Chu Xian was angry: "I didn't do anything!" ”

"However, the system detected that your worry index for the fourth master reached 36 points, and the emotional fluctuations combined with the emotion in your heart triggered the task of relieving the fourth master within ten days."

Hearing that it was such a task, her first reaction was to be glad: Fortunately, it was not to improve the mother-son relationship between Concubine De and the fourth master!

"The criterion for judging the task is to quickly improve the fourth master's goodwill towards you by 10 points within ten days, in any time period with a duration of half an hour. Failure will penalize you for one month of Grade 1 weakness. ”

"Poof————"

A sip of tea was sprayed out by her in the form of a mist.

Su Peisheng, who was standing in front of him with his waist bent, was sprayed in the face.

He hurriedly knelt down, and didn't dare to reach out to wipe his face, so he only seized the time to admit his mistake: "The slave can't speak, which makes Fu Jin frightened, and begs Fu Jin to punish him." ”

"No, cough cough, it's not because of what you said," Chu Xian choked on the tea and coughed twice: "It's because I woke up today and felt uncomfortable in my throat, and this tea is a little hot, so I sprayed tea." ”

Raising his voice and asking Qing'er to come in with a handkerchief to help Su Peisheng clean up, Chu Xian carefully drank a few sips of tea and pressed it, and after thinking for a moment, he asked him: "Why does the fourth master go to Tanzhe Temple every year?" ”

Su Peisheng shook his head: "The master goes alone every time. ”

"The fourth master started from Kangxi's twenty-eighth birthday, and went to Tanzhe Temple every year?" Chu Xian frowned slightly and began to guess.

Su Peisheng calculated in his heart, and then nodded like garlic: "Fujin, you guessed right, that's exactly the case." ”

Waving her hand to let Su Peisheng go down, she was in a somewhat complicated mood.

The fourth master's adoptive mother, Empress Xiaoyi, Tong Jiashi, died in July of the 28th year of Kangxi.

Since then, he has gone to Tanzhe Temple every year on his birthday, probably to pray for the blessing of his deceased adoptive mother and to thank him for his upbringing?

This master is cold on the surface, but he is ...... in his heart

A little sour in her heart, she frowned and thought as she looked at the "Comfort Mission" displayed on the system panel.

She understood the judging criteria, that is, let her do something to shake the fourth master's little heart, so that he could deeply experience the feeling of being loved. That's embarrassing enough.

couldn't think of a way for a while, the fire of irritability in her heart became stronger and stronger, and Chu Xian couldn't wait to catch Xiao Qi and beat him violently.

The virtual little body trembled and locked to the far corner of her consciousness: "Yes, it was your own emotional fluctuations that triggered the mission, it's really none of my business." ”

"Look at your unproductive appearance, look at your drawing book." Chu Xian couldn't cry or laugh, and grabbed the brush.

It seems that every time the fourth master is not in a good mood, he will practice calligraphy?

After writing a stick of incense, she suddenly raised her head, frowned slightly, and her heart turned a thousand times.

——

For three days in a row, Chu Xian locked herself in the house and practiced calligraphy all the time, except for going to the Queen Mother and Concubine De to say goodbye.

On the afternoon of the third day, she asked Qing'er to hand over a few pictures and a letter out of the palace to Wuge, asking Wuge to help.

Then she continued to practice calligraphy.

Xiao Qi made a suggestion: "Boss, in fact, you can directly exchange your health for skill proficiency." Now your calligraphy skill points are 25, and the similarity between the font and the fourth master is 16. ”

"Shut up, how can you cheat when you comfort the fourth master? I have to influence him with my heart and actions. Chu Xian Yizheng refused verbally, continued to practice calligraphy, from morning to night, except for inviting An to eat and sleep, he was not lazy for a moment.

On the eighth day, she started to do it.