"Huh? Oh, yes! Yue Wan'an hurriedly took the pastries on the side.

"Lord Wang, that dim sum shop at the end of the main street is delicious! My brothers and I went to buy some and came back, and they all said they were delicious, so please try them, lord! Hey! ”

Yue Wan'an opened the handkerchief, held it in the palm of her hand, and handed it to Yue Zhiqian's chest, with a pair of big watery eyes, looking at Yue Zhiqian cleanly, with two small dimples hanging from the corners of her mouth, Yue Zhiqian was fascinated.

"Lord Wang?"

"Hmm." Yue Zhiqian suddenly came back to his senses, raised his hand, and was about to take a piece of pastry, when he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Rajah. ”

"Uh...... My hands are not clean......"

Yue Wan'an suddenly thought that he had rubbed his feet for himself only a moment ago, and his face began to flush again.

"That...... I'm not disgusted with you...... I'm ......"

"Lord Wang, I don't need to explain, I understand." Yue Wan'an pursed her lips: "I don't want to eat pastries after touching my feet." The voice was getting lower and lower, and the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward.

I don't know which tendon was suddenly wrong, or maybe it was to save this embarrassing atmosphere in the center of the earth, and I only heard Yue Zhiqian speak: "Why don't you feed me!" ”

"Huh?"

"Oh, forget it, I'm overstepping the rules."

As soon as the words fell, Yue Wan'an lifted a piece of pastry and brought it to his mouth, and opened her mouth wide, as if feeding a child: "Ah! ”

Yue Zhiqian, who almost forgot his age, was fed for the first time, refused the little guy and was afraid that the little guy would think too much, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Hee-hee, Lord Wang, is it delicious?"

Yue Zhiqian nodded: "Well, it's delicious." ”

"Hehe, then you can eat more!" Yue Wan'an handed the remaining half of the pastry to Yue Zhiqian's mouth.

This time, Yue Zhiqian did not hesitate, and bit it directly, maybe the pastry was too small, or maybe it was because his mouth opened too big this time, and after a bite, he also took Yue Wan'an's fingers into his mouth.

"Ahh

The two froze in place, the air solidified again, I don't know whose heart moved first, woke up the bright moon in the sky, sprinkled the moonlight all over the house, and shyly covered his face and fled the ambiguous scene.

"Lord ......"

Yue Zhiqian hurriedly straightened her back, and Yue Wan'an also blushed and retracted her hand, but the temperature of her fingertips continued to rise.

"I'm sorry, Miss Wan'an, but I overstepped the rules."

"It's not the prince's fault, it's me who lifted too high."

After picking up each other's pots, the atmosphere became awkward again.

"That...... Lord, do you still eat it? ”

Yue Wan'an held the last piece of pastry, but her face was too ashamed to look at Yue Zhiqian.

What she didn't know was that Yue Zhiqian was not much better, rubbing her face for a while, and scratching her head for a while: "Hmm...... I'll eat it tomorrow! ”

"Okay, then I'll help the prince wrap it up again."

"Well, thank you, Miss Wan'an."

"Lord, here you go, remember to eat it tomorrow, otherwise it will be bad."

"Well, I won't forget."

Yue Wan'an handed the pastry to Yue Zhiqian, who took it carefully.

"It's not too early, I won't disturb the prince's rest!" Yue Wan'an propped her hands on the bed, and was just about to stand up, but was stopped by Yue Zhiqian.

"You'd better not move around now."

"Huh? So how do I get back? ”

"Ahem, if Miss Wan'an doesn't mind, I can take Miss Wan'an back home."

Yue Wan'an, who was still very embarrassed, only thought of the injury in her body after hearing this, and nodded happily: "Mmmm, I don't mind, the prince hurry up and take me back to the house!" ”

After speaking, he stretched out two hands to Yue Zhiqian, with a longing expression, full of three words: Ask for a hug!

"Okay." Suppressing the corners of her mouth, Yue Zhiqian leaned over and picked her up.

"Oh, Lord Wang!"

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

The already mellow voice, because it sounded in his ears, was particularly attractive, and Yue Wan'an's hands holding his neck trembled unconsciously: "Oh, that...... Lord, can you send me back over the wall? ”

If you go to the main gate, it is estimated that you will be told by Mrs. Liu again.

"Okay."

Yue Zhiqian spoke again, shaking the little one's heart faster.

Walking to the high wall, Yue Zhiqian tightened the little guy in his arms: "Hold me." ”

The little guy in his arms is crispy, help, the prince's voice is too sexy, I can hug it, but I can't bear it!

Yue Zhiqian didn't know what she was thinking, and with a light tap of her toes, she flew up with the person in her arms, easily crossed the high wall, and walked straight to the little one's room.

Yue Wan'an, who was still immersed in her heartbeat, never wondered why Yue Zhiqian knew where her room was.

kicked open the door with his foot, Yue Zhiqian walked to the bed with the person in his arms in his arms, and slowly put it down: "Have a good rest tonight." ”

As he spoke, he helped her take off her shoes and boots.

"Uh-huh, thank you, Lord Wang."

"Do you need me to put my drinking glass next to my bed?"

"No, I can sleep until dawn and don't need anything."

"Mm-hmm, that's good."

Yue Zhiqian reluctantly turned around: "Then I'll go first?" ”

"Uh-huh, the prince walks slowly."

A moment later, the door was closed, and the two men tacitly raised the corners of their mouths, counted down to three, two, one, and began to giggle.

As Yue Zhiqian expected, the next day, as soon as Yue Wan'an got up, she felt that the sprain of her ankle had healed, and she walked out of bed and walked around, and there was nothing unusual.

"Miss, are you up?"

"Oh, get up, come in!"

The maid Xiaoxiang walked in with hot water, and after washing, Yue Wan'an walked to the dining hall. Everything went well, but it went wrong in the afternoon literary appreciation class.

"This poem is expressing the poet's longing for his beloved wife, you look at the artistic conception of this poem, the bright moon hangs high, the river is sparkling, reflecting the appearance of the moon, and then look at the next sentence, the poet said, hey~ Once, he and his beloved wife also saw this scene!"

"The scenery is exactly the same, except that the year before last he was with his beloved wife, and now, he is alone, can you understand the feelings of the poet, disciples?"

Liu Rongjing, who had never been interested in listening to the class, replied loudly at this time: "Sir, I can understand it!" ”

"Oh? Liu Rongjing, tell me about your understanding of this poem! ”

Liu Rongjing stood up proudly: "Sir, this poem by Poet Li is exactly what I am in at the moment. ”

"Huh? Do you have someone you miss? ”

"Mr. Hui, not the first two sentences, but the last two sentences, I think the poet wants to express the meaning that even the bright moon on the horizon knows that the poet misses his beloved, but the beloved can't feel the poet's love for her!"

"Hahaha, yes, you understand it very well, it is not in vain Mr. Fei I have worked hard to guide you into the poetry, but what you just said about this poem is exactly what you are in at the moment, do you also have a beloved?"

Liu Rongjing turned his head to look at Yue Wan'an: "The disciple not only has a beloved, but the beloved can't feel my sincere love for her!" ”

"Oh? Your beloved, can we know him? Speak up and let me hear it, maybe I can help you! ”

Yue Wan'an secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly turned her head to avoid Liu Rongjing's sight, but unfortunately, it didn't stop Liu Rongjing from shouting three words: "Yue Wan'an!" ”

In the Star Picking Pavilion, there was a burst of enthusiastic coaxing in an instant, and Yue Wan'an looked at Gu Minlei with a crying face, but unfortunately, Gu Minlei is also stunned now, what should I do?

"Hahaha, it turned out to be a student of the moon!" The old gentleman walked up to Yue Wan'an with an excited face: "Does Yue Xuexue feel Liu Xuexue's love for you now?" ”

As soon as Yue Wan'an was about to speak, the surrounding commotion overshadowed her voice.

"Together, together!"

"The son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion marries the adopted daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which is quite a good match!"

"Not only that, but you look at the looks of the two, the more you look at them, the more they look like husband and wife!"

"Hahaha, the Prime Minister's Mansion is going to be tied to the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Yue Wan'an hurriedly stood up and waved at everyone: "Quiet!" Listen to me first! ”

Gu Minlei also shouted: "Listen to Sister Wan'an!" ”

Then the crowd fell silent.

"Fellow Liu, I think I made it clear to you before, I don't like you, we ......"

"Look, sir, she really can't feel my love for her!"

"Hahaha, don't worry." The old gentleman patted Liu Rongjing on the shoulder, and then turned to Yue Wan'an: "Yue Xuexue, you listen to Mr. 's advice, Mr., he is a person who has come over, and he will not harm you!" ”

"You and Liu Xuexue are not only the right people, but, to be honest, if you can sit on the position of a wife, for you, you will only make money and not lose, in this way, Mr. is here to help you get a quasi-letter, Liu Rongjing, let me ask you, if you marry Yuewan An into the mansion, are you willing to give her the position of wife?"

"What, sir, I ......"

"Shhhh Then, the old gentleman turned his head to look at Liu Rongjing: "You quickly give a letter!" ”

"I do! Sir, as long as Wan'an marries into my Xiangguo Mansion, I will definitely give her a wife. ”

"Hahaha, isn't that what happened?"

"Where is it? I don't like fellow student Liu! Yue Wan'an was so angry that she wanted to kick down.

"Yue Xuexue, you listen to Mr., after two people get along for a long time, they will naturally have feelings, which is what the ancients often said about long-term love."

"I said, I don't like ......"

Yue Wan'an's rebuttal was instantly drowned in cheers: "Wow~ Cheng!" This pair is a good pair! ”

"Mr. is right, love over time is the safest, our family can't do love at first sight!"

"Congratulations to the Prime Minister's Mansion, congratulations to the Prime Minister's Mansion, hahaha!"

"I declare that we can get married one day!"

Yue Wan'an and Gu Minlei waved their arms in the crowd, and bitterly persuaded everyone not to coax, but the atmosphere was already unbearable.

Yue Wan'an looked at the self-righteous old gentleman, the self-centered Liu Rongjing, and a group of irresponsible classmates, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears!

However, the atmosphere did not cool down because of this, and the onlookers continued to heckle, even thinking of the names of the two children.

Just a second before Yue Wan'an's tears flowed out, suddenly, a bamboo slip was slammed to the ground, making a deafening loud noise.

"Shut up!"

Before the words fell, they saw that the bamboo slip was broken apart, and everyone looked at the bamboo slip, and it was Liu Wangchen who stood up with an angry face: "Is it over?" Is this the practice of ancient poetry, or the practice of being a medium? ”

Everyone was stunned by this loud noise and a roar, and the Star Picking Pavilion instantly fell silent.

Yue Wan'an looked at Liu Wangchen gratefully, just met his gaze, looked at each other, Liu Wangchen took the lead in looking away, brushed his messy hair, sat back in front of the bookcase, and muttered: "The quarrel is endless, wake me up!" ”

Everyone suddenly realized that it was the bastard who was so noisy that he went to sleep!

"Liu Wangchen!" The old gentleman yelled angrily: "This is the academy, not the mansion for you to sleep!" ”

Liu Wangchen picked up the bamboo slips locally: "Sir, do you still know that this is the academy?" When I woke up, I thought I had entered the matchmaker's house! ”

"Shut up! I was appreciating the poems with my disciples, so that you could better understand the feelings that the poet wanted to express! You know sleep, do you know what poetry is? ”

Liu Wangchen blew the broken hair on his forehead disdainfully, and when he saw his appearance, the old gentleman was even more angry, and knocked the bamboo slip loudly: "You get out and stand for me!" When do you know how to respect your teacher, and when do you come back! ”