Su Lu saw that Ah Xue was writing seriously, and couldn't bear to disturb him, so he walked lightly to the small pavilion on the edge of Fangcao Pavilion, admiring the snowdrops that were like Ah Xue with his head down and wantonly exuding fragrance.

When Ah Xue finished writing a big character, her tired eyes were a little sour, she sat up straight and stretched, and was about to take a closer look at her masterpiece, but at a glance she caught a glimpse of Su Lu, who was looking at her in the pavilion and grinning.

Ah Xue was a little flustered for a while, the rise of playing yesterday, and Su Lu didn't feel inappropriate to learn to write, but now that I think about it carefully, a drama who sold himself to the Qinglou is still learning to write, which is somewhat funny.

Hurriedly looked around, trying to hide this piece of rice paper covered with handwriting, but more than a gust of evil wind came from nowhere, just blowing the rice paper to the grass outside.

Seeing this, Su Lu smiled at Ah Xue, waved his hand, and said, "Miss Ah Xue, don't worry, I will send it, Miss Ah Xue also saw my words yesterday, and I can also be regarded as half of Miss Ah Xue's teacher, and I am very shy." With that, he quickly picked up the rice paper and walked into the Fangcao Pavilion while looking at it.

Ah Xue had no choice but to tidy up the four treasures of the study on the table, lit a small tandoor, and prepared to cook a pot of green tea for Su Lu.

Su Lu sat down and carefully studied Ah Xue's handwriting, if Su Lu didn't know what Ah Xue wrote, it would probably take some time to refine the handwriting. The ink marks like earthworms crawling over were twisted and entangled, and only the approximate shape of a snow character remained.

Su Lu couldn't cry or laugh a little, and wanted to open his mouth to laugh, but when he saw Ah Xue's face full of righteousness, he had no choice but to straighten his posture and said, "Ah Xue, when I taught you to write by hand yesterday, I remembered that the pair of characters was still okay, how did it become like this today." ”

Ah Xue was a little twisted, her little face was slightly red, and she said, "I don't know, I obviously felt good when I wrote it, but I didn't expect it to look like this when I picked it up." As he spoke, he sifted a bowl of boiled tea and placed it in the empty space on Su Lu's left.

Su Lu thought about it, patted his head, and said: "I know, how can you start writing directly without practicing horizontal and vertical, isn't it that you can't learn to run if you don't know how to walk, don't worry, you can't be in a hurry to practice calligraphy, tomorrow I will bring you some strokes and calligraphy that I copied when I was a child, you learn from scratch, and it will naturally look good." ”

Ah Xue hurriedly agreed.

Su Lu talked about writing, drank a few cups of tea, ate two or three snacks, and felt that it was really easy to get along with Ah Xue, and he didn't have to think about anything, he only focused on teaching words.

Su Lu taught strokes for a while, took a sip of tea, tasted it carefully, put down the brush, and the simple strokes were almost taught, and I was worried before coming to Ah Xue, for fear that I would be negligent about the situation in the court, and I had been playing with Orchid for a long time before, not to mention that I was inexplicably sentimental last night, I didn't sleep well, I was very tired, the weather was just right, the cool breeze was breezy, neither hot nor cold, and it was comfortable for people to want to sleep.

So Su Lu instructed Ah Xue to clean up a place for him to lie down and come out, wanting to take a nap.

This can make Ah Xue a little distressed, the first floor of Fangcao Pavilion is a private room for Su Lu and Li Che, there is a desk, a low table for eating snacks and drinking tea, there are bottles of flowers and plants, and there are screens that decorate the interior, but there is no place for Su Lu to sleep.

Unless......

Go to the room assigned to her on the second floor.

Ah Xue bit her lip, the room here can't be said to be a boudoir, just a place for her to live, and her clothes in it have also been packed up, the whole room is quite clean and neat, there is nothing inappropriate, but Ah Xue couldn't help but burn her face when she thought that Su Lu would sleep on her bed.

But she couldn't help but serve Su Lu, and the old bustard instructed that since her room was arranged in this private room, she would have to take better care of these two masters.

It's just to let Su Lu sleep, he doesn't need to do anything, just fan the fan on the side, maybe the fan won't be needed, just lend the bed to Su Lu to rest, and wait for Su Lu to change the bed quilt. Ah Xue comforted herself in her heart.

So he relieved his mind and led Su Lu, who was yawning, to his room on the second floor, Ah Xue still couldn't wait for Su Lu to strip and sleep, and Su Lu didn't bother to take it off, so he lay on Ah Xue's bed.

Su Lu felt very comfortable, Ah Xue's bed was soft and gentle, and there was an intoxicating aroma, and after a while, Su Lu dreamed of meeting Zhou Gong.

Ah Xue sat on the chair moved by the side, fanning Su Lu for a while, looking at Su Lu's quiet sleeping face, she couldn't help but think about it in her mind, holding back a smile for a while, flushing with shame for a while, and a little melancholy and sad for a while.

Sitting stunned, tired of seeing Su Lu's face, Ah Xue was a little bored, half lying on the bed, avoiding Su Lu's body, counting the stitches on the quilt, playing with her hair, and after a while, she also fell asleep deeply.