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Shian garden.

Ziyi is bored looking at several books on the table, turning over and over are so many pages, later simply do not read, directly one hand chin in a daze.

All of a sudden, my mind drifted to the Palace -

the Jinxiu girl I saw last time was brother Yuchen's future wife. It seems that she is very gentle. After brother Yuchen married her, she should have a good life.

But at the thought of this, he began to feel uncomfortable.

"Is it hard to be jealous that brother Yuchen has such a wife?"

He whispered to himself, thinking for a long time, but he didn't get an answer.

"Hey

Jingshu a big face suddenly appeared in front of him, he was not on guard, scared to get the books on the ground.

"Jingshu!"

"Coward!"

Ziyi stares at her, stoops to pick up all the books, and says with a black face, "didn't I tell you that you should knock first when you come in later? This is the study, not my room! After Dad comes back, if you are not big or small, dad will not be happy. "

Today, he is just reading a book and in a daze. Later, his father will come back to deal with political affairs. If this little girl delays a big event, even if his father doesn't punish her, he can't go on watching as a brother.

"I know how to preach! I see you in a daze, do not read well, I come in to spur you. Brother, when do you say my father and mother will come back? "

Static Shu Du mouth asked, she has not seen them for a long time, every time Ruan Ruan asked her, can only say fast, but "fast" is how long? I don't know.

"Father and mother are really coming back soon. I heard the servants at the door say yesterday that my grandfather wrote to them and asked them to come back."

Ziyi seriously said that he had no intention to listen, but he heard the news that made him happy.

"Really! Great. When they come back, I'll tell them that my embroidery is very good... "

She said this suddenly, and then tilted her head, frowned and did not speak.

Ziyi looks at her suspiciously, waiting for her.

Jingshu thought for a long time before she remembered the business of coming here.

"Just now the servant said that Ming Yuchen asked you to go there. It seems that he asked you to take some tonic prescription written by his mother."

She said as she scratched her head.

"You didn't say that earlier!" Ziyi left a word and rushed out of the study directly.

"Brother, you didn't ask me. I have a bad memory No, how can this man run so fast

Jing Shu looks back at the direction of the door in horror and shakes her head helplessly.

……

The palace.

Ming Yuchen is standing in front of the desk to write, rich brocade is carefully standing on one side for his ink.

Since living in the palace some time ago, Jinxiu has lived a life she never imagined before. She has servants to serve her every day, and no longer has to do laundry and cooking. But the most important thing is that she has such a gentle and beautiful man around her.

The way she writes is gentle and attentive. She likes reading.

He never seems to be angry, always a gentle and polite look, so gentle to everyone, without the arrogance of the aristocratic childe in her imagination.

"Jinxiu, it's OK."

Ming Yu Chen sees Mo to grind almost, then open mouth to remind a way.

"Yes." Rich brocade retreats to one side silently.

"You don't have to serve me. You can read books and take whatever you like."

When Ming Yuchen was in the study, he didn't like to be served by others, except one.

It's the man he wants to polish his ink.

Rich brocade low head, some embarrassed, hesitated for a long time just open mouth to say: "rich brocade is illiterate."

Ming Yuchen is stunned, then puts down his pen and looks at Jinxiu with her head down. He wanted to say that he taught her to read, but Ziyi's face appears in his mind. After all, he takes up the pen again.

"Then you can make me a cup of tea." He sighed and went on writing.

He can't teach people to read and read except Ziyi.

Since he can't give Ziyi too many things, he hopes that all he can give is the only one.

Only teach him to read, only teach him to write, only teach him to draw

"Yes." The rich brocade smiles to reply a way, quickly walk out of the door.

"Young master, master Ziyi is here." The servant announced at the door.

The hand of bright Yu Chen is one meal, the ink mark immediately faints on the paper.

"Ask him in."

He put down his pen calmly and went to the door, waiting for the man to come in.

"Brother Yuchen, I brought you the prescription you asked for." Ziyi strides in and takes out a few pieces of paper from his arms and hands them to him.

Ziyi carefully looked at mingyuchen and thought that his face was OK. He should be in good health recently.

Ming Yuchen reaches out his hand to pick up, and his finger touches Zi Yi's hand.As if he had been scalded, he pulled the paper at once.

But Ziyi directly took his hand, frowned and asked, "Why are your hands so cold? What's wrong with you? "

He nervously looks at Ming Yu Chen.

Mingyuchen didn't expect Ziyi to hold his hand. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

Take your hand back, you are not willing to take it back. What does it look like if you don't take it back!

Just as he hesitated, a sound of footwork came, and he quickly took back his hands, "it's OK, but his hands and feet are a little cold. Maybe it's OK after taking the medicine." He explained, relieved.

"Master Ziyi is here. Fortunately, I made a pot of tea. Let's drink it together."

The rich brocade slowly walks in and looks at them with a smile. Then she goes straight to the table, puts down the teapot and pours two cups of tea.

"Yes, Ziyi, have a cup of tea." Mingyuchen put the house away, eyes motioned Ziyi to sit in the past.

Just the mood has been smoothed, at this time Ming Yuchen has recovered the past calm.

"Well, I also want to try the craft of my future sister-in-law."

Ziyi said with a smile, sitting directly at the table.

Mingyuchen brow slightly twitch for a while, for this address some dissatisfaction, but in the heart but ask oneself what is wrong.

There's nothing wrong!

See him sit down, son Yi this just picked up the cup to drink a mouthful, Rao is to drink so much tea, he also had to say the tea that rich brocade brews is very good.

"Good! The fragrance of tea is strong, and the taste is fragrant. My sister-in-law is really good. "

Ziyi sighs, but mingyuchen seems a little unhappy.

He was puzzled, but he didn't find it. In fact, his heart was not as happy as the smile on his face. On the contrary, he was astringent.

"Thank you for your praise."

Rich brocade just also worried if son Yi don't like how to do, after all, he is the son of the Book Mansion, these aspects certainly have to pay attention to.

Ming Yuchen is lightly pursed one mouthful, then nodded, to the words of son Yi express approval.

"It's delicious. Jinxiu, please sit down and have tea."

He put down the cup, reached for another one, put it aside, and poured a cup of tea himself.

Rich brocade see him so, quite some flattered, small face red flutter of, bow to drink tea time can't help snickering.

Ziyi thinks that they are really a good match, especially now.

But this kind of "love" made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is Ziyi uncomfortable?"

Ming Yu Chen asks a way, see him to frown, concern of ask.

"It's OK. I just envy you. It should be a good marriage."

Although they are much worse than their father and mother-in-law, they are much better than the average official couple.

Ziyi is embarrassed to scratch his head, but there is no definition of "good marriage" in his heart.

"Then I wish you a good marriage in the future."

Ming Yuchen smiles very gently, but a hand on his knee trembles slightly, suppressing various emotions in his heart.

He is sincere -

sincerely hope Ziyi will have a good marriage! Lang qingqiyi's life is well

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