The maid took Mu Xing'er to the atrium, Jing Yu was already waiting like this, the moonlight was shining on his body, and he was holding a cup and drinking alone under the moon.

"Is there any injury on the apricot girl?"

"As long as I can see the Third Highness, it doesn't matter if Xing'er is a little injured."

Mu Xing'er lowered her head shyly, her voice was soft and glutinous, at this time, the fragrance on her body was shocking, and then she changed the clothes that the maid prepared for her, and went to the next station in the moonlight, but she also had a bit of a look.

Jing Yi slowly approached her, wanting to dismiss the attendants around her, but was stopped by Mu Xing'er in a hurry.

She looked at him timidly, and then quickly turned her head away.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, the words of the matchmaker of the parents' orders, although the apricots ...... But this matter has to be decided by the family, and I am still an innocent girl, if the family does not agree, I must not tarnish the innocent reputation of me and the third prince, and make people see the joke. ”

"It's that the king owes it to consideration, and Xing'er said yes."

Jing Yipi didn't smile, and he was very mocking Mu Xing'er's pretentious appearance in his heart, didn't he just want to climb into his bed? Where do you care about such a trivial thing as a festival? It's clearly a gesture.

But at this time, everything is still unknown, he must be careful, since Mu Xing'er wants to act, then he has to accompany him.

In order to preserve this so-called innocence, Jing Yi had no choice but to be surrounded by a group of subordinates and microcosm, and had a stiff ambiguous relationship with Mu Xing'er for a while.

After a short time, he lacked interest, and took care of the sedan chair to send Mu Xing'er back to Xiangge.

At the same time as her, Jing Mufan with a gloomy face was also going back to the Xiang Pavilion, and at this time he was slowly walking into the Hui Xiang Pavilion with a small servant dressed as an attendant.

Gui's mother and the girls who greeted the guests at the door recognized the extraordinary Jing Mufan between their eyebrows at a glance, and they hurriedly glanced at each other, asked privately about their intentions, and took Jing Mufan to the private room.

Jing Mufan looked at the well-brewed glass of wine in front of him, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and shook it lightly following Mu Wenran's last action.

Today, he suffered a great humiliation from the emperor in the Qinzheng Palace.

"These articles are blunt, lifeless, superficial in understanding, and have no atmospheric momentum, they are all partial understandings, and you don't appreciate the essence of them at all." The Emperor, tired, angrily threw the advice he had written in an hour to the ground.

The two Taifu standing around them knelt on the ground in shock, kowtowing and apologizing.

Looking at the two Taifu who had turned their eyebrows gray, he couldn't bear it in his heart, and couldn't help but distinguish a few words for the two.

"Father, your sons and daughters already like to do martial arts, and you want your sons to learn literature, which is really against Confucius's words to teach students according to their aptitude."

"You are presumptuous!"

The emperor didn't listen to his explanation at all, and still looked at him angrily.

"How could I have demanded that you write such ornate rhetoric like the champion? This strategy is based on your own experience, don't play tricks with me here, and have the time to read more books. ”

"Erchen understands, but I also ask my father not to embarrass the emperor, they have really tried their best."

"Hmph, if you really feel sorry for your master, you should learn their skills, if you become a talent, why do they need to be punished with you?"

The emperor didn't let him go at all, so that he had nothing to say, so he could only retreat after a perfunctory sentence.

In order to prepare for today, it was more than a month, but in the end, he was scolded by the emperor, Jing Mufan really didn't feel good in his heart.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw Zheng Wanqing waiting on the side early, looking at him expectantly.

"The Queen Mother."

"Mu Fan, your father tortured your knowledge, how did you answer?"

Jing Mufan's eyes dodged, and he didn't want to answer this question, but where is Zheng Wanqing such a perfunctory person, with one look, Zheng Wanqing understood everything, and her originally enthusiastic face instantly turned cold.

"On weekdays, if you study harder, you just don't get into your brain, in my opinion, your little ability is not as good as your brother." After saying this, Zheng Wanqing left impatiently.

Jing Mufan stood alone in the tuyere, his mood was complicated, he didn't know that as the crown prince, he was the most powerful chess piece in Zheng Wanqing's hands, he won the favor of the emperor, and the queen's family was full of glory, if he lost power, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Feeling depressed, he couldn't settle down to read a word in the study for a long time, and he was very anxious.

I wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't want to walk and think about this Xiangge.

Maybe he can talk to Mu Wenran about the bitterness in his heart? Thinking like this, he quickened his pace and entered the Huixiang Pavilion.

After waiting for a short time, Mu Wenran knocked on the door and walked in politely, followed by Mother Gui with a pot of wine.

"Why is the prince here today? What's the matter with me? ”

"If it's okay, can't I come to you for a drink?"

Mu Wenran's bright and gentle smile made Jing Mufan's heart feel inexplicably stable, he chuckled, and drank the wine on the table as soon as he took it.

Compared with the last time, this wine is a little more spicy, and the sweetness after the spicy taste makes him have an endless aftertaste.

"Why did you give me a drink of spirits this time? I thought you'd give me some mulled wine like you did last time. Jing Mufan paused, frowning slightly. Don't call me the prince anymore, just call me the prince. ”

Son? Mu Wenran almost burst out laughing, if he didn't know that he was so restrained in the palace, looking at him at this time would be like a landlord who went out to collect rent.

"Yes, I see, Childe." She nodded, and recalled.

Playing with the wine glass in his hand, Jing Mufan looked at Mu Wenran with interest and suddenly asked. "Do you know how to appreciate the state of mind written by the author in the book?"

Feel the author's state of mind? Mu Wenran gave him a strange look.

Why do you suddenly ask this? But you have a problem you don't understand? ”

"Sort of, you answer my question first."

"Naturally, you can only know the author's mood by putting yourself in the shoes of the person and being there, right? If you integrate yourself into it, if you feel that it is praised by the other side, if you feel that it is wrong, then find out what is wrong with it and explain your own opinion, isn't it that simple? ”

Mu Wenran tilted his head for a moment, and explained briefly.

Is it immersive? Jing Mufan thought thoughtfully for a long time, and then shook his head helplessly, what Mu Wenran said, he didn't expect that this little girl could sit in the position of the boss lady now, and there are a lot of ideas for this head.

"I actually know that Childe's heart may not be comfortable today, but since Childe has come to me to drink, then put aside your troubles and have a good drink, I may not be able to help you much, but only this wine, I can supply you infinitely."