To everyone's expectation, on the day Xie Ji recognized Gongzi Heng as his son, King Zhou did not attend.

Just because on the same day, the eldest princess Dai offered a weak beauty Gao at the palace banquet, this female Yunying purple skirt, Biqiong light silk, dancing on the land Yingzhou protruding in the Taiye Pool, the dance posture is like a frightening Hong, like a swimming dragon, it is really beautiful. King Zhou was overjoyed when he saw it, and he entered the dormitory with his arms around Gao, and for a while, he forgot Xie Ji aside.

The next day coincided with the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Ying Cui sat under the porch and knocked the melon seeds vividly, and said vividly: "Female monarch, you don't know that Xie Ji's face is so white that you can brush the bottom of the pot." ”

She was painting her voice, Su Ying suddenly panted and trotted into the hall, at first glance saw Zhou Rushui still wearing long hair, lazily reclining on the soft couch, Su Ying sighed when she arrived, and said hurriedly: "Female monarch, Wang Sanlang's carriage is waiting to pick you up in front of the palace gate." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui choked, and after a while, he asked hesitantly, "Take the palace?"

Yucui was also stunned, and she choked on the melon seeds and coughed. She got up suddenly, looked at Shu Ying suspiciously, and said in a fog: "Ah Ying, you can explain it! What Wang Sanlang? How could Wang Sanlang's carriage come to pick up our female monarch?"

But how can I have time to explain slowly? Shuying walked towards Zhou Rushui quickly, glared at Yu Cui, and scolded her weakly, "You are not in tune, it's time to serve the female monarch to comb her hair!"

Saying that, Shu Ying helped Zhou Rushui to change his clothes in front of the coffin, and said as he walked: "Your Second Highness was busy a while ago, so I forgot to tell you that the last time I played chess, it was His Royal Highness who won." Wang Sanlang therefore responded to His Royal Highness, and since then he has been in Ye for a day, he will pick you up to Zhuyuan to learn words every fifth day of the new year. ”

Yingcui pouted and ran to clean his hands, and when he heard this, he fell on the threshold as soon as he stumbled, and this fall was not light, Zhou Rushui only heard Yingcui's sigh. When she changed her dress and came out from behind the screen, she saw that her dress had been cut open, and even her milky white pants were exposed.

Glaring at the wolf bèi's unbearable Aocui, she had to echo now: "You are really out of tune." ”

In this way, Yucui stayed in the palace, and only Shuying took Zhou Rushui to board the car and went to Langya Palace.

Along the way, Zhou Rushui was a little apprehensive. Because she was thinking about things, her eyebrows and eyes naturally revealed a bit of arrogance and nobility. After a while, I heard her mutter: "Where will my brother forget, he is calculating me! Now that Wang Sanlang's carriage is here, where else can I run? I can't save Saburo's face!" As she spoke, her thin white fingers twisted under her wide sleeves, and she was a little embarrassed with nowhere to vent.

Thinking of Wang Yuxi's clear and lofty deep eyes, she couldn't help but struggle between returning to the palace and not returning to the palace, and even wondered: "But, how can I learn calligraphy with him? A few years ago, my mother wanted to ask me to learn the piano with San Lang, but he was not in Yedu at that time, so this thought disappeared." Now it's good, Brother sent Fang Duanyan, but he asked me to go to Wang Sanlang's place to make trouble!"

Now, among Yedu, there are rumors that she still admires Liu Zheng, and there are also rumors that she has changed her heart to Wang Yuxi. She has not been alive for a few months, because she found that she had fallen into a dead end, if she insisted on rejoicing Wang Yuxi, Wang Yuxi would not be easy to fool. But if she doesn't persevere, the rumors outside that she and Liu Zheng are entangled will always have to stop. simply, simply remained silent.

Now, she hasn't thought of the perfect method, but her brother has added firewood again! Zhou Rushui couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "It's really a matter of moving the whole body, and everything is changing." How could she have expected that one day she would have to learn calligraphy with Wang Sanlang!"

Seeing that the master was a little hesitant, Shu Ying whispered comforting on the side: "Female monarch, since you have shown favor to Wang Sanlang, Your Royal Highness cherishes the female monarch, and will do everything possible to help the female monarch get her wish." Moreover, the Langya Wang clan has an obvious reputation in the country and a delicate position. Among the young talents of the Wang family, Shusanlang is the most top-notch, and it is also a good thing for you to get along with him a lot. Even if the female monarch has no chance with him in the future, the love of learning words together is also a good story, which will help the female monarch's fame and make a confidant and good friend. What she said was that Dao Zhou Rushui met Wang Sanlang on the fifth day of the first month of the month, which was a good thing that could be defended and attacked.

Zhou Rushui's head is also blessed to the soul, and he thinks of Xia Jinduan, who is far away in the Xia Kingdom. She couldn't help but nodded, her fingertips fiddled with the jade pendant on her waist, and smiled slowly: "Yes!" Laughing, she asked again: "Can you bring the inkstone?"

"With it. Hearing this, Shu Ying immediately took Duan Yan out of the camera obscura.

Looking at Duan Yan, Zhou Rushui squinted, and after a while, she smiled coquettishly and raised her eyebrows mysteriously towards Shuying.

The sun was scorching, the wind was blowing in my ears, and the carriage drove directly into the palace. When he arrived at the gate of the garden, Shuying was left outside the garden, and only Zhou Rushui followed the waiter into the garden.

In the bamboo garden, the scenery is still the same, and the silence is still the same. Zhou Rushui walked slowly for a while, and saw that the neat grass by the water was covered with satin, and a couch had been set up on it, and there were also pen and ink on it, but Wang Yuxi was not there.

Seeing Zhou Rushui approaching, in the dark, a middle-aged scribe with fair skin and a pointed face and long beard greeted him, he bowed to Zhou Rushui, raised his head again, and said with slightly drooping eyelids: "San Lang commanded, if a thousand years old arrives first, you can copy ten "Long and Short Sutras". ”

I took her, but the master was not there! She came to the door and asked her to copy the book!

Zhou Rushui secretly held his breath, walked to the side of the desk with a light smile, and slowly put Duan Yan on the case before saying, "Where is San Lang?"

Seeing Zhou Rushui's action, the middle-aged scribe was obviously stunned, he stared at the inkstone, saluted again, and said, "I really don't hide it from Chitose, there is a banquet in the house today." ”

At this time, Zhou Rushui noticed the faint sound of silk and bamboo coming from the front yard. She listened quietly for a while, but she couldn't understand Wang Yuxi's attitude. She secretly thought about it, Ying Ying smiled, turned around and sat down on the side, sighed secretly in her heart, and then said word by word: "Just do what San Lang said." "Isn't it just a matter of copying a few words?

The sky was cloudless, and I don't know how long it took, but in the quiet, Wang Yuxi returned to the bamboo garden surrounded by more than a dozen swordsmen and scribes. Zhou Rushui raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw him wearing a white robe and white jade with his hair tied up, slowly walking towards her. His posture is graceful, leisurely and pure, just like a moon fairy.

Seeing her, he smiled at her, his attitude was natural, his tone was gentle, and his low and hoarse voice was like a naughty breeze, gently scratching Zhou Rushui's eardrums, and he said: "It's the river, so the little princess has been waiting for a long time." ”

Because of his words, Zhou Rushui's action of copying the book paused, and she only felt that her heart was hot, as if she had countless ants on it. Seeing Wang Yuxi getting closer and closer, her eyes were looking at the words she copied, she hurriedly and subconsciously covered her copied "Long and Short Sutra" with her arm, and her red fluttering little face sank to the ground, and somehow, suddenly like a rabbit that only barked his teeth when he was in a hurry, and said to him dissatisfiedly: "Why do I want to learn words with you?"

"Why do I want to learn calligraphy with you?" this subconsciously shouted coquettishly, Zhou Rushui was stunned first, her slightly childish face became redder and redder, more and more red, and she put down the pen in a sullen manner, and she really didn't know how to face the handsome son in front of her who was like a jade man and guessed her thoughts at every turn.

This is Lang, never what she expected. Even in the last life, he was famous, and he was taken by the world, and she never crossed paths with him. He was the son she had heard of, looked up to, and even admired and admired, but he was never the one who really appeared beside her.

But now, he appeared in front of her, and every time she looked at him more, every time she made contact with him for a few more moments, she would unconsciously feel a sense of confusion in her heart, and an illusion that she was about to get out of control. She was inexplicably afraid of him, but when she really saw him, she couldn't help relaxing, couldn't help but unload her defense, couldn't help being reckless and willful, and even couldn't help but play clever tricks to use him. Because she always subconsciously felt that he was a magnanimous gentleman, and he would not bother with her. But because of this, she wanted to avoid him even more.

Avoid him until she thinks clearly, how to deal with her own abrupt flattery in front of the South City Gate, how to sort out the gossip in the mouths of the people. It's a pity that before she could figure it out, her brother rushed to add firewood!

Zhou Rushui's shy and annoyed appearance was very delicate, and Wang Yuxi quietly looked at her little face flushed, as if she was stuck in her throat. Slowly stepped forward and pulled the silk book from under her arm.

He sat down on the collapse table very elegantly, hooked his lips, and replied indifferently with a smile: "It's just that Xiqi is missing a move." ”

He was explaining that he asked her to learn Chinese with him today, but it was because he was not as good as others at the beginning, and he lost to Gongzi Mu Sheng.

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui was as uncomfortable as eating a fly. At that time, people were the most important promises, and Wang Yuxi accepted her brother to teach her to learn calligraphy because of her loss. Now that the promise has been made, she can't shirk it!

But every time she comes, does she have to copy the scriptures stupidly? She was annoyed, but when she thought about it again, she felt that she was also asked to learn words, but Wang Yuxi's method was much gentler than Xie Yunzhi's.

Back then, Xie Yunzhi would only lock her up in the study with a straight face and stare at her one by one. If it's a little bad, he will cross his eyebrows and speak coldly. Although now that I think about it, Xie Yunzhi is actually dedicated. But when she was young, where could she stand such grievances?

Wang Yuxi is good, as soon as she comes up, she will put her in a gentle way, and the couch is all set, she can't turn a blind eye! Now that he came, he took her copy of the words and read them, and the silk book was in his hand, and he didn't say anything, didn't have a cold face, didn't murder her, and didn't comment on her words. just politely explained, "It's just that Xiqi is one bad move." "In this way, he is also a poor man who catches ducks on the shelves! If she is any more dissatisfied, it will be really difficult for him!