"I have only been correcting and folding for too long, my hands are a little sore, and I can't use my strength, why don't you feed me with your own hands?"

It's a bit of an appetite for this.

Hao Ren adhered to the principle of smiling without showing his teeth, and said without smiling, "Your Majesty, it's okay to let your concubines help you eat." ”

Hey, it's better to eat it yourself.

"That'...... How about I take a bite, you take a bite? ”

Hao Ren imagined that picture in his mind, hey~ I can't stand it!

"Your Majesty, why don't you try this Longjing Zhusun soup first?" Hao Ren took a bowl of soup and put it in front of Xin Jiuyuan.

Xin Jiuyuan still has those three words, "You feed me." ”

“……”

In the end, the "battle" ended with Hao Ren's compromise.

As Yan Gou, Hao Ren believes that his submission is not ashamed.

It's a shame that his eating appearance is in full view of Xin Jiuyuan.

The food eaten by the emperor was better than hers, and she couldn't control it for a while, so she ate a few more bites......

"Come here, study ink for me."

Xin Jiuyuan sat in front of the table and beckoned to Hao Ren.

Hao Ren, who was already unable to stand up straight: "...... The emperor, the concubines have sour hands. ”

Fang Xin Jiuyuan picked the dish farthest away from him to eat, and she was not allowed to bring it directly, saying that she was impatient.

Xin Jiuyuan didn't force it, "Then continue to press my shoulder." Before Hao Ren found a reason for refusal, he added, "It is not advisable to sit for a long time after eating, it is not easy to digest, let alone ......, "You have eaten too much."

Hao Ren had no face to see people, so he lowered his head and looked for a crack in the ground for a long time, but there was a thick carpet on the floor, so he could only obediently go to be a "coolie".

Ink grinding is not only an individual work, but also a technical work.

The force is too light, the speed is too slow, it wastes time and floats; If the force is too heavy and the speed is too fast, the ink will be coarse and foamy, and the color will be dull.

Hao Ren understands the principle, but he doesn't understand the method of ink grinding, and after a while, his hands are really sore.

Seeing that her ink grinding speed slowed down, Xin Jiuyuan shook his head, "If you continue to grind like this, my inkstone and ink ingots will be invalidated." ”

It sounds disgusted and reproachful, but what is revealed in his eyes is pampering and tolerance.

The unfamiliar technique can only explain one situation - Hao Ren is the first time to study ink.

It was the first time, and it was too late for him to be happy, so how could he account for so much.

Xin Jiuyuan walked behind Hao Ren, and the broad and warm palm of his right hand wrapped around her tender white and soft little hand, holding the ink ingot.

"It should be like this, the arm drives the wrist, the wrist controls the fingertips, and the mural circle along the edge of the inkstone, and the circle drawn should be large, so that the hands are not sour."

Hao Ren was half-held in Xin Jiuyuan's arms, his mind was buzzing, and he saw Xin Jiuyuan's mouth moving, but he couldn't hear the sound.

There was a powerful heartbeat on her back, feeling the warmth and strength of her arms, and at this moment, she had a tendency to settle down.

It would be nice if time was frozen in this moment, and a moment was a lifetime.

But reality always gives people ...... A sharp warning.

There was a sudden dull pain in the brain.

Xin Jiuyuan flicked Hao Ren's forehead, "What do you think?" Have you remembered what I taught you? ”

Hao Ren rubbed the painful part of the bullet and muttered, "Remember." "That's weird!

Xin Jiuyuan stepped away from behind Hao Ren, returned to his seat, and continued to review the recitals.

The warm withdrawal of yearning and attachment, Hao Ren felt a little lost in her heart, very small, very small, just because she understood that what she wanted was just thinking after all.

The hand that grabbed the ink ingot tightened, thinking back to the feeling of grinding the ink just now......