Holding the medicine bottle in her hand, Xie Songhua really didn't know what to do with it, so she just put it in her sleeve pocket, and when she raised her eyes, the man opposite was still looking at her.

How did he manage to be so unmoved in the face of such a thing?

Doesn't it really feel a little embarrassing?

"It's not early, I told them to prepare dinner when I just came in."

As soon as he said this, Xie Songhua realized that it was getting dark outside.

The light of the night pearl in the room also became apparent.

Then he found that although Xiao Yu said this, he didn't move.

What does that mean?

When she came up to him, she saw him stretch out his hand to her.

Xiao Yu waited for a while, and saw that she was just looking at her in a daze, so she simply took a step back and pulled her out directly.

And Xie Songhua couldn't help but think of the incident last night when he pulled himself to sleep for a night.

Out of the East Cross Courtyard, the eyes of the people who came and went on the entire banquet platform involuntarily fell on the two of them.

Lilac and Peach winked at each other.

Since they followed the girl into the palace, when have they ever seen the prince look like this?

Although there was still no expression on his face, the cold air between his eyebrows and eyes was completely gone.

Some are just peaceful.

Facing the gaze of so many people, Xie Songhua only felt that his face was about to burn.

She tried to move her hand, and sure enough, this man was like this, not giving her the slightest chance of breaking free.

By the time we poured into the dining room, dinner had already been served.

It's still half spicy and half light.

Xiao Yu pulled her to sit down, and the person below brought a basin of water to clean her hands, and then let go of her hand.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Xie Songhua's mind turned back, "Why does today's food look different from usual?"

"I didn't notice that your observations were so sharp." Xiao Yu said as she sandwiched the meat on the belly of the fish with chopsticks, "The place where I went back, you said that the food there was delicious, *** just invited the cook over."

Xie Songhua had just taken a bite of the fish, and when he heard him say this, he was surprised that the fish slid directly into his throat, and even choked on the chili oil wrapped in it.

Suddenly, the whole person turned red and coughed.

Xiao Yu was startled, "Stuck?"

Xie Songhua waved his hand and took the water he handed over, and it took a while before it slowed down, but it was inevitable that there were some tears.

"Lord Wang, this ......," she glanced at the table in front of her, "but you don't have to."

Why do you suddenly feel like you have been set up as a wife?

Xie Songhua felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's nothing, a cook, where does he make money and not make money? It's just serving the two of us here, and he's more relaxed."

"Hehe......" Xie Songhua smiled lightly, you can be happy.

Although she felt a little uncomfortable, as Xiao Yu said, the dishes cooked by this chef were really good for her taste.

This dinner was a little more than usual.

After the dinner was removed, Xie Songhua walked around the courtyard twice to eliminate food as usual, and then went to the living room.

This is her habit, and she always has to practice her words every night.

Today, she wants to write a few words, but without him, she is really a little quiet in her heart.

Who knew that Xiao Yu also came in.

"Lord Wang!" She finally couldn't help it, "You ......."

Seeing him raise his eyebrows and look at himself seriously, Xie Songhua's words came to his lips, and suddenly he couldn't speak.

After a pause, his tone softened, "I'm practicing calligraphy! I don't usually get used to having people around."

After saying that, she didn't hear his response, and she couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

People like him,

It's probably rare to hear such rejections, right?

Does saying this make him feel hurt his self-esteem?

However, before Xie Songhua finished reflecting, she raised her eyes and saw that Xiao Yu had already sat down opposite her bookcase, and naturally picked up a book in her hand.

"Lord?"

Xiao Yu didn't raise his head, still in a calm tone, "You write yours, I usually don't make a sound when I read a book."

This......

Seeing the look on his face as if he had been immersed in it, Xie Songhua couldn't open his mouth for the second time.

What's more, the reason for driving people away is really a bit blunt, when she practiced calligraphy before, Xiao Yu didn't bump into it, and she never said anything like being disturbed.

There was a person sitting across from her, who had thought she would be restless and unsteady in her strokes.

It turned out that after such a long period of habit, the body has already developed an automatic adjustment mechanism.

At this time, after spreading out the proclamation and picking up the pen, it seems that everything seems to fall into place.

Zhao Mengfu's words, she is already completely familiar with it, there is no need to take it out, now it is just repeated again and again, and then when she writes, carefully compare the gestures of the other party in her heart. Chinese Net

After practicing for such a long time, although it is not a small achievement, it has also improved a lot.

When she finished writing the whole article, she raised her head and suddenly remembered that there was a person sitting opposite.

As he said, he really didn't make a sound at all.

With a pen in her hand, she looked at the person opposite, and somehow, she remembered the old days.

It's just that at that time, the person sitting across from her was a shadow, an invisible shadow.

I didn't expect that there would be a person sitting across from her, as silent as Yu Ruzhuo.

Seeing that Xiao Yu didn't react, Xie Songhua didn't speak, took out a piece of paper again, and continued to concentrate on practicing.

When her daily calligraphy practice task was over, Xiao Yu also put down the book in her hand in a timely manner, and then seemed to be a little surprised: "You have also finished practicing?"

"Ahh Xie Songhua nodded lightly, "A friend told me before that this kind of thing is not fast enough to practice calligraphy. I started later than others, and the stupid bird flew first and didn't work too hard."

As she spoke, she gently put the proclamation that had just been done on top of the stack she had written on weekdays.

Therefore, he didn't notice the look of nostalgia that flashed on Xiao Yu's face.

By the time she looked back, he had already gotten up, "You wash up first!" I'll go and practice for a while."

There is a school in the palace, and Steward Huo told her that it is where the prince practices in the mansion on weekdays.

Xie Songhua also knew that Xiao Yu was going there for morning exercise every day, but he didn't know that he would go there at night, and when the two of them lived in the same room before, they didn't find that he had such a habit.

But that's fine, it's really embarrassing to be in the same room all the time.

Thinking of this, Xie Songhua couldn't help but be a little discouraged, when will this embarrassing atmosphere dissipate, and how long will it take for her to fully adapt?

I can't sleep because I have something to do, especially when I know that person will come back soon.

It's probably a little too hot tonight, no, tomorrow I will ask Steward Huo to call some people over, catch the insects in the grass outside the window, and chirp to death.

tossed and turned like this, until Xiao Yu came back, she didn't fall asleep.

Just when she heard the sound of people entering the house, she immediately lay down, motionless as if she were a corpse.

Eh, how does this feel like when I was a child when I was rounded by the dean's mother?

When this strange thought came to mind, the bed curtain was lifted.

Xie Songhua found himself nervous.

Probably not, right?

No, no, no!

She was already asleep.