As autumn begins, the days get shorter. The consequences of a long night spent in sleep can make it feel like time flies by very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Han Chu had been serving in the East Garden for nearly three months.

The longer he stayed here, the more reluctant Han Chu felt.

reluctant to be indifferent to the lively and straightforward temperament; reluctant to bear the calm honesty and stuffy gourd personality of the bamboo shadow; Naturally, the most reluctant person is the immortal man in white.

In the past three months, Han Chu has learned a lot from Yun Ci. This man with a cool and gentle temperament is almost universal. She served in the study every day and gained a lot of knowledge.

Among them, the most rapid progress is her good handwriting, which is also inseparable from Yun Ci's careful guidance every day.

"Yes, now I have six or seven points of skill." Yun Ci unfolded a post that Han Chu had just written, and carefully commented on it. I only feel that her brushstrokes are spirited, quite graceful, and with a bit of delicate charm.

Han Chu hid his face and smiled when he heard this, and wrote on the paper: "Gongzi praises people and does not forget to boast. ”

Yun Ci also smiled when he saw the words, just like the boundless autumn moon, scattered all over the room. There was a bit of appreciation hidden in his faint eyes, and he said, "I never lie to me, just tell the truth." ”

Han Chu learned the man in the play, bowed deeply to Yun Ci, and at the same time opened his lips lightly, and made a lip shape with a smile: "Students are polite." ”

Yun Ci's smile was two points richer, and he said: "Although you are very talented in calligraphy, you can't stop there, be proud and complacent. Many people will never be able to progress after learning a few truths, and I will see if you can go to the next level. ”

Han Chu nodded busily, and replied: "It will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations." ”

As soon as the word "Wang" stopped, Yun Ci frowned, and pointed out in his mouth: "This hook is written badly again, didn't I say it?" 'Skimming like a dagger, slashing like a knife, and a slender hook, you have to be very thin. ’”

Saying that, he had naturally held the soft wing of Han Chu, re-wrote the word "Wang", and said while writing: "You see, the word 'month' should be ......."

Han Chu only felt a warm feeling coming from the back of his hand, and the air was also diffused with the smell of ambergris, which was the smell from Yun Ci's body, and maybe mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Han Chu watched Yun Ci take his pen to a halt, and couldn't help but blush. It is not the first time that Yun Gongzi has corrected his penmanship so intimately. When did it start?

Well, by the way, it should have been the Mid-Autumn Festival night exactly two months ago. I still remember that night Yun Gongzi invited Danxin, Zhuying and himself together, regardless of the difference between master and servant, and sat down to eat a small banquet together, which was regarded as a festival.

Near the end, Shen Yu hurried over, still with a bit of alcohol on his body. I don't know where he was deflated, his mood was very abnormal, and he had to write a poem in a big way, and he ordered him to write it down.

What's the name of the poem? It seems to be "Missing Spiegel"? Shen Yu also shouted that it was in harmony with "Zhu Xian Break". Han Chu was only afraid that Shen Yu would say too much after drinking, so he told her true identity along "Zhu Xian Break", so he hurriedly found a pen and paper and recorded his poems perfunctorily.

How do you know that just after writing two sentences, Shen Yu took a look at it and said, "Huh?" How does this character look like Zifeng? But it doesn't look like him. Yan Yu took her hand and rewrote it with a stroke on the side.

Han Chu only felt a moment of shame at that time, and wanted to break free but didn't dare. Danxin also chuckled out at the right time.

Finally waited for Shen Yu to let go of his hand, but Yun Gongzi smiled lightly: "I, the main master, have not corrected it, what are you doing here to get an axe?" Yan also took her hand, shared a stroke with her, and wrote it again.

I remember that the people at the table were silent at that time, and both Danxin and Zhuying looked shocked. Xu was in front of Shen Yu's abruptness, and when Han Chu was held by Yun Gongzi's hand, he didn't feel ashamed, he just calmed down and wrote it stroke by stroke.

What is that word? It is exactly the word "month".

Since that day, Yun Gongzi seems to have a lot less worries, if he looks at which of her words is really ugly, and he refuses to change after repeated teaching, he will simply hold her hand and teach her carefully.

At the beginning, Han Chu was still not used to it, but seeing that Yun Gongzi was teaching seriously without distractions, she also restrained her mind and wrote carefully.

Counting the number of times, from the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival to now, there have been seven or eight such actions. However, holding a single stroke and writing a word together is indeed of great help to Han Chu's penmanship.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have been able to learn the six-point achievement of Yun Ci in less than three months.

"What do you think? Still laughing. Yun Ci flicked a chestnut on Han Chu's forehead, and pulled her mind back in time.

Han Chu's face flushed slightly again and shook his head.

"You're always distracted from time to time." Yun Ci was a little helpless: "I don't know if you can speak, but you will often think cranky?" ”

When Han first heard this, his eyes immediately dimmed. Every time she thinks of why she lost her voice, she feels a touch of sadness and gloom in her heart. Even if she has seen it a little now, Qin'er's life can't be replaced.

Han Chu still clearly remembers that the day when Helian Qi suddenly disappeared was the fourth day of the sixth month; On the second day, the news of the marriage of the two families reached her ears; Today is October 15, and only more than 100 days have passed.

Although it was only a hundred days, it was like a thousand years at the beginning of Han.

It was long, long, so long that she could forget the love she had at the beginning of her love, and she almost forgot the night when Helian Qi had taken her body.

It's close, just a little bit. In just a few days, she will be able to really let go of this relationship. Between them, only the hairpin marks on her arms will be left to commemorate, reminding her of the insults and bullying she received, as well as Qin'er's tragic death.

Han Chu admonished himself in his heart.

Fortunately, although he has no soulmate now, he has found a good teacher. Although you can't put your love on the piano, you can put your love on the paper.

But Han Chu suddenly found that he didn't know Yun Gongzi's name!

She only knows that his surname is Yun, his expression is "Bangzhi", and his home is in Fangzhou. Nothing else, is known.

Since Han Chu became sensible, he had only been to the imperial city of Beixi once, and he was still invited to teach piano skills. Other than that, she has never been out of Nanxi Jingzhou. But with her three years on the Fengyue field, she has also heard a lot of rumors. Among them, the surname "Yun" is quite legendary.

She suddenly didn't dare to ask Yun Gongzi's name, and she knew that she was not qualified to ask. It's just a short time to serve in Dongyuan for three months, and she can't get an inch.

In other words, they are on the verge of separation.

Thinking like this, Han Chu only felt that he was both lonely and indifferent, with some sadness and joy. And Yun Ci on the side was also accustomed to her loss of consciousness, and smiled lightly and didn't say anything more.

When Han Chu came back to his senses, he saw Yun Ci smiling at him, and he couldn't help biting his lower lip and leaning down to confess.

"What are you thinking?" Yun Ci couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw her sometimes smiling, sometimes lonely, and sometimes sad expression.

Han Chu pondered for a moment before he wrote: "I am thinking about the feast that will not be dispersed in the world." ”

As soon as this sentence was written, Yun Ci was also silent for a while. After a while, he took the lead in asking tentatively: "Izuxiu, aren't you curious about who I am?" ”

He paused for a moment, then added, "Or have you guessed who I am?" ”

Han Chu didn't want to face this problem, so he wrote with a smile: "You are Yun Gongzi, a good teacher of Xiu. ”

Yun Ci looked at the handwriting on the paper, and pondered for a moment before opening his mouth and said, "Actually, I am ......"

"Master!" At this time, Dan Danxin came in a hurry and interrupted the two of them. She stood at the door of the study and said to the inside: "The medicinal materials have been sent, and the slave maid can't count them alone, so I want to let Xiu come to help." ”

Yun Ci is inseparable from medicine every day, and his daily boiling of water and medicine has been handed over to Han Chu since Qianyun left. Yesterday, seeing that a few flavors of medicinal herbs had bottomed out, Han Chu told Danxin to go out to buy.

Delivered so soon? She was also a little surprised.

Han Chu looked at Yun Ci, waiting for the next show, but saw that his face suddenly turned pale, not like an onset of illness, but like he was depressed.

Han Chu was a little worried when he saw this, and hurriedly gestured to inquire. Yun Ci just stared at the sentence on the paper, "There is no feast in the world", and said to Han Chu in a low voice: "You go." ”

Han Chu saluted out of the study and went to count the medicinal materials with Danxin.

The person who delivered the medicine was a middle-aged man, who came forward to greet him and carried the medicinal materials into the warehouse. Han Chu was too beautiful, so he was stopped by a light heart and did not show his face, only standing in the shadow of the warehouse, counting the quantity.

Han Chu heard a faint complaint while cleaning up: "Why did you move in so much?" Didn't you say that it only takes twenty days? I really want to make money! ”

Han Chu was slightly stunned when he heard this, yes! Twenty days is enough. In another twenty days, the distinguished guests in the East Garden will be leaving. She forced herself to wave away those inexplicable emotions, gathered her mind and began to count the medicinal herbs.

It took most of the day to clean up, and the two of them just walked out of the pharmacy, but they bumped into Cha Cha head-on.

Danxin's face immediately sank: "Who allowed you to enter Dongyuan?" ”

Cha Cha didn't care about explaining to him lightly, and said to Han Chu with an anxious face: "The Ming family is here, saying that they are looking for a lost maid." The one who shines on the head is the second son of the Ming family, Ming Ying's own brother. ”

"The Ming family has lost its maidservant, what does it matter to us? Why did you find Rainbow Garden? She frowned slightly, very curious.

At this time, Han Chu's face was already pale.

Seeing that Cha Cha wanted to speak and stopped, he looked sideways at Han Chu beside him, and with just one glance, he already understood a little: "Out of Xiu, are you a fugitive slave?" ”

Han Chu pursed his lower lip tightly, lowered his eyes and shook his head.

"So what are you nervous about? His face was frighteningly pale. There was some anger in his light words, and he turned to Cha Cha: "Which Ming family is here?" ”

Which Ming family? There are still a few Ming families in this world! Cha Cha secretly mocked the frog at the bottom of the well, and said: "Naturally, it is the descendant clan, the Ming clan." ”

Danxin immediately sneered: "What should I be!" Nanxi's descendants? Let's see what bastard he dares to do! ”

Cha Cha has never known the identity of Dongyuan's distinguished guests, and when she saw that her tone was so rampant, she couldn't help but laugh slightly: "The girl with a light heart has such a big breath." ”

Hearing this, he only snorted coldly, and then looked at Han Chu, and saw that the other party had pulled up his sleeve, as if he wanted to say something.

I didn't understand what she meant, and I didn't have a pen and paper, so I had to ask again: "Out of Xiu, are you really not a fugitive slave of the Ming family?" ”

Han Chu shook his head in denial.

"They're looking for you?" Asked lightly.

Han Chu nodded.

"I should have guessed that a beautiful woman like you must have a background." Dan Xin sighed softly, turned to Cha Cha and said, "You stop people first, and then I will make plans when I understand the master." ”

After saying that, he took Han Chu's hand and walked quickly towards the Dongyuan study, leaving Cha Cha sneering in place.