Eunuch husband

Li Chengchen glanced at her lightly, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, Guan Yi held his feet on his knees and wiped off the water droplets with a handkerchief. I wonder if the candlelight was too gentle, and my heart felt soft and let her go forward After being busy, he didn't make a sound to stop.

"What is this?" She stared at the round plate of things on the table for a long time.

"Longan, nourishes qi and blood."

"Can I eat it?"

Li Chengchen peeled off the shell and handed one, and Guan Yi took a bite with bright eyes: "It's so sweet."

"Spit out the core."

She opened her big black eyes and opened her mouth to spit out a crumbled dried core and said with a smile: "That... I don't know if this can't be eaten."

He ignored her and went to the desk to write, write!It shouldn't be difficult for him to write one more line of poetry now, right?Rolling his eyes, he climbed onto the soft couch with a plate of longan in his arms: "Eunuch, can you write me the poem that His Highness the Crown Prince read today?"

Lang Hao quickly wrote lines of characters on the rice paper that she couldn't understand. When dipping the pen into the ink, Guan Yi leaned over and smiled flatteringly: "Didn't the imperial concubine say it was my name? I want to see it."

"You can understand?"

"I can learn! Next time I will understand." Guan Yi stood up and patted his chest as a guarantee. The white porcelain plate tilted and a few longans rolled down the skirt of the skirt and fell to the ground. She blocked it with her hand embarrassingly. Cheek, leaning over to pick up the fallen longan.

Wipe off the dust with a handkerchief, peel off the plug, chew a few times and spit out a core. The jujube gives birth to osmanthus seeds. It turns out that this is the legendary longan. Does the father-in-law also need to replenish qi and blood?

She carefully moved over and studied the ink a few times awkwardly: "Eunuch, can you just write it for me? You see, I will be on duty in the Linghui Palace in the future. How can I not know a single word when I serve the pen and ink?"

Li Chengchen looked at her sideways and calmly. Guan Yi felt guilty when he looked at her. He met his eyes inquiringly, fixed his eyes on his own hand and said, "I know it's ugly, father-in-law doesn't need to remind me."

"Serving pen and ink?"

He raised his eyebrows when he asked back, and she held Mo Teng's hand tightly: "Isn't it right? Or is there something wrong with me grinding ink?"

Li Chengchen tapped the back of her hand with the pen, raised her wrist, held the ink vertically and said squarely: "The posture is dignified, the strength is moderate, the force is too light or too heavy, too fast and too slow, the ink will be thick and thick. Uneven. If the force is too light and the speed is too slow, time will be wasted and the ink will float; if the force is too heavy and the speed is too fast, the ink will be thick and thick, and the color will be dull.”

She tugged at her sleeves, carefully pondered what he said, and rubbed her fingers awkwardly for a while: "Elder-in-law, do you think this is right?"

"good."

Is the father-in-law praising her?What Xiao Songzi said was right. My father-in-law really likes honest and literate women. It seems that the ink is stained and the words are really less. In the future, I can’t always pester him to say something. He will definitely get bored. Every time I can't understand some polite words, and I can't understand writing so many words every night.

She wants to learn to read and write, to learn calligraphy and painting, she likes him so much, she must be closer to him, wait, didn't she want him to write poems?Why are you grinding ink here quietly for no reason?

He rubbed his sore wrist and was about to say something. He lowered his head and lowered his eyes. Li Chengchen was wearing a big cloak, his black hair was loosely tied into a knot with a headband, he was lazy and handsome, and his slender fingers were holding on to a purple bamboo wolf hair brush as he wrote, with a kind of Can't tell the truth...beautiful, she forgot how to say that word, she really only said good-looking.

I tiptoed to the side of the bed and used a piece of string to measure the size of the boots. The boots looked good, but they were indeed not warm enough. Tomorrow, I would cut a paper pattern and make a pair of comfortable and thick ones.

Secretly delighted, he poured a cup of hot tea and sent it to the desk: "Elder-in-law, drink some tea."

"Ah."

Without raising his head, he reached out to touch the glass, Guan Yi quietly moved forward to give it away, watched him drink half of the glass and put it down again, his eyes followed his thin lips down to his neck and then down his unlined clothes, revealing his thinness The clavicle, it's over, it's over, why does she feel that everything he does looks good, there is really no cure.

Unexpectedly, his cheeks were stained with a layer of rouge, and he sat on the soft couch with a plate of longan and peeled it. He was so excited to eat that most of the plate was gone before he knew it.

"You can't eat too much, if you get angry, it will be counterproductive."

"Really?" She glanced at him suspiciously, patted the shell on her body, and reluctantly put the plate on the table, "Elder-in-law, I grew up so old that I don't even know how to write my name, you Just help me write it, okay?"

He put down his pen and got up, then threw the cloak on the carved wooden stand, and unexpectedly... actually fell asleep!

Due to depression, she woke up earlier than usual, the room was lit like beans, through the window she could faintly see a light fish-belly glow in the east, she rubbed her eyes and put on her clothes and got up, the bed was tidy and empty.

After washing his face with warm water in the bronze basin, he simply tied his hair in a bun. He inadvertently saw a piece of rice paper pressed with stones on the desk, and wrote "Zhu Si Yu Zhu Luo Xiang Yan, Fei Guan promotes string dance juvenile."

Although she can't understand the so-called calligraphy, she also knows that the calligraphy is extremely beautiful. How to say that word, well, she doesn't know how to describe it, anyway, it is beautiful.

Pushing the door open, there was a thin layer of hoarfrost outside. Li Chengchen was wearing a blue single gown with wide and narrow sleeves, his hair was tied with a ribbon, and he held a long sword. His figure was extremely fast, and his sword moves were invisible. Wearing rouge and red plums, she couldn't help but be fascinated by the chic and neat figure.

He noticed the movement, holding the sword behind his back, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead wetted the few strands of hair on his forehead. Guan Yi blinked and swallowed, but his red lips parted slightly, but he didn't say a word come out.

A cold touch came, and the bony hand raised her chin, leaned slightly and got closer to her, her heart was beating non-stop, and she didn't dare to breathe, could it be that she wanted to kiss her? ?What should she do?Do you want to close your eyes?

Her head was in a daze, and a white veil was placed on her nose, and she looked into his eyes in astonishment: "Don't move, I ate too much longan, and my nose bleeds."

"Ah?" Guan Yi raised his head and covered his nose with a white handkerchief, feeling at a loss, "I'll remember it next time."

Li Chengchen didn't say anything else, leaving her standing there alone for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he had already changed into a purple robe and a hair crown, and he was obviously going to be on duty at Tenglong Pavilion: "Elder-in-law, the words on the desk can Can't send me?"

"I'll check tonight."

"what?"

"Literacy."

In Linghui Pavilion, Guan Yi brought warm water mixed with rose juice and put it in the inner room. He stepped back and went out. He was about to take the scissors and go outside the courtyard to cut white plum blossoms. , holding a beautiful short sword and stepped in.

The maid standing there hurriedly handed over the veil, he wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, took a few sips of the warm tea she handed over and said, "Is it done?"

Guan Yi hurriedly took out the neatly folded rice paper from his cuff and presented it respectfully: "His Royal Highness, please have a look."

"The errand was done well." Xiao Jing smiled openly while holding the calligraphy, "What reward do you want?"

"The slaves dare not."

"Director Li is worth a hundred gold coins, and my father kept a volume of "Five Lakes" written by him. It's like something precious."

A word of one hundred gold?Shouldn't she be pawing at his scrapped papers more often?Get rich, get rich, pick up more before leaving the palace, and after leaving the palace, she will be a wealthy landowner.

"Have you thought about it?"

"His Royal Highness, can you teach the slaves to recognize these words?"

Xiao Jing took out a golden melon seed from her purse and threw it to her: "My king has something important to do, so let's wait another day!"

"My servant thanked His Highness the Crown Prince for rewarding me." Guan Yi joyfully picked up the golden melon seeds and put them in his purse, and carefully put the purse tied around his waist into his bosom after thinking about it. She likes money the most, and money is better Actually, but who did she ask to help her learn to read?

A childish but serious voice came from outside the door: "Brother has made an appointment with Situ Shuwen to ride and shoot today. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

"Slaves see the second prince."

"Excuse me." Xiao Luo had delicate features, and his smile was exceptionally handsome.

He took out the rice paper with Xiao Jing's inscription from his cuff, unfolded it from a distance, and asked, "Second Prince, can you read it slowly for the servant?"

Xiao Luo slid his fingers across the rice paper and read the characters one by one very slowly: "Zhu Si Yu Zhu Luo Xiang Yan, Fei Guan promotes the string dance boy."

Guan Yi followed Mo Nian in his heart and nodded humbly, bowed his knees and said: "My servant thanked the second prince, and I will take my leave first."

The white plums outside the courtyard were like snow, with a faint fragrance floating. She kept repeating the poem "Zhu Siyu Zhu Luo Xiangyan, Fei Guan promotes the string dancing boy." She picked a few branches with flourishing flowers and cut them into a wooden tray. Sniffed: "It smells so good."

"They all cut some messy things."

Among the scattered white plums, she raised her head in surprise: "Elder-in-law, why are you here?"

"Pick up the second prince and go to Tenglong Pavilion." Li Chengchen picked up a white plum blossom, frowned, and threw it out casually, "Mei, you care about your soul."

"Soul? Bone?" She heard the shudder and muttered, "Isn't that becoming a spirit?"

Li Chengchen raised his chin, and Guan Yi looked up. An old branch pulled out above had only a few budding flowers. After looking at it for a long time, he was pleasantly surprised, "It looks a bit like my father-in-law's handwriting."

As soon as the words came out, she looked at him thoughtfully, Li Chengchen raised his eyebrows and smiled, and she also bent her eyebrows, "I seem to understand a little bit."

Standing on tiptoe, he wanted to cut it, but he couldn't cut it off after several attempts. He stretched out his hand and tore off the flower branch. Guan Yi happily put the scissors on the plum branch and looked at him questioningly. Cut it with a sound.

Blossoming white plum blossoms fell, and one of them happened to land on her temples. Li Chengchen moved his fingers and retracted them, hanging by his side, clenched into fists, and walked towards the main hall.

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