The next morning, the warm morning light sprinkled the courtyard, the crystal morning dew sparkled among the branches and leaves, and the breeze slowly blew into the window of the wing, bringing a burst of comfort.

An Yiran on the bed slowly opened her eyes in a hazy sleep, and after she tried to wake up for a while, she lifted the brocade mattress and sat up, stretching her waist comfortably, at this time her mood had a kind of lightness that she had not seen for a long time.

After a sincere heart-to-heart conversation with Song Moyu last night, the resentment against him in her heart instantly dissipated a lot.

In fact, she could feel that Song Moyu was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, although he was strict and indifferent to her on the surface, but once he encountered trouble, he would still take the initiative to come forward for her, although there was no deep affection between them.

To put it bluntly, they just don't beat passers-by they don't know, and where his kindness lies to her.

An Yiran finished dressing up and came to the dining room to make some breakfast to fill her stomach.

When she stepped into the dining room, she found a ready-made breakfast on the stove, she looked back a few times suspiciously, and found that there was no one here except her, she instantly rejoiced, guessing that this should be the breakfast that Song Moyu had found out and left for her.

An Yiran picked up the ready-made breakfast and enjoyed it with relish, feeling in a good mood, thinking that after the two had a frank conversation last night, it could be regarded as a real reconciliation, presumably Song Moyu should not embarrass her anymore.

That way, maybe she won't have to do the tiring work of cleaning the yard anymore.

Thinking about it, she instantly ignited a strong hope in her heart, sped up to solve the breakfast, and then ran to Song Moyu's study with the fifty times of "Female Virtue" copied yesterday.

In the study of the Beijing suburbs

Song Moyu sat straight in front of the bookcase, holding a military book in his hand, and after a few cursory glances, he slowly raised his head, stared at Lin Shen who was standing on the side with a serious gaze, and asked in a deep tone: "What has happened on the eldest brother's side recently?" ”

"Back to His Royal Highness, I learned through inquiries from my subordinates that the eldest prince has been frequently moving around the army recently, and he has a close relationship with Lin Zhi, the righteous son of Captain Lin." Lin Shen inquired and reported what he heard to Song Moyu truthfully, and he didn't dare to hide it.

"Lin Zhi?" Song Moyu frowned, his eyes inquired and read the name, after a while, he cleared his mind and asked carefully: "Is Lin Zhi the general of Zhenbei who led an army of 100,000 to conquer Moxi last year and returned victorious?" ”

"That's right, it is General Lin who has achieved many military exploits at a young age, his future is limitless, and it was Captain Lin who focused on cultivating him, if the eldest prince can get the support and support of that General Lin in the future, Your Highness, your situation will be even more difficult!" Lin Shen analyzed carefully, a sense of sorrow climbed up his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but have a faint worry in his heart.

"Huh! So what? This king is not uncommon for the position of prince, not to mention that Taiwei Lin has a close relationship with my eldest imperial brother, and his righteous son must support my eldest imperial brother. Song Moyu's black pupils emitted a hint of indifference, and he sneered disdainfully, feeling that Lin Shen's worries were superfluous, that was a situation that would definitely appear in the future, and now worrying would inevitably disturb melancrity.

"But the eldest prince already regards you as a thorn in his side, and he makes it difficult for you everywhere, and rumors that are unfavorable to you are flying all over the people in Beijing, and there are many folds that have been presented to His Majesty to impeach you, and his subordinates are worried that if this continues, the eldest prince will definitely suppress you head-on, so that you will never be able to turn over and create a disaster for you."

Lin Shen persuaded loyally, he couldn't understand Song Moyu's thoughts, in the face of the turbulence of the current situation in the DPRK and China, his master could still be so calm, and he was not afraid of the big prince's attack.

"He sees me as a thorn in his side, isn't he afraid that I will hinder him from ascending to the throne of the prince? Then I will hide, the throne he wants to give to him, I am not rare, just ask him not to go too far, if he is willing to settle with my well water and not violate the river water, then I will back down and be an idle prince, if he has to offend me, then I am not weak and deceitful! Song Moyu's tone was helpless but firm, he often warned himself that he must not be a weak person, and he must not be as powerless to resist as he was when he was a child, and let others oppress him.

"But my subordinates think that the eldest prince will not dare to suppress you too blatantly, after all, your maternal uncle is the high-ranking and powerful Xiangguo Lord of Nanyue, and the Xiao family has a big business, no matter what, the eldest prince will also take care of the power of Xiangguofu." Lin Shen thought about it for a while, and felt that things might not be as bad as he imagined.

"The Xiao family is now not as good as a year, this king can't count on it, although my father is afraid of the Xiao family's power, but he has always been lukewarm to this queen's mother's uncle, and Xiangguofu is currently tending to be worse than a year!" Song Moyu sighed helplessly.

He suddenly recalled that since those things happened ten years ago, his maternal uncle Xiao Xiangguo was hated by his father, but despite this, Xiao Xiangguo was still extremely powerful, even if his father was angry, he didn't dare to do anything with him, but he could really reuse it, I am afraid that it would never be talked about anymore, because the two sides could not go to the heart and lost trust, and the disaster of the destruction of the Lianfu was exchanged for the neglect of the Xiao family.

The two were concentrating on talking, when a trace of movement suddenly appeared outside the door, and then Chang Feng's puzzled voice came: "Miss An, are you here to see Your Highness?" Why don't you stand at the door and not go in? ”

Song Moyu and Lin Shen in the house heard the movement and hurriedly ended the conversation, both of them were worried, they couldn't be sure that An Yiran had just listened to their conversation, although they knew that she was unlikely to betray them, but these words were not suitable for transmission after all.

As soon as An Yiran walked to the door of the study just now, she heard Song Moyu and Lin Shen talking in the room, the atmosphere was a little serious, although she was stupid and unruly, but she also understood the reason why she should not go to disturb when others were talking.

When she was about to turn around and leave, she heard Song Moyu's sentence "This king is not uncommon, and the position of the prince...".

Driven by curiosity, she stopped, hid in the corner by the door, and sneaked into a whisper, listening to what the two were talking about.

As a result, the two of them talked about a bunch of things that she neither understood nor interested in, and just as she felt bored and was about to leave, she encountered a sudden appearance of the usual wind, which frightened her and almost fell off a stack of rice paper in her hand.

Just when she was embarrassed to be overheard by someone, Lin Shen suddenly walked out of the study, looked at An Yiran as usual, and said in a calm tone: "Miss An, you go in, Your Highness is waiting for you inside." ”

"Good!" An Yiran nodded in a daze, hesitating and not daring to raise her feet to step into the study, the whole person felt empty.

She regretted it at the moment, and she didn't understand why she had just stopped to eavesdrop on the boring conversation, which had made her very embarrassed now.

Lin Shen left directly after the report, and walked in the direction of the backyard, Chang Feng saw this, and left with the same acquaintance, quickly caught up with Lin Shen, hugged his shoulder affectionately and asked with a smile: "I just got a pot of good wine there today, why don't we drink some?" ”

"Don't drink! I'm going to practice martial arts later! Lin Shen resistantly took Chang Feng's hand away and walked forward alone, Chang Feng followed Lin Shen like a dog skin plaster behind him, shouting while chasing: "Alas! Deep, you go slowly, wait for me! ”

An Yiran stood motionless, staring intently at the figures of Lin Shen and Chang Feng getting farther and farther away, she unconsciously hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a shallow pear vortex, with an appreciative gaze, thinking that this guard was really fun, the two of them moved and were still, and the picture seemed harmonious and interesting, which made her look fascinated.

"Why are you still out there? Do you have the courage to eavesdrop, but not to come in? It wasn't until Song Moyu's cold voice sounded in the study that An Yiran reacted, she squeezed the stack of rice paper in her hand, smoothed out her inner emotions, and then stepped into the study calmly.

As soon as she entered the door, a flattering smile appeared on her face, looked at Song Moyu, walked directly to the bookcase, solemnly put the stack of rice paper in her hand in front of Song Moyu, and said confidently: "Your Highness, all the books you ordered me to copy fifty times yesterday are here, please take a look!" ”

Song Moyu stared at An Yiran with an unfathomable gaze, picked up the rice paper silently, lowered his head and flipped through it carefully.

An Yiran stood quietly in front of the bookcase, her eyes staring directly at the changes in his expression as he read the contents of the paper, and she couldn't help but get nervous, for fear that he would not be satisfied and reject her to copy it again.

After Song Moyu carefully examined it, his face was calm as usual, he nodded for a while and shook his head for a while, and then raised his eyes and looked at An Yiran seriously and asked, "What kind of truth does the fifth line of Chapter 10 of the book tell?" ”

"It's... Speak... Talking about the needs of the women in the boudoir..."An Yiran's spot check on him was completely unexpected, she didn't expect him to come unreasonably, so scared that she was a little overwhelmed, and she couldn't answer a complete sentence for a long time.

"I've copied the book fifty times, but I can't tell the truth smoothly, it seems that I copied the book unintentionally!" Song Moyu narrowed his eyes a little dissatisfied.

"You didn't tell me to explain the reason!" An Yiran lowered her head aggrievedly and muttered in a low voice.

"This king asked you to memorize it, not because you want you to memorize it, but because I want you to understand the truth." Song Moyu shook her head, threw down the rice paper, and gave An Yiran a stern lesson, and her serious momentum scared her so much that she didn't dare to squeak at all.

This is actually really aggrieved for her, she thought that he just wanted her to memorize the content of the book, but she didn't know that what he wanted was for her to understand the essence of the book.

In this world where a woman's lack of talent is virtue, how can she know what the meaning of endorsement does she know? It was not easy for her to recite the contents of the book word for word.

"Your Highness, I'm a deep girl, how can I understand these endorsement truths? Why don't I memorize the contents of the book? I remember it in prison! An Yiran worked hard to break the embarrassment, and smiled and rounded the scene for herself.

Song Moyu pondered for a while, picked up the stack of rice paper again, and said in a calm tone: "This calligraphy is beautifully written, but it's a pity, your copy is really just a copy, you don't know the essence of it, let's copy it fifty times again!" ”

"Copy it fifty more times???" An Yiran was stunned for an instant, and her heart kept trembling.

"What? Too little? Or a hundred times? Song Moyu glared at her sharply, and raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a meaningful evil smile.

"No, no, no, it's not a lot at all, I'll go back and continue to copy the book, so I won't bother you!" An Yiran couldn't wait to slip away at this time, for fear that Song Moyu would have another problem.

Just as she was about to slip away, Song Moyu's nightmarish voice came from behind her: "Also, don't forget, your kindness hasn't been repaid yet!" If you haven't cleaned your yard before noon, don't even think about today's lunch. ”

An Yiran's heart was entangled at the moment, she dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, she kept cursing him in her heart, and took back all the good impressions she had of him last night, and she realized that the nature of a black-bellied person is difficult to change, and the character of pity and pity jade cannot be seen in Song Moyu.