The three hundred and twenty-eighth round

The Emperor of Heaven has his mind, and he can know what she is thinking with a little thought. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info So he sighed and said, "Are you eating my jealousy for Ah Yao?" ”

"How dare I eat His Majesty's vinegar?" She retorted quietly.

He waved his hand to show that he didn't care about irrelevant matters with her, and coughed lightly: "You have missed two classes for no reason, and the next time you come to my study, remember to hand in the Lengyan Sutra and the reading notes of Hug Puzi." ”

Ah Zhuo was heartbroken when he heard this. Both of these books are tomes: the Lengyan Sutra has ten volumes; Baopuzi is divided into two parts, inside and outside, with a total of eight volumes. She has only read half of it now, and within four days she will not only have to finish it, but also write two well-founded notes......

She regretted that she had eaten the vinegar of Ah Yao for the sake of Ah Yao, who didn't know who.

"If you can't hand in the notes, you have to copy the book." The Emperor of Heaven added, as if he didn't notice Ah Zhuo's depressed expression, and walked along the path between the flowers with a safe step.

The figure of the Emperor of Heaven looks chic and relaxed, but in fact, his mood is tangled and complicated. At that time, he was unreasonable, ignored his sister's request, and did not save her husband and child, which led to the breakup of brother and sister and mother and son, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but mourn. He asked himself if he had done anything wrong, but Ah Yao and his mother couldn't understand why he was so cold-blooded and ruthless in the face of Heavenly Dao.

His relatives and dependents left him, and he was the only one left in the Heavenly Palace. With less chatter in his ears, A-Yao, he gradually learned to entertain himself, and his personality changed from calm to jumpy. If he continues to grow old and hold on to it, I really don't know if he can survive this boring time day after day.

Half a year after accepting the apprentices, the Heavenly Palace was not too empty. Ah Zhuo was carefree and free to run around the palace, and he could feel relieved when he watched it from afar.

It's like I really said in the following language, being a teacher for one day and a father for life, and accepting an apprentice is equivalent to raising a daughter.

Although there is still a word in the Nether Realm, it is called the love of the day, but the current Emperor of Heaven has not yet realized it.

After four days, Ah Zhuo handed over the two notes to the emperor's small table on time, with a deep cyan under his eyes, and obviously he hadn't slept well for several days. I can't help but say that the Emperor of Heaven is too merciless to his daughter.

The Emperor of Heaven glanced at it at a glance, circled the wrong words with a red pen, handed it to Ah Zhuo, and then approved the case document on his own. After half an hour, the Emperor was a little thirsty and wanted to ask Ah Zhuo to pour a glass of water, but as soon as he looked up, he saw her lying on a few stacks of books beside him and falling asleep.

Sleep well, cute, and delicious.

He silently reached out and poked her in the face.

There was no movement.

The Emperor of Heaven restrained his jokingness, looked at her slightly fluttering eyelashes for a moment, cleared the book on the table to his side, took out a scroll of plain silk from the bookshelf behind him, and drew it with a light brush. It's not about people, it's about flowers.

"Why did Your Majesty draw me?" When Ah Zhuo woke up, he saw that the Emperor of Heaven was staring intently at the silk book under his pen, and his curiosity came up and he took a closer look. A little cinnabar spelled into petal plum blossoms, bright and bright Dan color in the background, slightly dark Dan color branches dry.

"You don't make yourself emotional." The Heavenly Emperor touched her forehead with the pen that was too close, "...... Call the master. ”

Then she honestly sat up straight and said, "Hmm." Ah Zhuo didn't want the master to just be a master. ”

"Inch in?" He glanced at her obliquely, and finally realized that the apprentice had grown up a little.

Her cheeks flushed when she heard this, and she couldn't make the slightest sound for a long time.

Before, Ah Zhuo deserted when he was writing the notes of the Lengyan Sutra, but his wrist was tempting but slipped away. She remembered that she couldn't figure out what the situation between the Emperor and Ah Yao was, and she refused to go out to meet people for a long time, which was very funny, but she felt embarrassed when she thought about it.

She cares so much about the Emperor of Heaven, isn't it because she has a heart for him? However, he seems to have only the feelings between master and apprentice, and he doesn't even have superfluous love and pity.

Wishful thinking, destined to be empty. Even though she understood what her current situation was, she was a little unwilling.

So she tried to test him, but there really wasn't any response she expected.

"If you can't hand in the notes, you have to copy the book." The Emperor of Heaven added, as if he didn't notice Ah Zhuo's depressed expression, and walked along the path between the flowers with a safe step.

The figure of the Emperor of Heaven looks chic and relaxed, but in fact, his mood is tangled and complicated. At that time, he was unreasonable, ignored his sister's request, and did not save her husband and child, which led to the breakup of brother and sister and mother and son, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but mourn. He asked himself if he had done anything wrong, but Ah Yao and his mother couldn't understand why he was so cold-blooded and ruthless in the face of Heavenly Dao.

His relatives and dependents left him, and he was the only one left in the Heavenly Palace. With less chatter in his ears, A-Yao, he gradually learned to entertain himself, and his personality changed from calm to jumpy. If he continues to grow old and hold on to it, I really don't know if he can survive this boring time day after day.

Half a year after accepting the apprentices, the Heavenly Palace was not too empty. Ah Zhuo was carefree and free to run around the palace, and he could feel relieved when he watched it from afar.

It's like I really said in the following language, being a teacher for one day and a father for life, and accepting an apprentice is equivalent to raising a daughter.

Although there is still a word in the Nether Realm, it is called the love of the day, but the current Emperor of Heaven has not yet realized it.

After four days, Ah Zhuo handed over the two notes to the emperor's small table on time, with a deep cyan under his eyes, and obviously he hadn't slept well for several days. I can't help but say that the Emperor of Heaven is too merciless to his daughter.

The Emperor of Heaven glanced at it at a glance, circled the wrong words with a red pen, handed it to Ah Zhuo, and then approved the case document on his own. After half an hour, the Emperor was a little thirsty and wanted to ask Ah Zhuo to pour a glass of water, but as soon as he looked up, he saw her lying on a few stacks of books beside him and falling asleep.

Sleep well, cute, and delicious.

He silently reached out and poked her in the face.

There was no movement.

The Emperor of Heaven restrained his jokingness, looked at her slightly fluttering eyelashes for a moment, cleared the book on the table to his side, took out a scroll of plain silk from the bookshelf behind him, and drew it with a light brush. It's not about people, it's about flowers.

"Why did Your Majesty draw me?" When Ah Zhuo woke up, he saw that the Emperor of Heaven was staring intently at the silk book under his pen, and his curiosity came up and he took a closer look. A little cinnabar spelled into petal plum blossoms, bright and bright Dan color in the background, slightly dark Dan color branches dry.

"You don't make yourself emotional." The Heavenly Emperor touched her forehead with the pen that was too close, "...... Call the master. ”

Then she honestly sat up straight and said, "Hmm." Ah Zhuo didn't want the master to just be a master. ”

"Inch in?" He glanced at her obliquely, and finally realized that the apprentice had grown up a little.

Her cheeks flushed when she heard this, and she couldn't make the slightest sound for a long time. (To be continued.) )