The clear voice of reciting continued to be heard.
"Jing against jade, building against tower, the motherland against another country. Thousands of mountains against thousands of rivers, nine rivers against three rivers. The mountains are precarious, the water is gurgling, the drums are beating against the bells. The breeze is blowing against the wine house, and the bright moon shines on the book window..."
The teapot on the stove is steaming.
Su Ping held a branch ruler and leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed to relax.
While Han Shuang was reciting, he peeked at Su Ping from time to time.
After these few days of familiarity, he has roughly mastered the recitation of this kind of rhythm and rhyme, and generally he will not make mistakes in reciting it.
Of course, that branch also takes a lot of credit.
To this day, Han Shuang can't forget the burning pain.
"...The young man pursues pleasure and leisurely wanders around the beautiful streets; the beautiful woman is tired of embroidery, and sleeps on the pillow in her fragrant boudoir."
After a long while, Han Shuang finally finished reciting what he had learned yesterday, and quickly and diligently served Su Pingman a cup of hot tea.
Su Ping opened his eyes and sighed: "Hey, it's hard to get a chance to hit you now."
"gentlemen……"
Han Shuang's eyes turned resentful.
"I told you, don't call me sir."
Su Pingping's skin trembled, and he took out a few pages of paper from his arms: "Take a break for a quarter of an hour and continue reciting."
Ever since the professor taught Han Shuang the song, he refused to change his name to Brother Su no matter what. He kept calling him Mr. Su, which made Su Ping feel old.
Han Shuang took it with eyes full of admiration: "This kind of music teaching is really amazing. Sir, you are worthy of being a young poet."
"I also said that I didn't write this."
Su Ping was a little helpless.
"Mr. Liar."
Han Shuang smiled charmingly and said, "Han Shuang started to get into poetry when he was five years old. In order to learn, he searched all kinds of elementary schools for more than ten years. He read a lot of rhythms, but this is the first time he has seen one that uses music as a guide. This is definitely Mr.'s original creation.
.”
"Think whatever you like."
Su Ping rolled his eyes.
At this moment, not far from here, Shen Xinlan, who was carefully dressed, slowly walked towards here carrying a food box.
If you look carefully, you can see that her steps are a little messy and her body is shaking a little.
He seemed very nervous.
"Stop!"
Just when Shen Xinlan was close to ten feet away, a woman dressed in smart clothes and covered with black gauze suddenly appeared from behind the tree: "This road is blocked!"
"I……"
Shen Xinlan's heart tightened, "I am Mr. Shuang's friend."
She had never seen this masked woman, but she could guess that she was Han Shuang's guard.
"Young Master has given orders not to allow anyone to come near."
The woman's cold eyes were fixed on Shen Xinlan, "It's anyone, do you understand?"
Shen Xinlan was unwilling to give up, "These are the snacks Mr. Shuang likes, please sister, please be accommodating."
Han Shuang has already made plans to refuse to see him for the rest of his life, how could he stop at this critical moment?
"'No one is allowed to come near' has another meaning."
The masked woman raised her arm, holding a cold sharp blade on the front and back, "Anyone who comes close will be killed without mercy!"
"I……"
Shen Xinlan only had time to utter one word before a dagger was placed on her neck, forcing her to speak back.
Feeling the cold blade, no matter how unwilling Shen Xinlan was, the threat of death still forced her to make a choice.
"I'm leaving..."
Shen Xinlan took half a step back and turned around with extreme reluctance.
"Wait a minute."
The masked woman suddenly called out and stopped her.
Shen Xinlan suddenly came back to her senses. Just as the shock broke out on her face, she heard the masked woman say something again.
"Put the food box down."
Food box?
Shen Xinlan subconsciously clenched the hand holding the food box and said in feigned anger: "Do you know that I am..."
Before he finished speaking, the blade touched his throat again.
"It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is whether you want to die or live."
There was already a hint of impatience on the woman's face, as if Shen Xinlan would separate the body immediately if she said one more word.
Shen Xinlan had to slowly bend down and put down the food box.
"Open."
The woman's hand was very steady, and the blade of the blade was always close to Shen Xinlan's neck without causing any damage.
Under those eyes full of murderous intent, Shen Xinlan endured the humiliation and unfolded the three-layer food box one by one.
Hibiscus soup, osmanthus cake, crystal cake.
Indeed, Han Shuang likes them all.
The masked woman took back the dagger, turned her palm and took out a silver needle, and then tested several snacks one by one for poison in front of Shen Xinlan.
After a while, the masked woman gave Shen Xinlan a strange look and said, "Leave your things behind, you can go."
She saw all of Shen Xinlan's subtle reactions just now, including his hesitation and nervousness while walking, including subconsciously tightening the handle of the food box.
I thought that there must be poison in these snacks, but after testing, I found that there was no poison at all.
So why is this woman so nervous?
It's really baffling.
Shen Xinlan left, looking extremely lonely.
The masked woman didn't care. She packed up the snacks, sent them to the lakeside house, and then returned to the original place to wait.
"I happen to be a little hungry."
Han Shuang opened the food box and immediately felt happy, "Qiu He still understands me."
Although he was greedy, he still remembered that Su Ping was here.
"These are tributes to the royal family. It is difficult to buy them outside. Sir, let's use them together."
Han Shuang pushed three plates in front of Su Ping.
Su Ping was cautious by nature and originally wanted to refuse.
But a sweet smell suddenly penetrated into his nose, instantly arousing his greed.
Just in time, Han Shuang picked up a piece of crystal cake and ate it in small bites.
This made Su Ping put down his last guard.
"...that's fine."
Su Ping picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth.
The fresh osmanthus fragrance instantly fills the entire mouth, the taste is slightly sweet but not greasy, and the taste is soft, waxy and smooth.
It is indeed a tribute.
"Isn't this expensive?"
Su Ping tasted the delicious food and asked casually.
"It's okay. They only produce so much every year, and they'll all be eaten before spring starts... Ah, hot, hot, hot!"
Han Shuang scooped up a bowl of hibiscus soup, and as soon as she entered her mouth, she was so hot that she breathed out.
A piece of the glossy and delicate tip of the tongue poked out and was gently bitten by the jade-like teeth.
Well, it looks quite tempting.
Tempting...?!
Su Ping was startled, and veins popped out on his forehead.
Oh My God!
Tempting?
Is this what I, a straight man, should think?
Su Ping instinctively sensed something was wrong.
Coincidentally, Han Shuang's cheeks started to turn red on the opposite side.
"Why is it a little hot?"
Han Shuang raised her hand and rubbed the smooth white neck twice with the back of her hand.
hot?
Su Ping was shocked.
It's late autumn now, and some weak people are starting to put on winter clothes. How could it be hot?
not good!
There’s something wrong with the dim sum!
Su Ping found the source immediately.
After coming out of the Duke's Mansion, he had this abnormal reaction just after eating.
Damn it! This rabbit drugged himself!
In an instant, Su Ping's face turned green, and he looked at Han Shuang with fear in his eyes.
"Sir, why is it so hot?"
Han Shuang's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, and the heat made him instinctively raise his hands to pull at the skirt of his clothes, exposing half of his collarbone.
This kind of demeanor is obviously a symptom of being tricked.
Su Ping noticed something was wrong.
If it was caused by Han Shuang, there is no need to take the medicine too.
"It must be that damn poisonous woman!"
Su Ping gritted his teeth.
Apart from Shen Xinlan, there is no one else who can use such dirty tricks.
As for the target, there is no doubt that he is Han Shuang in front of him, and he is just a victim who was affected for no reason.
But the problem is, now both of them have been tricked, and one of them happens to be a fucking rabbit.
"No, we can't stay here!"
Subconsciously, Su Ping wanted to use talent to attach.
Outside the window is Bibo Lake. As long as you jump into the lake, the coldness of late autumn can effectively inhibit the efficacy of the medicine.
Unfortunately, the moment Su Ping had this idea, an extremely hot flame ignited from his lower abdomen and spread throughout his body in almost an instant, completely engulfing his consciousness.
Not long after, a blood-curdling sound could be heard in the house.
"Um?"
Ten feet away, the masked woman frowned.
She was a little far away, and she seemed to have heard a cry of pain just now.
He approached with intention, but suddenly remembered his master's scolding.
"Damn Su Ping, he's hitting the princess' palm again!"
The masked woman raised her hands angrily.
Ate~
The dagger was completely buried in the trunk of the tree.
Until Youshi.
The door of the lakeside house opened, and Han Shuang's eyes were red and swollen, and he walked out with strange steps.
Although his clothes are neat, his hair is a little messy.
"Son..."
Qiu He approached and was not surprised by Han Shuang's appearance, but his tone was very dissatisfied: "Master, have you been punished again?"
Han Shuang didn't answer, biting her lip and walked quickly past Qiu He.