The female supporting role is as beautiful as a flower (wearing a book)

The old concubine seemed a little surprised, she looked at Song Qingjin and said, "Xuan'er is willing to teach you? The Ai family thought that his temperament would never teach others."

Song Qingjin was as surprised as the old concubine.She thought for a while, and then said: "Concubine, the prince said that he can teach the servant to read and write, but the servant thinks that the prince has a lot of things to do. Moreover, the servant still thinks it is better for you to teach me."

The old concubine paused for a moment, picked up the teacup from the table again, and took a sip with a half-smile expression on her face.Song Qingjin didn't know what she meant, so she was even more afraid to speak.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the old concubine actually said: "Xuan'er wants to teach you, let him teach you. Ai's family is old, and some words can't be read clearly. Xuan'er is young, and you young people are together. We have a lot to talk about together.”

Song Qing concubine puffed her mouth, and had no choice but to say coquettishly to the old concubine, "But, concubine, I want you to teach me."

The old concubine smiled and said: "You are really weird girl, why do you keep guarding me, an old lady."

Song Qingjin smiled sweetly, and said, "Because this servant likes to serve you. I don't want to be separated from you."

The old concubine looked at Song Qingjin who was kneeling on the ground and beating her legs, and said, "Qingjin, I'm going back to the palace soon."

Only then did Song Qingjin become dazed.After all, the story of the old concubine's return to the palace was briefly mentioned in the book.I just wrote a short paragraph when I was writing half of the book.It is said that the old concubine suddenly suffered from a serious illness in the palace, and has been recuperating since then.

In this way, counting the days, the old concubine should indeed enter the palace.The old concubine was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed while she was slowly beating her legs.Song Qingjin also stood up.She covered the old concubine with a blanket, lit some tranquilizing incense, and checked the time. It was almost noon, and she came to Xiao Yixuan's room again.

After entering the courtyard gate, Ankang walked over first.Seeing Song Qingcong, he first said: "Sister Qingconcubine, you go to the prince's room first, and wait for him to change his clothes, I will come as soon as I go."

Song Qingjin couldn't help asking: "You panic-stricken chicken, where are you going?" She lowered her head and looked at his clasped hands, as if holding something.Song Qingjin said, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Ankang didn't hide it from her, when he opened his hands, there was a little turtle in the palm of his left hand.The green shell is not much bigger than the bottle cap.Song Qingjin thought the little turtle was cute, so she asked Ankang, "Where did you get such a small turtle?"

Ankang smiled and said, "Sister Qing, I'm going to put it in the creek."

When Song Qingmei heard this, she thought to herself, this is not bad.Such a cute little turtle, put it in the creek, will probably be used as rations by those big fish and big turtles.She immediately dragged Ankang Lianren and the turtle back.

Ankang asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with Sister Qing, what's the matter?"

Song Qingjin took back the turtle in his hand like a baby.Indeed, the days in ancient times were too boring. Now that she has such a good pet, she will definitely not let it go.

Song Qingjin said, "Ankang, give this tortoise to my sister."

Ankang didn't even think about it, so he readily agreed: "This is no problem. I will give it to my sister." Ankang had a smug look on his face.

Song Qingjin patted her on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, my sister will treat you to dinner tomorrow." She held the little turtle in her palm and watched it slowly stretch its head out. After seeing Song Qingjin, it quickly shrank back. go back.

Song Qingmei fell in love with it more and more, Ankang brought a porcelain bowl from nowhere, put some water in it, Song Qingmei put the tortoise in, Ankang also came to join in the fun, and squatted on the ground with Song Qingmei, watching the turtles in the bowl. moving little turtle.

The two people became interested in watching, and after a short while, they giggled together, and after an unknown amount of time, the door was suddenly pushed open.Xiao Yixuan's cold face like ten thousand years of ice appeared in front of the two of them.

Both Song Qingjin and Ankang were taken aback.Ankang was the first to react, and stammered, "Master, master, what orders do you have?"

Xiao Yixuan seemed a little angry.Taking advantage of the spare time, Song Qingjin immediately put the bowl containing the turtle into the water tank behind.

Xiao Yixuan looked at these two people coldly, and after a while, he said, "Are you going to starve me to death?"

Ankang immediately slapped his head and said, "Oh, look at this little one's forgetfulness. Master, don't worry, I'll pass on the meal right away. I'll be here right away." Saying so, he ran away like a smoke.Only Song Qingjin was left there alone.

Song Qingjin looked at the direction Ankang left.He thought resentfully, you bastard Ankang, leave me here alone now, let's see what I can do with you when you come back.

However, Song Qingjin only dared to think for a while before saluting to Xiao Yixuan: "My lord, please forgive me."

Xiao Yixuan gave her a cold look, turned around and went back to the room.Song Qingjin also followed in immediately, she saw that Xiao Yixuan had already packed his clothes, and there was a cup of residual tea on the table.There are two precious inkstones and dozens of brushes on the case.Song Qingjin looked carefully again, and there was still a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" on Xiao Yixuan's desk.

Xiao Yixuan saw Song Qingjin's gaze, and said, "Don't look, those are all you will need this afternoon."

Song Qingjin was a little discouraged.The joy and joy of getting that little turtle just now have almost been washed away.She said tentatively: "My lord, you really want to teach your slaves to write..."

Xiao Yixuan replied lightly: "Otherwise? Do you think this king is trying to deceive you?"

Song Qingjin immediately shook her head and said, "No, no. How dare I serve you! Thank you, my lord, for thinking about it."

Song Qingjin poured Xiao Yixuan a new cup of tea with a wink, and after a while, Ankang brought a few servants over with food.After Song Qingmei served Xiao Yixuan for lunch, he wanted to take a nap, so she asked Song Qingmei to watch over him again with the incense burner.

Song Qingjin was basically used to Xiao Yixuan's request.At the beginning, she still felt sore wrists while carrying these heavy things, but as time went on, she basically didn't feel anything.

Xiao Yixuan can always think of different ways to torment Song Qingmei.Now, even though it is obvious that she is going to be asked to read and write, who knows how to secretly come up with a way to embarrass Song Qingmei.

When Xiao Yixuan woke up, Song Qingjin was about to doze off holding the candlestick.Xiao Yixuan coughed a few times, looked at Song Qingjin's tired look, and said, "Do you want to study again today?"

Song Qingjin straightened up immediately, and replied very seriously: "Of course, slaves must learn."

Xiao Yixuan looked at Concubine Song Qing, got up and sat up from the bed.Just as Song Qingjin was about to turn around and go to the table to pack the papers and other things, Xiao Yixuan stood up, but suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he held the pillar next to him with his hands.Song Qingjin saw that it took him a long time to turn around, and it seemed a little serious.

Song Qingjin immediately stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter, my lord?"

Xiao Yixuan opened his eyes, waved his hands, and said, "It's okay. Don't worry about me."

Song Qingjin still said: "My lord, otherwise I'd better ask someone to invite an imperial physician to take a look."

Xiao Yixuan turned his head and said coldly: "You don't need to worry about it. I said don't worry about it, just don't worry about it."

Song Qingjin didn't dare to speak anymore.She watched Xiao Yixuan walking towards the table over there, with a slender waist under the loose clothes.It is estimated that the arms are also thin.Song Qingjin thought silently, this guy probably has hypoglycemia.Although he now eats more than before, he seems to be suffering from a deficiency, and it will not be cured in a short time.

In fact, in modern times, it is a matter that can be solved with a piece of chocolate.But now, these things are not there.Why do I still need to find a way to get her some high-calorie and portable food.

Song Qingjin was in a trance when Xiao Yixuan's voice came from over there: "Why are you still in a daze, why don't you come over?"

Song Qingjin came back to her senses, and immediately walked forward with her head down.Stand by the table.Xiao Yixuan opened the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and said to Song Qingjin, "How old are you this year?"

Song Qing concubine tilted her head and said: "If you go back to the lord, this servant will be seventeen this year."

Xiao Yixuan lowered his eyes, revealing his tall and delicate nose.He nodded towards the inkstone.Song Qingjin immediately understood and poured water and ink beside Xiao Yixuan.I only heard him whispering: "At your age, if you start to learn something like "The Book of Songs" and "The Analects of Confucius", which is time-consuming and useless, you should read this."

Song Qingjin stood beside Xiao Yixuan, looking at the words on the page.Song Qingmei read in a low voice: "Soldiers, the important affairs of the country, the place of death and life, the way of survival, must be investigated."

Xiao Yixuan handed her the pen and said, "Take the pen and write."

It's almost the same as when the teacher taught me to study when I was in junior high school and high school.Song Qingjin took the pen and wrote with difficulty on the paper.

Xiao Yixuan looked at her few strokes like a ghostly talisman.He paused for a while, really couldn't bear to read these unknown things written by Song Qingjin.

He couldn't help but walked around behind Song Qingjin, held the back of her white and small hand, and led her to write according to his own brushwork.

Song Qingjin was taken aback, Xiao Yixuan and her were almost stuck together.Song Qingjin could smell his body, it was like the fragrance of mountain spring.Song Qingjin shrank back a short distance, and stammered, "My lord, I'm sorry."

Xiao Yixuan increased his strength.It made Song Qingjin a little hurt.Xiao Yixuan was still staring at the words on the paper, and said, "Be serious. Don't just think about it."

Song Qingjin said "Oh" immediately.Turning to look at the words on the paper.Because Xiao Yixuan took her with her, the writing on the paper was much neater and more beautiful.Song Qingjin couldn't help but praised: "My lord, your handwriting is really beautiful."

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