"Oops! My good master! I didn't say it when I was a slave! You can't send Xiu back to Xiyuan. He hurriedly said: "I finally found a slave maid to look at, you drive her back, the slave maid's errand will be heavy!" ”

"Then you're still talking nonsense here." Yun Ci's face was still solemn, and there was a slight rebuke in his words: "Out of a girl's house, you say this, have you ever thought about her reputation?" Have you ever thought about Zifeng's thoughts? ”

Dan Xin bit his lower lip: "It's just a joke between our master and servant, why should you take it seriously!" Besides, what can the little marquis think? If he really has thoughts, how can he be harsh when your leg hurts that day? ”

Hearing this, Yun Ci's eyebrows frowned slightly, but his face softened slightly. The face that does not eat the fireworks of the world has a bit of an ordinary expression, and looking at it lightly adds a bit of cordiality.

Seeing that Yun Ci's face was good, she hurriedly said, "Master, you can't let Xiu go back now." Don't you know, that Cha Cha in the West Garden will bully her! ”

"How do you know? What did Izuku tell you? Yun Ci's face was solemn again.

"No, I just guessed a few words, and she admitted it." Remembering that the note that Fang had just collected from Han Chu had not been thrown away, he took it out as proof: "The note she wrote is still with me!" ”

Yun Ci took the crumpled waste paper, opened it to look, and saw a sentence written on it at a glance: How does my sister know that I was bullied by Chacha?

At this time, Dan Xin had also walked to Yun Ci's side, stretched out his hand and pointed to this sentence: "Oh! That's it. The slave maid just mentioned it casually, and Izumi asked in surprise. It can be seen that in the West Garden, he must have received Chacha's face. ”

Yun Ci heard the words but did not react, followed the note and looked down, and saw another sentence: Are there all moths in the green building?

Seeing this, Yun Ci chuckled: "Why did you go to the Qinglou again?" This reminded him of the day when he commented on "Zhu Xian Break", and Xiu seemed to have a lot of emotion about the encounter of the Qinglou woman.

It's really sad and sad for the hearts of children.

Yun Ci then went through the few sentences on the slip of paper from top to bottom, as if he wanted to check how well Han Chu's words were practiced. But after a cursory sweep, he found the problem:

The words on the note are not hairpins, or even Hanchu's handwriting. On the contrary, there are three points like ...... His words?

The more Yun Ci looked at it, the more surprised he felt. The characters he learned by himself are quite difficult to practice into a thin gold font of Shen Yun, this font emphasizes thin handwriting, fast pen movement, turning to hide the front, Teton is fluttering. He has been practicing for many years before he has gained some true meaning, but how many days has this girl practiced calligraphy? There are three points of similarity.

Although this trace is still immature, the feeling of beautiful bones and flanks like orchids has been faintly born, with the unique charm of a woman writing a thin gold body.

Not to mention that it is extremely difficult to practice the thin gold body, just looking at the fact that he can write two or three points of connotation in just a few days, it is enough to surprise Yun Ci. The woman is thin and golden, this is the first one he knows!

Yun Ci looked at the words on the note, and he couldn't hold it back. He pondered for a moment, and said to Dan Xin: "Is Izuxiu's shoulder injury better?" Let her serve the pen and ink tomorrow. ”

*****

At dusk that day, Han Chu heard a faint talk about that from tomorrow, she would continue to serve in the study. This news made her very happy, after all, she didn't want to be an idler in the East Garden.

On the second day, he got up early and went to the study to wait for the service. When it was midnight, Yun Ci had not yet come, so she packed up the bookcase, and picked out two pieces of straw paper written by Yun Ci, and carefully observed the method of moving the pen.

After looking at the small half of the tea, the guard Zhuying pushed the wheelchair to the door of the study. Han Chu heard the sound outside the door, and hurriedly went out to help, and together with Zhuying, he helped Yun Ci cross the threshold and sat in front of the bookcase.

This time, Yun Ci didn't excuse himself, but said lightly: "It's okay to take two steps, Zifeng is too nervous." ”

Zhuying glanced at Han Chu with some resentment, and then replied in a low voice: "The little marquis has ordered, you have to rest your legs and feet." ”

Han Chu knew that Zhuying was complaining about himself for what happened more than ten days ago, and three points of guilt appeared on his face.

Yun Ci saw it in his eyes, and didn't say much, only waved away the bamboo shadow, and said to Han Chu: "Let's study ink." ”

Han Chu took his sleeves and started his errand.

Yun Ci didn't say more, took a few books and studied them, and copied something on the paper.

The room gradually filled the room with the fragrance of ink, mixed with the faint fragrance of medicine on Yun Ci's body, which made Han Chu feel a little palpitations and a little reassured.

I don't know how long it took, Yun Ci suddenly asked: "Why don't you learn hairpins?" When he spoke, he still bowed his head to write, and when he finished asking this sentence, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Han Chu, and his tone was light and unwavering.

Han Chu was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Yun Ci was referring to, and his eyes immediately flashed slightly, as if he was a little weak.

Yun Ci looked at her pursing her lips, only to feel funny, so he took a pen and paper and said, "Write what you want to say." ”

Han Chu took the pen and paper from Yun Ci's hand, paused for a moment, and then slowly wrote: "I don't like hairpins. ”

"Why?"

"There is no wind and bones."

Han Chu writes very slowly, horizontally, vertically, and vertically, all of which are extremely serious. Yun Ci quietly watched Han Chu's pen pause, and when the words were completed, her expression and movements fell on Yun Ci's heart along with those four words.

There is no wind bone.

Yun Ci was very surprised, what kind of style does a woman want. He almost blurted out this rhetorical question, but he felt as if he had blasphemed her serious expression.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "Are you learning my handwriting?" ”

This question made Han Chu a little embarrassed, her eyes flashed, her face was flushed, and she nodded lightly after a while.

Yun Ci suddenly felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, but he still looked at her lightly on his face, and asked, "Where did you find my words?" ”

Han Chu was a little embarrassed, hesitated, but still made a mouth shape, and quietly spit out two words: "Prescription." ”

Prescription? Yun Ci's eyebrows frowned. He remembered that he had only given her a prescription, which was the one she had copied on the day she first came to Dongyuan.

There are only a few hundred words on the prescription, and the medicinal materials, catties and taels, usage, and dosage are written. It's only been ten days, but she started practicing calligraphy according to the prescription! And it's not copying, but practicing Shen Yun by drawing inferences!

Yun Ci only felt that the pleasure in his heart was a little stronger. I don't know if it's because the girl in front of him praised his words for "having wind bones", or because of his discernment.

Yun Ci didn't speak again, and something was brewing in his heart. Such a silent atmosphere made Han Chu uneasy, and he couldn't help but raise his pen and ask again: "Is Yun Gongzi angry?" ”

Yun Ci looked at the cautious question on the paper, and suddenly laughed lightly: "How could it be?" You praise me for the character of my words, how can I be angry? ”

Han Chu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled half shyly again.

Yun Ci's gaze still fell on the paper on which she was writing, and she looked at the few words written in the thin gold body. Yun Gongzi? Yun Ci had never heard of this title.

When he was a child, everyone called him "master", or "son of the world". Some close relatives and friends called him "save it".

And now, suddenly there is an extra woman who calls him "Yun Gongzi", and somehow, it reminds Yun Ci of the book he read before. Isn't "Childe" a term between those crazy men and women?

He suddenly wanted to hear Han Chu speak, wondering what kind of voice she was, and what kind of scene was it like to say the word "Yun Gongzi" from her mouth?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but regret Han Chu's loss of voice again, so he changed the topic and asked her: "Is taking medicine effective?" ”

Han Chu was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Yun Ci was asking about throat disease. She didn't want to disappoint Yun Ci, so she nodded randomly.

But Yun Ci saw it in the end, and sighed for a moment: "Don't be reckless, after a few days, I will discuss with him a new way." ”

Han Chu smiled and lip-synched, "Thank you." ”

Yun Ci said softly, as if he remembered something again, took out a booklet from under the table, and said: "This is a collection of materia medica that I copied before, the handwriting is more neat, if you want to practice slimming gold body, start with this one." "She has this talent, and she doesn't need to do more guidance herself.

Han Chu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he instantly changed to a look of surprise and respectfully took the booklet from Yun Ci's hand.

Seeing her expression, Yun Ci couldn't help but add with a light smile: "These are all medicinal materials and medicinal effects, which are a little boring, I'm afraid they don't suit your appetite compared to the book." ”

Where do you like to read books at the beginning of the year? She hasn't seen any crazy men and women in the Qinglou, it is her own past affairs, and it is not as good as the book.

Han Chu really likes the words of Yun Ci, it is a wind bone that she has never seen before, is it called "thin gold body"? She smiled and picked up the pen and replied to Yun Ci: "I don't like the book, the collection of materia medica is very good." ”

"Really?" Yun Ci asked with a light smile. Obviously, he didn't believe it, he remembered Han Chu's Qi Ran to the song "Zhu Xian Break".

Neither continued on the subject. After lunch, Yun Ci continued to return to the study, but he didn't rest for a moment. Han Chu observed for a long time, only to realize that he was compiling books, but she couldn't tell what the specific content was.

After an afternoon of serving like this, I was tired of grinding. Han Chu finally knew why Danxin would say that the errand in the study was not good, and this was the first time she tasted hardship.

Although it is hard, it can be regarded as willing. Han Chu served in front of Yun Ci, and only felt unprecedented respect and fulfillment. You don't have to be forced to laugh, you don't have to be forced to play the piano to practice your body, there is no obscene speech, and there is no cold humiliation.

"Tired?" Yun Ci saw that Han's movements gradually slowed down, and he couldn't help but ask.

Han Chu hurriedly came back to his senses and shook his head.

"Shoulder injury isn't healed yet?" Yun Ci asked again, in a casual tone.

Han Chu's face flushed, and his face was like a peach and plum, and he was delicate.

Yun Ci looked at Han Chu's crimson face, and unconsciously pouted with a smile. Today he was so happy that it seemed to be related to the woman in front of him every time.

The two looked at each other like this, one blushing and embarrassed, at a loss; A shallow and pleasant, clear and pleasant. In the eyes of outsiders, this picture has a subtle sense of indescribability.

When Shen Yu stepped in, he saw this scene.