So Liu Chaochao talked for most of the day, and in the final analysis, he wanted Fang Jinsheng, who is now amnesiac, to do one thing - acting.

What to play? Of course, she didn't have amnesia, not only did she not have amnesia, but she also had to be as virtuous and gentle as before.

But paper can't contain the fire after all, and besides, Qingmu and Wen Xin have seen her dignity. So Liu Chaochao lowered the standard - the prince didn't have much time to see her, he just needed to behave and talk without making mistakes.

So......

"So, that's why you made me walk with three books on my back?"

Fang Jinsheng stood in the room, with a thick stack of paperwork on his head, his hands folded in front of him, and he also pretended to be like a marionette.

Liu Chaochao looked up and down while munching on melon seeds: "Hmm...... Remember, walk calmly, without hurry, with your eyes level and your back straight, in a straight line. ”

When Fang Jinsheng heard this, he wrinkled his eyebrows and shouted, "Eldest sister, straight line?" ”

"Don't speak loudly, tuck your belly." Liu Chaochao patted the meat on her stomach, and Fang Jinsheng gritted his teeth, feeling that this guy was taking the opportunity to take revenge.

Fang Jinsheng held back for a long time, and when he saw Liu Chaochao eating and drinking in front of her, he became angry, and began to have nothing to say.

"Where's the Wen Xin kid?"

"Oh," Liu Chaochao spat out the melon seed shell, "Xiao Shizi just came to you, but I replied and asked him to come back in the evening." ”

Fang Jinsheng opened his mouth and laughed weirdly: "Okay, Liu Chaochao, you dare to catch up with the prince?" ”

Liu Chaochao pouted and shook his head: "No, no, no, the person who drove him away was you, and the slave maid just brought a word." ”

Fang Jinsheng was angry and wanted to pull the flesh on her arm, but she avoided it, Fang Jinsheng was hindered by the book on his head, so he didn't chase and kill him, but secretly scolded the little slut, you wait for me.

Liu Chaochao grimaced at her with a hippie smile and said, "Teaching Wenxin Shizi at night, this is nothing to help, but the slave advises you to just pretend, don't force it." ”

Fang Jinsheng: "Pretend? He knows I've got amnesia, so what's there to pretend? ”

Liu Chaochao nodded with a slight headache: "Yes, what can I do then, this is an errand given to you by the prince." ”

"Huh?" Fang Jinsheng was a little excited, and almost dropped the book above his head, "Is he figuring it out?" Is this my nephew, my cousin's child, very close to him? ”

Liu Chaochao raised his index finger and shook it: "Rong Shizi - that is, your cousin, he and the third prince have always been as close as siblings, if you have to be closer, the third prince should be closer to the little prince than you." ”

Fang Jinsheng paused, a little surprised: "Why?" ”

Liu Chaochao stopped the movements in his hand, as if he suddenly recalled something that was a long time ago and could not let go, and then leaned against the table with his hands and said: "Rong Shizi's mother, Princess Mu Qing, that is, the second sister of our old lady, was once convicted, so Rong Shizi has been snubbed and blinded since he was born. But Rong Shizi didn't care about this, he was well-read, strategic, and a rare talent - you must not have imagined that the third prince once intended to worship him as a teacher and ask him for advice, but Rong Shizi refused. ”

Fang Jinsheng exclaimed: "He still dares to refuse?" ”

Liu Chaochao tilted his head and smiled, looking a little proud: "Although Rong Shizi rejected the prince, he still often guided him, in fact, he was no different from the teacher. ”

Fang Jinsheng nodded hesitantly.

"I understand, the two of them belong to the same generation, and there are many rumors about Rong Shizi outside, so the spread of this kind of apprenticeship must be a little unfriendly to the third prince."

However, can you ignore the gossip and external evaluations, humbly ask for advice, and do Han Yu's sentence "No noble, no cheap, no long, no less, the Tao exists, and the teacher exists" - then this three princes, will it really be as bad as Liu Chaochao and the ghost envoy of Yudu said?

In the evening, the weather turned sharply, and it felt much colder, as if there was some bad sign.

Liu Chaochao prepared a copper charcoal stove in the case a few times, and Fang Jinsheng said that if he didn't install it, he wouldn't install it, so the evening lecture was changed by her to -

With this soft sound, after the dice rolled a few times on the chessboard, Fang Jinsheng saw a "six" facing upwards.

"It's here!" Fang Jinsheng slapped his face and walked the chess pieces to the finish line proudly.

As soon as the words fell, the door creaked open, and everyone thought that Qingmu had come to deliver medicine again, but they didn't take a closer look.

Fang Jinsheng happily picked up the dice without raising his head: "Leave it there, drink it later." ”

When flying chess rolls six points, the player can be rewarded with another roll, and Fang Jinsheng tossed the dice in his palm and threw it again.

However, after a few moments, the faint sound of dice rolling down in the room faded away, and there was a sudden deathly silence all around.

At this time, Fang Jinsheng heard Wen Xin next to him say two words of weak mosquitoes and flies:

"Uncle......"

Often, people choose to escape reality when faced with a big blow or fear. Fang Jinsheng raised his head and glanced at the legendary Three Princes, and the smile on his lips didn't change:

"Come, three missing one?"

Fang Jinsheng had a nightmare, woke up and fell asleep, slept and woke up, at the beginning of the day, she was woken up by Liu Chaochao, got up, dressed, washed, and had exactly the same procedure as the previous two days.

The only difference is that this time it is to face the legendary rebel thief Wen Lingjun.

If Fang Jinsheng was used to staying in this feudal class society, she might really rely on her identity as the master to drag Liu Chaochao out and beat the board.

"Didn't you count that he only came back this morning?"

Liu Chaochao began to stretch his neck and dance ballet, looking at the sky: "Lost ...... Miscalculation......"

"Princess, the prince is invited."

Fang Jinsheng was about to strangle this little slut when a young man's voice came from behind him.

Fang Jinsheng saw the person who came, and he was indeed tall and talented.

Liu Chaochao leaned into the root of her ear and whispered: "Qiu Yu, the guard beside the prince." ”

When Fang Jinsheng heard this, he smiled at Qiu Yu, and at this time, the door behind Qiu Yu was opened from the inside, and a person walked out of it, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be Wen Xin.

Wen Xin had been keeping his head down since he went out, and seemed to be a little frustrated, Fang Jinsheng suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart, stepped forward and pulled him over, and said, "Did he murder you?" ”

Liu Chaochao next to him had an expression of "what kind of person do you", and interjected: "The prince will not be fierce to the little prince, you think too much." ”

Fang Jinsheng glanced at her, and asked Wen Xin again: "Then what did he tell you?" ”

Wen Xin, this kid is born to be an honest type, and when he speaks, Wen Wen is weak and easy to bully, and says, "Uncle taught me not to waste my studies......"

Fang Jinsheng: "What? ”

"Princess,"

Qiu Yu's voice sounded again at the right time, urging with confidence and making people unable to find the slightest possibility of refutation, "The prince is invited." ”

The name of this study is Nanxuan, Fang Jin entered with his front foot, and Qiu Yu closed the door with his back foot, as if this scene had been staged countless times.

Nanxuan is extremely open and empty, with excellent lighting, and there is a faint fragrance of ambergris in the bright room, but even so, Fang Jinsheng still feels that as soon as she comes in, there is a chill that goes straight to the soles of her feet, and it is so cold that she feels that it is cold light when she comes and goes.

The place where the cold light was cast was a bookcase, and the man's slightly translucent fingers were slightly hooked, as if he was unfolding a drawing to observe carefully.

The cool breeze of early spring sneaked in through the half-closed window, except for Fang Jinsheng's slightly flicking hair, everything in this room was silent and solemn - the objects followed the master, and over time, they were all subconsciously draped in a layer of majesty that could not be removed.

Fang Jinsheng couldn't see the whole picture of the other party clearly, but even if he borrowed a hundred more guts from her, she didn't dare to take another step forward.

Because she clearly saw that what Wen Lingjun was in front of was the flying chess board she drew by herself yesterday, and in order to look professional, she also used her unsightly brush words to inscribe three big characters on it-

"Chess, Walk, Fly"

One word at a time, very light, very heavy, people instantly think of the sheathed sword buried by the long years, faded away from the smoke of gunpowder, and even the blood light is treasured.

But Fang Jinsheng still couldn't help but interject: "That...... is read from left to right......"

The other party paused slightly and raised his eyes.

"Really?"

Zheng!

There was a loud bang in Fang Jinsheng's head, and the cold weapon that had just been retracted was out of the sheath.

After she saw Wen Lingjun's appearance clearly, her legs immediately weakened, and there was a tremor at the root of her thighs.

Not for anything else, just for that pair of eyebrows.

This person's appearance is not as handsome as written in those novels, and there is no one before or after him, but it is more than enough to describe it with the word Junyi, but the tail of the pair of slightly slender eyebrows is raised, the eyebrows are slightly raised, and the distance between the eyebrows and the eyes is closer than ordinary people. If you wear eyeliner, then I'm afraid that even the direction of the eyeliner is connected by straight line segments, without any soft and rounded corners.

To sum up, Fang Jinsheng only thought of two words from Mr. Lu Xun - cannibalism!

But Wen Lingjun in front of the bookcase just looked at her like this, without any expression or emotion. This kind of look of not being happy, not angry, not humble or arrogant is the most fatal.

"Is it cured?"

Fang Jinsheng's fingers hidden under his sleeves were already in a ball, and he still pretended to be calm: "Lord Xie cares, the concubine's illness is almost better." ”

To be honest, it was the first time she had said such awkward things, and she almost didn't bite her tongue several times in between.

I don't know if Wen Lingjun heard the clue, he continued to examine Fang Jinsheng for a moment, and held up the chessboard in his hand towards her, unable to hear what was in his tone.

"Where did you learn it?"

Fang Jinsheng quickly glanced at his masterpiece, tried his best to maintain a gentle and virtuous style, and pursed his lips and smiled: "The concubine body accidentally felt it, so she painted it." ”

"Where does the feeling come from?"

Fang Jinsheng paused for a moment: "In a dream." ”

Hearing this, Wen Lingjun re-laid the paper on the bookcase, and when he got up, the sunlight poured down, and the lights on the candlestick swayed, just like Fang Jinsheng's undulating heart.

Although Fang Jinsheng raised his head, his eyes always dared to go down, she saw a pair of brocade boots walking slowly, and every step of the other party was that the heel landed first, and then the soles and toes of the feet slowly touched the ground, and the steps fell firm and steady, meticulous, and there was a natural kingly style.

Wen Lingjun walked up to Fang Jinsheng, facing behind him, standing side by side, like a high wall blocking her.

After a long time, Gao Wall spoke: "I have done too many dreams, is it confused with reality?" ”

For some reason, Fang Jinsheng felt a sense of annihilation.

"The concubine body doesn't understand...... What do you mean. ”

Wen Lingjun always looked ahead, and didn't spare any time to look at her.

"Why is your current behavior not in line with your symptoms?"

Fang Jinsheng's gaze suddenly tightened: Qingmu!

Qing Mu must have told him something!

But now that he thinks about this, there is nothing to make up, Fang Jinsheng silently exhaled a long breath in his heart, tried to stabilize his mind, and continued to break blindly:

"Yes, the concubine has not recovered from a serious illness in the past few days, and she often forgets things, but since I heard that you are coming back, I am happy, and this forgetfulness has improved a lot. It's like Chong Xizhi said, this is thanks to the blessing of the prince, so that I can recover so quickly. ”

Wen Lingjun listened to her words, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at her sideways, that gaze was no different from a searchlight to Fang Jinsheng, and it almost illuminated her heart.

"Really?"

Undeniable and knowingly like a rhetorical question, it is the most unsettling.

Wen Lingjun's tone was a little unclear: "What you mean is that you have recovered, and 'Fang Jinsheng' is still the original Fang Jinsheng." ”

When Fang Jinsheng heard his name come out of his mouth, her hair was about to explode, because she didn't dare to blink, she held back tears in her eyes, and forced a smile on her head: "You say that, of course I am still Fang Jinsheng, can I still be dropped?" ”

Wen Lingjun slowly stood in front of her, his eyes were not angry and arrogant, "That makes sense." ”

This sentence makes sense, but it doesn't seem to agree, and it vaguely has something else.

Wen Lingjun looked at her somewhat evasive gaze, and her tone was not evil but strict.

"The truth is no match for time, and in the end, it will always come out on its own."

Fang Jinsheng subconsciously raised his head sharply, but the other party had already turned around and walked straight back to the bookcase.

"Wen Xin has been abandoning his studies for the past few days, do you know?"

Fang Jinsheng stood with his calves and stomach sore and swollen, and saw Wen Lingjun sit back, folded her flying chess to the side, and pulled out another scroll, while secretly glad in his heart that he did not ask about the origin of the three words "flying chess", and replied: "Actually, it is not as serious as you said, reading is about the combination of work and rest, and Wen Xin is just for entertainment." ”

"Entertainment, three whole days?" Wen Lingjun's eyes were slightly cold, and he glanced at her.

Fang Jinsheng seemed to have tasted the taste of ten thousand years, and he was so nervous that he stabbed all over.

"Recently, Tai Academy was closed, he is young and stubborn, and he doesn't know how to write, so you can also rely on him?"

Fang Jinsheng: "It's so serious......"

Wen Lingjun's hand holding the pen stopped, and such a subtle movement successfully made Fang Jinsheng swallow what he wanted to continue.

Her fingers were numb, she secretly wiped the sweat in her palms in her sleeves, and changed her words: "A few days ago, the concubine was sick, and she was also more than willing to do it, so she will definitely urge Wen Xin to study well in the future, and don't let you worry about it." ”

The faint gaze that burst out of Wen Lingjun's ink-stained eyes quickly swept over her, and Fang Jinsheng read a reassuring disdain and indifference from it, but fortunately, what he said next was enough to reassure people.

"It was better to do so."

The tip of the ink was gently swept across the paper, just like Fang Jinsheng's heart at the moment, feeling a brief refreshment.

"Recently, the dynasty has been closed, government affairs have come to a halt, this king just has time, tomorrow you bring Wen Xin to my study to study."

“……”

Fang Jinsheng's face, which was originally slightly red due to nervousness, suddenly turned pale.