Wen Guqi woke up and found himself crouching on the bookcase.

The candle burned halfway, and the wax tears solidified in the candlestick, turning into an irregularly dripping aggregate.

There was also a book pressed under his hand, Wen Guqi looked at it, but saw that it was a chess game, and it was the simplest one, and the chess patterns on it were all simple moves that he knew when he was six or seven years old.

Wen Guqi picked up the chess book, looked at the dim candlelight for a while, flipped through it casually, and then put it down again.

When he stood up, he found that there were many more furnishings in the room that he had never seen before, and the shadow of the peach trees could be seen outside the screen window, which was a little hazy in the night.

A new wardrobe with a wood grain like a flower was added, and a Bogu shelf was set up next to it.

The Bogu shelf was half full.

Wen Guqi walked to the ancient shelf of Nabo and smoked a book casually.

But I saw that the handwriting on it was blurred, and after reading the whole book, I could only recognize a few words.

Turn the book to the front. The book was not marked in any way, and it was very shabby, saying that it was an ancient book but I had never seen such a blur.

Useful ancient books have always been mostly clear, and some microscopic words can be recognized no matter how bad they are, but this book can't be used at all, and it has no use value, Jiang Ruofu is unpredictable, and he also puts such a book on the shelf to collect it.

Next to it is a completely brand new "The Biography of the Daughters" that still has no traces of reading, as if it has just been bought and has not had time to read it.

Wen Guqi didn't look at it again, but walked outside the house, and there were a few trees outside the house, although they were not fully rooted and looked a little crooked, but they looked quite good.

I don't know where to temporarily pull out two peach blossom trees that bloom just right, pull them out and plant them in Qinghui Garden, and realize that there is a sense of red willow green sparse shadow alley, and more colors will be more fireworks in the world.

Jiang Huaiyin picked up those fallen branches in the yard, this seemed to be Jiang Huaiyin's hobby, every time he came here, he would see Jiang Huaiyin picking up these dead branches in the yard.

Jiang Huaiyin was tired of picking it up, and sat down on the ground, and the newly made robe was stained all of a sudden. But he just stared blankly at the pile of dead branches, and Xiao Yu didn't bother him, just accompanied by him, and there was something embroidered on his hands.

Wen Guqi lifted the bamboo curtain and walked into the room, noting down the furnishings in the room.

After reading the title page of Jiang Ruofu's book, I knew that she was in the Xuanban of the school.

Without facing the mirror, he also skillfully removed his hair with one hand, and threw the removed hairpin back into the dresser.

The sound of the pearl is crisp.

Lowering his eyes, he looked at the jade pendant hanging on Jiang Ruofu's body and the wearing ring that pressed the skirt, and he casually untied it and put it on the table.

Seeing that the silhouette shape of the jade pendant was somewhat similar to his jade pendant, I don't know if Jiang Ruofu picked it casually or subconsciously.

Wen Guqi's fingertips rubbed the flower surface of the jade pendant, and the big moon flower occupied the entire jade pendant, without any blank space.

This moon flower is too domineering, just a flower. There are no flowers and leaves, and the clusters also occupy the entire jade pendant flower surface in such a stunned manner, although it is grand and beautiful, it looks a little strong, strong and strong, and it is necessary to occupy a whole jade pendant with the beauty of Ling Aofu, unlike Jiang Ruofu's style.

Jiang Ruofu has always been cautious, and the things he uses are inconspicuous.

Even if she was half a point open, she didn't dare to wear it on her body.

Among the ornaments with the moon next to her, the moon is cold and small in a corner, or leaning in the center but not taking up too much position, now why did she choose such a jade pendant to hang on her body.

Wen Guqi put the jade pendant on the table.

Xiaoyu came in the door,

"Miss, have you finished your schoolwork?"

Wen Guqi asked rhetorically,

"Do you know what homework you left today?"

Xiaoyu was a little puzzled, Miss had never asked her this question, and Miss had written down her homework and brought it back on paper.

If you forget the content of the coursework, you will read it yourself.

Xiaoyu took out the small booklet in Jiang Ruofu's bookcase and handed it to Wen Guqi,

"Isn't this Miss's schoolwork?"

Wen Guqi took it and opened the small bookbox, and there was indeed a note in the bookbox, and he wrote down what he wanted to do with hairpins.

The writing is thin and small, and although it is not very pretty, it is neatly written.

Wen Guqi saw that there was still half an hour of archery above, his eyes flashed slightly,

"I don't remember clearly, have I practiced archery every day these days?"

Xiao Yu nodded affirmatively,

"And yesterday, Miss, didn't you still scratch, or you won't practice today, if you don't practice for a day and a half, it won't get in the way, Miss Gu's flower banquet may not be very powerful, as long as you can get by, now you can shoot the target, it's ten times, and five times it's hit." Presumably enough. ”

Xiaoyu couldn't bear to bow her head, looked at Wen Guqi's hand, and said distressedly,

"Miss, your hands should be used to read and write, why do you need to keep improving what these men do?"

Wen Guqi followed her gaze and looked at his hand, facing the dim candlelight, only to find that there were red marks on the tiger's mouth of these hands, and the wound was scabbed, and the originally thin white hand now had this dazzling blood-red wound, which was very discordant.

Wen Guqi's eyes darkened a little, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he was silent for a while.

"What about the gentleman who taught archery?"

Xiao Yu complained,

"Didn't Mr. be dragged away by the second lady? Obviously, the second lady is not in a hurry to participate in the flower court banquet, but she insisted on snatching this gentleman who teaches archery, miss, you are really good-tempered, I think that in a few days, there will be a gentleman in the school who specializes in teaching riding and archery, and you can practice it yourself first. ”

Wen Guqi looked at the blood scar on his hand, and looked at the slightly dim light, and felt that the marks were many and deep, and the color was so deep that it seemed to be the color of the blood soaked in the blood.

Xiaoyu continued,

"But you see, now there is no gentleman to teach, you must have done something wrong, so that now your hands are full of injuries, before I saw that Miss Fourth often shoots archery and plays, when she first learned to ride and shoot, she was injured, how did you get injured."

Wen Guqi looked at the injury of the tiger's mouth, and suddenly remembered the last time she saw Jiang Ruofu, she subconsciously turned her fingers.

Even in her own body, she subconsciously turned her fingers.

But she never thought that the wrench itself was used for archery, and without that small wrench, it would be bruised by the tail feathers of the arrow.

The archery teacher was also snatched away, so she didn't know how to find a wrench to protect herself from injury.

It's what it looks like today.

Xiaoyu is still persuading,

"Miss, don't practice today, my aunt will feel distressed when I see it, if you continue to practice like this, this wound will definitely be discovered by my aunt, and my aunt probably doesn't want you to make yourself like this for a banquet."

Wen Guqi said softly.

Xiao Yu still subconsciously continued,

"And it's not a good night, your eyes hurt, you ......"

Xiao Yu paused, and was still a little slow to come,

"You're saying you won't practice today?"

Wen Guqi nodded, looked at the dazzling wound, and affirmed,

"I don't practice anymore."

Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, she had persuaded Miss every day for the past few days, but there was no day that Miss listened to her advice.

Even if she persuades her, the young lady will still continue to practice, and if she can't see clearly at night, she will use a bamboo fire against her, and she will make a noise until her aunt sleeps peacefully, so she will go to the back mountain to practice. When his hand was wounded, he wrapped it in cloth.

Miss today finally listened to her advice.

Xiaoyu suddenly remembered something, the first literary network

"Miss, you have a riding and archery lesson tomorrow, right?"

Without subduing the temperature and answering alone, Xiaoyu sighed, yes, she remembered that there was, no wonder Miss didn't practice today, because tomorrow there will be a gentleman to teach.

So I suspended for a day today, not because I listened to her advice, but because the young lady wanted to recharge her energy so that she could continue practicing tomorrow.

I'm sure I'll continue to practice in the future.

Xiaoyu sighed.

Wen Guqi looked at the pair of slender white hands, opened his thumb and index finger, but he could see that there were wounds hidden in the tiger's mouth, the wounds were so many, so deep, the new wounds overlapped with the old wounds, the new tender red and the blood-colored scars that had been separated from the injury not long ago, I don't know how many times I had to be scratched by the tail feathers to carve such a shocking injury.

If it is an ordinary girl, I am afraid that I will not continue to practice even if I get one or two wounds, but listen to Xiaoyu. This injury is no longer what it is suffering now, it is the result of repeated practice, and it will not stop even if it is already injured.

Wen Guqi's eyes were deep, but he felt more and more that Jiang Ruofu was unpredictable,

How much she wants to win, how important this flower banquet is, so important that she wants to make her hands look like this.

But she wanted to win like this, and the husband who taught archery was robbed, and she didn't want to come back, but just blindly tolerated it.

It's both contradictory and strange, but this should be Jiang Ruofu's style.

Carry everything by yourself and endure it yourself.

It's already hard work, but I don't say a word.

——

Jiang Ruofu opened his eyes and saw the song scroll in front of him, smiling.

Jiang Ruofu woke up suddenly, still a little stunned,

"What are you laughing at?"

Song scroll busy,

"The slave is thinking about you, you're probably in a good mood today. So happy for you too. ”

Jiang Ruofu felt inexplicable, but it was not good to say much, maybe the prince really encountered something happy today, if she said more, she would be exposed.

Song Juan saw that Jiang Ruofu listened to his own flamboyant tongue, and he didn't speculate and didn't have a cold face, and he was even more sure in his heart that his family must be in a very good mood today.

Song Juan thought about it, so he took advantage of the good mood of the master and simply said the bad things, so as not to be punished in a few days.

Song Scroll Road,

"A few days ago, when a little maid was cleaning up the relics of the eldest princess, he packed up a hairpin, but I don't know if it was originally broken, or it was broken by the little maid himself."

Songjuan was a little concerned about this, and cautiously glanced up at her face,

"After all, it is the relic of the eldest princess, although the eldest princess left a lot of jewelry, if it is not a single hairpin, but it is the relic of the eldest princess, you have to go and see it."

Jiang Ruofu's heart sank.

The prince's feelings for his deceased mother were so heavy that he imprisoned himself and did not allow him to be more intimate with his current relatives, and if he knew that the eldest princess's relics were damaged, he would be extremely sad.

Jiang Ruofu thought of this, so he hurriedly said,

"Bring me the hairpin."

The song scroll was taken and put in a jade porcelain box, and the color of the hairpin jade white was a little dull, as if it had not been used for a long time, and the pulp on the surface was sunk.

Jiang Ruofu picked up the hairpin, and sure enough, he saw an obvious crack in the middle, but he was afraid that it would break if he used a little more force.

She asked,

"Can you find a craftsman in the city who makes this kind of hairpin exactly the same?"

Song scroll busy,

"Naturally."

Jiang Ruofu put down the hairpin and looked thoughtful,

"Let's make an identical one, and remember to make this dull toning color as much as possible."

"It's best to put the finished hairpin back in its original place tomorrow, and don't mention it again in the future, even if it is to me, don't mention it again, just as the hairpin has not been broken."

Although he didn't understand why, he still said respectfully,

"Yes."

He took the hairpin from Jiang Ruofu's hand, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

This matter is in the past.

The next day, when the sky was still bright, Wen Guqi was called up by Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu shoved the book into his hand,

"Miss, you said you were going to read the policy today."

Wen Guqi looked at the book with his eyes half-open, and his tone was a little cold,

"Why should I get up before dawn to read the policy?"

Xiaoyu sat down to tie his hair, reading a book while bunching his hair. This saves a lot of time.

"Miss, this is what you said yesterday, how do you know why?"

"You used to let the slave comb your hair every day before dawn, and you memorized it at this time, isn't it your habit all along?"

"Isn't it possible that you won't watch it today?"

Wen Guqi threw the book away,

"Well, don't look at it."

He slept again.

Now I'm afraid that there are still two hours before Jiang Ruofu's class, so he gets up so early. What to see?

Jiang Ruofu is a woman, and she can't take the imperial examination.

Xiaoyu saw that Wen Guqi fell asleep again, but she was afraid that her young lady would regret that she had overslept and not read.

Xiaoyu pushed Wen Guqi,

"Miss, don't sleep, get up quickly, you've been asleep for three hours, you used to sleep for two and a half hours and you had to get up to read, why did you want me to wake you up today?"

Wen Guqi sat up and said impatiently,

"How could this strategy be used if it wasn't for the imperial examination, and why should I get up before dawn to read it?"

He glanced at the contents of the book with cold eyes,

I saw Jiang Ruofu's dense notes.

He threw it on the desk casually, and the book flew out like an arrow from a string, at such a distance, it was actually in the middle of the bookcase, and it was inserted steadily, without the slightest deviation, exactly the same as when Xiao Yu took it, Xiao Yu was dumbfounded.

Although Wen Guqi threw the book back, he didn't sleep again.

Write down Jiang Ruofu's homework last night, and it didn't take long for it to dawn.

He really didn't expect that he had been working for a long time, and now he still had to write his schoolwork.

Xiaoyu hurriedly combed Wen Guqi's hair, so as not to delay time.

Her young lady is afraid that she will feel sorry for herself again and blame her for her own slackness.