I thought I was a talent who could learn anything, but now it seems that I still have to bow to reality.

Jimo stretched out his hand, and Yin Le respectfully took the volume: "The student obeys the order." "I wanted to go out.

Halfway through the footsteps, she was stopped by Song Yu: "You don't have to go out, you just copy here." ”

Yin Le looked at the complete number of pen, ink, paper and inkstones, sighed in his heart, responded to the matter, and obediently sat down to pick up the pen.

At this mention, her hand was a little disobedient.

The whole room was warmed by the charcoal fire, and Jimo didn't know what incense he lit, which made the sleepy insects in Yin Le's brain pour out of their nests.

As soon as Yin Le copied the first half of it, the upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

Originally, she still thought that the time was squeezed out anyway, and she could learn while she hadn't left Yangzhou. Now it seems that she was wrong, and she must die in bed when she goes back today.

Jimo was guarding the soothing incense that was lit, when he heard a "click", Yin Le's fingers loosened, and the pen that was pinched firmly fell to the lin, and the ink splashed. Jimo looked intently, the girl's wrist supported her head, and she fell asleep in a drowsy manner under this deliberately created atmosphere.

"Master, Le Niangzi is asleep." He pleaded.

Song Yu put down the wooden board in his hand: "You stand down." ”

Jimo answered yes and left the cubicle.

Waiting for Jimo to leave, Song Yu got up with the wooden table.

The furniture in this compartment was all arranged to his heart's content, and he walked through it many times. Walking to Yin Le's side safely without tripping over it was really a breeze for him.

He approached Yin Le and heard the faint sound of breathing. The girl held her head with her hands and slept a little deeply, even if Song Yu's hand held her wrist, she only frowned dissatisfiedly and never opened her eyes.

Song Yu pulled Yin Le's hand away, supported her head, and slowly rested it on the table. He untied his cloak and put his heart on Yin Le's body.

The above actions, all in one go, did not disturb the sleeping girl lying on the table at all.

Those who should be punished will naturally be punished. Listening intently to Yin Le's breath and breath, Song Yu couldn't help but bend his eyebrows.

Only before that, his students had to get a good night's sleep.

Liu An found him a few days ago, and the beginning was an old mother's worried look: "You take care of your students, she doesn't rest herself, you can't stop her from resting!" ”

"Idiot." He sighed softly, "What the hell are you suffering? ”

……

Yin Le fell asleep unconsciously, dreaming of his past life in his dreams.

Once again, she saw Song Yu coming against the light, and slowly closed the wooden door in front of her.

Inside the door is a narrow room that does not see the light of day.

It can't be like this anymore, Yin Le thought. So she hurried forward and reached out to pull him.

She didn't hold back, and after a moment, the scene around her began to change rapidly.

"Why are you doing this?" Song Yu took her hand and asked.

"You're asking me?" Yin Le was surprised, "Then you, why are you suffering?" ”

There was no response to her question, just as Song Yu had never had an answer to her doubts.

Yin Le opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he was wearing a cloak and was lying on a few feet.

The room was still warm, but a cold breeze poured in from outside.

Yin Le turned his head in confusion and saw Song Yuzheng closing the door softly, his body smelling of herbs. Jimo was not in the house, he must have been outside with Song Yu just now.

"Master, I'm awake." She shouted.

Hearing the voice, Song Yu turned around with a smile, slowly walked to Yin Le's side, and bowed his head towards her: "You slept for five hours." ”

Hearing this, Yin Le couldn't help but have a headache: "The student knows his mistake, please punish the master." ”

But she thought about it in her heart, but she couldn't help frowning, "Master, is it already time?" ”

"yes." Song Yu sighed, "You haven't copied half a scroll yet, so you fell asleep in front of Jimo." Mo You are still under my nose now, even on weekdays, you will not be so careless. ”

"Liu An and I, have you been learning to stay up all night every day for the past few days?" Yin Le heard Song Yu ask.

Yin Le tilted his head slightly, and when he saw that familiar and unfamiliar face, the tips of his fingers couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes, the students feel that if they don't seize the time now, I'm afraid they won't have a chance." She swallowed and replied.

"You're smart, but don't you think you're too smart?" Song Yu asked rhetorically, he sat on the ground easily, one hand on the ground, the other hand on his knees, looking extremely casual, "I am your master, what you have learned, what you have not learned, I know in my heart." You have made rapid progress in all aspects for several months, and in addition to the new ones, I am afraid that there are still a lot of old knowledge. ”

What he didn't know before, Yin Le was desperately trying to learn, and what he knew and skillfully used before, Yin Le also used it unconsciously.

For example, the knife technique, there are also several tricks that are not taught by Pu Hong, and such as the fan she plays with in her hand all the time.

If you have literary attainments, you can still use the excuse of Yin Le flipping through the library to cover it up, but martial arts cannot be explained.

"You have a lot of secrets." Song Yu commented on Yin Le, and Yin Le was just about to answer, but he heard Song Yu's soft tone for Yin Le, "But you don't have to worry, not many people have discovered these secrets, even if Jimo feels strange, I can be me to teach you." ”

"As for how your abilities are cultivated, I have no intention of probing. After all, everyone has secrets. ”

Yin Le breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help but hold his breath, and leaned forward.

She didn't make any sound and looked at Song Yu quietly. In the dim candlelight, Song Yu still looked smiling and detached.

He gave Yin Le a sense of proportion, and at the same time hinted that Yin Le took a step back and didn't think about probing him.

He has always been like this, he can give her enough tolerance, but he also does not allow her to set foot in areas that ordinary people can't touch.

"Master, why did you hide it for me?" She returned to her original sitting posture and pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Could it be that Jimo is real?" ”

Song Yu wondered: "What is Jimo?" ”

"Jimo." Even though she knew that Song Yu couldn't see it, Yin Le still subconsciously lowered her gaze on the white silk that covered her eyes, her tail tone rose, and there was even zero charm in her words, "The master prefers students." ”

What Jimo meant at the time was almost that. Therefore, Yin Le is not lying.

Song Yu couldn't help laughing, he shook his head: "That kid, it's not honest. ”

"It's not like preference, it's just that since you are nominally my student, the teacher doesn't care about you, so I can't help it."

"The master is indeed eccentric." Yin Le covered his lips and giggled, "I was afraid of being hurt yesterday, didn't the master still make a promise in front of King Qin?" ”

"What can I do? How can you win the favor of the Master? She stroked her face back. The room was silent, except for the burning candles and the two people sitting opposite each other. Yin Le behaved charmingly, but no one saw it.