A few people dispersed, and they were all clean. Yuan Jing turned to look at Jiang Wu and smiled lightly, "Are you okay?" ”

Jiang Wuyu's eyelashes trembled, she shook her head, she stood up and bowed to Yuan Jing, "Nu Xie Jing, the prince rescues." ”

"It's a trivial matter, I happened to pass by," he looked at the little girl, who was dressed in a white tunic with a collar, her hair was neatly combed in a neat bun, and the whole person looked refreshing, "Are you here to ...... academy?"

Jiang Wu knew Yuan Jing's doubts, and replied: "The slave has to be forgiven by His Royal Highness, let the slave listen here." ”

Yuan Jing was a little surprised, Yun Rongjue had a lot of people around him, and he had always been good to the people around him, but it seemed that he was the first one like Jiang Wu, and he even allowed her to come to Chengtian Academy to listen and study.

"That's good, it's always good to learn something," Yuan Jing's eyes fell on the rice paper in Jiang Wu's hand, "Your handwriting is quite neat." ”

Jiang Wu grinned, "It's the Fifth Highness who taught well." ”

If Yun Rongjue hadn't taught her, she wouldn't have been able to write these words.

"The darker moonlight accompanies people, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique......" Yuan Jing looked at the poems recorded on the paper and muttered, "This poem is a good poem." ”

Jiang Wu pursed her lips and smiled, nodding, "But this poetry slave doesn't quite understand the meaning." ”

Yuan Jing raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and then said: "Then I'll tell you to listen, this poem is about ......"

Jiang Wu listened carefully to Yuan Jing's explanation with her, and took it to heart.

"Do you understand that?"

Jiang Wu nodded, "Well, slave understands, thank you, little prince." "She owes herself to Yuan Jing.

Yuan Jing looked at the little girl's well-behaved appearance, inexplicably soft in her heart, her thin lips smiled and she reached out and stroked Jiang Wu's hair, "It's a trivial matter, if you don't understand anything in the future, you can come and ask this king." ”

Jiang Wu blinked at Yuan Jing, and Yuan Jing's soft attitude towards her made her heart warm.

"Okay, this king still has something to do, so let's go first." Yuan Jing said.

Jiang Wu looked at Yuan Jing and called out when Yuan Jing turned around, "Little prince." ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Wu hesitated for a moment, and after a while, he took out something from the cloth bag and handed it to Yuan Jing, who looked at the things in the palm of the little girl's hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is?" ”

"The little prince helped the slave, and explained the poem to the slave, the slave is very grateful to the little prince, this is some pastries made by the slave himself, and I hope the little prince likes it." Jiang Wu said softly.

Yuan Jing lowered his eyes, looked at the clean oiled paper in his hand, and smiled slightly, "You made it yourself?" ”

"Well," Jiang Wu responded, "There is nothing else to thank the little prince, this pastry, the little prince doesn't dislike it." ”

A ruyi smile crossed Yuan Jing's thin lips, and said softly: "Of course this king doesn't dislike it, this king has always liked to eat these pastries the most, and this king likes it very much." He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Jiang Wu's hair, then turned to leave.

Jiang Wu looked at Yuan Jing's distant back and slowly withdrew his gaze. In the school, the master came back and regained his calm, Jiang Wu sat back on the chair in the corridor, and continued to listen to the master's story.

……

Half an hour later, when he was about to get out of school, Jiang Wu thought of the conflict just now, and in order to avoid it, he left the school earlier.

"Jiang Wu."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind her, Jiang Wu paused, and the familiar voice made her feel a bad premonition.

Jiang Wu turned around, and sure enough......

saw Yun Song Zhen walking towards her in a gorgeous costume.

"Celestial Ann." She bowed to Yun Song Zhen and saluted.