"You are the emperor, you have no jokes! How can you go back on your word?! This is no different from a scoundrel! Kita screamed angrily.

Zhu Yijun was also angry and asked loudly: "Who do you say is a scoundrel?" ”

Not to be outdone, Bei Juese said: "It's you!" Rebel scoundrel, villain! The more he talked, the more angry he became, Bei Juese didn't want to talk to Zhu Yijun anymore, so he turned around and was about to go out.

"What kind of attitude do you have?!" Zhu Yijun grabbed his wrist, "Did I let you step down?!" "It's just that he won't let him teach the princess embroidery, and he'll be angry at himself, right?

"Let it go!"

"Don't let it go!"

Familiar dialogues, similar scenes are staged in the dormitory again, and two equally paranoid children begin to quarrel again. One insisted on leaving, the other insisted on staying, and under the struggle, Zhu Yijun's hand accidentally let go, and Bei Juese, who was competing with him, fell back defenselessly, and suddenly hit the square table on the side, and just hit the wound that had not healed.

Seeing Bei Jue covering his arms with a painful face, Zhu Yijun's anger suddenly ran away without a trace. He ran forward and anxiously pulled Bei Juese's hand, rolled up his sleeve to check the injury, and only relieved himself after making sure that the wound had not been cracked open again.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Zhu Yijun's voice softened.

Kita stubbornly tilted his head to the other side and didn't look at him.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you continue to teach the princess embroidery, okay?" Although Zhu Yijun was very angry, he still chose to compromise in the end.

Thinking that he had misheard, Bei Juese turned around and looked at him with disbelief.

Zhu Yijun sighed helplessly and said, "There's nothing else, you can go out." ”

Bei Juese hesitated for a moment, but turned around and walked out. When he was about to walk to the door, Zhu Yijun suddenly ran up, hugged him from behind, and said weakly in a pleading tone: "Xiaobei, promise me, don't smile so much at the imperial sister, okay?" ”

Before Bei Juese reacted, Zhu Yijun put his face on Bei Juese's shoulder, and said in a voice like an injured person: "You have never smiled at me like that." Seeing you smile so happily at the imperial sister, my heart is very uncomfortable, and I am very jealous of her. Xiaobei, am I really not as good as the imperial sister? Can't I make you laugh? Xiaobei, tell me, in your heart, am I really so unbearable? Unbearable enough to make you disdain to laugh at me? ”

In normal times, Bei Juese had already unceremoniously beaten people, but Zhu Yijun's low pleading, which seemed to hide a lot of painful words, made Bei Juese a little overwhelmed. He froze in place, Zhu Yijun wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, leaning on his back and saying nothing. The two of them just stood there, motionless and silent.

The afternoon sun shining through the open window sprinkled on the two of them, very warm, very warm......

After that day, Bei Juese can still enter and exit the Qianqing Palace freely, and still wait for the emperor to go to the palace of the Luo nobles every day after going to the upper court, teach the nobles thrushes, and teach the princess to embroider.

Everything is back to normal, and everything looks pretty much the same as before. The only difference is that Zhu Yijun has inexplicably finished his official work early recently, and he runs to Luo Guiren's bedroom very diligently.

Of course, Luo Guiren understood in his heart that the emperor was not here for her, everything was just for the sake of Bei Jue. Of course, she was uncomfortable knowing the truth, but she quietly pretended not to understand on her face, and deliberately dressed up beautifully every day, and when the emperor came up, she happily greeted him with the most beautiful attitude. She was waiting, waiting for the day when the emperor would give up the northern beauty. Therefore, in addition to occasionally "inadvertently" boasting in front of the emperor how the beauty of the north and Princess Gongjing complement each other, she also secretly fanned the flames, using joking means to tease the budding youthful feelings of the two and the feelings of the young girl.

On the surface, everything Luo Guiren did seemed to be very successful. She was very successful in making the emperor's face black several times, and she was also very successful in often making the pure Princess of the North and Gong Jing blushing. However, although she has secretly done a lot of work, between Bei Juese and Princess Gong Jing, she still maintains a friendly relationship between the princess and the palace people in a regular manner, and the emperor's heart is still on Bei Juese's body and there is no sign of taking it back.

Faced with such a reality, Luo Guiren, who felt that he had nothing to do, was a little anxious. She waited for the masked man who could give her advice to show up and give her instructions, but after waiting for several nights when the masked man didn't appear, she couldn't help but be anxious and irritable.

This night, Luo Guiren lay on the bed again and turned and couldn't sleep. She kept her eyes open in the darkness until it was almost dawn, when she suddenly woke up from her slumber, hurriedly lit a lamp, ran to the closet, opened the door with all her might, threw out all the clothes inside, and rummaged through the scattered mess. Eventually, she found a blue purse embroidered with two sticks and a lotus. She took the purse in her hand and gently touched it back and forth, a strange smile on her face.

The first light appeared in the eastern sky, and Luo Guiren had already thought of a plan that she thought was perfect, and now she couldn't wait to put it into action immediately. She suppressed her inexplicable excitement, stood up and walked to the dressing table, and slowly combed the long scattered hair in front of the bronze mirror. She waits, waiting for the protagonists who will appear in the show she has planned.

Without a premonition, someone was going to plot against her, and Princess Gongjing came to Luo Guiren's dormitory one after another, as usual.

After teaching Luo Guiren thrush in Bei Juese, Luo Guiren said to Princess Gong Jing: "Sister Jing'er, today's weather is a little stuffy, why don't we go to the painting pool and embroider in the painting pavilion?" ”

"Okay." Princess Gong Jing agreed with a smile.

So, Luo Guiren took Xiao Jasmine and Ruan Dasan, Princess Gong Jing followed the palace maid to pull the wind, and Bei Juese followed the personal guard Dong Wuving, and the group of people took all the tools and set off towards the painting pool.

Luo Guiren took Princess Gong Jing's hand and swam around the painting pond, and after watching the flowers embroidered by the princess of the Northern Absolute Sect for a while in the painting pavilion, she said, "It doesn't seem to be too early. The emperor didn't know that we were here, and I had to go back. ”

Princess Gong Jing asked a little puzzled, "Why does Sister Luo have to go back in person?" Wouldn't it be okay to let Little Jasmine or Little Three go back? ”

Luo Guiren glanced at Xiao Jasmine and Ruan Dasan, and said, "The two of them always do things in a bad way, how can I rest assured?" You're busy here, I'll go back. ”