Ning Yuchu came back to his senses, supported himself with one hand, sat down on the table, crossed his arms, and looked at her condescendingly.

"You don't have to stare at the master like a thief."

"I didn't ......"

Tang Li was interrupted by him as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You're here, it's only going to interfere with your master's studies."

He tilted his head, and his eyes fell on the white snow on the branches.

"Don't worry, in the future, you won't skip class again, and you won't come back again."

Tang Li's eyes lit up in surprise, but when she thought of his reversal a few days ago, she couldn't feel steady.

She couldn't help but prop her hands on the table, leaned over to him, and looked for his gaze to reassure, "Is this true?" ”

The two were very close, Ning Yuchu lowered her head, and her eyes were full of charming eyes, peach and tender lips, and the fragrance of her body was full of the wings of her nose.

In the shadows of the trees, the roots of the young man's ears were red.

He looked away at a loss, looked at the wall and the painting, looked out the window, but didn't look at her.

"It's true, it's so true that it can't be true, if the master loses his trust in you, it's not just a puppy, it's also a king, are you satisfied?"

Before Tang Li could respond, his body was as nimble as a loach, sliding off the table on his back and slipping away from under the crook of her arm.

When she looked up, the person had already arrived at the door.

"Hey, what are you running?"

As soon as the words came out, he ran faster.

Tang Li: ???

It's like she's a man-eating tiger.

Tang Li slapped the table angrily.

Ning Yuchu just buried his head and almost hit the tree.

The sudden heat on his body was mostly dispersed by the cold wind.

Qingqiu followed behind and panted: "Master, don't go so fast, wait for the minions!" ”

He stopped and turned around when he heard the sound, only to see Qingqiu pointing at him with a frightened expression.

"Master, you have a nosebleed!"

Ning Yuchu raised his hand and wiped it, and the back of his fingers was stained with sticky, moist and hot blood.

He was stunned: "How can it bleed?" ”

Qingqiu hurriedly took out a clean handkerchief and handed it over, and said when he heard the words: "Xu is dry and dry, you are on fire." ”

Ning Yuchu suddenly realized, no wonder Fang was hot all over, and a hot breath rushed to the top of his head.

It turned out to be on fire.

Back in the courtyard, Ning Yuchu leaned his head back on the back of the chair.

Qingqiu dipped her hand in some water, and then patted her master's forehead.

The clear water was cold, Ning Yuchu shuddered, and muttered, "Does this work?" ”

Qingqiu patted and said, "The minions don't know, but you don't let the minions go to Miss Nine, so you can only try this local method." ”

This is still a lady in charge passing by and teaching him.

At the mention of Tang Li, Ning Yuchu subconsciously said: "Don't look for her!" ”

Qingqiu slandered in her heart, and she didn't know what the master was messing with Miss Nine again.

Fortunately, it quickly worked.

Qingqiu went out with the water and came in again, and heard the master calling him to grind the ink.

He walked over, the paper laid out on the table.

"The master wants to write a letter to the imperial grandson?"

Ning Yuchu hummed.

The ugly monster has done so much for him, and he deserves something in return.

Since she cared so much about the imperial brother, then he would say a few kind words for her in front of the imperial brother.

She can't be allowed to waste her efforts.

This is the reason, but I always feel that something is wrong in my heart.

His thin lips pursed.

Time passed little by little, until Qingqiu put down the ink strip and found that the master was staring at the letter with bitterness and hatred, as if he was looking at the enemy.

He shook his hand and said, "Master? The ink is polished. ”

Ning Yuchu came back to his senses, waved his hand away, and said angrily: "Don't get in the way here." ”

Qingqiu sighed and went down aggrievedly.

Ning Yuchu took a deep breath, held the pen with his long fingers, dipped it in ink, rolled up his sleeves and was about to lift the pen, but suddenly got stuck.

[When you are a teenager, you always have to shed a little blood before you grow up. After the fourth watch, see you in the early morning. 】