Ming Yulong frowned, his gaze swept over Rong Yi, who was silent with a faint smile, and looked at Wei Zhongwen:

"Didn't you promise to teach me the royal arts, why did you change your hexagram now?"

Wei Zhongwen's face was sweaty, "It's really not that I don't want to teach, it's that I'm afraid of delaying the Yuyi Academy after ten days, if there is a deviation in your Yuyi performance because of poor guidance, then it's mine." ”

Seeing that his expression was sincere, Ming Yulong couldn't force it, so he could only nod and say:

"Actually, I won't blame you even if I don't get good grades in the academy, but if you say so, I can't force you anymore."

Wei Zhongwen said kindly: "After the Imperial Art Academy, we can still learn and communicate together." Time is pressing, and now that Rong Shizi happens to be here, I still have something to deal with in the afternoon, so I won't bother anymore. ”

His man was as good as his name, gentle, courteous, and gentle-mannered. There is always a faint smile on his face, which is completely different from Rong Yi's faint smile that looks down on him.

Although Ming Yulong was a little regretful, he still responded: "Okay, I'll see you again when the Imperial Art Academy compares." ”

A regretful light flashed in Wei Zhongwen's calm eyes, and after bowing to Rong Yi, Fang retreated.

Ming Yulong propped his elbows on his knees, holding his left cheek, and watched Wei Zhongwen's thin figure be a little thin in the morning sun, and the same light color was worn on his body, showing the clear and beautiful appearance of an ancient genius.

She turned her head and looked at Rong Yi who was sitting opposite, he was wearing a simple light purple robe, his long black hair was only tied up with a brocade belt of the same color, leaning lightly on the chair, one hand on the armrest, a very casual posture, but revealing a sense of elegance and nobility.

Seeing her look over, her light lips smiled slightly,

"If you don't understand anything, I can answer it for you."

Ming Yulong picked up the tea on the coffee table and took a sip, looked at him again, and said angrily: "As soon as you come, I can't even learn a royal art, why do you want to intervene to hit Wei Zhongwen's self-confidence?" ”

Rong Yi changed his posture, leaned forward slightly, and there was a layer of light in his phoenix eyes.

"Even if he's the most handsome boy in your schoolhouse, you can't blame me for that. I just pointed out his mistakes, not to discourage his self-confidence, otherwise I wouldn't have to praise him later. ”

Ming Yulong didn't know what to do, just thinking that he would come out of the Ming Palace, and he would meet Rong Yi in the last teahouse, which really made people feel a little depressed, kicked his foot under the table once, and frowned:

"Then he's gone now, and if no one gives me tutoring for the imperial arts, I'll have to let you tutor!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't." Rong Yi took the imperial art book in front of her and flipped through it in her hand, "Even if you have the ability to never forget this book, reading it all after reading it can't guarantee that you will get good results in the imperial art academy." ”

"Do you have any good idea of explaining the topic to me like you just did?" Ming Yulong frowned and looked at him.

"It's definitely not interesting to learn like that. I'll take you shopping for something. Rong Yi stood up, his purple robe reflecting a rippling light in the sun, making it seem that his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a halo of light.

Ming Yulong squinted at him, and involuntarily stood up with him, but asked unceremoniously