"Where the fuck did you run away while watching the show?!" The prince snarled at me.

When I returned to him from the attic, he looked back at me with a rather sharp look in his eyes, but he held back the anger in his heart at that time, and did not ask the teacher until he returned to the East Palace.

"Back to His Royal Highness, the slave maid had a stomachache and went out, and when I went back, it was already dark, and the slave and maid got lost, and I was usually in the East Palace, and I haven't been to the Imperial Garden a few times......"

This is the reason I have made up a long time ago, if he knows that I left my post for no reason, and diligently served tea and poured water for King Mu, he would not eat me alive.

"Fart! Even if you're blind, can't you find it back by listening to the drums? I can't make up nonsense! His eyes were as wide as light bulbs, and he was terrifying.

I quickly knelt on the ground and sincerely admitted my mistake, scolding myself for him, pinching my face for him, it was better than him doing it himself.

The prince leaned on the soft couch, pinched by the palace maid's shoulders, seemed to be a little tired, and didn't start cleaning me up, but just glared at me obliquely: "For your sake today, spare you once, and next time you will fucking run around and break your legs." ”

The credit he said was nothing more than the congratulatory gift, which made him stand out in front of the royal family and nobles.

I'm more concerned now, the benefits he promised me before don't count, my big house, and four dishes and one soup. But he just finished scolding me, and I now mention that it seems that the timing is wrong, and I can't afford to lose my wife and soldiers.

Just when I was worried, I only heard Xiao Yuzi next to me ask with a smile: "Your Highness, is that room still for Qingyang?"

The prince was yawning lazily, and when he heard his words, his mouth closed, his eyes suddenly glanced at him sharply, and he sneered with interest: "What's the matter, don't give it to him, give it to you?" ”

Xiao Yuzi's face turned gray, and he sneered again: "How dare the slave and maid think of anything wrong, the slave and maid just ask when Qingyang will move over." ”

I pursed my lips and snickered in my heart, thanking Xiao Yuzi's whole family, this heart made him to pieces.

"Come here." The prince looked at Xiao Yuzi, nodded his chin and said.

I don't understand what's going on, but Xiao Yuzi has been with the prince for a long time, and he can know what shape of shit to pull when the prince pouts his ass. At this time, I saw that Xiao Yuzi's legs had trembled a few times.

But fear is fear, and he has to go forward.

"Your Highness......" Xiao Yuzi walked forward with a small slow step, and walked forward in fear.

In the blink of an eye, the prince's feet rose and fell. Xiao Yuzi was kicked and sat on the ground, farther away than where he had stood before.

I couldn't help but grin, just listening to the sound of the landing I knew it must be painful.

I saw that Xiao Yuzi didn't care about the pain, and immediately turned around and crawled back to the prince's feet.

The spirit is commendable, I admire it from the bottom of my heart! Usually I was paralyzed wherever I was beaten, how could I send it back by myself.

The prince glanced at him, too lazy to make another move. scolded: "Dog, Qingyang is also what you called?" ”

When Xiao Yuzi heard this, he immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy: "The slave and maid deserve to die, please forgive your highness, and the slave and maid must remember it in the future." ”

I looked at a little Yuzi who kowtowed vigorously on the ground and was a little dazed, the "Qingyang" that the prince said should refer to the name given by the emperor, but I was actually very useful in my heart, very beautiful! I feel like I'm a good guy!

The prince yawned again, got up and went to bed in the inner hall, and a string of palace ladies followed him to serve in wide clothes.

I looked at the little Yu Zi on the ground and felt funny: "Father-in-law Yu, please get up, Your Highness is gone." ”

He secretly glanced at the direction in which the prince left, and when he saw that this was indeed the case, he dared to get up, wiped the fine sweat on his head with the corner of his clothes, and laughed at me twice: "Thank you, Father-in-law Qing." ”

"Yes, Grandpa Yu."

"You're polite, Father-in-law."

……

After lunch the next day, the prince habitually went to bed with a book in his hand, and like many middle school students, he would not be sleepy if he did not read, and he could not take a nap at all.

I walked out of the East Palace all the way to King Mu's Zhaolu Palace, it seems that King Mu knows the prince's living habits very well, and knows that he will take a nap when the weather is hot, so he deliberately chose this time to let me go.

This time I came to Zhaolu Palace, and the palace people guarding the door did not let me wait for the report, but took me in directly, it seems that King Mu had already ordered it.

The summer flowers in the courtyard are particularly beautiful, purple and red, all the way to enjoy the scenery to a pavilion called "Luoying Zhai", the palace people signaled me to go in, saying that the prince is waiting for me inside.

I pushed the door in, only to see that the interior was elegantly decorated, and the walls were full of calligraphy and paintings. The characters and birds in the painting are different, and each one is lifelike. These calligraphy and paintings are all the same, boxy red small characters: Mu Wang Zhou Yun.

"You're here." A clear voice came from behind me.

When I turned around, I saw him standing at the partition of the inner and outer halls, with one hand casually resting on the door, wearing an ice blue satin robe, looking at me with a light smile.

"The prince's name is Zhou Yun?"

It's actually a big taboo for me to call him by his name like this, and if I was the prince, I would have already roared and made me cramp. But in front of him, I was very relaxed and bold, and maybe he always had a smile on his face.

Sure enough, he didn't care, nodded, and asked, "Can you still see it?" ”

I know he was referring to the calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

"The prince is too modest." I knew that he had this ability, and the landscape map of the congratulatory gift was drawn by him, and he could save a thousand taels of silver.

"Come in." He turned his head sideways and led me in.

The inner hall is his study, the south window is open, and there are rows of green bamboos outside the window, the sun is strong outside, but the study is very cool inside.

I was a little puzzled: "The prince called the slave to come to appreciate your works?" ”

He didn't answer and asked, "What do you think?" ”

I smiled and shook my head without speaking. He just taught me how to make tea yesterday, and I thought he called me over to test my craft.

He walked to the table, did not take a pen, but studied the ink himself.

Seeing that I still had this bit of eyesight, I immediately stepped forward: "Lord, slave and maid come." ”

He didn't let go, his eyes clicked on the rows of brushes, and said, "You write." ”

"Huh?!" I was surprised. It seems that he is not testing whether I can make tea, but whether I can write.

But I'm a liar, this is the fact that I can't be beaten, and I'm penniless and not afraid of robbery.

I casually picked up the brush and dipped it in ink in a decent manner, but I couldn't get my hands on the rice paper until the ink "clicked" on the paper.

He still looked at me slowly, not saying anything, just waiting patiently.

I felt that not writing a single word seemed a bit fake, so I wrote a few random words that I could determine, such as: day, moon, flower. These characters are the same in both simplified and traditional Chinese.

He stared at my words for a long time, then nodded thoughtfully, turned back and pulled out a copy of his copied poems from the shelf, and spread it out on the table: "Write it this way." ”

At first, I couldn't understand why he had to read my handwriting before giving me a sample. After copying a few of his words, I finally realized that writing as if someone like me really couldn't write, and he must be thinking now that she wasn't lying.

People who can really write can't pretend to be illiterate if they want to, one horizontal and one vertical, every stroke is kung fu, and there is nowhere to hide in the eyes of a great god like him.

"Don't shake...... Steady ...... "Looking at my unfamiliar pen, King Mu has always been a careful reminder by the side. It seems that he has a heart on teaching me how to write.

However, I have never practiced calligraphy before, and I have written a hard pen for more than 20 years, and now I am holding an unfamiliar brush for the first time to write, and my hands are shaking without obeying the call.

I had already written a few words, but the situation still did not improve, and just as I was a little annoyed, a hand suddenly covered my hand.

The hand was slender and white, with distinct muscles and bones, and the palm of the hand was slightly cold.

For a moment, my heart skipped a beat, pretending not to care, my eyes still fell on the paper, watching him drive my hand, he moved the pen skillfully, the ink color was even, and the pen was neat and beautiful in regular letters.

His body unconsciously leaned against me, neither light nor heavy, and I could smell the faint fragrance of tea on his body, which was refreshing.

However, the smell of his scent made me unable to concentrate. For him, I was just a little eunuch with a bit of spirituality, and he just taught me to write a few words with kindness.

But for me, he is a living handsome guy, I have never seen such a beautiful man in so many years, such close contact, for a woman with normal physiology, how can she not be tempted?

I couldn't help but squint and peek at him, only to see him looking at the desk with a focused expression, his skin was like pure porcelain, the side lines of his face were delicate and elegant, and a trace of broken hair was swaying softly in front of his face, which was simply suffocating.

Outside the window, the bamboo leaves were rustling, and the light and shadow of the sun flowed in the room, flowing between his eyebrows, and I was dumbfounded, and I couldn't take my eyes off it for a while.

"How do you see those words?" He turned his head to look at me as he let go of my hand.

I quickly looked away, for fear of being seen by him. "Good! Very well written. "I was full of admiration, even though I hadn't seen what was written.

However, when I read the last line of words on the rice paper, my brain "buzzed" and my whole body went soft. It is no longer written in poetry, but: If you look at me again, I will tell the prince.

These words are not difficult to draw, I guess he knows that I can understand them.

I stood for a long time with a bewildered look before I could recover my strength, and when I turned my head to look at him, he had already walked to the window, his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside.

Oh no, he must have thought I was perverted and coveted his beauty. Although the facts are true, there is no need to sue, and I don't do anything to him.

"Lord Wang......" I walked towards him with an embarrassed smile: "The slave thinks you have misunderstood, indeed, the slave and the maid looked at you for a while, but there is no evil intention, just a simple worship of art." ”

"I know." He didn't look back, just said lightly.

"If you know, I'm scared to death of the slave." I patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's what I'm talking about, isn't this king's face still as good as a few words?!" As he spoke, he turned to look at me, his expression neither angry nor happy, neither humble nor arrogant.

what？！

I lost my brain and stared at him blankly, unable to answer.

I suddenly felt that it was a good thing that I didn't come to King Mu's palace on an errand, he was much more difficult to coax than the prince, and the prince could stabilize it by listening to a few good words, but this King Mu couldn't figure out his routine at all, and he couldn't play his cards.

Unexpectedly, something even worse happened, when Cao Cao arrived, a eunuch's hoarse male duck voice suddenly came from outside: "The prince has arrived." ”

I was immediately scared out of a cold sweat, how could he wake up so quickly from a nap, and he bumped into me and sneaked out of the door again, maybe he could really break my legs!