Chu Yunjian could naturally detect the gaze that fell on his bookcase, and the corners of his lips were quietly hooked.

He knew that as long as he let her serve in the study, she would be willing.

Because she wanted to go into his study.

It's just that he is obviously the Ninety-Five Supreme and the most noble man in the Chu State, but in front of her, he is lowly to the dust.

He has all the power in the world, and the beauties of Chu are all his, but the funny thing is that he can't keep a little girl by his side.

has to use the secrets of the government as bait in exchange for her being willing to grind for him, how ironic!

However, the most ironic thing is that he is so happy about it.

The left hand holding the cinnabar pen paused, and there were drops of vermilion ink falling onto the white rice paper, blending into a dark color.

She was around, and he couldn't concentrate on reading the recital.

He put down the pen, closed the music, looked at Shen Miaoyan, and said in a calm tone: "Do you usually read?" ”

Shen Miaoyan glanced at the closed notebook and nodded expressionlessly.

"What are you reading?"

"Some medical books, well, and miscellaneous histories." Shen Miaoyan turned her face away, and she was embarrassed to tell people that the so-called miscellaneous histories she read were actually picture books.

"It's good to read some medical books."

After Chu Yunjian finished speaking, the study fell silent.

He lowered his eyes, as if he had nothing to say: "Can you take the pulse and prescribe medicine?" ”

Shen Miaoyan shook his head, "I only recognize basic medicinal materials and some medicines." ”

Between the two, there was nothing to say.

On the windowsill of the study, there is a pot of cherished green peony chrysanthemum, the flower color is as green as jade, crystal dripping, the autumn sun is sprinkled on it, and the green reveals some goose yellow, which is particularly dazzling.

Chu Yunjian caught a glimpse of the pot of chrysanthemums, and asked, "Have you ever studied poetry?" ”

"The national teacher taught a little." Shen Miaoyan lowered her head and pinched the placket of her clothes boredly, not very willing to tell him this.

Chu Yunjian remembered that in Cheng'en Temple, this little girl was facing the winter and spring scenery of the mountains, but she recited poems describing autumn, and her face was full of intoxication, as if she was so elegant.

Thinking of this, her elegant face couldn't help but smile a little more sincerely, and coaxed her: "If you can chant a poem of Yongdai, I will allow you to serve in the study in the future." ”

Shen Miaoyan was stunned, seeing that he was serious, he looked at the pot of green peonies, bit his lip, and said in a low voice: "You are too underestimated of me......"

"Oh?" Chu Yunjian leaned back in the chair, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

Shen Miaoyan clutched the hem of her skirt, and her voice was very soft: "The flowers do not bloom and the flowers are not endless. I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind. ”

After the chanting, there was silence in the study again.

After a while, Chu Yunjian muttered: "I'd rather die with incense on the branches, how could I have blown down in the north wind...... Shen girl, did he teach you this poem? ”

Shen Miaoyan shook his head and fixed his eyes: "My mother taught me." My mother kissed her and was very good at drawing chrysanthemums. ”

Chu Yunjian paused, and clearly saw the injured look in the eyes of this little girl, as well as the deep disgust for him.

He always wanted to talk to her, but every conversation ended in anger or speechlessness.

Is there such a deep gap between him and her?

Even talking well is a luxury......

After a long silence, he suddenly got up.

Shen Miaoyan lowered her head and took a step back.

He took another step forward.

Every time Shen Miaoyan took a step back, he took a step forward, until her body hit the tall mahogany bookshelf behind her.

His shadow enveloped her, and she tugged at the hem of her skirt, the burning gaze from above made her uncomfortable.

"Shen girl, I've been trying very hard to control myself." He spoke in a calm tone, stretched out his hand, and gently lifted her chin, "That time in the Imperial Garden, I was too anxious, and I made amends to you." In the future, please refrain from doing anything that angers me. ”

Shen Miaoyan raised her eyes, her amber eyes met the handsome face, and she clearly saw guilt in Chu Yunjian's eyes.

But this guilt can't offset his harm to her.

Nor can it offset his sin of destroying the country's mansion.

When people make mistakes, they can't be compensated for by feeling guilty.

Even if he is an emperor.

Shen Miaoyan gently stroked his hand, "I chanted a poem related to chrysanthemums, Your Majesty has a word, I can stay in the study all the time in the future, right?" ”

Chu Yunjian couldn't hide the pain in his eyes, he said so much, but what she was worried about was always her business.

He turned around and walked behind the dragon case: "Grind." ”

The room was silent again, and only the sound of cinnabar pens snaking on rice paper could be heard.

In the afternoon, Chu Yunjian was going to the outer hall to discuss with the minister, and Li Qi threw Shen Miaoyan a feather duster and asked her to clean the study.

She hugged the duster and walked around the study, Chu Yunjian's study was very bright, and there seemed to be no secrets.

She took out a thick book from the bookshelf and opened it, it was a book of Chu Guozhi.

She put the book back, moved it to other bookshelves, and searched for it, and even found the relationship map book of each household in the capital, but she still did not find the files related to the Guogong Mansion.

Chu Yunjian came back from outside, stepped into the threshold, and saw this girl sigh, inserted the feather duster into his precious porcelain amphora of the secret color of the previous dynasty, lay down on his dragon chair, and took a snack from the imperial plate on the dragon case to eat, which was completely unruly.

He frowned, this is how Jun Tianlan indulged her?

He stood still for a moment, and the little girl suddenly sat up and began to rummage around his desk.

He looked at it, a chuckle tugging at the corner of his lips, there was nothing on the desk she wanted.

If she easily finds what she wants, she will be in a hurry to leave the palace and return to the master's mansion.

He's not stupid.

And Shen Miaoyan didn't turn to what he wanted, but turned to a strange booklet.

On the cover of the booklet, two people, a man and a woman, are drawn.

Chu Yun was stunned, that was ......

He hurriedly ran over, and before he could snatch it, Shen Miaoyan had already opened it, and as far as he could see, it was a pair of men and women who were without a single inch, and the woman was sitting on the man's body, holding something with both hands......

Her white cheeks quickly turned crimson, and she hurriedly threw the book out as if she had touched something dirty, but the book fell on the inkstone, and the vermilion ink splashed all over the table.

Chu Yunjian's face was extremely pale: "Shen Miaoyan! ”

Shen Miaoyan looked up at him, his eyes were full of disdain: "The dignified Emperor of Chu State, he actually hid in the study to peek at this kind of book, no wonder you didn't allow others to enter the study to wait." ”

Chu Yunjian was so angry that he tried to explain: "That booklet was sent by the Jingshifang, and I haven't read it yet, but I just put it on the table. ”

Shen Miaoyan rolled her eyes, suddenly remembered something, stared at a certain place in Chu Yunjian, scratched her head, and showed sympathy.

Chu Yunjian, who has always been calm and calm, almost wanted to go crazy at this time.

He could understand the little girl rolling her eyes, but what did she mean by her sympathetic face?!

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