Turning to the eighth page, what came into his eyes was 'serving the king with his mouth', Tang Chujiu gasped, shocked, quickly closed the "Spring Palace Map", and looked around left and right like a thief, for fear that someone would see it, and his face would be on fire. Yu Xuan and Xiao

After his heart stopped beating, he couldn't help but turn to the ninth page, and immediately stared at it, only to see that it was full of the queen's mighty heavy taste, kneeling and whipping, binding and dripping wax, hanging and torture...... After reading it all, Tang Chujiu became messy in the wind, and the 'three views' were all destroyed.

He returned to the room top-heavy, and when he saw the tall and burly Gu Qingchen, he couldn't help but start all kinds of imaginations in his mind according to the shock he had just seen...... There are goosebumps all over the place, I can't imagine, I can't imagine.

Gu Qingchen saw that Tang Chujiu's expression was different, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Tang Chujiu's face was full of shame, unswerving, and he didn't say anything about death! Say it and you don't have to live. The things Yun Niang took over were too scorching on the outside and tender on the inside, so she changed the topic to: "What is the general looking at?" ”

Gu Qingchen was looking at a piece of "The Biography of the Daughters" copied by the early Tang Dynasty, and the word was miserable.

Tang Chujiu blushed with shame this time, and the crooked words were indeed - in Yun Niang's words, it was placed on the door to ward off evil spirits, and placed on the bedside for contraception.

Gu Qingchen didn't have a joke: "Have you just learned to practice calligraphy?" ”

Tang Chujiu replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

Gu Qingchen took up the pen and wrote a neat article "The Second Concubine of Youyu": The second concubine of the beginning of the Yuan, the daughter of Di Yao, the concubine is Youyu, and she is subordinate to Shun, and she can work hard in the end...... After writing, I put down the pen and handed it over.

Tang Chujiu took it and looked at it, breathtaking, the word is vigorous and powerful, three points into the wood, and the view is like a loose horse flying into the air and leaving the dust, and like a dragon flying in the sky, it comes from nothingness, and returns to the void, compared with his own, it is really the difference between cloud and mud: "The general writes so well." ”

Gu Qingchen said seriously: "If you practice more, the words will look good, and when I first learned it, it was hard to look at." ”

At this time, the cuckoo's call sounded outside the door, but it was three long and two short. Gu Qingchen listened, and his lips that remained unchanged for eternity hooked up a shallow smile that was almost imperceptible, he rarely smiled, and now the coldness of his eyebrows faded in an instant, like the earth that had been frozen for a whole winter suddenly bloomed in spring, and there was life everywhere: "Never, you are still alive, very good." ”

Shen never said in black, and his face was as white as paper: "Subordinates should be damned, they failed to protect the general's ......"

Gu Qingchen raised his hand and interrupted Shen Conglai's self-blame: "Go and recuperate." ”

Shen Cong glanced at Tang Chujiu and was reluctant to leave. Last time, the general died nine times in his life, that is, there was a spies, and this woman was the woman of Prime Minister Song before, so she had to guard against it.

Gu Qingchen was not angry and arrogant: "Go quickly." ”

Shen had never received his order and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Tang Chujiu's eyes widened, half envious and half admired: "It's amazing." ”

Gu Qingchen glanced at Tang Chujiu, and his face became cold and snowy again.

Tang Chujiu: "......" picked up the pen and copied Gu Qingchen's words.

Gu Qingchen picked up "The Female Ring" casually and watched it. Inadvertently glanced up, but saw that the tip of Tang Chujiu's nose was a little black, but she didn't realize it, and she was engrossed in practicing calligraphy. With a movement of his fingers, he tried to wipe off the blackness, but halfway through, he changed his course, turned a page of the book, and continued to read.

When Tang Chujiu found out, he had already been swaggering through the market with it for most of the day, and Yun Niang jokingly asked: "Is this your boudoir fun?" ”

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