Lying on the table and sleeping for a while, he was woken up by a mouthful of phlegm, Lu Ning coughed and opened his eyes. Only then did I feel that the night was already very deep, and although the heating was very hot, there was still a chill.

He just wanted to find some water for himself, and suddenly it occurred to him that since His Majesty didn't ask me to touch his own woman, he sent me these ten stunners, and now I don't have to use them in vain.

So he cried out, "Someone." ”

Immediately, eleven women came in from outside: "I'm thirsty and a little hungry, you can make me some tea and find some snacks." ”

The female official Li Jingshu asked him directly: "May I ask the prince, has your majesty asked you to write the essay ready?" ”

Since kicking her, Lu Ning didn't have a good impression of this female official, and directly pushed back: "On the table, don't you have eyes?" ”

The female officer looked over the table, and saw that most of the ink had been used for him, and some of it was scattered on the table and on his sleeve.

The paper was also written by him several times, altered, and messy. The rest of the copy is neat, although the penmanship is still a little unsightly, but this writing is leveraged.

She looked at Lu Ning very curiously: "Is this really written by the prince?" ”

Lu Ning stretched out his hands and pointed them towards her face.

"I said, don't you have eyes? I didn't see the bells and whistles drawn by the king's hand. Lao Tzu would rather fight with thousands of enemies than fight with these pieces of paper. ”

The female officer saw his black hand stretched out, screamed in fright, and subconsciously turned her head to the side.

Lu Ning sneered: "Didn't you come to serve me?" Why hide? You can think about it, since you want to hide from this king, you will not be embarrassed, and you will directly ask your father to change people. ”

The female officer knew the consequences of being returned by Lu Ning, that was a dead word.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to hide anymore, and said tremblingly: "The prince is in his prime, and the slave and maid are already yesterday's yellow flowers, and they are really not worthy of serving the prince." Please be gracious and spare the slave and maid. ”

Lu Ning sneered: "What you think is very beautiful, this king is still afraid of nausea!" When writing an essay, you have a hand full of ink, see that your face is clean, and wipe it with it. ”

Without waiting, he reacted and gently rubbed his hand on her face, drawing her a big flower face at that time.

The palace maid next to her was a little funny, and couldn't help giggling next to her.

Lu Ning looked at it, there was still some ink on his hand, and then he looked at the other party's face, and then pointed to the palace maid who was holding the chicken feather as an arrow just now.

"Come over here and wipe my hands clean."

That person didn't dare to hide when he saw Lu Ning's hand stretched out, and he drew a panda eye with the ink on his hand.

The palace maid next to her wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, she endured it very uncomfortably, and Lu Ning didn't care about herself, and ordered the palace maid Xiao Qiao who relieved him just now.

"Little Joe, from today onwards, the ten of them will be under your leadership. Ink on the face is not allowed to be washed off for three days as punishment. Go and get some water for me, and the king will wash his hands. ”

In fact, Lu Ning hated the palace maids who made things difficult for him just now, and he couldn't wait to kill.

It's just that he is not the kind of cruel person by nature, and he really kills rivers of blood, which is not what he wants. After thinking about it, I came up with this solution.

In ancient times, smearing on the face was also a punishment, and although the damage was not great, it was extremely insulting.

Li Jingshu and the woman named Xiaohong silently hid behind several other women, and they didn't dare to talk.

At this time, a few clever men came over, raised the basin, put soap in it, and washed his hands carefully.

After washing, Xiao Qiao asked him very gently: "May I ask the prince, who do you want to serve today?" ”

Lu Ning looked in the direction of his backyard and said, "Xinmin occasionally feels cold, and I don't know if it's okay." Xiao Qiao, can you take this king over to visit the princess? ”

Xiao Qiao looked at him apologetically: "The prince is not a slave and a maid who won't help you, there are still many guards guarding here and they refuse to listen to the slave and maid." In this way, if the prince wants to explain anything to the princess, even if he instructs the slave and maid, he will definitely do it for you. ”

Hearing Xiao Qiao say this, Lu Ning also knew that his request just now was indeed difficult for them.

"Then wait a while, you will go to the backyard to see her instead of this king, and tell her that this king misses her very much, and when he has free time for his studies in a few days, he will definitely go to the backyard to visit."

Xiao Qiao asked again: "Although the slaves and maids are not as good-looking as a few princesses, they think they are not satisfactory. If the prince wants, whoever he asks to serve is instructed, and we will obey it. ”

She also read the eight-strand essay written by Lu Ning just now, and thought that it was the writing of today's champion, and she might not be able to catch up with him, and she vaguely liked Lu Ning in her heart.

As soon as he was emotional, he said these words more.

Lu Ning said: "I'm tired all the way, you have just come to the palace, you are not familiar with it yet, go back and rest first." The king rests on his own, and does not need to be attended to by others. ”

They laid out the futon for Lu Ning, served him to rest, and then quietly retreated.

At this time, the commander of the guard walked over and suddenly noticed that two people had ink on their faces. He asked, "What's going on?" ”

Li Jingshu was still a little unconvinced, and sued Lu Ning behind her back: "The prince is not good at writing, but he is embarrassed everywhere." Please report to your majesty that you are the master of the slaves. ”

The commander of the guards frowned and said, "The prince really resisted the decree and didn't write a single essay?" ”

At this time, Xiao Qiao took the composition written by Lu Ning and handed it to the commander, who looked at the handwriting on it quite neatly, and his heart was unclear.

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