"Yes, yes!" Murong Suzaku was full of interest.

Jun Beiyu is also looking forward to it, "When do you plan to start learning?" ”

"Now?"

"Yes."

Then, the two of them took paper and ink and began to prepare.

After getting ready, Jun Beiyu began to teach from holding the pen, making force, and putting down the pen, Murong Zhuque learned very seriously and learned quickly, and he mastered all the skills in a short time.

However, mastering skills is skills, and things that rely on muscle memory such as practicing words cannot be achieved overnight.

Murong Suzaku practiced calligraphy seriously, and King Rui was next to him, sitting on a chair, as if he was very serious about supervising the woman's calligraphy, but in fact, his eyes swept to the woman's face from time to time.

In her heart, she was serious. It's beautiful. No, it's beautiful. Girl's family, why do you look so beautiful?

After a cup of tea.

Murong Suzaku filled a page and asked with great interest, "How?" Give me guidance. ”

Jun Beiyu hurriedly gathered his thoughts and began to comment seriously.

Murong Suzaku took out another piece of paper, but he didn't put down the pen immediately, "I heard that in the past, people practiced calligraphy, and in order to exercise their wrist strength, they would nail the paper to the wall and write vertically, do you have such a practice?" ”

Jun Beiyu saw that the woman was about to work hard, so he also became serious, "Yes, if necessary, you have to hang a scale on your wrist." But I think you don't have to practice so much, you don't have to rush, just write slowly. ”

"I'm not in a hurry, but I'm in a hurry." Murong Suzaku smiled and lifted the paper, "Where do you nail the paper?" ”

Seeing that the woman insisted, Jun Beiyu could only get up and prepare to get the wooden shelf he used to practice calligraphy.

Murong Suzaku caught up with the slow man in a few steps, "You're going to get something?" Where is it? Tell me, I'll fetch it, I'm sharper than yours. ”

"......" Jun Beiyu - do you want to kill people like this?

King Rui said the location of the wooden shelf, and Murong Suzaku ran to get it back.

There are two retainers on the wooden shelf, and as long as you clamp the paper, you can practice calligraphy vertically.

Murong Zhuque was just about to lift his pen and asked, "Is there a scale?" Oh yes, there is this! ”

“？？” King Wise.

But the woman put down her pen, took out a silk handkerchief from her cuff, wrapped a large gold ingot in it, and handed it to him, "Help me tie it on my wrist." ”

"......" Jun Beiyu looked at the woman's slender and white wrist, and felt so distressed, "Don't hang it, right?" The wrist will be tired. ”

"The purpose is to make it tired, how to exercise wrist strength if it is not tired?"

"But you're ...... beginner"

"People are beginners, so they don't hang. As an adult, I learned late, if I didn't suffer a little, how could I practice in my life? ”

Seeing that he couldn't resist her, Jun Beiyu could only tie the handkerchief wrapped with gold ingots to the woman's wrist.

Distressed, very distressed.

I wish he had come to suffer for her.

After tying it, Murong Suzaku began to practice.

Sure enough, after a few pages of writing, the muscles in my wrists, arms, and shoulders were sore.

Jun Beiyu saw the woman rubbing her shoulders, "I'll help you press it?" ”

Murong Suzaku was stunned, "Huh? No, just let the lingering help at night. "After all, there is a difference between men and women.

Except for doctors and patients.

Jun Beiyu didn't insist, although he really wanted to help her press, it had nothing to do with lightness, "If you practice on the table, how much to write, I have no opinion." But if you use this extreme method of carrying weight, I advise you to stop here today. If you want to be fast, you can't reach it, and if you fall into the root of the disease, it's better not to practice. ”

Murong Zhuque is a doctor, of course he knows what frozen shoulder, tenosynovitis and the like, for the sake of practice, it is really not worth getting sick.

"It seems that it really has to be gradual." As he spoke, he handed over the wrist with the gold ingot attached.

Jun Beiyu helped her untie it, "Yes." ”

Murong Suzaku looked at the way the man helped her unbutton, and I don't know how many times she sighed - such long fingers, thin and straight, what a pity!

Soon, the gold ingot was removed.

As soon as Murong Suzaku raised his head, he found that the man was still wearing a mask, "There are no outsiders here except me, you don't have to wear this." The mask is heavy, right? ”

"If you wear it habitually, it won't be heavy."

What Jun Beiyu didn't say was that this mask was worn to her, and he didn't want her to see his ugly side.

There was a sound of fighting outside the house, and Murong Suzaku smiled, "Let's go out to see them fight?" ”

"Okay." In fact, he prefers two people to be alone in the room.

Murong Suzaku took the man's hand, and the two walked out slowly.

The two chairs were still in place, and the two of them sat down one by one, and chatted while watching and discussing.

Jun Beiyu, "Over there in the Hou Mansion, is everything going well?" ”

"How so?" Murong Suzaku told Mrs. Tang about it.

After hearing this, Jun Beiyu asked tentatively, "Do you want to help them?" ”

Murong Suzaku, "No one has come to ask for help, who can I help when I go up?" Doctors don't knock on the door, and the way doesn't pass lightly. If the division is not on the way, the law will not be vacated. ”

Jun Beiyu chuckled.

Murong Suzaku was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Jun Beiyu shook his head with a smile, "It's nothing, I'm laughing at myself, I'm worried about you too much." You are extremely smart, not to mention such a low-level trivial matter, how can it be the turn of outsiders to worry about it? ”

"This ...... You say as if I'm Zhuge Liang, I'm about to swell. ”

"Swelling? Is it the meaning of arrogance? ”

"Hmm."

"You have the right to be arrogant."

"I'm secretly arrogant, I don't show it, and I don't make others laugh."

Jun Beiyu couldn't help laughing again.

Murong Suzaku rolled his eyes, "No, is it that funny?" I use you as a friend to talk about business, and you use me as Uncle Guo who talks about cross talk? ”

"Who is Uncle Guo?"

"You don't know each other."

……

Two hours later.

The discussion is over.

Zhu lingered heartily, and Li Yunchi was tired like a tired dog.

Bidding farewell to King Rui, Murong Suzaku and the servant left.

Jun Beiyu looked at his sweaty subordinates, and felt a little guilty in his eyes, "Don't take care of me, I've recovered well recently, you can go back and rest." ”

Li Yunchi sighed, "It's okay, the subordinates are not tired, go and help the prince make the bed." ”

Why does Li Yunchi make a bed?

For some reason before, the people of King Rui's mansion were dismissed, and only some old servants who had been old for many years remained.

The old servants each wear many hats, Jun Beiyu doesn't want to increase the burden of taking care of him for them, and the woman doesn't necessarily have to come and leave, if the old servants want to take care of him, they have to be on call at any time, which is too hard.

Jun Beiyu became serious, "I said no, don't use it, you go and rest!" ”

Li Yunchi asked a few more questions, and when he saw that the prince insisted, he could only leave.

Soon, only King Rui was still standing in the huge Qianrui Temple, he looked at the bright moon in the sky, and then looked in the direction where the woman left, and his mood was getting better and better.

A secret guard jumped down from the roof, "Lord Wang, subordinates take care of you?" ”

Jun Beiyu was about to refuse, but then thought about it, "It's okay." ”

Subsequently, taking advantage of the gap between the cross-post services of the secret guard, Jun Beiyu slowly returned to the room, picked up the words left by the woman, and looked at it again and again, his eyes full of love.