A farce in Yancheng finally ended with Hu Feihong giving his nephew Hu Er a stick and a cane of thirty. But Cheng Xiuyi's brows have never been relaxed, because she knows very well in her heart that if it weren't for the prince involved in this bracelet in her hand, she would have been trapped under the Yancheng dungeon, Mo said that she also showed a Xie Yuan identity, and ordinary women were afraid that they would lose their lives without even shouting a wrong.

Cheng Xiuyi kept these accounts in her heart, and one day she would have to get them back.

The most important thing at the moment is to take the test, and after a long delay in Yancheng, Cheng Xiuyi had to take the official road to the Three Holy Pavilion at the invitation of Gong Jingyu.

Speechless all the way, from dawn to dark, Gong Jingyu was lazy and half-leaning, occasionally flipping through the ancient books in his hand, and most of the time he was closing his eyes to recuperate. Cheng Xiuyi carefully observed this noble man, his eyelashes curled, his breathing was steady, and no one knew if he was really asleep.

He is different from most people, not in terms of identity, but in character.

Being in a high position, but disdainful of the world, joys, sorrows, and sorrows are vividly reflected in this person. He also loves to laugh, but that smile never goes into the depths, only on the surface, such a person who is not bound by foreign objects, but dares to put forward the problem of flood control on the scientific expedition. The heart is more loyal to oneself.

Cheng Xiuyi thought of another person in the distance, the person who made her heart slightly bitter.

He never came.

Sadly, when her life was in danger, she wanted to rely on him.

Song Xingyuan is a big liar, and he is full of nonsense from the beginning, so that hug and that hand-holding can't be taken seriously. He said that he wanted to marry himself, but it was just an expedient measure of temptation. Besides, they still have a real fiancée, and this time it was Gong Jingyu who came, not him Song Xingyuan, is he telling her that Cheng Xiuyi died of this heart?

Cheng Xiuyi is not the kind of woman who drags mud and water and complains.

"Haven't seen enough?"

Gong Jingyu opened her eyes at some point, staring at Cheng Xiuyi with a smile.

was caught, Cheng Xiuyi's cheeks flushed immediately, if she explained that although she was looking at him, she was thinking about others in her heart, would Gong Jingyu believe it? However, it is better than admitting that he is looking at Gong Jingyu than admitting that he is thinking about Song Xingyuan.

So Cheng Xiuyi straightened his spine, "What's the matter, you look so good-looking, don't you show it to others?" ”

Gong Jingyu was really stunned, he took away his smile and looked at Cheng Xiuyi quietly for a few minutes. Only then did he prop up his forehead and return to his usual state, and said: "Everyone in the world says that my eighth prince is shocking, but they don't know you Cheng Xiuyi." ”

has always been the only one who Gong Jingyu has been teasing others, but now he was teased by this childish little woman arrogantly, and it feels good.

Gong Jingyu couldn't help laughing.

"Eighth Prince, Miss Cheng, there is an inn ahead, let's rest tonight, and we can rush to Kyoto early tomorrow morning." The coachman shouted outside.

When Cheng Xiuyi got out of the car, he found that the surroundings were no longer the dense forests seen outside the window during the day, and he had arrived at Ji'an Village near Kyoto. Although it is a village, it is really not as depressed as an ordinary village, for example, the village where she lives is already dark at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and few people come. Keji'an Village is brightly lit, and pedestrians come and go on the road. The inn that the coachman found for them was not far away, only three stories high, with simple decoration, but it was clean and tidy, and Gong Jingyu was not picky after only staying for one night.

The two said goodbye at the door, each went back to the house to rest, Cheng Xiuyi called Xiao Er to make a big bucket of hot water, took a hot bath comfortably, washed away the fatigue, walked to the mirror Cheng Xiuyi found that his hair had grown a lot, so he took scissors and cut it at will, and then fell on the bed satisfied.

Xu was caught in the dungeon a few days ago, and he was bumpy for days, and Cheng Xiuyi did not sleep well this night. In a half-dream, she seemed to feel a pair of calloused hands gently caressing her cheeks, and that person had a familiar smell on her body, Cheng Xiuyi couldn't help but lean over, and rubbed her face hard.

"This girl ......" Song Xingyuan's eyes were full of red silk and his hair was messy, but when he saw Cheng Xiuyi arching his hand like a cat and smacking his mouth, his hard heart turned into a puddle of soft water, and he only used very little force to pull out his hand and stroke her hair. I haven't seen it for a long time, and I've lost a lot. It's really a girl who can't endure hardship. ”

Only God knows how anxious he was before he saw people. grabbed Yuan Xi and Yuan Dynasty asked the ins and outs of the matter for a long time, and rushed over without a moment's delay, but fortunately they met in Ji'an Village.

"Strange...... What the hell am I worried about. Song Xingyuan held his forehead and laughed at himself.

Putting down everything, the emperor's oppression, the court's controversy, Gong Wan'er's marriage, and the noise of the Fuguo Mansion's fryer, just to come here to see if she is safe.

Even if he knew that Gong Jingyu made a move, there would be nothing wrong, but that pounding heart was difficult to calm down - it was not until this moment that he settled down. Song Xingyuan looked at Cheng Xiuyi's delicate appearance that was gradually sleeping, and felt that everything was worth it, and he couldn't help but want to go over and kiss the pink little face, how soft and sweet the taste should be.

Song Xingyuan finally stood up and walked to the table, since he was a child, his upright education made it impossible for him to enter the girl's room at night to steal incense, cough, just look at it.

The broken hair reflecting in the moonlight attracted Song Xingyuan's attention, and he saw Cheng Xiuyi cut her hair, she has always been so free and easy, not like others in the accident, but it is precisely because of this free and easy that it also adds a different kind of charm to her.

Song Xingyuan gently put away a bundle of hair, put it on his chest, and quietly left the room.

Cheng Xiuyi, who woke up the next day by the dazzling sun, rose a big lazy waist, and repeatedly couldn't sleep the night before, but fell asleep peacefully the night after, and all the previous energy was made up by this comfortable sleep, which was really full of vitality. After washing and dressing, Cheng Xiuyi went to the first floor for breakfast, and last night I was hungry for the milk steamed buns of this inn, but unfortunately the boss said that he kept it for himself, so he could only wait for tomorrow to make it.

Cheng Xiuyi, who was humming a brisk little tune, almost didn't bite her tongue, how could she see an impossible person.

With a straight nose and thin lips, a bleak expression, and a sitting posture, it was Song Xingyuan who was right.

"You, you, you!" Cheng Xiuyi stuttered again.

"Sit down to eat, it's morning babbling." Song Xingyuan glanced at him and naturally pulled away the chair on his side.

"Xiuxiu, don't be stunned, Lord Song will go back to Kyoto with us after eating, and he will go to the court." Gong Jingyu also smiled, not feeling abnormal at all, and took a big bite of the steamed bun after speaking.

Cheng Xiuyi sat down and asked, "Xiuxiu?" ”

"It's my nickname for you! It's okay if you call me Yu Yu, it's a privilege that only my friends have, right, Xingyuan~" Gong Jingyu said that he would pour on Song Xingyuan's body, but Song Xingyuan still made him pounce on the side of his expressionless face.

"That's not necessary." Cheng Xiuyi ate steamed buns and couldn't help asking, "Lord Song, why did you come here?" ”

Song Xingyuan glanced at her coldly before saying, "Passing by." ”

So there was an extremely strange scene, Cheng Xiuyi, who began to drop the line again, Song Xingyuan, who was looking straight ahead with his mouth closed, and Gong Jingyu, who was reading and sleeping, were crowded in a small carriage, which was temporarily arranged from Hu Mansion, and the two of them were originally a little short of space, and the three of them were even more crowded, and they were a little hot.

Cheng Xiuyi was speechless, it was really strange that this Lord Song could pass by this village hundreds of miles outside Kyoto from the Song Mansion to the Imperial Palace. He still doesn't admit that he is worried about himself, he is really hard-mouthed.

The carriage swayed for a long time and stopped in front of the Three Sacred Pavilions. Cheng Xiuyi and Gong Jingyu both got out of the carriage, and they heard Cheng Yisheng's excited voice: Xiuyi! You're finally here. Cheng Yisheng ran over and firmly held Cheng Xiuyi's shoulders, and looked around to see if she was in good condition, which made Cheng Xiuyi cry and laugh: I'm okay, that Hu Lao'er didn't dismantle me.

Today happens to be June 6th, and I have finally caught up with the last day of the deadline for the test report.

After a few people stepped into the pavilion, the solemn and majestic stone blue group pattern door of the Three Holy Pavilion was pushed together by the two wrestlers and closed in an uproar. The one-month study period has officially begun.