Yesterday's event?

Yun Chu turned his head to look at Feng Xiao on the dragon chair, and he already understood. And the little emperor, who didn't know what had happened, looked cute and ignorant.

Rong Sui had already brushed his sleeves and left at this time.

Feng Xiao watched Rong Sui walk away before she breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense emotions relaxed.

The little emperor jumped off the dragon chair, and the crown above his head swayed.

The original owner has always been kind to Fengxiao, and when this child was still a prince, he often secretly came to play with the original owner.

So in front of Yun Chu, Feng Xiao was not too nervous.

In his eyes, Yun Chu is his own person, and as for Rong Sui, he is an outsider.

"Queen Mother, you don't look very good."

The little emperor lifted the curtain and walked in, his beautiful eyes carefully looked at Yun Chu for a long time, and came to a conclusion.

Yun Chu reached out and touched the back of Feng Xiao's head, and his voice was faint: "It's okay, the mourning family's illness has been cured." ”

Feng Xiao nodded.

But then, Yun Chu unilaterally announced: "Your Majesty, when the hour of the future arrives, and when the time of Shen arrives, remember to go to Cining Palace on time for these two time periods." ”

Feng Xiao: "? ”

"Why is that?" The little emperor was puzzled and blinked, "Don't you need to go to the Tai Academy?" ”

"No, you don't."

Yun Chu withdrew his hand, "You only need to come to Cining Palace in the future." ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Xiao's eyes lit up.

Taifu is too strict, and he has to check his recitation today.

Feng Xiao's bitter gourd face.

It's a long text, in such a short time, he didn't memorize it at all, if he went to Tai Academy, he couldn't memorize it, he would definitely be punished by Taifu for copying, this is a sure thing.

But Yun Chu suddenly said that he didn't need to go to Tai Academy.

Don't go to Tai Academy = don't memorize = don't be punished by Taifu.

Feng Xiao's tail was about to be cocked, and her little face was like a spring breeze.

"Yes, Queen Mother!"

Yun Chu nodded, got up and prepared to leave.

Returning to Cining Palace in a sedan chair, the genius was bright.

Yun Chu took off his makeup and lay back on the bed to make up for a short sleep.

According to Yun Chu's instructions in advance, Wan Ling sorted out the study.

The bookshelves are filled with brand-new books, pen, ink, paper, and inkstones. Book 8

The little emperor, dressed in regular clothes, drove to Cining Palace on time.

"Aunt Wanling, will I take classes here in the future?"

Feng Xiao, who was already sitting at the desk, was playing with a brush in her hand and blinking at Wan Ling.

"Your Majesty, you want to call yourself me in front of us palace people."

Wan Ling corrected the other party and replied again: "Yes, Your Majesty, that's what Niang Niang ordered. ”

Feng Xiao lowered her eyes: "I...... I see. ”

Wan Ling smiled slightly, "Your Majesty, if you wait a little longer, Niangniang should come immediately." ”

"Hmm."

The little emperor was playing with the brush, and his mood quickly improved.

When Yun Chu came in, Feng Xiao's white and tender little face was already stained with some ink.

When he saw Yun Chu, he smiled and grinned: "Queen Mother, my son has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Feng Xiao put down her pen, sat upright, and obediently waited for praise.

But it didn't wait for compliments.

Yun Chu bowed his head at him, walked to the bookshelf, and pulled out a book.

"In the morning class, read through the book. Oh, and there are no less than three annotations per page. ”

Feng Xiao was stunned, "Do you want to read it all?" ”

"Yes."

The tone is non-negotiable.

Feng Xiao: "!! ”

The little emperor's face turned white, his brows furrowed deeply, and he bit his lip.

"But, it's a lot......"

A finger-thick book, after reading, you have to make annotations.

Yun Chu lowered his eyes, and his indifferent gaze met Feng Xiao.

"Can it be done?"

Feng Xiao blinked.

I inexplicably feel that if I can't do it, I will be beaten......

"Can ......"

Feng Xiao lowered her head, her voice was weak, and her whole person was wilted.

Yun Chu sat down on his right hand side, and casually took the book in his hand.