"You...... Are you tired?" Chu Xianzhao put on a white robe, and looked at Su Nianyu bowing her head to wash the needle without saying a word, she didn't put on makeup today, her whole face looked plain and white, the black under her eyes looked very abrupt, and the long black hair was draped casually behind her head, and the moment she raised her head, the jade pendant on her earlobe rang softly.

"Yes, these nights playing the pipa and accompanying the guests until late, it is basically impossible to go to bed early and get up early in our business. She put the silver needle in her leather bag, and slightly tiredly propped up the countertop with her hands, resting for a while.

"If you're tired, just lie down here. Chu Xianzhao patted his sour branch wood carving cloud eagle pattern shelf bed, Su Nianyu turned her head and squinted at him, her eyes flashed with a strange light, Chu Xianzhao took a step back in a little panic and sat on the bed.

"Last time you let me sleep in your bed...... Change me this time...... We've got two things figured out!" Chu Xianzhao stammered, he didn't feel that there was any ambiguity in his words, which would make Su Nianyu look at him with such eyes.

Su Nianyu covered her mouth and said with a low smile: "Since His Royal Highness the prince is so kind-hearted, then Nianyu is not welcome." ”

Yijun was nowhere around, Su Nianyu rolled her eyes, and walked to Chu Xianzhao and sat down with grace, her eyes were full of waves, Chu Xianzhao sat aside a little shyly, but Su Nianyu took his hand and said softly: "We have known each other for so long, and we are still so shy?"

"After all, don't men and women kiss?" Chu Xianzhao said embarrassedly.

Su Nianyu gently pulled a red ribbon behind her back, the peach-colored cloud robe slowly fell, and the mutton fat nephrite-like figure was exposed to the air, Su Nianyu wrapped herself in the quilt and showed a pitiful expression, looking at the stunned Chu Xianzhao and said, "Xiaozhao, go and close the window, I'm a little cold." ”

Chu Xianzhao stood up and closed the window that was blown open by the autumn wind, the autumn was cool, the warm afternoon sun shone on her through the window paper, a few sparrows landed on the sycamore branch not far away and tilted their heads to look at the two people in the house, Chu Zhaozhao grimaced at them, the sparrows took off one after another, leaving beautiful curves between the yellowish leaves, Su Nianyu watched the finches rise and fall with the wind, stretching their arms in the wide quilt.

"What are you doing in the palace every day?" Su Nianyu wrapped herself in a quilt, only revealing a small slap face, her face was too sharp, and most of the men in Yinguo liked those girls with slightly round faces and plump chins, so when Su Nianyu first started listing in the warm building, she was not likable, but the bustard in the warm building took good care of her, because she said that Ayu looked very much like her before.

The old bustard of the warm building was one of the most prestigious piano girls in Lin'an City, the name belonged to the first part of the teaching workshop, with a hand of fabulous piano skills so that countless children of the family fell under her skirt, but she thought very highly of herself, refused the wedding gift sent by Lord Shangshu, dated with different family children every day, spent a good night together, time was like a white horse, gradually she because of old age and decay, the door in front of the cold saddle horse, she used her own silver to pick up customers over the years to open a green building in Luofeng Street, and received a group of girls to teach them piano skills in person, and Su Nianyu was born smart, just three years to learn her mother's piano skills, a songAfter the end of "Wind Chick", the flowers and silver piled up in the lobby of the warm building are quite spectacular, and the mother smiles from ear to ear, and the girl in the building will always look at her with jealous eyes, and secretly scold her behind her back for being a slut or something.

"Read and write. Chu Xianzhao said lightly.

"Isn't that boring?" Su Nianyu stuck out her tongue in the bed.

It's not just boring, it's just miserable, from childhood to adulthood, Chu Xianzhao followed the rules set by Chu Xun for him, Mao in Shen Out, he began to read and chant scriptures at the age of six, the rules of the study are extremely strict, once Chu Xianzhao is slightly distracted or sleepy, it is inevitable that Mrs. Zuo will beat him horizontally, and when he returns to the weeping eagle at night, Chu Xun continues to beat with a whip, in summer, it is so hot that sweat drips into the paper and the maid is not allowed to shake the fan, in winter, the inkstone is strong, and the five fingers cannot be stretched, when he is dead and alive in the quilt and is unwilling to come out, Chu Xun asked a few maids to pull him out, wrap his fingers with strips of cloth, and let him continue to write, Chu Xianzhao, who was ignorant and ignorant, lost consciousness in his right hand, and cried aggrievedly in the weeping eagle, feeling that no one in the huge palace felt sorry for him.

"Okay, it's fun to get used to. ”

"I've heard that you can also write great poems, and all the ink studios in the city have rubbings of your poems!" she laughed.

The corners of Chu Xianzhao's mouth hooked up a trace of embarrassment: "It's just some sour Confucian poetry, not enough to worry about." ”

It's strange to say, Chu Xiaohua's two sons and a daughter, although Chu Yingyang has a bad temperament and is notorious, although there are no two drops of ink in his stomach, but the words written make the palace master also amazed.

When he was twelve years old, Chu Xianzhao, who was dissatisfied with Chu Xun's oppression, held a brush as thick as a bucket and wrote a "Young Eagle Rushing to the Sky" under the Tongfeng Terrace

It is full of one hundred and eight words, which can be described as the emotion of the hearer and the excitement of the listener.

"There is a young eagle in the apocalypse, born in the nest, knowing that the body will not retreat, only empty sighing, one day, the eagle will grow up, and the fierce phoenix spirit will still exist......"

"Three thousand eagle feathers can soar to the sky!"

Settlement - Chu instantaneously called.

Chu Xuanzhao turned around and left with a large pen, the pen and ink were thick and black under the sunset, the wild grass was like a dragon and snake, and the hero turned to fight for three thousand miles!

Such chic in the next day by His Majesty the Emperor when passing by Tongfengtai when he saw it, in front of such a rebellious calligraphy, Emperor Yinhuang not only did not let people quickly clean up, but let the Xuan Hundred officials come to Jinfengtai to appreciate the calligraphy of the three princes, in the face of such a heroic calligraphy, the officials praised it, including Chu Xun who had just entered the court, she was so angry that her face was green, but it was not good to attack in front of her father and the hundred officials, and it was even more annoying that His Majesty the Emperor actually asked someone to copy this calligraphy, just like this The Eagle Rushing Sticker came out of the palace gate, and its shadow could be seen in the study of Lin'an City.

"I still don't know all the words, and sometimes I can't even remember how to write my name. Su Nianyu thought about it and said with a hint of shame.

Chu Xianzhao smiled and said, "Su Nianyu, you also don't know what to do." ”

Su Nianyu's head hit his chest slightly, and Chu Xianzhao could see the sliced coconut meat on her chest, which was dazzlingly white in the quilt, "Don't laugh at me! Don't call me Su Nianyu, it doesn't sound humane at all!"

"Then what do you want me to call you. Chu Xianzhao rubbed his slightly heated nose, forcing himself to look away from her.

"Call me Sister Yu and call me like a little hidden child. ”

"Well, Sister Yu......"