Chapter 42: The scareless Xie Gouzi is back

Listening to Pei Shu say that it was only a short throw away from perfection, the little prince thought to himself, he was worthy of being a person who could be his husband.

A few days ago, I heard her say that she was not good at Danqing, but today she actually said that she was only close to reaching the level of perfection, and she must have worked hard at home these days, right?

When he couldn't help but glance back, he almost didn't kick the table over.

Is this Chizhu Dantong, who is covered with drawing paper, serious?

This dazzling is really the same as him?

After the shock, Xiao Qiyuan turned his head without saying a word, and quietly moved the desk farther away, for fear that Mr. Xie's anger would affect him for a while.

After another quarter of an hour, Pei Shu finally removed the ruler, picked up the painting paper and blew it, admired it with satisfaction for a while, and poked the little prince in front of him: "Come, pass it on for Mr." ”

No, Xiao Qiyuan twisted his body, intent on pretending not to hear, but when he saw Xie Xian raise his eyes and look down, he had to close his eyes and help her present.

Originally, I could have lunch after handing in the papers, but now I have to delay the hall.

I used to think that her lectures were funny and humorous, but now he wants to replace these two gentlemen together, can he?!

How can any gentleman drag a student back!

After handing over the ghostly painting, Xiao Qiyuan paid close attention to Xie Xian.

I was afraid that he would pick up the inkstone or something and smash it down, and he would not be able to avoid it in time and suffer from the fish in the pond.

However, Xie Xian looked at Pei Shu's "masterpiece" for a long time with a faint expression.

You can see the problem at a glance, do you need to look at it for so long? Xiao Qiyuan had self-doubt.

Could it be that there is a depth in that painting that he can't understand?

God knows how much impact Xie Xian has suffered.

This sparse painting technique, layers of random accumulation of colors...... Take a look at the dirt.

For a moment, he really wanted to tear this ghost talisman that couldn't even be called clumsy, and he raised his hand to tear it to pieces.

But in the face of Pei Shu's expectant and other praise eyes, his fingers tightened, and slowly loosened,

"Ayu, can you tell me what this is?"

He was still able to have a calm conversation with her, which showed that his cultivation had reached home.

Pei Shu was a little lost: "Tree," can't you see it?

The corners of Xie Xian's mouth twitched slightly: "What tree has such a thick and colorful color?" ”

Pei Shu: "Peach trees, pear trees, and thousands of trees bloom." ”

Xie Xian laughed very lightly: "Is the thousand tree flowers blooming, Lin Yuan's clumsy eyes didn't even see it." ”

Pei Shu clearly heard a little bit of gnashing of teeth from it, and suddenly woke up from the short dream.

His painting skills have not become magical because of the brilliant paints, and they are generally as bad as ever.

Fortunately, she has no obsession with poetic things, and she is forced to listen to his classes with the little prince.

It's very calm.

Seeing her not ashamed, Xie Xian's fingers pressed on her masterpiece, and he looked at her for a long time.

The expression was flat and couldn't see the depth, but it stared at Pei Shu with a creepy face.

However, he didn't say anything in the end, just retracted his gaze very slowly, rolled up the "divine work", and walked out of Tianlu Pavilion as if nothing had happened.

Pei Shu was a little unsure of what he meant.

was more than an hour late, didn't reprimand her, her schoolwork was a mess, and she didn't sneer at her.

Didn't the sun come out of the west today?

You must know that he has always been nitpicky, not only strict with himself, but also very demanding of others, and has never been lenient with others.

He couldn't rub the sand in his eyes.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Isn't it trying to figure out new tricks...... Whole her?

While thinking about it, the little prince tugged at her sleeve and said,

"I thought you would be scolded very badly, I didn't expect Mr. Xie to be so tolerant."

Xie Xian is tolerant, ha~ It's the most ridiculous joke in the world! Pei Shu thought to herself,

Child, you are too young, and when you see the true appearance of him when you open his skin, you can be scared alive.

I still remember that in the previous life, Xie Xian killed people in the main hall, and the little emperor was so frightened that he crawled over and hugged her thighs and cried wolf.

Tsk, child, your hard days are yet to come!

I'm not going to stand in your way anymore this time, so be blessed!

After lunch outside the side hall, Pei Shu walked to the inner room as usual to prepare for a rest.

In the afternoon, I gave the little prince an interesting lesson, and this day's errand was even considered to be over.

Walking to the door, Pei Shu's hand lifting the bead curtain suddenly paused, and her eyelids jumped.

There is an extra collapse near the window in the middle, and a long case is added to the southeast corner of the back.

It is filled with brushes of different thicknesses, palettes, and bandage pliers......

These are secondary, important is the person behind the desk.

Huo Ran is Xie Xian.

He was holding the tea cup, his slender finger bones resting on the azure glaze after the rain, and when he heard the rattle of the bead curtain colliding, his drooping eyes lifted slightly.

"Why are you here?" When Pei Shu asked this, her whole body leaned back, as if it was some kind of Longtan tiger's den inside, and the sense of rejection was overflowing.

Xie Xian's expression was faint: "You don't have long eyes?" ”

You don't have to distinguish carefully, you can hear a strong smell.

The person who choked her came back, and Pei Shu felt a strange sense of relief.

Compared with the tolerant attitude that he couldn't figure out before, Pei Shu was still more accustomed to his stinging and stinging appearance when he spoke.

Looking at the man who was as immobile as a mountain, Pei Shu's expression changed several times.

The room in the side hall was originally assigned to her by Zhan Shi of the East Palace for rest, although according to the current situation, it was not for her to use.

But no, it should be said that it is first come, first come, there is no reason to ask her to give in.

retreated, as if he was afraid of him.

So Pei Shu's heart was horizontal, and she stepped in, and said, "It's not appropriate for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room." ”

But if you have a little grace, you should give in.

Xie Xian said indifferently: "It's appropriate to climb the wall at night to meet with a foreign man?" ”

"If the rooster doesn't crow, it will stay outside the man's court and be courteous, is it appropriate?"

"With all kinds of deviant behavior, do you think of yourself as a woman for a moment?"

There were rumors about her outside, but she was very peaceful.

"......" scolded three times in a row, and Pei Shu was choked by him and couldn't speak.

In his tone, he seemed to be in a bad mood at the moment, and Pei Shu naturally wouldn't touch his moldy head.

I can't afford to mess with it, can't I shut up?

However, Xie Xian did not let her go because of this,

"Pei Yuanchang has faded out of the public eye for a long time, Ayu is planning for him, what is his intention?"

Pei Shu just bypassed the partition of the middle bookshelf, and when she heard this, her heart sank, and she cheered up,

"In the end, it was a blood relative who broke bones and tendons, he pitifully begged me to come to me, I couldn't bear it, so I did it easily, it's as simple as that, what's the point."

"When did Ayu cultivate a bodhisattva heart?"

Xie Xian took a sip of tea with a pleasant attitude, and said with a smile,

"You're so easy and it's a little harder."

day and night, he was tormented, but he didn't kneel down and beg for each other.

Thinking of the secret agent's report that she was in a small state of being in the ministry, a wave of anger rose in his heart for no reason.