"I ...... I think...... Listening to Mr. Lecture...... "A pair of eyes hung down guiltily, small hands kept twisting the corners of broken clothes, and the whole person exuded inexplicable sadness and helplessness not to be understood, but there was no anger of being insulted.

Zhang Qiyue was stunned, that's all? can see the firmness in his eyes, as if he has seen Emperor Yingde who is bent on doing his own thing, just like his eyes are as empty as ever, except for more guilt than when he was an adult, everything else is the same.

You can never understand him, and he can always easily see through their inferior methods.

Zhang Qiyue thought of the past, and turned her head unhappily: "I want to listen to the class......" The voice was still unconsciously lowered, his every move could affect her emotions in the end, although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that the adult Jiuyanluo had a kind of attraction that made people willing to die.

Don't think about it! I can't wait to lift the table and chair and smash him to death, to see if he dares to look down on her in the future! See how he affects her!

Jiu Yanluo raised his head cautiously and looked at her timidly, he never thought that she would take the initiative to talk to him, would she be beaten again?

The last time he picked up the silk handkerchief she had lost, it was an opportunity that he often secretly watched her, and he thought she would be happy, but she let people throw the handkerchief away, and said that she didn't want anything he had touched with dirty hands.

Jiu Yanluo noticed Qi Yue's unhappy mood and became even more timid, he ...... Did he behave badly again to make her angry: "Sister...... Don't be angry, like ...... If you're not happy, I'll go back ......."

said that his eyes were full of reluctance, as if leaving here made him feel painful: "I'm leaving...... Don't be angry. ”

Zhang Qiyue almost wanted to cry, Jiu Yanluo He had spoken to her in such a low voice.

The ghost made a miracle, Zhang Qiyue suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm,

Watching his thin body fall defenselessly towards him, but stopped strangely when he was about to touch him, his eyes were full of fear, and he looked at himself in surprise.

Suddenly, she felt that there were three eyes piercing through her, one was the prince, she was familiar with, and the other two were ......?

Zhang Qiyue looked around and found nothing unusual.

Her expression was instantly solemn, and she immediately sank down, did Jiu Yanluo at this moment have someone to support or not? But who would support a prince who is disliked by the emperor and does not even recognize him as his son?

Suddenly, she felt that she had done something stupid like in her previous life, but she had to continue to be stupid, she and her eldest brother had offended Jiu Yanluo, and if they didn't make up for it, they would definitely die. Even if she makes up for it, this kindness must be greater than the influence of the concubine on Jiuyanluo, otherwise her mother will also give up the position of the main mother!

Zhang Qiyue gritted her teeth and fought hard!

She has no turning back on the road to the harem, and if the prince has no accident, she will recite the label of the crown princess; If the prince has an accident, he will offend the eldest brother of Jiuyanluo and himself will die; Even if she can escape the involvement of the royal family when she gets married, Jiu Yanluo will not let everyone here go afterwards.

She appeased Jiu Yanluo first!

Zhang Qiyue pulled him forward domineeringly: "I'm short of accompaniment, you come over to serve me, you just don't need to change your clothes, that's right!" Qi Yue suddenly stopped and looked at the princes in the back seat: "You have no opinion!" Zhang Qiyue's eyes swept sternly towards the princes.

Among the several princes who made fun, some of them were immediately unhappy, all of them were the sons of heaven, and there was no reason to be afraid of the daughter of the prime minister.

Among them, the four princes, who were most favored by the emperor, sneered: "The imperial sister-in-law speaks, how can the imperial brother not give face." ”

didn't wait for Zhang Qiyue to fight back.

Jiu Yanduan slapped the book case violently: "Presumptuous! Fourth, you have forgotten your courtesy, righteousness and shame! After speaking, he stared at the four princes sternly, not afraid of the degree of favor of the four princes and concubines now, and the majestic and natural bearing, so that everyone did not dare to say more.

Zhang Qiyue looked at Duan Mirage, and suddenly smiled at Duan Mirage, if you are the emperor, will I be more relaxed in my previous life, but you can tolerate my willfulness until you have really seen all the women.

Zhang Qiyue restrained her mind, at least at this moment, Duan Mirage really took her to heart, what was she afraid of.

Jiu Yanduan's face flushed with her laughter, and his majesty did not last for a few breaths, and he hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to read seriously and no longer looked at her.

Jiu Yanluo's heart was full of guilt, and when his eyes fell on the prince, envy flashed, but he quickly retracted and followed closely behind Qi Yue.

Zhang Qidian saw that his sister really brought the plague god here, so he immediately quit: "Yue'er, you-"

Qi Yue didn't wait for him to say something ugly, he instantly looked into the eyes of his eldest brother, and said softly word by word: "Brother, go back to your seat, the master is coming soon." ”

- Here comes the Master -

I don't know who shouted, and the hall was silent in an instant, and the noise subsided.

Zhang Qiyue spread out the "Kindergarten Learning", holding a brush in his hand, sitting on the seat and writing in a regular manner, different from the caution when copying Buddhist scriptures, the words at the moment are flexible, the font is resolute, with a bit of wanton chic, natural and sharp.

It's not like a girl's handwriting.

In front of the stage, Scholar Zhu was talking about "Under Rule", pinching his black and white beard, and bowing slightly to all the speakers.

Jiu Yanluo listened carefully, and even forgot to give Zhang Qiyue a piece of ink when he heard the puzzle.

Zhang Qiyue didn't speak, just turned around and took the ink that had been ground on the table behind him and continued to write.

In the boring days of the harem, she likes to write to pass the time, from the distorted reptilian font at the beginning, to the brushstrokes similar to Jiuyanluo, she was shocked into a cold sweat, and she didn't dare to write anymore, for fear of monstrous thoughts, and even more afraid that someone would have her ill intentions.

Now, Jiu Yanluo doesn't know how to catch a pen, she can write how she wants, the depression buried in her heart, the penstroke can't be wanton and depressed, she can write how she wants, how she wants to practice this font, her! It has nothing to do with the nine Yanluo who polished her ink.

With a bit of coquettish anger, she smeared black ink on it after she finished writing, and the drawing was messy! If you are still angry, poke two more holes to see who dares to care about her! Respectable? Hum!

As soon as the ink strip in Jiu Yanluo's hand loosened, he woke up suddenly, and instantly looked at the girl beside him worriedly, the person was already trembling with fright, oh no, he was distracted, he ......

He inadvertently looked at the words written by Qi Yue, and the whole person was immediately attracted, as if the font had some kind of magic, which attracted him to take his eyes off.

wanton, flamboyant, depressed, mixed with unrestrained vitality, and the natural strokes of his muscles and bones made him sluggish, and inexplicable emotions came to him, and he wanted to cry.

He wants to cry? Joke, he has long forgotten what tears are! Only he should think about himself only alive, when he was poisoned to death, when he hid by the deep well and prayed that there would be dead people to eat, when he saw the first father-in-law who was kind to him to be killed by random arrows, he saw his situation clearly.

Tears will only make the people who bully him go forward like flies that see blood.