"I don't understand the amorous feelings." He muttered that he was standing in front of the window with his arms folded, and simply propped up the window to "peep", with a sultry face.

"Ma'am, are you a little too much?"

Jiu Mu raised his face to meet Xu Renqing's burning gaze, slowly pursed his mouth, and asked word by word: "I, what's wrong?" ”

Which is excessive?

In Xu Renqing's eyes, even a simple pouting action is enough to make him itch, especially when the palace maid has put some rouge on her recently, which is too much, and she can't count it.

He didn't reply, but put out the book in his hand and said, "I copied the poem, can I read it?" ”

"Don't look at it, the doctor's words are too ugly. Read, no, understood. ”

Syllable.

Xu Renqing's fingers hooked the crossbar supporting the window, and he ran into the main house of the Chang Pavilion to confront Mrs. He Chuan.

"Ma'am." He squeezed Jiumu's body and sat on the edge of the couch, opened a page in the hand-stitched book, and read with a clear throat: "You and I are in the twilight of life, sitting in the courtyard, the clouds are rolling and listening to the sound of the rain, the stars are dense and the stars are sparse to enjoy the moon shadow, and the flowers are blooming and falling to remember the south of the Yangtze River." ”

Jiumu simply didn't know anything about these poems and songs, and she was always annoyed in the past, thinking that it was something that only literati and ink writers could understand, and she didn't need to understand or read the sword all her life.

But now, every sentence Xu Renqing reads is extremely interesting, and there is no imaginary appearance at all.

Liang Shangluo to Chunyan, the chirping and the man's light and meaningful tone, the inside and outside of the Chang Pavilion were suddenly given some mysterious colors.

The swallow also lowered his eyes and looked at the two people in the room.

"When you talk about the past, I paint the past, and I hope that the years can be looked back on, and with deep affection."

When he finished reading, he deliberately glanced at her with watery eyes, and then held the page and pasted it in front of her to point the ink, "Madam, understood?" ”

He only now realized the beauty of being in the palace, everyone called her Mrs. He Chuan, and he had to make up a few more words, and he was not afraid of other people's suspicions.

But he forgot that he was too affectionate when he pronounced the word "madam", which made people confused.

"It turns out that this is what the physician wants." Jiumu's apricot eyes hid his anger, and he stared at Xu Renqing on a few lines of beautiful handwriting sprinkled in front of him.

"It's not that this doctor wants to, it's that I want to add the word "you" in front of life, so as not to pay me in vain for this troubled world."

But she was destined to be extraordinary, and everyone who knew him believed so.

Their expectations for this girl are too high.

Xu Renqing couldn't bear to think about it, so she pressed her hand to let the book cover her face, and when she took the book, she leaned over and kissed it.

With her lips in her mouth, the desire in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Ambiguity brewed between the two of them, he lowered his eyebrows, and said with a sincere look in his eyes: "Ah Jiu, I want to draw with the gods, I am willing to exchange the rest of my life for the two of us to stay together for the rest of our lives." You say, okay? ”

He wanted to draw with Jiumu and pay a thousand years of life to exchange her life for the same way she is now, well-behaved and soft lying in his arms.

It's a pity, there are too few things that can get her wish, she can move, and she won't be honest.

Kuki's legs were already good after a month, and he was able to walk around on the ground without being helped.

She got better so quickly that it was completely beyond the imagination of the other doctors in the palace, and even if a man as strong as an ox fell like that, he would have to rest for a season before he could act.

King Rong has been very happy these days, and seems to be rejoicing because of something else.

The picture of "Good Story" he asked for was polished after a month.

Outside the bamboo forest in the Changguan, the peach blossoms and apricot blossoms in the garden were blooming, and he stepped on these petals to meet her with satisfaction.

"He Chuan!"

When I came to see He Chuan a few days ago, she was taking a nap, so she didn't stop to deal with state affairs.

Today, I happened to meet her in the courtyard and walked around, and King Rong made up his mind to talk to her all day.

Jiumu didn't allow the palace maid to support her, she went around in a circle, and when she heard King Rong call her, she replied with a good temperament: "Why is King Rong so happy?" ”

"There are too many happy events to count, listen to me slowly."

When King Rong stopped, the clothes on his body also swayed happily, and he pointed to the palace maid and said, "Move the chair out, and bring good tea, this king wants to talk to He Chuan here." ”

"What's the matter?" Jiumu was a little nervous and sat down in the chair, but his eyes kept sweeping around, for fear that Xu Renqing would rush in.

"This joy is that the portrait of Mrs. Hechuan has been completed, and now in the study, someone has been called to pick it up for you to see."

He took a sip of tea, and coughed twice because he was too anxious. The palace maid knelt on the ground with a puff and apologized, but he was not angry, and waved his hand to let people go away.

"I just took a look at that painting." King Rong stretched out a finger and said solemnly: "At a glance, I already have a hunch that it is a good work that can be raised by future generations." ”

"That's nature." Jiumu didn't want to show how confident he was in his appearance, but he was indifferently perfunctory: "The level of the painter in the palace is first-class, and the places on his face that are not brilliant will be modified by imagination to the appearance that everyone likes, which is naturally a good work." ”

King Rong sat with her facing the bamboo forest, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but say a few more words about her posture like Jiumu persuaded Xu Renqing.

"There is nothing unremarkable on He Chuan's face." When he put down the teacup, he deliberately looked at it again, and said confidently, "Absolutely not." ”

Yi Junshan said that he was loyal, but he was also a prodigal man when he met Hechuan, if it weren't for the fact that his wife attracted his attention with a good face, King Rong would never have believed that he could fall in love at first sight with an ordinary girl.

In addition, he dared to fight with the crown prince of the dynasty, to be honest, he didn't believe in love very much, and he hoped that He Chuan would not believe it.

Only by doing so can you not be bound by feelings.

After pondering, King Rong raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said excitedly: "These two joys, I am fortunate to meet a few friends with unique skills, and when you are well, I want He Chuan to fight for face for me." ”

"What kind of face are you fighting for?"

"I said that you can ride a horse and play a sword, but they don't believe you, and they want to learn from you."

"This thing..." Jiumu leaned back in the chair with some hesitation, and his face was not as happy as Fang Cai.

King Rong knew what she wanted to say, so he preemptively said, "Don't worry, He Chuan is a free body, and he will be now." It's just that I've promised them that it's really hard to go back, so you can stay here for a few more days. ”

"But."

"He Chuan." He suddenly said: "This king has promised them, it's not easy to shirk, when your leg injury is almost healed, this king will be the east, pick a color that can get into your eyes and start a small game." If you lose, you can also say that the injury has not healed, and if you win, you will not say that you will also broadcast fame. ”

In fact, when it comes to competitions or archery on horseback, Jiumu still wants to play with his friends. But I was afraid that Xu Renqing would not be happy, so I had to half-push and half-say: "It depends on the situation, depending on the situation, I still have to take care of my leg injury for a while, and it will not be too late to be sure by then." ”

Rong Wang's eyebrows slowed down, and he realized that she was worried about the injury of her legs and feet, so he comforted: "He Chuan is healing much faster than ordinary people, maybe it will be better in two or three days." I'm not in a hurry, and neither are they, and these are the right times for me to pick out some of your favorite jackpots. ”

He thought for a while, leaned out and asked excitedly: "Why don't I take you to the selection, you will be energetic when you see the things you like." ”

However, no matter how Jiumu shirked, it was difficult to say goodbye to Wang Zecheng, and he was forcibly led to the place where he hid the "treasure".