Bei Ming Xiu smiled clearly, his long hair was like satin, and he picked up a porcelain bottle in white clothes: "Princess, you can give this to the prince to heal the wind and cold." Then he added: "One pill every night!" ”

"Thank you, Son of the North Underworld."

Mo Xi just walked in front.

Bei Mingxiu took off his white clothes, sat down on the stool, fiddled with the medicine in front of him, and said without waves: "Don't come out yet?" ”

Then Yin Shizi stood up outside the window, fanned the jade fan, and asked the Northern Meditation in the window: "Northern Darkness, how can the prince have wind and cold, what kind of medicine did you give her?" ”

Bei Ming Xiu leisurely selected medicinal materials: "It's just to help the princess achieve her wish as soon as possible." "It's just fun to help others.

As soon as Yin Mo heard this, his peach blossom eyes instantly burst into flowers: "The two of them...... Cough! ”

Neither of them spoke again!

Each of them saved 10,000 words in a serious way!

……

Mo Xi returned to the room with a light effort.

Rong Xiao sat in a wheelchair, and only glanced at the white porcelain vase in her hand.

"Husband, this is the medicine for wind and cold that the Northern Underworld Master took from him." Mo Xi poured out one and put it in Rong Xiao's hand: "I'll go pour water for my husband." ”

Mo Xi turned around to pour water, and Rong Xiao sniffed the pills in his hand.

Rong Xiao's five senses are superhuman, and she can distinguish the subtle smell of medicinal granules.

Musk! Aoki incense!

Rong Xiao: ...... The medical skills of the Northern Meditation Cultivator have become more and more exquisite, and they have all used these for wind and cold......

When Mo Xi poured the water and turned around, Rong Xiao had already put the medicine pills back into the porcelain bottle, and took one out of nowhere and put it in the palm of his hand.

Without waiting for Mo Xi to speak, he obediently drank water and took medicine.

Waiting for the little girl to wash up and climb into bed, she looked at him and said, "When you get better, let's have a round room ......."

Then the person lay down, with one arm still on Rong Xiao's chest, and fell asleep.

Sleep in seconds without distractions!

After a while, Rong Xiao carefully straightened her body and covered the quilt with gentle movements.

The fine stars in the black eyes, the red spots in the pupils, are like the delicate plum blossoms in the winter snow.

……

The next day, Rong Xiao's face was gloomy as soon as she woke up, because the little girl got up earlier than him, and she went to see the little broken child.

For a moment, he felt that he had evil thoughts in his heart, and he actually wanted to have a child with the little girl.

He hurriedly shook his head, and the next second he saw the scumbag Erha and the little white wolf sitting opposite him, his eyes rolled over, and he also shook his head......

Waiting for Mo Xi to leave the house, Rong Xiao sat in front of the bookcase when he heard the little short legs coming towards his room.

The footsteps were all provocative.

opened the door and came in, Xiao Si searched for the dark eyes of the water spirit, looked at Rong Xiao for a while, and then said righteously: "In order to make my mother happy, that's why I came to your room." ”

He had a book in his hand and a little arrogance on his face.

"The princess said that when the prince is free, he can listen to Sixun and read, which can help him improve his knowledge." Mu Chen also hugged more than a dozen books behind him.

Rong Xiao calmly: "Well, put it down!"

Mu Chen withdrew, leaving Rong Xiao and Xiao Sixun.

"I know all these books, my mother will say that you taught me, and my mother will teach you if she is not here." Think about the way of self-confidence.

Rong Xiao only glanced at the books when Muchen put down them just now, not to mention these books for a three or four-year-old child, even if he has read them for ten years and eight years, he may not be able to understand them.

"Four Books", "Five Classics", "Strategies", "Eight Strands" ...... It is all the content of the imperial examination and the township examination.

"In that case, then you teach me." Rong Xiao said.

Xiao Sixun's long eyelashes moved, looked at Rong Xiao, twisted Xiao Ying's eyebrows and thought about it, the bad husband couldn't see it, so he still taught some simple ones: "Then I'll teach you the four books first!" ”

"Hmm!"

"Four Books Have ......"

The little guy didn't hold a book at all, and he was really quite postured in Rong Xiao's wheelchair with his little short legs upside down in a circle every week, and kept talking.

Half an hour later, the little white wolf fell asleep on the ground.

The scumbag Erha slept on his back, sticking out his tongue and snoring.

The corners of Rong Xiao's mouth hooked lightly, this little guy is smart.

Then Xiao Sixun told Rong Xiao for another hour.

The eyes are bright, and the energy is bright.

Mu Chen, who was guarding outside the door, hugged the pillar and slept profusely.

Xiao Sixun saw that the bad husband listened carefully, and he was quite satisfied: "Do you understand?" ”

"Hmm!" Rong Xiao nodded her head.

Xiao Sixun also nodded: ...... It's kind of humble......

"Then learn here today, if you don't understand, just ask me." The little teacher finally climbed into the chair with his legs upside down.

"Oh! Book 3, page 78, sentence 5, incomprehensible. Rong Xiao said lightly.

Xiao Sixun took a long time to sit down, staring at his dark eyes. Didn't remember the third book, page seventy-eight, what is the fifth sentence?

He jumped out of his chair and ran to the desk, and his fleshy little hands chattered one by one, found the third book, opened the seventy-eight pages, and read the fifth sentence.

The long eyelashes blinked and pursed his mouth: "I remembered this wrongly, and I made a mistake just now." I'll tell you about it now that I've learned. ”

The little one then began to read the book earnestly.

Rong Xiao stretched out her hand, took the water cup, and deliberately touched a bamboo slip, which happened to hit the book that the little guy was reading.

Xiao Sixun raised his head, stepped his feet, stretched out his fleshy little hand, and moved the cup to the bad husband.

I just lowered my head and wanted to remind the bad husband to exercise hard, so that my mother would have to worry less about it in the future.

But at once, I saw that the bamboo slip that fell into the book was written in the paragraph that I didn't understand.

Xiao Sixun's dark eyes lit up, and he thought: The bad husband doesn't learn and has no skills, but the collection of books is quite complete.

He looked closely.

But looking at it, he frowned at Xiao Yingmei, he didn't recognize this word.

Rong Xiao slowly picked up a piece of walnut cake on the table: "Eat!" ”

Xiao Si Xun had a flash of inspiration: "Huh! The word is pronounced chī.

The scumbag Erha, Bo Leng rolled and stood up, sniffing with his eyes closed, eating, what to eat......

……

Mo Xi went outside the city, and the cook and coachman were busy according to her request.

The old beggar holding the fragrant cat glanced at thousands of mares, and his beard curled: "I said little girl, you are a mare and have no stallions, how can you give birth to a pony?" ”

Mo Xi put on gloves, a mask, and a full-body protective suit: "I'm worried that I won't be able to pay your disciples?" ”

The old beggar stroked the cat: "The old man has never heard of it." If you are like this, wouldn't there be no man, and a woman would be able to give birth to a baby by herself! ”

Mo Xi smiled: "People have heavenly morals, but they can't be like this." "But animals can be better optimized.

"Just wait for me to show you that they give birth to ponies."

The old beggar had a look of disbelief and anticipation.

"Old man, half of the disciples of your beggar gang work with me and give out money; Half of them collect all kinds of information in various countries, and as long as the information is accurate and reliable, I will also give money. ”

No matter what the era, information is the first opportunity.

(End of chapter)