Throughout the afternoon, Gu Pan really converged a lot.

Follow the rules and don't cross the line. gritted his teeth and endured his ridicule and mockery, but he didn't talk back, and there was only honesty and humility on his face.

Fang Xiao felt really boring, knowing that he had frightened her, some regrets, and some doubts, if she was really so timid, she could talk to him like that in the study?

He became more and more awkward with her.

I want to provoke her, I want to see her angry look, I want to hear her cheeky counterattacks. It seems that only these vivid and vivid things are the only pleasures of his current boring life.

But he was displeased that she had suddenly become a stagnant pool, as bored as the other women.

Finally, when it was night again, he looked at her sleepy appearance, and sneered: "Don't sleep tonight, this king wants to study all night, you honestly stand aside and serve, this king doesn't go to bed, you are not allowed to go to bed." "Aren't you honest and obedient, then let you hear it until you can't bear it.

Gu Pan frowned, he really couldn't understand why he went crazy and tortured himself even more. Seeing his iron face and the look in his eyes as if he was expecting something, she felt that something was about to come out. It's a pity that this idea passed in a flash, and she couldn't grasp it.

The husband was knocking on the change again, Fang Xiao looked at Gu Pan, who seemed to be about to stand still, and felt a little unbearable in his heart.

His heart softened, but when he looked up and saw her face, he suddenly felt that the lifeless expression had seriously affected his mood.

She made him unhappy, and he couldn't make her happy, so the slightest unbearable thing that had just started immediately disappeared.

Still, he would squint at her from time to time.

Gu Pan knew that he was looking at her, and after a while, she finally couldn't help it. When he looked at her again, she finally asked, "Lord Wang, do you want to say anything with your concubine?" ”

"How do you know that this king wants to talk to you?" He squinted: "Self-inflicted!" ”

He was very polite and blocked her at once.

"How do you know that this king wants to talk to you?!" Seeing that she was silent, he raised his voice and continued to ask.

"The concubine is just guessing." She really regretted that she had such a mouthful.

"Can you guess something? He snorted and repeated, "What a self-inflicted passion! ”

She lowered her head and didn't speak again, he waited for a long time without responding, and became more and more angry, and threw the book in his hand far away: "Where is your turn to be amorous!" ”

"That's right, only you can be sentimental." She finally couldn't help but mutter.

"What did you say?" He raised his voice as if he was angry.

"The concubine said that it was the concubine who was self-inflicted." She hastened to correct it.

"Smack" another book was thrown out.

She looked up at him, and saw his eyes a little angry and a little disappointed. It's so late, what's going on, it's really strange, how can such a big man make a fuss like a child.

"Since you love to guess so much, guess what this king wants to do now!" He raised an eyebrow.

"The concubine is stupid, I can't guess," guess a fart, isn't it just trying to trick people, she raised her eyes and saw that he seemed to be unhappy again, and hurriedly said: "Lord Wang, you still have eight books." ”

"Oh?" What kind of answer was this, he wondered.

She respectfully handed over a copy: "If the concubine can't guess it once, you can throw one, and the concubine can guess eight times." After guessing, I still can't guess, you don't have any books to throw away, so let the concubine go to sleep. ”

His stiff face finally cracked, and he laughed out loud: "Don't throw it away, the princess will go to bed with this king." ”

Finally laughing, she let out a long sigh, is this what he wants? So shallow? Just amuse it? She shook her head, unable to understand.

Seeing her relieved appearance, he smiled again: "It turns out that the princess has been looking forward to sleeping with this king for a long time, why not say it earlier, it was in vain to delay this golden night." ”

When he got to the bedside, seeing her take off her coat, he couldn't help but say: "The princess might as well sleep outside, so that she can run faster if she is in a hurry, and she will save what she has dirty, which will make people laugh." ”

She rolled her eyes at him and lay down in the corner of the bed.

This white eye actually made him feel comfortable, and his depression disappeared completely. He laughed and lay down next to her, leaned into her ear and asked, "Do you want to touch the little steamed bun again?" ”

Reaching out to pull her look, she snapped and slapped him heavily on the arm. This time it was so heavy that her palms ached faintly, and she immediately came back to her senses, and she was a little forgetful. When he argues with her or is rude and frivolous, she always forgets who he is and gets carried away.

She hurriedly looked at him, a little worried that the person who turned his face faster than he turned a book would be angry again.

He didn't seem to care, he looked at her happily, and he still looked very happy: "The princess is really ruthless, and she is so heavy." ”

Without waiting for her to answer, he rolled over and slept with his back to her.

It seemed like some cheap bones, she suddenly thought.

The next day, it was three strokes in the morning before I got up.

The two of them actually woke up early, she remembered it a long time ago, but he just didn't let the people come in to serve.

He would sometimes talk to her, but most of the time nothing good would happen.

Most of the time he seems to be silent and in a daze, so she can only accompany him in a daze at that time.

In the afternoon, when he was reading, she was bored, so she embroidered flowers. Qinglian came in to take a look, looked at this happy appearance, was satisfied, and went out to chat with Brother Xizi.

He glanced at her: "The princess's embroidered appearance is really different. ”

She smiled: "Then naturally, who made the concubine a princess." ”

He sighed and shook his head: "The girl's embroidery should be delicate with jade hands, and the orchid fingers are dexterous and elegant. I see how you look like you're striking iron, clenching your fists, hammer after hammer. ”

Seeing that she ignored him, he got up and went to her side, looked at her for a while, and said curiously: "Where did you learn your steady, accurate, and ruthless strength?" ”

She still ignored him, just buried herself in her own work, and his face sank again: "I love embroidery so much, first embroider ten purses for this king!" ”

She was taken aback: "What do you want ten for?" ”

"This king is playing with it." He stood condescendingly, with a hint of provocation.

She sighed: "Lord Wang, why can't you get along with your concubine all day long?" ”

"You're pretty good at thinking highly of yourself." He snorted coldly, but his face was a little pale.

She finally realized that when he wanted to speak, she had to accompany him, or she would annoy him.

She blinked: "Then the concubine will embroider ten for the prince, and cut it for the prince to play." But you have to wait slowly, you can't do it for a year and a half. ”

"Is a year and a half of your hammer enough?" He scoffed again.

"If it's not enough, add another year and a half. By the way, didn't the prince just ask how to be stable, accurate and ruthless? ”

"Huh?"

"Just imagine that the person you pinch in your hand is the person you hate, and you will naturally be sure and ruthless." She replied solemnly.

"That's a strange idea," he snapped back to his senses, catching a glimpse of her as if snickering, "who are you talking about?" ”

She looked at him, and saw that his face did not seem to be ugly, but a little more interested, and the idea that had not been grasped yesterday suddenly jumped out.

She was a little bolder, deliberately glanced at him secretly, covered her mouth and smiled: "Whoever hates knows it." ”

Seeing that he really didn't care, there was a smile on his face, and she suddenly realized.

Looking back on the communication with him, only when he was unscrupulous was the most popular with him.

A man who loves to quarrel, she made a judgment. As long as it is a bickering, whether she is deflated or he is deflated, he is happy.

How boring and lonely this person must be to enjoy this.

She felt some sympathy for him.

When Qinglian came in again, she saw the following picture:

"Come here, this king will teach you how to read."

"The concubine knows a lot of words."

"Okay, then let's read to this king."

"Then let's read and write."