Jun Tianlan saw that she had cleaned up, and her little face was still covered with transparent ointment.

He flipped the page, "What about the copied poems?" ”

Shen Miaoyan didn't expect him to ask this, and his little heart trembled first: "Poetry...... Poetry......"

She only copied three songs, and in the process of fighting with Murong Yan, she was torn apart by the other party.

She coughed and replied weakly, "I had copied everything, but it was all torn by Sister Murong!" Sister Murong started a fire, it's really terrifying! Fortunately, you didn't marry her! ”

Jun Tianlan's narrow eyes were deep, and his tone was quiet: "Torn? ”

"Yes! It's a pity that my Mobao, those twenty poems, stroke by stroke, I have copied them carefully! Shen Miaoyan's face was serious.

Jun Tianlan said lightly: "Someone is coming." ”

Ye Rin appeared in the room and bowed his hand to him: "What does the master command?" ”

"Go to the garden and put together everything she wrote and bring it back. Not a single piece of shredded paper is allowed to fall. ”

Shen Miaoyan was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "National teacher, it's windy tonight, and everything I wrote must have been blown away by the wind!" ”

Jun Tianlan smiled: "The maid in charge of cleaning has already put away your ink treasure, don't worry." ”

He accentuated the word "Mobao", which made Shen Miaoyan tremble.

Her eyes rolled quickly, and she suddenly covered her stomach, and said with a crying voice: "National teacher, I suddenly have a stomachache!" I'm going to the hut! ”

With that, he turned around and ran out.

Jun Tianlan clasped her wrist and pulled her to him, "It just so happens that this seat has learned a new recipe to stop stomach pain." ”

Shen Miaoyan wanted to cry without tears: "The national teacher ......"

The curtain flipped, and Ye Rin strode in, holding dozens of pieces of rice paper in his hand, and respectfully presented them to Jun Tianlan: "Master!" ”

Shen Miaoyan stood beside him, not daring to go, clutching the corners of his clothes tightly, not knowing what to do.

Jun Tianlan looked at them one by one, most of the paper was blank, and the rest were either painted with some messy patterns, or only two or three words were written, and they were stained with a large mass of ink.

It's easy to have three complete psalms pieced together, but the words, crooked, are no different from chicken chops.

It can be seen that in the past few days, the little girl has not studied calligraphy seriously at all.

Shen Miaoyan was about to cry: "National Teacher, I was wrong!" Don't be angry! ”

"What's wrong?"

Shen Miaoyan tugged at the corner of her clothes, and her voice was weak: "It's my fault that I didn't complete the homework assigned by the national teacher well, and I lied to the national teacher......"

"What else?"

"And ...... You shouldn't fight with Sister Murong. ”

Jun Tianlan looked at her quietly, she was wearing a plain shirt, her little head was lowered, and she looked like a little white rabbit who had been bullied.

"What else?" He picked up the teacup and took a sip unhurriedly.

Shen Miaoyan's big eyes were full of grievances: "No." ”

Jun Tianlan let out a soft "heh".

Shen Miaoyan thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it was indeed gone, so he replied with great certainty: "There really is no more." ”

Jun Tianlan put down the teacup, "Hand." ”

Shen Miaoyan didn't know what he was going to do, so he stretched out his left hand, and he held her fingertips so that her palms were facing up.

She was curious, but she saw him suddenly pull out a ring ruler.

She was startled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jun Tianlan held her fingertips, and she couldn't pull it back at all.

"National Teacher—"

"Smack!"

Before she could finish shouting, a ring ruler had already fallen heavily into her white palm.

"Ahhhhh——!h

Shen Miaoyan jumped up in pain, looked at the red marks that appeared in his palm, and immediately turned red.

"I didn't finish my homework, I should fight." The man's voice was faint, and another ring ruler fell: "The handwriting is not good, it should be typed." ”

Shen Miaoyan was so pained that tears welled up, "It hurts!" Hurt! ”

Jun Tianlan is a heavy ruler again: "Lie, you should be beaten." ”

The little girl cried hard, and Jun Tianlan was a ruler again: "I can't realize my mistake, I should fight." ”

Shen Miaoyan's palm was painful and hot, holding his palm, crying, blowing into his palm, his face was full of tears.

Since she was a child, how could she have been wronged like this?

She glared at Jun Tianlan with tears in her eyes and resentment, and ran into the east compartment crying.

Jun Tianlan put the ring ruler on the table, was silent for a long time, took the unfinished book on the table, and continued to read.

Not everyone has strong self-control, and Shen Miaoyan has been pampered since she was a child, and she doesn't need to be strong to deal with her, she doesn't know how to measure.

The little girl's aggrieved cry came from the east compartment, he turned his back to the carved moon door, and his emotions were unpredictable in his narrow phoenix eyes.

On the second day, in the flower hall, only Jun Tianlan was the only one who dined.

Gu Ming stood beside him, revealing an expression of wanting to say something.

Jun Tianlan finished breakfast and cleaned his hands casually: "What do you want to say?" ”

Gu Ming leaned over respectfully: "Master, tomorrow King Jinning will hold a spring banquet on the outskirts of the city, and I sent someone to send an invitation early this morning to invite you and Miss Murong to the banquet." Let's also say that this year's Qushui Liuyu Poetry Club, it is your turn to drink, and you have to have another colorful head. ”

Jun Tianlan casually took an ivory chopstick on the table, "Take the barrel of Nanxun wine in the cellar." ”

Gu Ming took the ivory chopsticks with both hands, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed, the master is really stingy enough, so he used such chopsticks as a color head......

And Nanxun wine is known for its spicy taste, is it suitable for appearing on the Qushui Liuzhen?

Those delicate young ladies, how can they stand it after drinking.

Jun Tianlan was about to step out, and suddenly said, "Tomorrow's banquet, can someone go to the Shen Mansion?" ”

Gu Ming was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was talking about the Shen Imperial History Mansion, so he responded: "Yes, although the son of the Shen Mansion is studying abroad, the second lady of the Shen Mansion is still in the mansion and is also invited. ”

It was already noon, Shen Miaoyan was lying on the bed, refusing to get up.

Tian Xiang stood at the head of the bed, still holding a bowl of tonic soup in her hand: "Miss, the sun is so big, why are you still asleep?" Get up and drink the soup! ”

Shen Miaoyan was weak: "Don't drink soup ......"

At this moment, a little maid rushed in: "Miss Shen's new clothes are ready!" The master said that tomorrow the prince of Jinning will hold a spring banquet on the outskirts of the city, and let Miss Shen go with him! ”