The Nine Kings' Mansion now houses the seventeen sons of the former king, and the biological mother of the seventeenth king, the concubine Niangniang, as well as several nieces of the concubine Niangniang's mother's family.

The children are still young, so there is also a teacher to teach them homework on weekdays.

On this day, it happened that the master checked their homework, and the master glanced down at Chuan Qiong's homework and walked past her expressionlessly.

Lord Xiling Weng craned his neck, glanced at her homework, and pursed his lips and smiled.

When the master was gone, she burst out laughing, and the children sat together and talked.

Next to him is a small guy who collects paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

She took Chuanqiong's ink and said, "Let's look at Chuanqiong's words, it's like a chicken paw scratching, hahahaha......"

The children gathered around and laughed.

She pursed her mouth slightly, unable to say anything, her eyes were red, and she quickly returned to her normal color.

"I've seen people keep accounts, and the writing is better than this, your words are worse than those who don't enter the stream, Sister Chuanqiong."

Her hands clutched at the corners of her clothes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"This little girl has a bad character, I'll teach her a lesson." Yu Shikuo said from a distance.

Yuwen Jue quietly looked at the thin girl who was kneeling on the ground, always straightening her waist, inexplicably similar to him when he was a child.

The children quickly walked away, leaving only Chuan Qiong.

One hand took the paper on her desk and sighed, "It's really not good." ”

Chuan Qiong didn't look at him, still sitting on the side, staring at the wildflowers in the grass on the side.

Yuwen Jue saw that she ignored herself, and wrote a line of poems with a pen, the flower moon was bright at one time, and Tsing Yi was accompanied by a lonely lamp.

Only then did Chuan Qiong raise her head to look at him.

He smiled, "It turns out that I write better than you, so you will look at me?" ”

He knelt down in front of her, "Your Qiong character is Qionghua's Qionghua?" ”

She just looked at the line of poetry.

Seeing that she ignored herself again, Yuwen Jue touched his nose and said, "Do you want to know how to write as well as me?" ”

Chuan Qiong raised her eyes and didn't take her eyes off it.

"You will follow my line of poetry, imitate my handwriting first, and practice ...... About an hour. ”

Chuan Qiong blinked, looked down at the poem again.

"If you don't believe me, then I'll go." Yu Wenjue patted his clothes.

He turned and disappeared into the rockery to the side.

Slow down and wait aside.

An hour passed.

Chuan Qiong held a stack of papers in her hand.

As soon as she passed by the rockery, Yu Wenjue stretched out her hand to block her way.

"I said let you practice for an hour, and you will practice for an hour, what an obedient child."

Chuan Qiong stood in front of him, looked up at him, and when she didn't speak, she looked at a person quietly, as if her eyes were just pretending to be a person in front of her.

Yu Wenjue was uncomfortable by her, "I'm teasing you, you practice my handwriting, at most you can only write the same as me, you have to practice the famous calligraphy." ”

He took the paper from her hand, "None of this is useful. ”

Chuan Qiong nodded.

He was suddenly startled, "Did you just nod to me?" ”

She nodded slightly.

"Well, I'll help you find the copybook."

Yu Shikuo wanted to take a quiet nap in the afternoon, but was pulled up by Yuwen Jue and ran all over the city.

In the end, the two bought dozens of copybooks.

"Ah Jue, why are you buying so many copybooks?"

"It works." He didn't tell him either.

The next day, the master left, and Yuwenjue came again.

He put those calligraphy books in her hand, "You see, whose words you like, start practicing from whose words, and when you are done, you will have your own font when you write and write." ”

Chuan Qiong nodded.

She found Ben Bai Shuangqing's calligraphy, and slowly copied it in ink.

Yu Wenjue sat beside her and asked, "Can't you speak?" ”

Chuan Qiong put down her pen and looked at him intently.

He had never seen such a woman staring at his face, and he cleared his throat and said, "Are you angry?" ”

Chuan Qiong shook her head and wrote with a pen, "No." ”

"Last time, I asked if you were Qionghua?"

"Yes." She picked up her pen and wrote.

After asking for a long time, there were only two words: yes and no.

She can write, but she's only willing to answer these two answers.

"Would you say that's the word?"

Chuan Qiong shook her head.

"Can't speak a word?" He let out a long sigh.

He didn't notice that he had a special pity for her.

"I'll tell you."

Chuan Qiong hung the pen to the side and held her chin to look at his lips.

"Yes."

Seeing that she didn't react, Yu Wenjue said yes again.

She still didn't react at all.

He was a little discouraged.

"I heard the emperor say that you spoke once when you were four or five years old, and called your father, but then you stopped talking, so it seems that you can actually speak, right?"

Chuan Qiong didn't nod, but she didn't shake her head either.

He pursed his lips and said, "Yes." ”

"It's a very simple word."

"Look at my mouth."

"Yes."

"Yes."

……

He almost wants to finish this life on this day.

After saying it hundreds of times, Chuan Qiong suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed her finger on the lips where Yu Wenjue was saying yes.

There was a moment of silence in Yu Wenjue's ears, her fingers resting on his lips, her black and white pupils staring at him.

Suddenly, Chuan Qiong put down her fingers and pursed her mouth like him, but she couldn't make a sound.

Her antics amused Yuwen Jue.

Chuan Qiong stood up on the table and was about to escape.

Yu Wenjue hurriedly grabbed the corner of her clothes, and let go, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched you, I am, no, I didn't mean to laugh at you, I just saw that you were cute, and I couldn't help it." ”

She sat down again, looked at Yu Wenjue seriously, and said yes back and forth.

After teaching for a long time, Yuwen Jue still couldn't teach her.

He sighed, "Could it be that you are not interested in this word?" Then let's learn this word. He pointed to the word no.

"No."

"No."

"No."

……

She still hadn't learned.

Yu Wenjue nodded slowly, "I know you need a little time too, and I'm sure you can do it." ”

Chuan Qiong lowered her head again.

"Don't be discouraged, just smile?"

Chuan Qiong smiled again.

She smiled, and Yuwen Jue couldn't help but laugh with her.

In fact, he didn't have the faith to teach her to speak, but he watched her open her mouth when others slandered her. He saw through her, and many times she wanted to speak, but she wouldn't.

Just when she smiled like this, Yuwen Jue seemed to smell the breath of spring flowers in April, and it turned out that this garden was full of spring flowers.

He obviously didn't like weak girls and thought it was useless, but when he saw her stretching out her slender wrist from the palanquin and walking down the street in fear, when he saw her squatting under the flower tree, holding a branch to look for flower seeds, he suddenly had an urge to protect her.

Looking at you so intently, with a trusting light in her eyes, a girl like her is worthy of protection, Yu Wenjue thinks.

In his past days, in the passing years, he slowly understood that this world is not so simple to deal with the past, many times, a little happiness has to be exchanged for a great price, whether it is trust, harm, maybe there is deception and lies, people are always inevitably hurt when they live.

However, the girl in front of him smiled as warm as a ray of sunshine, and she couldn't see her sadness at all.

If she is really like what Yu Shikuo has heard, she has a strange temper, moody, and likes to be angry with her subordinates, and the little maids and maids around her will never dare to treat her arbitrarily, but that day, she was pushed by a crowd of people, and there was only fear and helplessness on her face, and she couldn't see half of her anger, she seemed to be accustomed to such behavior, and those people bullied her at will, a little girl who couldn't speak, and she tolerated it.

Chuan Qiong smiled silly, she only guarded him when she first saw him, and after he put the flower seeds on the ground and gave them to her, she believed him.

She really is, easily trusts others for good.

Yuwen Jue said in a daze, "What a little fool." ”

The painting on the table is only half drawn, and the person is only half awake.

Fu Kang'er sighed softly and retired.

She gently pulled away the painting that Yu Shilu was pressing under her elbow, and halfway through it, Yu Shilu suddenly grabbed her neck.

"You want to take her from Lonely?!"

He was drunk again, for her sake.

Hair is scattered, this rain master law is not the dashing young man who fell in love on the street at first sight when she was young.

Fu Kang'er still remembers that when she gave birth to her first child, Yu Shilu hugged the child and said to her, "No matter what, he only has her as a wife." ”

He did it, and she really made the concubine.

However, he forgot to give her his heart.

For so many years, she was by his side, and he just turned a blind eye.

What about respecting each other, he couldn't hear her heartbeat when she saw him.

She also hated herself, she was not satisfied with the position of the eldest concubine, she still wanted his exclusive favor, but she couldn't forget the fragrance of flowers on the corner of Yushi's clothes.

She actually didn't hate Nie Yuwu, she only hated herself, the Fu family was full of beheadings, and the first thing she thought of was whether the Fu family would affect the ninth master.

She forgot that he was no longer the Ninth Master, but the King of Donghu.

However, under the lights, she did not regret poisoning Nie Yuwu at the moment, she stood behind Nie Yuwu and watched her die, which was the fastest moment she could remember.

She couldn't bear it, Yu Shilu looked at Nie Yuwu's eyes, and every time she saw it, her heart was like a knife.

Because of this incident, Yuzheng, who has been against her for most of her life, has also become her person.

If they were all caged birds, then she would have to peck at the master's favorite one.

In the final analysis, it was Yu Zheng who was smart and dealt with Nie Yuwu's corpse.

Therefore, when the name Nie Yuwu is mentioned now, this is a taboo in the palace.

A person who has given birth for less than half a month, when he gets up in the morning, there is no trace of her in the entire Donghu Palace.

Yu Shilu could only think that she was picked up by that person and taken away by the man covered with white veil.

Such a proud person will never forgive Nie Yuwu.

He would not have thought that the woman had died at her hands.

What about Yuzheng being smart? She didn't have the courage to kill Nie Yuwu.

What about Nie Yuwu's strong martial arts? It's not like she still doesn't have the ability to protect herself.

None of them are her opponents, and after many years, look at who is laughing until now?

It's still her, Fu Kang'er.

She's already won.

Yu Shilu thought that she was just a reckless stupid woman, and he only cared about guarding against Yuzheng's hatred.

She was going to give him a blow, take away his favor, and occupy the position that belonged to her.

Fu Kang'er held up the portrait and asked the drunken Yu Shilu, "Who is this?" ”

She knows it.

"It's ...... My life. ”

"Hahahahaha......" Fu Kang'er couldn't stop laughing.

"Then return it to Your Majesty." She threw the painting on the table.

"But...... Your Majesty's life, there is no ......"

"Shut up!" Yushi Ritsu picked up the painting.

Snatching love, it turns out that she likes it so much.

Thirteen years have passed, and the old man can only meet him in his dreams, and Fu Kang'er is very satisfied with this result.

What made her even happier was that the child born by the slut was a mute person who couldn't say a word.

The reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao also made Nie Yuwu suffer once.

She lost his heart, but won half a lifetime of peace.

Those old dreams have been hidden in the dust of time.

The palace people whispered outside the door, "Niangniang, the fourth prince asks to see Your Majesty." ”

"Your Majesty is already resting." Fu Kang'er turned his head to look at him who was sleeping.

After a while, he said, "Tell him to wait outside the temple, and I will go to see him." ”

"Yes."

The fourth prince, Yu Shi Qingmi, saluted and handed the paper in the hands of the palace people on one side to the eldest concubine.

"What is this?"

"Yes...... Erchen's homework today. ”

She flipped it open slightly, "Why did you show it to your father?" ”

"Because, my father said that my request was the worst, and asked me to bring him a new one."

Fu Kang'er couldn't help laughing, what kind of mother has what kind of son, such a useless child will not be able to become a climate in the future.

"Alright, let's come back tomorrow."

The fourth prince saluted again and left with the palace people.

Back in the palace of the concubine, Yan Liangren was waiting on the side.

"Your father has reprimanded you again?"

The fourth prince shook his head, "I didn't show my homework to my father." ”

Yan Liangren was anxious, "How can you not check him, he admonished you yesterday!" ”

"It's because the eldest concubine is there, and she said that my father has rested and told me to go again tomorrow."

"Oh, so." Yan Liangren nodded.

He took out a basket from behind him, and when he opened it, there was a fat grouper inside.

Steaming fragrantly, the fourth prince sat down and said, "Where did my mother find the fish?" ”

"Of course there is no daily offering, this is ...... Oops, you can just eat it anyway. ”

"Mother, my father said that you had eaten too much some time ago, so I don't want you to eat so much." The four princes sat on the side and sandwiched a piece.

"Do you eat or not? If I don't eat it, I'll finish it alone. ”

"Eat."

The mother and son feasted and finished a basket of steamed fish.

Touching his tummy, the fourth prince said, "I listen to the lord of the main hall, Qiang Niangniang, she said, you have no interest, you know how to eat every day." ”

Yan Liangren patted his head, "Then you still eat more than me!" ”

"Mother, I'm growing my body."

"Then I...... I'm going to make up for my body, I got sick some time ago. ”

"You got sick because you ate too much." He was helpless.

"Anyway, let's eat." Strict and humane.

She put her things away, "What's wrong with living like this, people, you can't be too smart." ”

"Mother, what are you talking about?"

"That is to say, eat if you like, you can be happy in life for as long as you want, don't wait until one day to become a starving ghost."

"How can we be ghosts?"

"Anyway, you remember, don't do things better than your brothers, and you can ride horses and shoot arrows, and your mother doesn't ask you for any glory."

"Yes, my son wrote it down."

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