A sumptuous dinner was prepared in the flower hall.

Jun Tianlan stepped in, Murong Yan hurriedly got up, revealing a weak smile: "Brother Tianlan, you are here." ”

She glanced behind Jun Tianlan, but she didn't see Shen Miaoyan coming.

Jun Tianlan sat down, "Set the meal." ”

Murong Yan retracted her gaze, but she was a little happy in her heart, could it be that Brother Tianlan was silent on the surface, but in fact he knew that she hated Shen Miaoyan?

So, this time it was for her that Shen Miaoyan was not allowed to come over for dinner?

Thinking about it like this, the afternoon haze was all dispelled, and even the pale face was a little more flushed.

She diligently poured wine for Jun Tianlan: "Brother Tianlan, you have been busy with business recently?" ”

"It's fine." Jun Tianlan was expressionless and began to use the dishes.

Murong Yan glanced at him, knowing that he had never spoken much, so she swallowed all the words in her stomach.

It's just that every time I look up and see him and her on the table, my heart will be filled with joy.

In the east compartment of Hengwu Courtyard, Shen Miaoyan sat on the bed, brushed her clothes and lifted her skirt, only to see that her knees were bruised, and she was particularly conspicuous on her white and tender legs.

She was distressed, took the shelled egg, and gently rolled it over the bruises.

"The slave and maid know that it is often rumored that the master is a violent man, and he is a servant who brings disaster to the country and the people. However, as long as you don't offend the master's bottom line, the master still treats people very well. The slave can see that the master is very fond of the young lady. I shouldn't say anything, Miss will point to her master in the future, and Miss must not anger her master again. ”

As she spoke, she put down her skirt, took the quilt, and covered her with a quilt.

Shen Miaoyan looked at her gentle side face and felt that she was like her sister.

She responded, "Thank you, Sister Fuyi." ”

Fuyi got up with a smile and said, "Miss is hungry, the slave maid goes and gets some snacks and comes in." ”

Shen Miaoyan sat on the bed, looking at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, how could she not know that she would have to rely on Jun Tianlan in the future?

It's just that......

When Jun Tianlan came back, he had already bathed.

He stepped over the threshold, glanced at the curtain in the east compartment, and walked over with a slight movement in his heart.

The curtain was opened, and there was only one lamp lit next to the bed.

The little girl, dressed on the bed, holding a book in her hand, read carefully.

The halo of the lantern shone on her little face, and the pair of cunning black eyes that were usually cat-like were calm at the moment, not like her.

As if hearing the movement, Shen Miaoyan raised his head and met Jun Tianlan's gaze.

She put down the scroll, and her voice was soft and glutinous: "National teacher ......"

Jun Tianlan said "um" and turned to leave.

Shen Miaoyan rubbed her knees, gritted her teeth and got out of bed, and walked out slowly.

He was still writing under the lamp, and she stepped on the little bench and grinded it for him obediently.

"What did you just read?" His pen dragon flying phoenix dances, vigorous and powerful.

"Read the Analects." Shen Miaoyan tilted his little head, "Confucius said, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith." But the national teacher, why do many people not have benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, but they can also be in high positions? ”

Jun Tianlan wrote the word "Qing" on the paper, and under the light, his side face was as delicate as white jade: "When the water is clear, there are no fish, and when people are observed, there are no disciples." ”

Shen Miaoyan stared at the big character on the rice paper, and after being stunned for a long time, she showed a shallow smile: "I understand." The meaning of the national teacher is that a person who is completely pure and clean will not be able to play tricks and eyes, and he will not be able to cultivate his own power, but will not be able to ascend to a high position. ”

"Want to learn something?" Jun Tianlan put down the brush and asked.

"Will you teach me?" Shen Miaoyan was surprised, and then a little gloomy, "The master who taught me in the past said that I am 'rotten wood cannot be carved', so forget it." ”

Jun Tianlan didn't speak, but just took a wooden box from the corner of the table.

When the wooden box was opened, a thin white jade wolf was lying quietly on the velvet cloth inside.

He took out the wolf and handed it to Shen Miaoyan: "Teach you to hold the pen first." ”

Shen Miaoyan noticed that this brush was given to Jun Tianlan by Murong Yan during the day, but seeing that he was serious, it was not easy to refuse, so he had to hold it first.

"Write a few words first." He said lightly.

Shen Miaoyan wrote his name on the rice paper with some humility.

She held the pen as if she was holding chopsticks, and after writing the three words, it was crooked like a chicken chop.

Jun Tianlan's face sank.

Shen Miaoyan looked at the words she had written, and then at Jun Tianlan's words, and blushed secretly.

Jun Tianlan stood behind her and held her little hand: "When holding the pen, remember to point to the solid, the palm is empty, the palm is vertical, the wrist is flat, and the tube is straight." ”

Shen Miaoyan looked up at him, his expression was still faint, and the line of his chin was perfect and exquisite.

She retracted her mind and began to listen intently.

The moonlight was excellent tonight, pouring in through the wooden lattice windows, blending in with the lights.

Jun Tianlan held Shen Miaoyan's hand, lowered her narrow eyes, and wrote her name over and over again on the paper.

One horizontal and one vertical, all strong and powerful.

A tick and a skimm, it's just right.

The night breeze brings the sweetness of the snow tower camellia outside the window, and the fragrance of paper and ink blends quietly.

Shen Miaoyan stared at the rice paper, but the tip of his nose was filled with the light fragrance of pear flowers after bathing on his body.

……

On the second day, when Shen Miaoyan woke up, Jun Tianlan had already gone to the morning court.

After she finished washing, she came to the desk, took the white jade wolf pen, and copied a notebook he left behind.

Fuyi and Tian Xiang were basking in the sun in the courtyard, and Tian Xiang looked at the closed door a little curiously: "Fu Yi, what is Miss doing?" Why don't you play with us? ”

"I'm learning words." Fuyi lowered his head and embroidered a small square handkerchief, and a smile was on the corner of his mouth.

"It's been so long, it's time to rest!" Tian Xiang's eyes lit up, "I'll go get the pastry for the young lady!" ”

In the evening, Jun Tianlan came back from the palace and went back to Hengwu Courtyard to change out of court clothes.

He pushed open the door, but saw that the floor was full of waste paper, and the little girl sat cross-legged on a big chair, holding a book, and slept soundly.

He walked over, and there were still a few ink marks on her little face, like a little cat.

He stretched out his hand and carefully pulled out the book from her arms, and the page he turned was the "Papaya" in the "Book of Songs":

"Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with Qiong Yao."

"Bandits are retribution, and they will always think it is good ......"

Thin lips pursed a shallow arc, and he said softly, "Go and fetch water." ”

Flicked his clothes in, glanced at Shen Miaoyan, who looked like a little cat, and responded with a smile.