Mu Yunsang looked back at the pile of hill-like diaphragms and realized that Haiyin was really awesome. She usually only knew how to catch and eat them, but she didn't know that Haiyin had baked so many.
"Diaphragm."
Seeing a trace of doubt flash across his cold face, she thought that his Highness probably didn't even know what a membrane was.
I explained to him in a good mood: "It's just sliced membrane, roasted, and sprinkled with salt. Mianmian is made of flour..."
"This king knows."
He interrupted her coldly, looking at her pale and lifeless face with deep frown.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Seeing his eyes falling on you on the pile of books and books, thinking that he had also heard the words he mistakenly thought was Hai Yu's words just now, she was even more frank.
"Study! Can't your Highness see it?"
He glanced coldly, and his eyes fell on her pale, zombie-like face again. Only the two bright red birthmarks gave her a little life, and she looked as embarrassed as if she had died.
Pale.
"I order you to go to bed now."
"I'm not sleepy!" She raised her head defiantly, "If your Highness has nothing to do, please leave first."
"Muyun-sang, are you challenging my patience and bottom line again?"
It's not just once or twice. She doesn't think he will impose "abnormal punishment" on her like this. You know, she hasn't showered or washed her hair for three days, and even she smells herself. He is probably
There is no such strong taste that you can chew.
"Your Highness, do you mean that you do this every time? I didn't provoke you, and I won't let myself hang up and cut off your backstage. Why do you care so much about me?"
His expression grew colder and colder. This woman really didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and she dared to blatantly say that he relied on the Grand Master.
His eyes were as cold as stained with frost, and the cold air slowly exuding from his body seemed to be able to freeze people. Even Mu Yunsang couldn't help but shiver, not because she was afraid of him, but because she couldn't help but
I don't admit it, but he has such a strong aura.
The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and before Mu Yunsang could get into a fighting stance, he struck her neck with a palm.
After a burst of pain, her tired body finally fell down in a daze, and was pressed to the cold floor. His black eyes stared impatiently at the fallen woman on the ground for a moment, and finally bent down and struck her horizontally.
Pick him up and walk to the bed.
This was the first time in his life that he had served a woman to sleep. He covered her with a brocade quilt and looked at her sleeping face. His brows were deeply furrowed, as if in deep thought.
"Muyun Sang." He whispered her name, and he suddenly sneered, stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and strode out.
He doesn't deny it, but he doesn't want to admit it either. This woman can always affect his heart.
If he had to admit it, he would only admit it, because he saw the shadow of Jinxiu in her.
*
In the courtyard outside Jiaofang Hall, his tall figure stood in front of him. Hai You, who was lying on the ground, did not dare to show his dignity, and his head was so low that it was almost embedded in the stone slab.
"How long has she been like this?"
"Ah?" He asked suddenly. Haiyin was confused for a moment, but he quickly realized it and said hurriedly, "It's been three days."
"She doesn't know how to read?"
"Know some, but not all."
"Where did those books come from?"
"They are some ancient books brought from the Hanlin Academy."
"Why did she suddenly want to learn to read on a whim?"
"A few days ago, Leng Zhaoxun sent me a book of whip music. I wanted to understand what was written on it, so I started learning calligraphy."
His eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at Hai Marriage condescendingly: "Has she ever learned calligraphy before?"
"This slave doesn't know that the master only returned home this spring. This slave has only served the master for a year."
"Well, when she wakes up, I'll ask the imperial kitchen to make some porridge and side dishes."
Hai You was a little flattered. Is His Royal Highness caring about their master?
"Yes, slave, I obey."
"Also, take all those books back to the Hanlin Academy. The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. I don't want to hear the gossip from outsiders."
Hearing this, Haiyin was frightened for a while and said hurriedly: "I obey my command."
The sound of footsteps passed by her ears, and Haiyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. When the footsteps completely disappeared, she straightened up and began to breathe heavily as if she were recovering from a disaster.
Xiao Xuanzi came over, picked up Hai Yin who was sitting softly on the ground, and said: "Look, I'm scaring my sister. Haven't you noticed that our Highness loves our master even more?"
"What do you know, little kid? You can't borrow books from the Hanlin Academy at will, especially for the women in the palace. There are history books, classics and some excerpts there. If someone knows about it, I'd really have to drop my head and go borrow books there.
.”
"If that's the case, why did my sister go there to borrow it? Why did the people there really lend it to my sister?"
"I didn't think much about it at the time. My master just asked me to bring back some books. The more the better, so I thought of the Hanlin Academy. When I went to borrow books, I said it was our master who wanted to borrow them, and no one said no.
, so he just took the pile and gave it to me."
"That's the case. The bachelors of the Hanlin Academy are all old-fashioned adults. Logically speaking, if you can't borrow it casually, for the sake of our master, it would be good to give you one or two copies, but I actually gave it to you.
I have given you so much, sister, did His Highness the Crown Prince know that the master wanted to study, so he went there first to get some fresh air?"
Hai You meditated for a while, shook his head, but seemed to have thought of something, and said: "If His Royal Highness knew that the master wanted to study, he would not have reacted like that today. However, borrowing books that day was not smooth sailing. In the beginning, he only gave
I bought one or two books. Later, I was afraid that I would not be able to come back and talk to the master, so I made it clear that the master wanted more. The adults looked embarrassed at first, but then Prince Gong came and personally went in to select a few books and let me
Brought it back."
"What? Prince Gong!"
Xiao Xuanzi's face turned pale: "It's over, it's over. This must be a trap. This must be a trap. These books are definitely not ordinary books. They might be the zhazi that records the emperor's review of memorials."