In Dazhou, the eleventh year of Ningguo, spring and Jingming, everything recovered, full of vitality.

Although the small Dazhou is far away from the capital of the Ning Dynasty and is located in a remote area, it is better than the simple folk customs and beautiful scenery, not a place outside the country, and the people's lives are also stable.

One day in March, the rain and mist scenery in the garden of Jiannan Wangfu were warm, and thousands of flowers were competing for brightness. The county lord Xiao Lingshuang is holding her mother Yuan's arm in a blooming peony bush, the twelve-year-old girl is wearing pink and tender clothes, and her beautiful face is shining with moving brilliance in the spring, especially the pair of black and white eyes, like autumn water, with the begonia bun specially combed for her by the close-fitting girl Yinqiu, the whole person looks more and more playful and beautiful.

A little girl walked over briskly and bowed to Yuan and Xiao Lingshuang: "Slave maid to Concubine Yuan and the county lord!" On the orders of the second prince, please move to the study, the second prince recently got a new Danqing, it is said that it is from the hands of a famous family, and the county lord should be invited to go over to appreciate it. ”

Appreciating paintings? Yuan's almost laughed, looking at Dazhou, who doesn't know that Xiao Lingji, the second son of King Jiannan, is a famous gentleman, who has been reading books since he was a child, and he is dizzy when he picks up a pen, and the four treasures of the study are the grudges accumulated over several lifetimes, no one can look down on anyone, but he is full of brute strength, relying on his strong body and martial arts, he has not met an opponent all over Dazhou so far, and he is a tyrant in Dazhou, and he actually asked his daughter to enjoy the painting at this time? Can he read it?

Xiao Lingshuang saw that the girl secretly winked at her, and immediately understood what the second brother was doing when she called herself over, but she couldn't help but slander Xiao Lingji, the reason for "appreciating paintings" is really too bad, her second brother's brain is unwilling to turn around at a critical moment, can't he find a reasonable excuse? For example, "taste food" or something like that, no matter how bad it is, he can say that he has created a new move and invite his sister to appreciate it, at least these reasons are in line with everyone's perception of him.

After the mental activity stopped, Xiao Lingshuang raised her eyes to look at Yuan, with a look of anticipation.

"Since the second prince called you, go ahead." Regarding the real reason why Xiao Lingji asked Xiao Lingshuang to "appreciate the paintings", Yuan knew that it must be Nangong Shuo's kid who secretly came to the palace again, but looking at his daughter's youthful temperament, and Xiao Lingji was by his side, he was not afraid of causing any trouble, so he simply let him go.

"Thank you mother, the daughter retired first." Xiao Lingshuang blessed the Yuan family, and walked quickly towards the study with Yinqiu.

As soon as he walked outside the door of the study, he heard Xiao Lingji's rough laughter from inside. "Your kid has been in the barracks for three months, and he looks a lot stronger, and he is as tall as me, let's try again in a while, let me see if your fist and foot kung fu has improved, but don't just grow a head, not long kung fu!"

As soon as Xiao Lingshuang heard that Xiao Lingji was going to pull Nangong Shuo to compete again, he immediately became anxious, the second brother has always been neither light nor heavy, does he have no score in his own heart?

"Second brother, you know every day that you are shouting about martial arts, and you know that Brother Nangong has always liked literature, and it is really not a gentleman's work to attack people's shortcomings with his own strengths!"

The two teenagers of the same age in the room turned their heads to look at Xiao Lingshuang together when they heard the voice. Sixteen-year-old Xiao Lingji is dressed in a purple robe, with an unconcealed nobility between his eyebrows, and his height is obviously half a point higher than his peers. Hearing Xiao Lingshuang's words, he couldn't help but feel angry: "You girl, do you say that you kiss your second brother?" I'm not a gentleman, so who is a gentleman? ”

Needless to say, the other teenager is fifteen-year-old Nangong Shuo. Different from his friend Xiao Lingji's staring eyes, his eyes are not big, but they are like the water of a deep ancient well, clear and clean, seeing Xiao Lingshuang lifting his skirt and walking into the room, the warmth of his eyes is even stronger, the corners of his mouth are unconsciously raised and curved into an arc, and his handsome face is slightly red due to the deliberately suppressed surprise.

I haven't seen her in March, seeing Nangong Shuo, Xiao Lingshuang's heart moves slightly, every time she sees his face that is light and breezy like the warm autumn sun, she can't help but think of a sentence: "A humble gentleman, gentle as jade."