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In the evening, Xuanye dragged his tired body to find Liang Tiantian.

"I'm so tired, why haven't I rested for a while?" Liang Tiantian saw that his face was not good. "You have to keep up with your sleep when practicing qigong. If you have just recovered from a serious illness, it's best to take more rest."

"I want to listen to my cousin telling stories." Xuanye spoke very hard, leaning against the wall and staring at her with his arms.

Liang Tiantian: “…”

Naughty kids are still thinking about this.

Liang Tiantian didn't know whether he should be spoiled by him, but when he saw the expectation in the boy's eyes, he nodded, "Okay, sit down."

Liang Tiantian has read the story of Journey to the West for many times. Although he is not professional at this time, Xuanye still listens to it with relish.

Liang Tiantian just talked about Sun Wukong being pressed to the bottom of the Five Elements Mountain, and Xuanye suddenly said, "Does the Western Buddha have any unspeakable purpose from the Jade Emperor?" His half-closed eyes were filled with a sharpness that was different from usual laziness.

Liang Tiantian was stunned, "Why do you think so?" But he sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, what the royal children think and worry about is different.

Since "Journey to the West" has been listed as the four great classics, is it just an entertainment novel about Sun Wukong fighting monsters and upgrading? You should know that this was once a great writer in history, and naturally it has its unpredictable side.

Xuanye, it's really different.

Liang Tiantian thought of her own children, and she had told this story, but no one seemed to have considered Xuanye's issue.

Sure enough, children from places like the palace are different.

Some people say that the butt determines the head.

This is indeed good.

Because it is high, the considerations are different.

Liang Tiantian suddenly felt that it might not seem like it would be troublesome when Xuanye arrived at their house. If she could... she said that if she educated the prince without affecting her family, even if she had just a little guidance, perhaps this era would have become a little different.

She thought of Sun Weiren and the concubine whom she had never met before, and the "members" they chose one thing at the same time.

Haha, interesting!

Xuanye didn't know that Liang Tiantian had thought so much at this moment, but said according to his original intention: "A general like Sun Wukong is not inferior to Yang Jian. He was taught a lot of skills by the Bodhi Patriarch, and now there are Jade Emperor and Western Buddhas. If there is nothing here, I won't know." Xuanye's tone was very confident, "Sister, you will definitely find clues if you continue to talk, so don't worry." He kindly came to comfort Liang Tiantian.

Liang Tiantian was stunned and didn't know what to say.

This kid is indeed not a person in the pool. She has such political sensitivity at such a young age, which makes her unable to say anything else.

Liang Tiantian calmed down and continued to talk. When the Guanyin Master gave Sun Wukong the advice, Xuanye smiled suddenly. The expression of "I knew it would be like this" made Liang Tiantian very depressed.

"I won't talk anymore." Liang Tiantian waved his hand, "I've been tired for a day and I'm about to have a meal. I'll talk about it another day after dinner."

Xuanye's lips moved, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"You can't listen to the story in one day, just listen to it. My sister's voice is hoarse." Liang Tiantian was fooling.

"Okay." Although I really want to hear the story, Xuanye is a person who knows how to restrain himself and nods quickly.

Liang Tiantian breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the naughty child could not be spoiled.

It was not long before it was time to finish the meal. Liang Tiantian asked, but his father and two brothers had not come back. Xiaohua had no regular meals, so he pressed the kitchen in the yard, but it was not big. Liang Tiantian asked someone to ask, and he heard that Xiaohua was asleep. It was not disturbing.

It seems that she and Xuanye have dinner today.

Dinner was placed in the dining room in the backyard. Liang Tiantian saw Xuanye walking awkwardly. Thinking of the afternoon rattan meal, he was funny and a little helpless.

"I will ask my servants to help you with the medicine wine to help you rub it, and it won't hurt if you rub it open." She kindly reminded her, but Xuanye was so embarrassed, "No need, I have applied the medicine myself." In fact, it didn't hurt much, it just turned a few red.

"I have to continue practicing tomorrow. If you don't want your legs, keep holding on." Liang Tiantian scared him.

Xuanye had no choice but to nodded depressedly. "If you go back, rub it." There were a few wives in their house serving them. They were all in their thirties.

The two of them had supper quietly, and Liang Tiantian was used to wandering around after the meal. Xuanye was bored alone, so he followed her around. Liang Tiantian picked up a few short stories to tell him, which were all ordinary stories from the people's families, but they could help him better understand ordinary people of this era.

Xuanye felt it was very comfortable to follow this cousin. His cousin knew a lot, knew how to cook delicious food, and told stories. As expected, Jin Bao was right, Sister Tian Tian was the best person.

"Go to bed early at night and start practicing with us tomorrow morning. Remember to drink ginseng soup later." Xuanye's health has not yet recovered and has been recuperating.

Xuanye nodded, "I know." Although he is young, he is very self-disciplined. Naturally, such things will not make people worry.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark and Lu Rui suddenly came to report, "Miss, Young Master Han is here."

Liang Tiantian frowned slightly, "It's so late?" It doesn't look like Han Enju's style of doing things.

Lu Rui whispered: "Young Master Han seems to be very anxious and his face is not very good."

Liang Tiantian thought to himself: It’s true that something is wrong.

"Let's go and have a look." Liang Tiantian had to go over and take a look. She couldn't help but think of Han En's infatuated gaze, which made her a little headache.

For some reason, she doesn't want to see Han Enju now.

It was strange. It was the same confession. Ouyang Wenxuan said so clearly and directly, and she never felt like she was avoiding it. Han Enju's feelings were so subtle, and she was not at ease.

The relationship between people really depends on a "fate". Brother Han was not with them from the beginning. But Liang Tiantian thought of Ouyang Wenxuan, his background seemed to be more noble, so why didn't he feel that awkward when facing their family?

Liang Tiantian couldn't figure it out all the way. When she saw Han Enju, she realized that something must have happened.

The boy looked very tired, with a heavy shadow under his eyes. Liang Tiantian remembered the letter Sun Weiren secretly sent a few days ago, and knew that he was busy treating the second man's legs. In addition to the matter of the Sixth Prince, he probably was really tired.

Han En leaned softly into the chair, half-squinted his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep.

Liang Tiantian walked over and said softly: "Brother Han? Brother Han..."

After running for an afternoon, Han Enju was so tired that he didn't want to sit down and fell asleep. In the hazy state, someone seemed to call him. When he opened his eyes, he saw the dream-ridden figure, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Tiantian, is it you?" Without the reserve in daily life, he grabbed her little hand randomly like a dream. The real temperature made him not want to destroy this beautiful dream.

A discordant voice was interrupted by him coldly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
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