Since then, Yun Yao has taken over the work of taking care of Fusu, regardless of whether she is willing or not.

It's not a hard job. Although the prince of Fusu was young, he had received a complete and strict court education, and even if he was dissatisfied with his father's words, he only frowned a little and agreed to Yun Yao to stay by his side. Even if he was not happy to see her, he just took a small sip of corn from the bowl while he was eating, and then looked away from her.

Perfect aristocratic etiquette, cold and detached, with a little cold disgust.

There is no doubt that he is a bright and clear child.

Fusu always looked at her with a faint vigilance, even a little vigilance. Swept away by that natural, pure and slightly sympathetic gaze, she always has a touch of unreality. It's as if you're not facing a child.

Probably because she floated out to look at Fusu in Qinian Palace that day, but she fled in embarrassment in Fusu's eyes, Fusu didn't trust her, and even occasionally a few times, she would wrinkle her round bun face, look at her seriously, and there was a faint resistance in her eyes.

He didn't trust her, not at all.

At this time, the only thing Yun Yao could do was to exchange another palace maid back to serve the little prince.

The reason is also ready-made: the little boy doesn't like her and doesn't like to see her.

Fusu's gaze is too pure and too clean for one to ignore his future tragedy.

She even thought of King Lanling's past life, and occasionally thought about what would have happened if she hadn't promised King Lanling at the beginning.

But now there are no ifs. She promised King Lanling, they will be bound together for the rest of their lives, and the immortal bonds, like the entanglement of eternal life, with a hint of sweetness, will be blurred in the depths of the soul and linger for a long time.

At night, she would go to Gao Su and spend the long night with him, and then return to Yongcheng during the day.

These days, Gao Su followed Wang Jian with troops, and she was busy dealing with the strange requests of the King of Qin from time to time, and occasionally taking care of Fusu's careful thoughts, so she had no time to take care of the future days. Hugging each other and sleeping every night is already full of entanglement. The taste of cotton melts lightly into every day, and habit becomes natural.

Sometimes Yun Yao even thinks that it doesn't hurt to live like this for ten or eight years.

She mentioned it to Gao Su slightly, but in exchange for Gao Su's helpless low smile, she held her whole child in her arms, like soothing a baby, and comforted her one by one. He whispered again and again: Wait for me, wait for me for a while.

She didn't know what Gao Su's waiting meant, but she had already been used to it over the years, whether it was in the vast desert of the Western Han Dynasty or the gloomy palace of the Western Jin Dynasty, she could occasionally hear his low voice "Don't be afraid", so she could settle down and wait peacefully according to what he said.

But often, Gao Su can always give her a surprise surprise.

She stayed in the palace of King Qin with peace of mind, occasionally taking care of Fusu, but more often, she was studying the faint lines on the back of her hand. The tortoiseshell-shaped pattern had been around for a long time, but she hadn't figured out what it was used for. Since the tortoise shell has been raised by her, there is no reason, it is just a tattoo.

Yun Yao studied for twelve months, but she didn't come up with a reason.

But twelve months later, she had an extra job.

Teach Fusu.

said that it was to teach Fusu, but in fact, it was a little reluctant.

As the eldest son of the King of Qin, the eldest son of the Qin State, there are not a hundred but eighty sages in the Qin State who can teach Fusu, and no matter what, it will not be her turn to teach a foreign witch. But this eldest prince has been different from ordinary people since he was a child, and when he was three years and seven months old and could barely express his intentions accurately, the first thing he did was to let Yun Yao teach him divination.

Yun Yao wanted to refuse at first, but Fu Su said, "I never mentioned it to my father a year ago. ”

His small body sat opposite the desk, and there was a bit of seriousness and seriousness in his round eyes. Seeing that Yun Yao didn't answer, the little child repeated seriously: "I'll keep it secret for you." ”

- I kept it a secret for you that day when you suddenly broke into the Qi Nian Palace, was bumped into by me, and left suddenly.

- Although I simply didn't say it because I couldn't tell it at the time, I kept it a secret for you.

- So in exchange, you have to teach me.

The little boy on the other side said these three sentences clearly and clearly, and his glass-colored eyes looked at her quietly, still the same as two years ago, with a little compassion, and a trace of imperceptible vigilance and disgust.

Yun Yao couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want to learn divination?" ”

Fusu Gongzi looked at her for a long time, his little fingers twisted together, and his round little face became a little red. I don't know if it's because he's not good at lying, or because he can't lie at all, he held back for a long time before he reluctantly spit out a sentence:

"I want to learn divination. I wonder why you say that I am against my father. ”

The glass-colored eyes looked at her quietly, with a subtle hint of irritation in their eyes.

After all, it's a child, and it's not even a four-year-old.

Yun Yao sighed. I don't know if it's because the education in the Qin Palace is too strict, or because Gongzi Fusu has been used to living by himself since he was a child, so he is too old, and she can't find half a word to refute what he just said.

Yes, people think in their hearts that they are a villain who sows discord.

But how did she explain to Fusu that in the future, he would build the Great Wall because of King Qin, King Qin burned books to pit Confucianism, and King Qin beheaded Li Si...... and a series of messy things, which conflicted with the King of Qin, so that the King of Qin sent him to the north to build the Great Wall, which eventually led to Hu Hai succeeding to the throne?

This kid shouldn't have endured that much.

"The eldest son." She carefully considered her words, "Does the eldest prince think that everyone can become a witch?" ”

Fusu Gongzi's face changed for a moment. Although he is still young and does not know the origin and origin of the sorcerer, he has also heard that the witch in front of him is the witch who was married by the Chu State, even in the Chu State, the sorcerer is supreme, and there are very few.

He pinched the corner of his clothes, and his voice was clear and sharp: "If you don't give it a try, how do you know?" ”

Yun Yao looked at him and didn't speak.

Fusu Gongzi gritted his teeth and took out a neat handful of yarrow from the placket, as if it had just been folded off from the back of the palace, the section was neat, the length and thickness were the same, and it seemed that it took a lot of thought.

"Last time I saw you using them." Fusu Gongzi put the yarrow on the desk one by one, sipped the spring, and said in a clear children's voice, "I have personally consulted many teachers, and the teachers all say that yarrow and tortoise shell are divination things handed down from the Yin Shang period. ”

He looked at her motionlessly, and the child's voice became clearer and clearer: "Even if you are a Yin Shang Divine Servant, you may not be able to teach me. Eight hundred years of Yin Shang has been inherited so far, and no matter how rich the blood is, it has faded. He pushed the yarrow forward, his voice lower, "Teach me." ”

It's like a wronged child who has to bow to the big bad guy in his mind.

Yun Yao sighed, picked up a yarrow in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll teach you." ”

Since Yun Yao beat her master and left, no one has ever instructed her in divination.

Half of her divination methods were taught by her master, and the other half could be regarded as something she had figured out by herself.

Shizun once said that she has a very high understanding on the way to divination, and she can almost be regarded as half of the founding patriarch. In the line of divination, the master leads the way into the door, and the practice depends on the individual, understanding and talent, and a little luck, accounting for most of the cultivation career.

So she didn't mind teaching Fusu at all.

"Before that, though." She said slowly, "You have to call me Master, or Senior Sister." ”

Since it has been decided to pass on this technique, it is natural that it will not work without apprenticeship. But considering Fusu's status as the son of Qin, she still gave Fusu a second choice, to become her own personal disciple, or to accept the apprentice on her behalf and teach this student.

Little Fusu looked at her with round eyes, and his glass-colored pupils were full of incredulity.

She could clearly see his struggle. But she was not in a hurry.

After a long time, the little boy walked out from behind the desk, and reluctantly, made a disciple salute to her:

"Master."

She was a little surprised, but she still asked more: "Why don't you call me senior sister?" "She can really take in apprentices on behalf of her teacher.

The little Fusu Gongzi blushed again. He's just too young to learn to lie yet. After a long moment of hesitation between remaining silent and telling the truth, he lowered his head a little and muttered, "I'm afraid you won't teach with all your heart." ”

Yun Yao was stunned, and then laughed dumbly.

He quickly glanced up at her, and seeing that she did not have the slightest look of anger, he relaxed his courage a little, and his voice became a little louder: "If you have reservations, I will not be able to learn all the methods." I want you to teach me it all. ”

"I want to know why I turned against my father. I've always looked up to my father. ”

Fusu Gongzi said very seriously word by word, completely unaware of what kind of psychological reaction he would have to say to this "bad guy who ruined their father-son relationship".

He was still too young. So small that you can't even lie.

Yun Yao was a little helpless, and a little worthless for Fusu.

She beckoned to Fusu, who hesitated for a moment, still with some caution and detachment in her round eyes, but still obediently walked up to the big villain, stood up, lowered her head slightly, and saluted.

All the words she had thought of before were gone, and there was only one short sentence left in a thousand words: "Since you want to learn, I will teach you." ”

"All." The little Fusu Gongzi emphasized, his expression serious and serious.

Yun Yao couldn't help but smile, with a faint softness in her eyes: "Well, all." ”

Fusu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran to the side of the desk, pulled all the neat yarrow, hugged her in his arms, and looked at her with bright eyes: "Then you can teach me now." Teach me everything. ”

His eyes were wet, like a deer running in the forest.

She bowed slightly, pulled one out of the yarrow, smoothed the couch in front of her knee, and whispered, "Start with the simplest teaching." ”