dhibooks Chapter 28 The child is so small, a girl's family.
Chapter 28 The child is so small, a girl's family.
Soon, Mrs. Lin arrived.
Since Yu Xi promised him to remove the poison for him, he didn't go to the prime minister's mansion early in the morning to wait for others to dislike him, and he still taught slowly.
Aman took advantage of the situation and pushed Jing Hanzhang to the empty seat next to Yan Xingyu.
Yan Xingyu had put his legs down neatly, and was staring at the book on the table in a trance, not even daring to look at Jing Hanzhang.
Jing Hanzhang looked at him with a half-smile, and said slowly, "Your Highness, move inside, I want to sit here."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the South Study Room looked at him in horror.
His Highness the Seventh Prince is used to being domineering in the capital city, no one has ever dared to speak to him like that, this weak and paralyzed man would say such words as soon as he came up, wouldn't he be afraid of being kicked over by this little demon king and overturning his wheelchair?
Everyone watched in horror.
Then the surly "Seventh Highness" really moved inside, motioning for the paralyzed man to sit down.
Everyone: "..."
Aman moved the chair out and pushed the wheelchair in, just enough to reach the desk.
Taifu Lin briefly talked about the fact that the prime minister received a gift from the Holy Master and granted a special permission to study in the South Study Room, and then began to teach slowly.
Jing Hanzhang has always been too lazy to attend lectures. After sitting down, he picked up a pen and wrote a line of words, and threw them in a ball to Yan Xingyu who dared not look at him.
The ball of paper fell on the table, making a slight sound, which attracted people around to look over.
Jiang Fenghua was so frightened that he stopped breathing - he had never seen anyone who dared to throw paper balls directly at His Royal Highness, this prime minister...
Are you really desperate? !
Yan Xingyu was still immersed in the embarrassment of being caught with his legs crossed. If he was not in Jing Hanzhang's body now, he would have shrunk himself into the cloak long ago and dared not see anyone.
He pretended to be calm and didn't even look at the ball of paper. He seemed to be very interested in the Taifu's lectures, and nothing could stop him from studying hard.
Jing Hanzhang laughed angrily, propped his head to one side, and stared at him without blinking.
Yan Xingyu was watched as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Several times he secretly looked at Jing Hanzhang from the corner of his eye, and he would find that he was still staring at him, with a posture of "I will keep staring at you if you don't look at me".
Finally, Yan Xingyu couldn't stand the look, and turned his head to look at Jing Hanzhang.
Jing Hanzhang raised his eyebrows, motioning him to look at the ball of paper.
Yan Xingyu had no choice but to take the paper and unfold it.
There is a line written inside.
"I'm going to be angry"
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Yan Xingyu didn't say anything, didn't reply, just unfolded the ball of paper into a small cube and put it aside, and continued to dodge.
Jing Hanzhang gave a "tsk", wrote another sheet and threw it over.
"I am angry"
Yan Xingyu couldn't pretend to be dead this time, so he picked up a pen and wrote a word on the paper, and handed it back to Jing Hanzhang.
Jing Hanzhang unfolded the ball of paper and almost laughed out of anger.
The little beauty actually added the word "no" in the middle of "I'm angry".
"I'm not angry anymore"
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang was so angry that he almost kicked his foot on the table. He glared at Yan Xingyu angrily, expressing that he was indeed angry, and that he could not calm down by adding the word "no".
Jiang Fenghua, who had been secretly watching from the sidelines, took a breath at this moment, and immediately went to see the reaction of the "Seventh Highness".
If he was stared at for no reason, His Royal Highness would definitely be furious, and he wouldn't care if he was in class or not.
Jiang Fenghua waited in fear for what "The Seventh Highness" would do, but the next moment, he watched helplessly as "The Seventh Highness" lowered his head slightly, with no sign of getting angry at all, as if... he was avoiding.
dodge? !
Jiang Fenghua was a little messy, who in this capital city could have such a great ability to hide the lawless Seventh Highness?
From the corner of his eyes, Jing Han saw that Jiang Fenghua was about to be stunned, so he frowned and stopped talking to Yan Xingyu, so as not to be seen.
He pretended to be serious and listened to Tai Tuo's class for a while, then opened the book and looked at it, and unexpectedly found that the weird and difficult words in his eyes seemed to be different.
Jing Hanzhang frowned, carefully read a few pages of the book, and made sure that he could really understand the book.
This is obviously something that should be happy, but he stared at the book in a daze for a long time, thinking of something, and closed the book with downcast eyes.
Yan Xingyu has been secretly looking at Jing Hanzhang today, his eyes are full of unconcealable joy, his toes are unconsciously raised under the table, if it is not for the table to block him, he may be raised again.
Taifu Lin estimated the time, and the fish genius doctor should have woken up, so he got up and left, and asked the attendant to take his book to continue teaching.
Except for Taifu Lin, Jing Hanzhang was not afraid of anyone else in the South Study Room. Seeing this, he gently moved to Yan Xingyu's side, and said in a low voice, "You want to go back to the palace."
Yan Xingyu was closing the book, and he hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, before he realized it.
Following Jing Hanzhang's example, he pushed the book away, stood up and said, "Go back to the palace."
The attendant was a bit embarrassed to speak, and Jing Hanzhang had done this not once or twice, but he still persuaded him loyally: "Your Highness, today's class is not finished yet."
Yan Xingyu said: "That's your business, what's none of my business?"
The waiter said: "..."
The waiter said patiently: "But Taifu Lin said before leaving that you must listen to this article before leaving."
Yan Xingyu and Jing Hanzhang looked at each other, and Jing Hanzhang slapped his chest, indicating "I will", but he didn't use his strength properly, he used it a bit too much, and coughed muffledly.
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang was a little ashamed and annoyed, it was all because of his weak body, it had nothing to do with him!
Yan Xingyu saw what Jing Hanzhang meant, pointed at Jing Hanzhang directly, and said, "I heard that the prime minister is well-versed in poetry and books, so he should be able to understand this one, right?"
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Does this boast that you don't even blush?
Yan Xingyu wasn't guilty, and Jing Hanzhang naturally didn't blush, he just smirked and said, "Return to Your Highness, I'm very talented, naturally I understand everything, a small book is no problem."
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Yan Xingyu boasted that he didn't blush, but Jing Hanzhang's sarcasm made his face flustered with embarrassment.
He pointed randomly, and said: "Then let the young master come to my palace and teach this chapter in person."
The waiter was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said: "Your Highness, this is against the rules!"
Yan Xingyu imitated what Jing Hanzhang said before: "My Highness is the rule. If you say which rule is not in line, point it out, and I will ask someone to change it immediately."
Jing Hanzhang... Jing Hanzhang almost laughed out loud.
The waiter naturally didn't dare to say anything, so he could only watch the two of them leave.
When he returned to the Palace of the Seventh Prince, Yan Xingyu asked Aman to guard the gate of the palace to prevent others from entering. Only then did he put away his domineering and arrogant posture just now, like a real deer, with harmless eyes.
He said softly, "I offended His Highness just now."
Jing Hanzhang carelessly brushed his long hair, and said with a half-smile, "My lord learned me well."
Yan Xingyu's face was about to turn red, and he whispered, "I'm just afraid...that your Highness' identity will be exposed."
Jing Hanzhang didn't care much: "Your Royal Highness is not afraid of revealing your identity, you can come here as you feel comfortable."
Yan Xingyu nodded.
Jing Hanzhang had just watched a good play by Yan Xingyu, and he was no longer angry at this moment.
Even Jing Hanzhang himself felt strange, as if he fell in love with Yan Xingyu, no matter how much anger he had, it would disappear in an instant. Could it be that this little beauty gave him some kind of Gu?
Yan Xingyu secretly glanced at him, and then again.
Jing Hanzhang said quietly: "If you have something to say, just say it, you secretly look at me like this, I thought you were flirting with me to seduce His Highness."
Yan Xingyu didn't understand eye contact and seduction: "I don't."
Jing Hanzhang: "Then just say it."
Yan Xingyu thought for a long time before finally making up his mind. He squatted down next to Jing Hanzhang, stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Jing Hanzhang's wide sleeve, and looked at Jing Hanzhang with dimly lit eyes.
"Your Highness, do you go out of the palace every year during the Flower Festival?"
Jing Hanzhang crossed his legs, looked down at him, and asked doubtfully, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
Yan Xingyu said bluntly: "The Huachao Festival is coming soon, Xingyu just asked."
Jing Hanzhang said coldly: "Young master, is the Huachao Festival in the south of the Yangtze River? The Huachao Festival in our capital city is every February [-]th, and it's only November now."
Yan Xingyu choked for a moment, so he could only continue talking about the topic bluntly: "February will come soon, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the New Year's Day, the Lantern Festival, and then the Huachao Festival."
He stretched out three fingers to show Jing Hanzhang, indicating that he would be there soon.
Jing Hanzhang smiled: "Okay, then it will be here soon, why are you asking this? You want to invite me out for the Huachao Festival?"
Yan Xingyu tugged at his sleeve again, and whispered: "Has Your Highness ever left the palace before?"
Jing Hanzhang stopped teasing him, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and said: "I went out once, it seems that I went out secretly when I was seven or eight years old."
The water waves in Yan Xingyu's eyes turned slightly, and he looked at him with some joy.
Jing Hanzhang is still thinking about it: "I was not very sensible at the time, so I took out a bag of golden porridge that my father specially made for me during the Lantern Festival. As a result, the Huachao Festival was full of people and was stolen by thieves."
A whole bag of golden peas was stolen, Yan Xingyu immediately opened his eyes wide, and hurriedly asked: "And then? Have you found it?"
Jing Hanzhang was a little proud immediately: "Your Highness is so powerful, you can walk through the trees with a hundred steps, and you shot the thief to the ground with the wooden slingshot you bought, and took back the purse."
Yan Xingyu was very supportive: "Your Highness is amazing!"
For some reason, the mighty Highness stared at him seriously, and suddenly felt a childish desire to talk, and continued: "That was the only time I went out of the palace. Not only did I catch the thief, but I also rescued the thief." child."
Yan Xingyu gripped his sleeve even tighter, looking at him eagerly.
Jing Hanzhang thought he was looking forward to it, so he continued to babble: "The child has a pretty face, and he was tricked into selling him into a brothel. Fortunately, His Highness saw through it at a glance and saved the child."
All this matched Yan Xingyu's deep memory, he was so happy that he couldn't control himself, he almost pulled a hole out of Jing Hanzhang's sleeve with such force in his hands.
Yan Xingyu opened his mouth: "I..."
Before the first sound came out, Jing Hanzhang sighed and said, "If I don't save such a young girl, that child's life will be ruined."
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Jing Hanzhang remembered his great achievements back then, and then looked at Yan Xingyu: "By the way, what did you want to say just now?"
Yan Xingyu said indifferently: "Flower Festival, the flowers are so beautiful."