After cutting the wick three times in the wind, Tang Li put down the pen and blew the paper on which the ink had not dried.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally written." ”

He Feng walked over and took a look, except for the words, some symbols like chopsticks, ducks, and gourds, she couldn't understand.

"Miss, what is this?"

"Schedules and schedules."

After Tang Li dried, she put it on top of another stack, these were her achievements tonight.

Whether or not you can achieve your goals depends on them.

Sore, she stretched her waist and found that it was dark outside the window, she yawned: "I didn't expect it to be so late, I have to get up early to send my second brother out on a cloudy day, let's go to bed quickly." ”

was so sleepy, Tang Li slept until the end of the night, thinking of the second brother, she struggled to get up.

At this time, Xunfeng entered the door and said: "The second son left when he was young, and asked Shuofeng to come over to say hello before leaving." ”

Tang Li had some regrets, he wanted to brush up his sense of existence before the second brother left, and mend the rift between the brothers and sisters, but unfortunately he missed it.

She put this account on Ning Yuchu's head.

She lifted the quilt: "It's not too early, it's time for the prince of Liang to practice calligraphy." ”

Xunfeng: I feel that Miss has a kind of momentum of sharpening knives and huo to pigs and sheep.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Li appeared outside Ning Yuchu's room with Xunfeng.

Qingqiu hurriedly came out to greet her, her face was embarrassed: "Miss Jiu, my master is still sleeping, no matter how you call it, you can't wake up, or will you come back later?" ”

Tang Li raised his hand: "No need, I have my own way." ”

Qingqiu was at a loss: There is no way to do it, what can you do?

I saw Tang Li wink at Xun Feng, so Xun Feng stepped forward with a gong and struck it hard.

A loud voice resounded throughout the room.

Qingqiu was so frightened that she covered her ears and jumped three feet away.

Xunfeng knocked on the sixth blow, and a disheveled man jumped out of the door, his eyes were red and went straight to Tang Li, and he shouted: "If you don't kill you, you won't be called Ning Yuchu!" ”

As soon as the people approached, Tang Li spit out two words without hurrying: "Dog Cave ......"

Ning Yuchu's body froze.

It's a terrible feeling to be choked by seven inches!

Tang Li looked at him and asked, "Shizi, aren't you cold?" ”

What?

Ning Yuchu lowered his head and found that his middle shirt was open, the neckline of his shirt was exposed, and he was only wearing one shoe on his feet.

He touched her sparkling eyes, remembering the last time she rubbed his face without shame, and the tips of his ears quickly flushed.

He hurriedly wrapped his clothes and said viciously: "Look at it, you female rascal!" ”

After saying that, he quickly fled back to the house.

Tang Li: ......

What the hell is wrong with her, how did she become a female hooligan!

Moreover, a little fart child who is not fully developed, what is there to see!

Qingqiu looked at Tang Li with a look at Shenyin adoringly.

This Ninth Miss is really the nemesis of the world!

"Qingqiu, why don't you come in and serve your master to get dressed!" There was a roar from inside the house.

Qingqiu hurriedly ran in.

When Tang Li entered the door, Ning Yuchu had already changed into a jade silk robe with a red background and five blessings holding longevity flowers, and sat there, looking like a dog.

She asked with concern, "Has the prince eaten breakfast?" ”

He said with a cold face: "Don't talk nonsense, start quickly, write early and be born early." ”

Tang Li smiled: "Don't worry, let's comment on yesterday's homework first." ”

Ning Yuchu watched her take out the words he wrote, spread them flat on the table, and the cinnabar circles were painted on them, which was miserable.

In the upper right corner, there is a symbol like a hook and a soup spoon, which he finds novel.

"What does that mean?"

"Score, fifty-nine."

What's that? This was the first time he had heard such a statement.

He didn't know how to pretend to understand.

"A perfect score of 100, a passing mark of 60, you are one point short."

He understood.

"Master writes so well, even if you don't get a full score, you still can't pass it?"

Tang Li glanced at him: "Son, people are precious in having the yin of self-knowledge. ”

Ning Yuchu: ......