An Qiushui looked at Rong Yunche holding the book dripping with water, with a heartbroken look, the prince has always been indifferent to everything, she has never seen the prince show such a painful expression, as if he had lost a peerless treasure. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lord Shizi, that book is no longer usable, do you want the slave to help you dispose of it. ”

An Qiushui was very puzzled, since this book is no longer usable, can't you just throw it away and let Jayi copy another copy, is there any different meaning to this book? That's why the prince cherishes it so much.

"No, I'll dry it later and see if I can fix it. Rong Yunche looked depressed.

"Why don't you let Jay Yi be silent again?"

An Qiushui couldn't see that the prince was so sad, so he cautiously proposed.

"What do you mean?"

A thought suddenly flashed in Rong Yunche's head, could it be that this book was written by that girl? His heart was beating so hard that he held his heart to hold back the surging emotions.

"This book was originally written by Yi Yi, so it would be nice if you asked her to write another one. "Why are you so surprised, did she say something wrong?

"You say this book was written by Jay?"

Yung Yunche confirmed uncertainly.

"Don't you know?"

She was still guessing there just now that the prince was looking for clothes because he liked her words, otherwise she couldn't think of any reason to explain why the prince didn't use so many maids to borrow his sister's maids. Did she guess wrong?

"Are you sure?" the girl looked no more than eleven or twelve, could she really have such a high level of attainment in calligraphy? Looking at the girl's respectful appearance, it was difficult for him to associate her with the handsome and uninhibited font.

"When we were in Youluo before, Jayi was in charge of transcribing this aspect, and later I heard that the books she transcribed were very popular, and even Qiu's mother treated her differently. And I've seen her handwriting, it's the same as the one on your desk, and her handwriting is more special, I shouldn't be mistaken. ”

Although she left Xia Youluo early, the little sister who was a good friend before has always been in touch, and these news will reach her ears from time to time.

"Alright, I see, pack up and go down! I'll call you if there's anything." ”

"Light clothes!" Rong Yunche called softly, and a person who looked like a guard flew in.

"Shizi. ”

"You go and help me check this flower clothes, I will hear the complete information in two hours. ”

"Yes. "The light clothes led the way away.

As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he naturally has his complete information network, and two hours is enough for two hours.

Jay Yi returned to Qingyuan, looked at Rong Qingqian with a gloomy face, and did not speak.

"What's wrong with you, Yi, who you off?"

"Didn't you sell me to your eldest brother?

"You know, it's rare for my eldest brother to open his mouth to me, saying that he is just asking you to do me a favor. She knew what his eldest brother was, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed easily.

"Then when is he going to ask you to go to me, will you send me out? ”

"No, my eldest brother didn't bully you, right?" Otherwise, why is this little girl so angry, she shouldn't be able to, although her eldest brother doesn't like to laugh, but he has always been humble to his subordinates, and he never punishes his subordinates for no reason.

"He didn't bully me, I did. "Breaking his treasure is not bullying him.

"Did you quarrel?"

"I'm a subordinate, where do I dare to quarrel with my master, maybe I don't know if I'm betrayed one day. ”

"Okay, okay, don't be angry with me, I promise, never again next time, okay?

Rong Qingqian took Yi's hand and begged for mercy.

"Shhh...... Hurt. Rong Qingqian held her wound, she didn't feel any pain in her anger just now, but now that her temperament is over, it hurts a little bit.

"What did you do? My eldest brother got it? I'll settle accounts with him. Rong Qingqian was about to rush out as he spoke, but was pulled by the clothes he had.

"It's not the prince, it's me who accidentally knocked over the white fungus soup. ”

"Why are you so careless, I'll go get a doctor!"

"It's not that serious, I'll just go back and find some medicine to rub it. "This little injury, where do you need a doctor.

"Then it's okay today, you can go back and rest early! I'll ask Xiaokui to bring it to you after dinner." ”

After standing for a long time, I was really tired, so I said goodbye to Rong Qingqian and went back to the room.

Back to the room, hastily found some medicine to rub on, and lay down on the bed to sleep, this sleep came to dusk, she opened her sleepy eyes, through the dim light, vaguely saw a person standing in front of the table, looking at something intently.

provoked a stirring spirit, and the drowsiness immediately dissipated.

"The prince?"

How did this guy sneak in, Jayi looked at the closed doors and windows, she remembered that they were locked before going to bed, whether it was the ancient doors and windows that were not reliable, or these ancients were too capable, how to enter her room was like entering a no-man's land.

"When you wake up, do your hands still hurt?"

Rong Yunche turned his head to look at Yan Yi and said.

Yan Yi looked at his hand, when did it actually be bandaged, it was still cold, but it didn't hurt anymore.

"Why is the prince here? ”

Didn't this ancient pay attention to the defense of men and women, why did these two like to run to the maid's room. That's right, the maid doesn't need a name.

"Today I had a bad attitude, I'm sorry. ”

A master condescended to apologize to the maid, and let her not live when it was passed out.

Since they apologized first, she didn't want to take Qiao like this, after all, she was also at fault.

"The prince is serious, and it was the slave and maid who did the wrong thing first. ”

Rong Yunche frowned when she heard such a detached tone, this little girl seemed to like to use this kind of indifferent mask to isolate herself from others. He didn't like it, he was polite but rusty.

Rong Yunche picked up a piece of writing on the desk, "'My heart is at peace, that is, my hometown', is this what you wrote?"

Yayi nodded, when she has nothing to do, she will also practice calligraphy, read books, and kill time, there is too little entertainment in ancient times.

She knows Rong Yunche's shrewdness, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, what she wants to find can't be found, presumably now he has investigated her for several generations.

"You wrote that "Thirty-six Strategies", right?" Although Rong Yunche already knows the whole thing, hearing is false, seeing is believing, and seeing with his own eyes is different.

Embarrassed, she didn't dare to risk the achievements of the leading sages, "The slave saw it from a book by chance, and it came out from memory. "Words are good for her, but such profound knowledge is not her credit.

"Why didn't you say it just now?" caused him to lose his temper so much, and he was half distressed to death.

"The prince didn't ask!"

Rong Yunche remembered that he wanted to make up for it just now, but he scolded him, and he felt panicked on his face, but he couldn't blame him, this girl didn't say anything, so how did he know that she still had this ability!

"Then if you break my book, you'll have to pay me a new one!"

There is a black line on her clothes, who just said that she didn't want her to make up for it, and now she is saying it so confidently, turning her face faster than turning a book.

"Please also ask the prince to forgive two days, my hand is ......" Jalan Yi shook his injured hand.

"It's okay, you write slowly, when it's done, send it to me. ”