choked and said, "Dad, it's enough for a gentleman to stare at me and write, so don't join in the fun."
I promise to write it well?
”"What do you call me to join in the fun, you ......"
Bian saw that the father and daughter seemed to be arguing, so he hurriedly made a round: "Okay, okay, Sister Huan has a plan in her heart, so you can say a few words." ”After speaking, he gave Xue Qinghuan some food and said, "Don't worry, in a few days, you should take a summer vacation."
I remember that Sister Jun has to take a summer break every summer, for a long time. ”Bian's words reminded Xue Qinghuan, and the whole person seemed to be in good spirits, yes, they have a summer vacation.Every year in August, when it is the hottest, everyone in the courtyard will escape the heat at home."
Well, it's a long one, forty days off.Hehe, I almost forgot about it. ”Xue Qinghuan said happily.Xue Mao picked up the dishes and chopsticks again and said, "It's okay, when you come back from summer vacation, I'll see how you want to get your words."
Dine. ”Xue Qing was overjoyed, and the abacus in her heart crackled, she had a lot of things to do in the forty-day summer vacation, and it was not certain that she would have time to write at that time.
**The weather in July is getting hotter and hotter, but this does not affect the enthusiasm of the entire Guozijian and Shangxian Temple, which is about to usher in the summer break.To say that in the summer, the female students are most disliked to attend the imperial horse class, not only to be tired of sweating, but also to endure the scorching sun.Xue Qinghuan is not afraid of the sun, but he doesn't like horseback riding.Her equestrian skills and her words can be called the two failures of her life.It can be said that she has no talent for writing well, but in terms of horseback riding, she knows martial arts, if she really wants to ride a good horse, she can practice a little more, for her, it is much easier than writing well, but Xue Qinghuan doesn't want to practice more, because she is scared of horses, on the way to exile, she had the experience of almost being trampled to death by a horse, and then although she was fine, but the psychological shadow fell, and from then on, when she saw a horse, she would think of the fear of being under the horse's hooves.There is a royal horse class in Shangxian Academy, Xue Qinghuan is in a state of being able to ride every time, if you want to say that she can ride a horse and gallop, she will never be able to do these tricks of turning over immediately, but fortunately, there are many women who are not good at riding horses, so Xue Qinghuan is mixed in among them, and it does not seem too abrupt.Today there is a horse class, it happens to be a cloudy day, the girls changed into riding clothes and went to class in groups of three or five.Xue Qinghuan is with Zhen Minggui and Lin Qingya, among the three of them, Zhen Minggui has the best riding skills, followed by Lin Qingya.Generally, the imperial horse class is attended by several people in the Xuan room, Xue Qinghuan saw Xue Xianjun who was glancing at her coldly in the crowd of people in the other phalanx, Xue Qinghuan smiled insincerely at her, so he withdrew his gaze and stood with his classmates in the Xuan room."
Qingya, Qinghuan, do you think there are a lot of people who come to the Royal Horse Class today.There are at least a dozen or twenty more people than usual. ”Zhen Minggui asked in wonder.Xue Qinghuan looked around and found that the number of people was indeed more than usual, Lin Qingya said, "I think too."
It's so strange, in the past, those sixth-order senior sisters didn't all hurt here, and they hurt there. ”Girls are afraid of taking the royal horse class, so many people will find various reasons to ask for leave this day and not come, what's wrong today?
As soon as they thought about it, they saw a person on the other side of the grassland coming on horseback, and on the back of the horse was not Mr.
Wu, who usually taught them, but a young man who was handsome and heroic.I saw Ruan Van Ji wearing riding clothes, turning two tricks from the horse, showing his outstanding royal horse surgery, before riding the horse to the students who were preparing for class, turning over and down, waiting for the students to consciously line up."
Hello everyone.My surname is Ruan, Mr.
Wu has something to do today, and I will teach you a lesson. ”Nguyen Van Ji loudly introduced his intentions today.Most of the female students present were from the official residence of the minister, and they were no strangers to Ruan Van Ji's origins.It's just that I didn't expect that Grandpa Ruan, who had only taught wrestling martial arts in Guozijian, would come over and teach them horseback riding, which had never happened before."
No wonder there are so many people in the Imperial Horse Class today, it turns out that the senior sisters already knew that today's class was taught by Grandpa Ruan."
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Zhen Minggui whispered in Xue Qinghuan's ear.Xue Qinghuan bumped into her, meaning that it was good for her to know and not say much.The general class process of the imperial horse class is very simple, that is, let the students ride on the horse and walk around, and the women do not need to go into battle, the general academy does not have the imperial horse class and archery class at all, and the Shangxian Academy pays attention to comprehensive balance, so every month there will be so many horseback riding and archery classes, but it is only a requirement to be, and it does not require much refinement.Xue Qinghuan rode poorly, so he usually consciously ranked last, that is, when class was about to end, and today was no exception, Xue Qinghuan, who was last in line, climbed on the back of the horse with difficulty, carefully walked around the horse's belly, and then carefully turned over and dismounted, saluted Mr. , and was about to return to the team, but Mr.
Ruan, who was substitute for today, suddenly shouted to her: "Everyone else is okay, let's get out of class."
Xue Qinghuan stayed and rode again. ”The author has something to say: Something suddenly happened yesterday, and this chapter should be made up for yesterday, and it will be more at about ten o'clock tonight.Chapter 52 Xue Qinghuan, who had already removed the strap on one wrist, was stunned when he was about to leave with everyone, this guy will not declare a personal vendetta.And during the whole class, Xue Xianjun, who didn't take her eyes off Ruan Wenji, seemed to have an idea, and stepped forward and said to Ruan Wenji: "Mr.
Ruan, I don't think I'm riding very well, otherwise I'll stay and practice again." ”Ruan Wenji glanced at her and replied seriously: "I think you ride very well." ”Xue Xianjun: ......
When leaving, he glared at Xue Qinghuan angrily, which made Xue Qinghuan very wronged, she was really good and was bullied, and it was not her who refused, Xue Xianjun stared at her so unreasonably.After the students left, Xue Qinghuan came to Ruan Wenji, who was feeding the horses hay, also picked up a handful of hay, fed it with Ruan Wenji, and said, "What do you want to tell me?"
”Ruan Wenji raised his eyebrows: "What do you say?"
You really don't ride well, do you think I'm talking nonsense?
”Xue Qinghuan sneered: "It's not a day or two that my horse is not riding well, Mr.
Wu has never left my class, you are too dedicated as a substitute teacher."
Something straight to say. ”The grass in Ruan Wenji's hand was eaten by the horse, and he looked at Xue Qinghuan who was feeding the horse with both hands on his chest, and said, "You are right, I am a dedicated person."
Since I teach you to ride a horse, then you are my students, and I can't tolerate a gentleman like me who sits on a horse and watches the scenery and fish in troubled waters. ”Xue Qinghuan: ......
"Get on the horse." ”Nguyen Van Ji patted the saddle.Xue Qinghuan sighed, had to go over, stepped on one foot on the stirrup, and was just about to turn over, when he heard Ruan Wenji say: "Use a little force on your legs, your back legs are straight, and you can go up as soon as you flip over, don't hesitate." ”According to his method, Xue Qinghuan did it again, climbed on the horse's back, and just as he was about to clamp the horse's belly, he heard Ruan Wenji say: "Come down, climb again."
You don't have a lot of horseback skills, and you can't remember it at all. ”Xue Qinghuan sat on horseback, pulled the reins, and asked Ruan Wenji directly: "What do you want to do?"
”One person will not toss and tease another person for no reason, there must be some reason behind it.This time, Ruan Wenji did not deny it, but suddenly raised his foot and kicked away the stirrup that Xue Qinghuan was stepping on, so that Xue Qinghuan's foot was not strong, and he swayed beside the horse's belly, and his body seemed to fall to the side, so frightened that Xue Qinghuan hurriedly hugged the horse's neck, causing the horse to neigh."
Ruan Wenji, what are you doing?"
Xue Qinghuan asked angrily.And Ruan Wenji, who was under the horse, looked at her who was slightly frightened for a long time, and asked, "Were you the one who attacked King Ping outside the Anle Hou Mansion that day?"
”After sparing such a big circle, this is what I want to ask in the end.Xue Qinghuan knew that he wouldn't be so boring, so he left himself behind and tricked her into questioning her until later."
What attack is not attacked?
Do you have any evidence for what you said?
”Xue Qinghuan didn't admit it.Ruan Wenji spread his hands: "If I have evidence, I still need to talk so much nonsense with you?"
”Xue Qinghuan sneered: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence." ”After finishing speaking, Xue Qinghuan wanted to borrow another horse that was still stepping on the stirrup, but as soon as his body moved, Ruan Wenji reached out and patted the horse's leg twice, and the horse carrying Xue Qinghuan walked forward, so frightened that Xue Qinghuan hugged the horse's neck tightly again and didn't dare to move."
Ruan Wenji, don't you think you're too despicable?"
Xue Qinghuan was extremely angry."
I just want you to tell me the truth.I'm a very serious person, and I like to ask questions about things, and you just have to answer me. ”Ruan Wenji looked at Xue Qinghuan holding the horse's neck with his eyes closed, his little face was a little pale, and it seemed that he was really scared.There was an inexplicable tremor in my heart, and I actually felt a little distressed.Xue Qinghuan closed his eyes and frowned: "Are you stupid for me?"
I'll tell you that it's me here, and you can sue King Ping over there, but it's not me who is unlucky in the end. ”Ruan Wenji smiled: "Although it is not a direct answer to my question, but what you say can also make me sure."
Don't worry, I won't tell King Ping, it's just that I want to find out the truth. ”"The devil believes in you.You have the ability to keep me on the horse for the rest of my life, and when I go down, you walk for me......"
Xue Qinghuan closed her eyes and said cruel words on the back of the horse, but suddenly felt that the empty foot was being held up, she opened her eyes slightly, and saw Ruan Wenji kneeling on the ground on one knee, supporting one of her feet, and gently stuffing her foot back into the stirrups.Both feet were focused, Xue Qinghuan's body finally didn't move to the side, and he didn't have to hug the horse's neck to protect himself, and slowly raised his body.Ruan Wenji got up and smiled at her: "When you come down, do you want me to walk and see?"
”Xue Qinghuan was just about to nod, when he saw Ruan Wenji suddenly slap his palm on the horse's leg, which was different from just patting the horse's leg and just letting the horse take two steps forward.The wind in Xue Qinghuan's ears was mixed with Ruan Wenji's very unbeatable words: "I'm waiting for you." ”If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get off the horse, Xue Qinghuan really wanted to go over and smoke the soles of his shoes now.Finally waited for the horse to run around and ran to him, Xue Qinghuan pointed at him and scolded: "Ruan Wenji, you villain, don't let me come down, I have to give you a good look......"
"Okay, I'll wait!"
Haha, let's go. ”Ruan Wenji stepped forward again and slapped the horse's buttocks hard, sending Xue Qinghuan away quickly from his eyes, and Xue Qinghuan's shouting and scolding were heard from time to time on the empty grassland, mixed with the wind whirling.Ruan Wenji has always been a model for the children of the family since he was sensible, and the women he saw were all well-informed ladies, and he had never seen such an interesting woman as Xue Qinghuan, and unconsciously, his eyes were involuntarily attracted by her."
I've been looking for her for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be with you in the pasture."
A cold voice sounded behind Ruan Wenji, and when Ruan Wenji looked back, he saw Zhao Zhao wearing a cloak.Ruan Wenji hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Why is the Great King here?"
”Zhao Zhao pointed to Xue Qinghuan, who was jolting on horseback: "She still has five words left to write today, I'll look for her." ”Ruan Wenji knew that Zhao Zhao was now working as a part-time writer in Shangxian Academy, and when he heard this, he asked: "I didn't expect the king to be so attentive to her, can't she write for a day?"
”Zhao Zhao wrapped his cloak and said, "No."
If you haven't read her handwriting, you can't practice it for a day. ”Ruan Wenji seemed to hear something, and said with a smile: "Then it's a coincidence today, she can't ride a horse, I'm letting her practice." ”"I don't think she's very willing to train with you."
Zhao Zhao said."
What she is not good at, she is naturally reluctant to practice, is she willing to practice calligraphy with the king?
I don't think so. ”Nguyen Van Ji said.Zhao Zhao raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ruan Wenji, looked at each other, as if there was a lightning spark, Ruan Wenji said again: "I met her twice before, and when I wanted to talk to her, I met the king by chance, I just thought it was an accident at that time, but today I suddenly figured it out." ”"Understand what?"
Zhao Zhao asked coldly, without the slightest look of surprise on his face.Ruan Wenji's eyes turned to Xue Qinghuan, who was getting closer and closer, and no longer sold to Zhao Zhao: "I guess the king and her should be old acquaintances."
It's just that your identities are very different, and I didn't think about it in any way at first.Am I right?
”Xue Qinghuan had already begun to rein in the reins of the horse, and he also saw Zhao Zhao who was standing beside Ruan Wenji, and wanted to stop the horse quickly.After staring at her face for a while, Zhao Zhao suddenly smiled and said, "Yes."
I've known her for a long time, you guessed it. ”"The Great King will admit it?"
Ruan Wenji said: "I have confirmed to her that she was the one who attacked King Ping outside the gate of An Le Hou's Mansion before, and I couldn't think of the reason why she attacked King Ping, but since she is an old acquaintance with the king, is the reason why she attacked King Ping, was it at the behest of the king?"
”Ruan Wenji's face was determined, as if he had revealed some incredible secret, expecting that the crime of attacking King Ping should make Zhao Zhao retreat a little, but he didn't expect that-"You're right, I instructed you." ”Zhao Zhao said in a normal tone, as if what he casually admitted was just a trivial matter such as not giving money for dinner, rather than something that would cause an uproar such as attacking the prince of the dynasty."
Does the Great King know what he's talking about?"
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Nguyen Van Ji found it incredulous.I saw Zhao Zhao nodding briskly: "Naturally I know."
Go and talk to King Ping or Your Majesty, and I'll admit it. ”Under such an indifferent confession, Ruan Wenji, who originally wanted to take Zhao Zhao into the army, had no choice but to find that he seemed to be being generalized.Xue Qinghuan finally stopped the horse, rolled off the horse's back out of breath, and when he came to Ruan Wenji's side, he kicked him mercilessly, and Ruan Wenji, who was kicked, hugged his legs and was shocked, glaring at Xue Qinghuan, Xue Qinghuan saw this, and hurriedly ran to Zhao Zhao's side, looking for a safer position for himself.Ruan Wenji looked at the two people standing side by side and suddenly smiled.Xue Qinghuan asked Zhao Zhao: "Big, uh, why is Mr.
Changming here?"
”Outside, she still has to keep a certain distance from the king, Xue Qinghuan thought to herself.How did she know that in front of Ruan Wenji, there was no distance between her and the king of her family.Zhao Zhao stretched out his hand and put a messy hairpin in front of Xue Qinghuan's forehead behind his ear, and did not shy away from Ruan Wenji on the side at all, and said: "I was waiting for you to write in the Lan Room, but I couldn't wait, and I asked around to find out that you were left in the grassland."
Let's go, I haven't written the five words for today. ”When Xue Qinghuan heard that she was going to write, her originally bright smile stiffened slightly, and Ruan Wenji saw it and said, "Great King, I am also her husband today, and her horseback riding class has not yet been completed, how can I write with you?"
Let's stay and ride. ”Xue Qinghuan heard that he was going to ride a horse, but his face still didn't get better."
Horseback riding is not in a hurry.Will come from Mr.
Youwu to teach her, don't bother you. ”Zhao Zhao said.Ruan Wenji was not to be outdone: "Then according to this, there is no rush to write, and it will come from Mr.
Du to teach her." ”Xue Qinghuan finally sensed that something was wrong between the two, wiped the sweat on his forehead that was about to be dried by the wind, and turned his gaze between the two.Suddenly, I heard Ruan Wenji say: "Otherwise, ask her yourself, see if she wants to write, or if she wants to stay and ride a horse, this is always okay, right?"
”Xue Qinghuan was shocked, she didn't expect Ruan Wenji to throw the problem on her, can she say that she doesn't want to write or ride a horse?
The author has something to say: this is yesterday's chapter.Chapter 53: Don't want either.Xue Qinghuan thought like this in his heart, but he couldn't say it like this in his mouth, and when he was thinking about how to answer, Zhao Zhao spoke: "You don't need her to choose."
I'm not talking to you, it's that she has to come with me. ”After finishing speaking, Zhao Zhao ignored Ruan Wenji's reaction, turned his head to Xue Qinghuan and said, "Let's go."
It's too windy here. ”Xue Qinghuan then remembered that the king couldn't blow the wind, regretted letting him stand in the wind for so long, and hurriedly walked behind him, when he passed Ruan Wenji's side, Xue Qinghuan gave him a farewell salute, but before she took two steps, she heard Ruan Wenji behind her shout to her: "Xue Qinghuan." ”Turning around, I looked at him puzzled.Ruan Van Ji stood on the vast meadow, the wind blowing from behind him, blowing his robe and hair, only to hear his voice drift in the direction of the wind: "I like you very much." ”After speaking, Ruan Wenji smiled at Xue Qinghuan and left quickly, the wind on the grassland hit, and Xue Qinghuan shivered, and when he wanted to turn around and shout Ruan Wenji, he had already walked to the end of the corridor.Xue Qinghuan subconsciously glanced to the side, and saw that the king was frowning and staring at Ruan Wenji's back, not knowing what he was thinking.Sensing Xue Qinghuan's gaze, Zhao Zhao turned his eyes, and the moment the four eyes met, Xue Qinghuan's heart was shocked, and he didn't know why he suddenly avoided it in a panic, and sloppy eyes: "What's that......
He......
He ......, "Xue Qinghuan 'he' hasn't come out for a long time.Zhao Zhao was calmer than her, and withdrew his gaze on Ruan Wenji's back: "Let's go." ”Xue Qinghuan didn't dare to have any objections, and obediently followed Zhao Zhao out of the grassland and returned to the orchid room.It's rare that Zhao Zhao didn't urge him today, and after Xue Qinghuan sat down, he took the initiative to lay out the paper and write, and he didn't dare to say a word of nonsense.In the orchid room, the ice basin was placed next to Xue Qinghuan and quietly melted, and the surroundings were quiet, Xue Qinghuan buried herself in writing, and there was never a time when she wished that she could indulge in writing and couldn't extricate herself."
What do you think of what Ruan Wenji said?"
A cold and hoarse voice sounded in the orchid room, although Xue Qinghuan had been prepared, but when he really heard it, he couldn't help but write a cross-hair, Xue Qinghuan thought for a while before daring to turn back, pretending to be stupid and said, "What did the king say?"
”Zhao Zhao didn't repeat, but put down the scroll in his hand, got up from behind his desk, and slowly walked to Xue Qinghuan's side, his eyes glanced at the stroke she had crossed: "Are you upset?"
”"What?"
Xue Qinghuan really didn't understand this time: "What's the mess?"
”Zhao Zhao squatted down: "I said, you heard Ruan Wenji say that he liked you, and his heart was in turmoil, right?"
”Xue Qinghuan saw Zhao Zhao's serious expression, and didn't know how to answer for a while, only to hear Zhao Zhao ask again: "Do you like him?"
”"I don't like him!"
Her heart was not in turmoil, Xue Qinghuan didn't know, but she knew very well that she didn't like Ruan Wenji, if it weren't for the words that he suddenly went crazy today, Xue Qinghuan even felt that Ruan Wenji hated her.Thinking of this, Xue Qinghuan suddenly had a guess in his mind, and said: "King, I think Ruan Wenji said this on purpose, before you came, he still asked me about King Ping being attacked in front of the Anle Hou Mansion, and he kept doubting me.Why do you suddenly say you like me?
”"The human heart is sometimes complicated, and liking someone may be something that happens in an instant.I don't care how he feels, whether he likes it or hates it, I just want to know what your attitude is towards him. ”Zhao Zhao stared at Xue Qinghuan like electricity, making Xue Qinghuan unreasonable, and replied seriously: "My attitude towards him is what I said, I definitely don't like him." ”Zhao Zhao received Xue Qinghuan's affirmative answer, and his solemn expression eased slightly: "It's okay if you don't like it." ”"The King."
Xue Qinghuan shouted at him: "What do you want to say?"
”Zhao Zhao lowered his head and took Xue Qinghuan's hand, his eyes reflected Xue Qinghuan's appearance, Zhao Zhao said: "Do you remember what I said to you in the post station in the winter of Yongjian year?"
”Forever built for a year......
A picture flashed in Xue Qinghuan's mind, there was a stove in the simple room of the post station, the king had a cold poison attack, and after drinking, he held her in his arms to keep warm, and said something in her ear: