Jiang Duyun's voice was very low, and only a soft exhalation hit her ear.

Gu Zhitang hurriedly pulled the distance away, but the ears were still faintly red.

"Brother Twilight."

"Huh?"

"Speak as you speak, don't move your hands or feet." Gu Zhitang thanked him seriously, and said, "How do you know that I need these at this time?" ”

Jiang Duyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled, "Unfortunately, I talked to Dr. Xu, and I happened to hear him say that he wanted to make up for your homework." ”

It seems that Jiang Duyun and Xu Hongtao really have a lot to do with each other. This poem will come and go, and he said so, this love can't be accepted.

Gu Zhitang bowed his head, thanked him again, and then got up to leave, and soon mixed with the group of people.

She is not a wooden person who can't speak, and this time she intends to find out the news from them, so she naturally quickly blends in.

The doctor who taught "Li" was a kind old man, but he was quite afraid of guilt. Maybe it's because people are envious of what they don't have, so he likes to be tougher.

The doctor who taught "Le" appreciated Jiang Duyun very much, and it was right to look up to Jiang Duyun.

The doctor who taught "horsemanship" was a strict person, and he also entered the court as a former lieutenant, and punished people at every turn. No matter how irritable she is, she doesn't care about Chengye's irritability, this problem is not big, and she can also take a step.

As for the doctor who taught "mathematics", he was a person with a bald braincase, because this technique was so difficult to learn that no one present could have a good relationship with him.

The doctors of the six arts have almost inquired, and the remaining four books and five classics, Xu Hongtao has opened a small stove for her, and it is not a big problem to deal with it.

Gu Zhitang gently tapped the folding fan in his hand, his eyes were half-bent, and his face was full of smiles.

She really had to thank Jiang Duyun this time.

glanced back, but Gu Zhitang couldn't help but be stunned.

Because Jiang Duyun was sitting quietly on the mat at this time, still holding Yaoqin obliquely in his arms. When no one noticed, the expression on his face was a little indifferent, and he lost his shallow smile in the past.

Although the whole person is still soft, it is like a cold fog in the early morning, fluttering and unpredictable.

Gu Zhitang was lively here, and although he was in the crowd, he was also deserted. He was the host, but he was snubbed like an unwelcome guest.

No, not in the cold.

It was that he was too cold and solemn around him, as if he was born to be separated from his surroundings, and he could only sit alone.

After all, the snow lotus on the high mountain should be a kaolin flower, always high above, unstained with mortal dust, and unable to enjoy the dust and fire of the world.

Suddenly, only one word appeared in Gu Zhitang's heart.

Lonesome.

He should be lonely.

Whether it is in his previous life or in this life, he is like this, no matter how lively the banquet is, he is cold, these drunken gold fans and singing and dancing will never be able to impress him.

Others are greedy for pleasure, but he has always been an outsider. Always sober.

It used to be like this in the Princess's Mansion, and it still is.

It really hasn't changed at all.

Gu Zhitang lost his mind for a while.

Jiang Duyun stroked his Yaoqin, noticed Gu Zhitang's gaze, and as if he was aware of it, he raised his head and smiled at her.

The ink-dyed eyes are smiling, like a light veil in a pool of spring water. Gently and softly, fluttering, but ...... It's very moving.

Gu Zhitang stiffened, and hurriedly straightened his head back, secretly annoyed in his heart.

What the hell is she doing!!

Don't you think Jiang Duyun's influence on her is not big enough! Why do you have to study his psychology when it's okay??

Gu Zhitang's face tightened, and he almost couldn't sit still.

She could almost feel the gaze behind her all the way down on her.

"Shiro Shiro." Fu Zixiu called her a few times and said, "Why don't you ignore me?" ”

"Ah...... Ha? Gu Zhitang was distracted, and said in a panic at this time: "What's the matter?" ”

"Do you have powder on your face?"

"Huh?" Gu Zhitang was stunned, "No." ”

Fu Zixiu approached her, stared at her face, and reached out to touch it, but found that he didn't touch a handful of fandel, so he gave up.

Hmm, do people here like to do their hands and feet?

Fu Zixiu said regretfully: "It's a pity, I saw that Shiro's skin was fair and delicate like a good girl, and I thought it was powder." I also want to ask you which one has such delicate powder. It seems that Shiro is naturally beautiful, and he is really envious of others. ”

“？？”

Fu Zixiu stared at her face seriously, and then exclaimed, "Shiro! You didn't put powder on it, but you painted your eyebrows! ”

“？？？” Teenager, what's the matter with you?

Fu Zixiu laughed, and then took out a ...... from his arms The powder box was handed to Gu Zhitang, "This is the new powder from Jingyanzhai, the powder is very delicate and very easy to use." I'm in love with Shiro, so I'll give it to you this time. ”

"I'm not—"

"Don't be afraid, Shiro, this is not an unsightly thing, what's wrong with making yourself look good? Human nature, human nature. I saw you and I was a friend, so I gave it to you. I won't give it to others. ”

Fu Zixiu said, took out a small mirror, and began to ...... Crazy touch-ups.

Gu Zhitang held the powder box, felt a little hot, and his body stiffened.

Only then did she react, this Fu Zixiu's face was so white that she didn't speak, and at first she thought she was sick or ...... Kidney deficiency will be like this, but I don't want people to apply powder.

…… It seems that he and Fu Ziang are really brothers.

"Shiro, you came to the poetry club, and I just talked about it, and I haven't seen you write a poem yet. Twilight is full of praise for you, and this time we will use Wing Chun as the theme, so let's open our eyes. ”

As soon as someone brought it up, everyone else echoed it. Even Fu Zixiu, who was frantically touching up her makeup, raised his head to look at her.

Gu Zhitang wanted to be modest and shirk, but at this time, he felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger. After all, she has said so many words from other people's mouths, and she hasn't reciprocated anything. It's just a request for a poem, which is not embarrassing.

The scene was quiet, waiting for Gu Zhitang to compose a poem.

She pondered for a moment, and then she didn't wave her pen, but sang it directly.

"Spring feast, a glass of green wine and a song. Worship Chen three wishes again: one wishes that all the kings are a thousand years old, two wishes that Shilang is always healthy, and three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, and they will see each other every year. ”

Her voice is soft, and there is no rough and ugly feeling when a teenager changes his voice, Qingyue is not sharp, gentle and energetic, this poem sings from her mouth, but melodious and beautiful.

Fu Zixiu put down his small mirror and clapped his hands, "Come again." ”

Gu Zhitang smiled leisurely and sang again:

"Spring feast, a glass of green wine and a song. Worship Chen three wishes again: one wishes that all the kings are a thousand years old, two wishes that Shilang is always healthy, and three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, and they will see each other every year. ”

It's just that as soon as she spoke, there was a ding-dong sound of the piano behind her, and a pleasant sound of the piano came—it was Jiang Duyun who played his yaoqin, and the sound of the piano was harmonious.

The low and pleasant piano sound and the clear and translucent voice complement each other and complement each other.