Hua Ye was a little stunned, this series of dish names sounded familiar, as if they were exactly the same as what he had reported that day.

Raising his eyes to look at Xiang Nianyu, he was sitting at the desk, spread rice paper, no different from before, but Hua Ye's mood was different, and the slightest strange feeling spread up his chest, warm and itchy.

"Why are you stunned?"

Xiang Nianyu looked up, his eyes were clear, "Why don't you hurry up and grind the ink?" Still want to eat? ”

"Huh?"

Hua Ye came back to his senses, his ears were a little hot, and he stood up suddenly, "Here, here." ”

Under Xiang Nianyu's gaze, Hua Ye somehow felt twisted, and his hands and feet were no longer good.

"You ......"

Xiang Nianyu frowned, looked at Hua Ye's hands and feet, and laughed out loud, "This hungry person can't even go on the road?" ”

Hua Ye's face was embarrassed, and he hurriedly corrected it, he didn't think about this hurry, but he couldn't walk anymore, and almost kicked himself.

Xiang Nianyu couldn't hold back a smile and looked at Hua Ye, who had gone through a thousand dangers and walked to the desk, and pointed to the inkstone, "Grind the ink, the meal will be delivered in a while." ”

Hua Ye blushed and felt ashamed, so she hurriedly lowered her head and tried to shift all her attention to grinding ink.

There was silence all around.

One grinds ink, and the other writes.

Relatively silent, but not embarrassed.

On the contrary, the atmosphere is very harmonious, which makes people's hearts slowly calm down.

Hua Ye grinded for a while, and secretly looked up at the words written by Xiang Nianyu, neat and beautiful, although the details have a little dragon flying and phoenix dancing, but they are already extremely neat, stroke by stroke, as if they are copying regular script.

In the past, Hua Ye had never seen Xiang Nianyu write such neat words, all of them were dragons flying and phoenix dancing, but they could also understand it, and there was a domineering spirit. is completely different from him, he has always been thin, neat and rigid, revealing forbearance and restraint.

After looking at it for a while, I couldn't help but wonder, "What is this?" ”

Xiang Nianyu didn't look up, and replied while writing, "These days, the detailed explanation of the homework taught by the master. ”

"What are you writing this for?" Hua Ye asked again.

Xiang Nianyu raised his pen and dipped it in ink, "Easy to understand." ”

Hua Ye has been training Firefox these days, so he has left some courses behind, although he has studied some by himself in private, but it is still a little difficult to understand when he reads what Xiang Nianyu wrote.

Afraid that Xiang Nianyu would look down on him, he didn't open his mouth to ask anything more, and with a low "oh" sound, he concentrated on grinding the ink, occasionally peeking twice.

Secretly shocked, and secretly argued in his heart, trying to understand what Xiang Nianyu wrote.

The knock on the door was accompanied by the eunuch's sharp voice, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the meal has been cut off." ”

Xiang Nianyu didn't raise his head, and ordered, "Send it in." ”

The eunuch should be lying on the door and pricking up his ears to listen, Xiang Nianyu's voice is not loud, flat like a straight line that will not bend, but as soon as the voice fell, the eunuch responded with a "whoosh". Hua Ye couldn't help but be surprised.

The palace maid rushed in with the delicacies, and filled the whole table with the delicacies, and the aromas of various dishes were mixed together, not looking chaotic, but tempting, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and her throat shook up and down.

The eunuch waited for instructions.

Xiang Nianyu waved his hand casually, "Let's go out." ”

The eunuch raised his eyes and looked at Daye, bit his lip, "hissed", and went out slowly.

Not only Hua Ye, but he also noticed that this time it was the same as the last meal, it seems that Hua Ye is becoming more and more important in the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince, so in the past, how could there be a place for him?

When the door was closed, there was less cool air blowing into the house, but the ice cubes in the room and the fan was rotating, and the cool air outside the room looked hot.

Hua Ye was still grinding ink, although he swallowed saliva over and over again, Xiang Nianyu didn't speak, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only purse his lips and grind the ink absentmindedly.

Xiang Nianyu's pen moved slightly, as if thinking about how to write below, paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the absent-minded ink, and bent the corners of his mouth.

"Let's go eat."

Hua Ye was stunned, a little incredulous, but he didn't want to show his impatience, so he endured it, pretended not to care, and excused himself, "The prince wants to write, and he will grind ink here." ”

Xiang Nianyu raised his eyebrows, and Hua Ye's answer was not surprising, he had always restrained himself so much, intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to have formed a habit.

Thinking of the white jade whistle in the brocade box, his hands that were grabbed by the fire fox, and his gurgling belly, Xiang Nianyu rarely did not tease him, but relieved him.

"It's already absent-minded, it's useless to leave you here to sharpen the ink, there's enough ink, you can go over and eat, save it from being an eyesore here."

Hua Ye suppressed his joy, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't eat it?" Cold poop is not delicious. ”

Xiang Nianyu dipped zero ink and continued to write, "No, I don't eat dinner." ”

Hua Ye let out an "oh", put down the ink block, walked quickly to the table, sat down slowly, looked at the food on the table and swallowed his saliva, but did not move.

Xiang Nianyu's somewhat helpless words came from behind, "Eat." ”

Hua Ye responded seriously, deliberately picked a position with his back to Xiang Nianyu, and when he heard the order, he finally couldn't help but eat, because his back was to Xiang Nianyu, so he ate a little presumptuously, one on the left, one on the right, and started work in both directions.

Xiang Nianyu devoted himself to writing this poem to understand and analyze, not affected by Hua Ye at all, occasionally, during the period of ink, he would look up twice, smile helplessly, and continue to write.

After writing more than ten sheets, Xiang Nianyu put down the brush, flattened the rice paper, dried it, and carefully checked what he had written. After making sure that everything was correct, I got up.

Hua Ye was getting carried away with eating, she was still a little restrained before, and when she ate, she had no appearance, although she was still elegant, she was still rude.

When Xiang Nianyu came over, Hua Ye didn't react at all, and it wasn't until Xiang Nianyu sat opposite Hua Ye that Hua Ye reacted, and the big elbow in his hand almost fell.

Looking at Xiang Nianyu's inquiring gaze, Hua Ye choked suddenly, stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down. His face was flushed, and his neck was red.

"Hmm... Hmm..."

If you don't speak, you can only put down your big elbow and pat your chest hard.

Xiang Nianyu frowned, feeling weird, but when he found out what was going on, he laughed mercilessly.

This laugh, Hua Ye was even more embarrassed, the thing was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get down, which also made him more anxious, and the strength to pat his chest became more and more powerful, and he almost had the rhythm of slapping himself to death.

Seeing his appearance, Xiang Nianyu wanted to laugh and felt a little sympathetic, pursed his lips, and finally stopped laughing, got up, walked behind Hua Ye, and slapped it violently.