The whole body was suddenly covered by Shen Tuchuan's aura, and Ji Ting's toes tensed immediately, looking at the expressionless face above, his brain frantically thought about ways to get out.
... At this time, you must not be cowardly. If you are cowardly, you will lose your identity as the eldest princess in vain.
Just as she was thinking quickly, her waist suddenly loosened, and Ji Ting regained her composure and saw her belt appearing in Shen Tuchuan's hands.
Ji Ting: "..." He acted too quickly.
Shen Tuchuan supported the quilt with one hand, hooked Ji Ting's skirt with the other hand, and peeled off layer by layer, until he touched the inner garment, and then stopped suddenly.
Ji Ting looked at the blue veins on his forehead, and suddenly felt confident, and lay down lazily and looked at him: "Go on, today you are serving Ben Gong, and before you can bear it, which one will you meet tomorrow?" A ten-year-old noble lady, if she takes off her clothes and looses her skin, then she should bear it."
"Your Highness seems to understand very well?" Shen Tuchuan lowered his eyes and pulled the belt on her underwear.
The clothes were undone, revealing the astonishingly white skin, Ji Ting only felt the coolness in front of him, so he didn't put his hands up to hold it up.
Shen Tuchuan looked at her neck, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and suddenly a burst of irritability surged up for unknown reasons.
Ji Ting watched his ears gradually turn red, and hummed softly in his heart. The best thing about her is this face and figure. Although this male partner is not young and should be a father in ancient times, he has never been married.
Based on his personality, I'm afraid he hasn't even had a housemaid until now. Now that it's the first time he undresses a woman and meets her, it's really abnormal that he doesn't react at all.
Thinking about it, Ji Ting bent his knees slightly. The moment he touched him, he sat up suddenly, and scolded with a flushed face: "Ridiculous!"
"Where is this? It's not the time to be absurd." Ji Ting chuckled lightly, his winking eyes were like waves and people like the bright moon, making people unable to open their eyes.
"Your Highness is experienced and experienced, and is incomparable to grassroots." Shen Tuchuan looked at her, feeling more and more hot, and at the same time, an unknown fire rose in his heart.
He is a man, she is a woman, why is she calmer than herself in this matter, and thinking of the messy things raised by her princess mansion, Shen Tuchuan clenched his fists.
Ji Ting gave him a sideways glance: "My little experience is really nothing to say, do you know how those ladies play? Or not only the ladies, but also those men who like to raise a son-in-law , there are so many tricks..."
"What exactly does Your Highness want to say?" Shen Tuchuan interrupted her.
Ji Ting chuckled and said indifferently, "It's just to make you realize your situation."
"Caomin's situation, Caomin has long recognized it." Shen Tuchuan looked at her calm look, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense. He grabbed her arm and forced her to turn over with one hand, lying on the quilt Turning your back to yourself, you won't have to look at her disdainful face again.
Ji Ting panicked immediately, and asked calmly, "What are you going to do?" As soon as the words fell, he felt him sticking to him.
"What does Your Highness think the grassroots are going to do?" Shen Tuchuan asked back.
Ji Ting was startled, and hurriedly rolled aside under the shackles of his arms, her clothes were immediately messed up, but she didn't care, the layers were superimposed, even if she wanted to get rid of them, it was impossible.
"Why are you running, Your Highness?" Shen Tuchuan looked at her coldly.
Ji Ting snorted calmly, and supported his head which was too heavy due to wearing too much jewelry with one hand: "Looking at the expression of Mr. Shentu, I thought you were going to assassinate me. I really feel uneasy."
"Your Highness is joking. The lives of Cao Min's family are in the hands of the Emperor. How dare the Cao Min offend the elder sister whom the Emperor values most? If there is anyone who is most honored in this world, I am afraid that besides the Emperor, that is Your Highness." Shen Tuchuan said this. At that moment, a sneer flashed across his eyes.
If he hadn't read the original text, Ji Ting really thought he was praising himself, and immediately snorted: "Are you beating me?"
"Caomin dare not." Seeing that she had no intention of continuing, Shen Tuchuan simply sat up straight.
"Prime Minister Shentu used to be the emperor's most valued minister, but now he doesn't mean exile. What you mean is nothing more than mocking my palace for being too rampant, and sooner or later it will end up like Shentu's family." Ji Ting lay tired , just sat up, and took off the hairpins on his head one by one.
Shen Tuchuan paused for a moment, but he didn't expect her to figure it out, but he still said calmly: "Your Highness thinks too much."
"Have you thought too much about this palace? Mr. Shentu knows very well," Ji Ting broke a few hairs while pulling out the hairpin because of his unskilled technique, and couldn't help but groaned in pain, "Hiss...it's a pity that you can't wait until then." It’s been a day, and the Japanese palace has returned the military power to the emperor a few days ago, without that thing, the palace can’t hinder the emperor, and naturally it can continue to honor the emperor for a lifetime.”
Shen Tuchuan looked surprised, but quickly hid his thoughts: "Your Highness is a general, and it is my apocalypse to turn over the military power."
"What is there to regret, now that the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, I have done enough for the apocalypse, and now I should think about myself," Ji Hearing paused, and looked at him with ill intentions, "The emperor is suspicious by nature, Do you really want to know why he doesn't doubt the purpose of my handing over power?"
She was born to be extremely beautiful, and today she put on gorgeous makeup, even though she took off all the pearl hairpins at this moment, and her black hair was casually scattered around her body without any modification, she was still astonishingly beautiful.
She lost her belt, and her clothes were gathered around her body in a mess, but she still inadvertently exposed her neck and a small piece of skin, which was completely white under the pearl light.
"Your Highness, you can say what you want, and the grass-roots dare not force you." Perhaps that touch of white was too dazzling, so Shen Tuchuan turned his eyes away.
... This person is really boring, Ji Ting sneered, and raised his chin: "Because I told the emperor that I want to exchange military power with him."
Shen Tuchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her in disbelief for a while.
I saw Ji Ting looking at him slyly: "The person sent by the emperor to Fengyue Tower, if he wants to redeem him, he has to wait for the emperor to nod. I am afraid that someone will get there first, so I will go to the emperor first. He really disagrees. Then I have no choice but to exchange military power."
Shen Tuchuan frowned slightly: "Your Highness..."
"You don't have to think about it," Ji Ting waved his hand at him, "This is considered to be taking advantage of you. I used to tease you casually back then, but there are rumors that Bengong is infatuated with you. It's really ridiculous, but Rumors also have their benefits, at least the emperor heard that I would exchange military power for you, and he only thought that I was dazzled, not that I deliberately relinquished power to save my life."
Shen Tuchuan tapped the bed lightly with his fingertips, and looked at Ji Ting thoughtfully: "Your Highness is brilliant, but I don't know what His Highness is saying to the grassroots."
"I just want to tell Mr. Shentu that I don't need to be wary of me. I saved you not because of personal feelings, but because I used you, so I just do a small favor." Ji Ting's expression was serious, and his whole body was full of dissatisfaction. Angry royal majesty.
Shen Tuchuan looked at her quietly, as if he had never known her before. That's right, I didn't know her at all, since the first time I met her to bring her into the princess mansion, I've seen her less than ten times now, including the time I met through the window a few days ago.
"As for the rumors from the outside world, the fact that I found a substitute after being rejected by you is even more false. It is completely different from Mr. Shentu. You have been concerned about it for so many years, so I can finally tell you." Ji Ting Han smiled and looked at him, as if he knew Mu Yu very well.
She has decided since the time travel that she will not have any relationship with the male partner this time, so she made up her mind early on to make it clear to him, so as not to cause any trouble in the end.
Shen Tuchuan remained silent, as if trying to figure out her true thoughts.
Ji Ting didn't care about his little things, felt that the time was almost up, so he asked again: "I will ask you again, are you willing to follow me back to the princess mansion?"
Shen Tuchuan was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Forgive the grass people, it's hard to obey."
"Why? Didn't I explain everything that should be explained?" Ji Ting raised his eyebrows.
Shen Tuchuan looked at her: "Since Your Highness has no affection for the grassroots, and now that the military power has been handed over, why do you say these things to the grassroots? If the princess doesn't say it, the grassroots will definitely reject the princess. Not only will the princess not be suspicious by the emperor, Wouldn't it be better not to take the grass people away?"
… because to save the rest of your life, you piece of crap.
"Knowing that these words are true and treasonous, if the grass people want to leave Fengyue Tower and don't want to go with the princess, they only need to tell the emperor what the princess said just now, and they can be free in exchange, but the princess still said it, the princess doesn't think it's a bit unreasonable ?”
"..." Is this person sick? I have already said that I don't like him anymore, so why are you still talking so much.
"If I like you, won't you go with me?" Ji Ting was so angry that he even forgot to call himself Ben Gong.
Shen Tuchuan's expression was light: "Since His Highness has denied it, the grassroots naturally dare not be sentimental."
"...In that case, why don't you go with Bengong?" At the end of Che Jilu's words, Ji Ting said that he was really tired.
Shen Tuchuan lowered his eyes mockingly: "It's the emperor's order to bow to the Fengyue Tower, and the grassroots have to obey, but to be His Highness's man. Favor is not, people are not forced by the situation in the world, but they choose the best. This is not a child of the Shentu family." His demeanor is not what Shen Tuchuan himself wanted."
"You are very thoughtful," Ji Ting sneered, "Since Mr. Shentu is unwilling, then I will not force you. It's just that Fengyue Tower is not a good place to stay. Please be careful, Mr. Shentu."
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Ji Ting said with a sneer: "It's a pity that I always go my own way. Your opinion is not important at all. Since I have decided to protect you, it is Baoding. I will rest here tonight. You can go outside to rest."
After Ji heard about it, Shen Tuchuan still didn't move, she got out of bed unbearably, and walked out muttering: "You don't want to go, it's okay for me to go, who is really..."
Her figure disappeared into the outside room, but the sound continued to be heard intermittently. It was not until the sound of a heavy object falling on the soft couch that it became quiet.
Shen Tuchuan's hairband was slightly loose, and a strand of hair hung down, covering half of his face, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
Nothing to say all night.
Ji Ting slept all night on the soft couch in the outer room. When he woke up, his back was sore. Before he got up, he heard the sound of arguing outside the door. Then he heard Fu Yun arguing with the servant.
"My master is inside, why don't you let me in, are you trying to do something wrong to Her Royal Highness?"
"Young master, please spare this servant, Your Highness is still resting."
"My young master is about to go in, you get out of the way."
Ji Ting: "..." This early in the morning is really energetic.
Seeing that something was going to happen outside, Ji Ting coughed: "Fuyun is here?"
"Your Highness!" Hearing her voice, Fu Yun immediately pushed the servant aside, opened the door and entered directly. The boy couldn't stop him, so he could only tell Ji Ting about the crime, and then closed the door again outside.
After Fu Yun entered the room, he saw Ji Ting sitting on the soft couch outside, and he saw that he had just woken up, and immediately exploded: "Your Highness slept here last night?"
"... No, I woke up early and came out to sit for a while." Ji Ting cleverly denied it.
Fu Yun exploded even more: "Where's Shen Tuchuan? Did you just come out like this?"
"...What else?" Ji Ting looked innocent.
Fu Yun was angry: "Naturally, I want him to wait for you to wash and change clothes. What about the others? You can't still sleep, right?"
"Caomin has woken up. I don't know what advice Master Fuyun has?" Shen Tuchuan came out with a calm expression. His clothes were intact and his hair was tied up. Compared with the messy Ji Ting, he was much neater.
Ji Ting thought that Fuyun was going to blow up again, and when he was considering whether to hold him back, he saw Fuyun running to her side like a threatened kitten, holding her arm and threatening: "Don't think that serving the princess all night is yours. You will be able to take the position, and if you have this young master for a day, you can rest and step into the princess mansion!"
"… "that's it? The child's two faces are used even more powerfully. Ji Ting rubbed his head dumbfoundingly, "Is the temple fair fun?"
"It's fun. I bought a lot of things for His Highness, and I put them in the carriage. I will show His Highness when I go back." Fu Yun said as if asking for credit.
Ji Ting smiled, seeing his baby-fat face, couldn't help pinching it. Well, it feels good.
Fu Yun likes to be so close to her the most. At this moment, his eyes are crooked with a smile, and he still doesn't forget to take the time to look at Shen Tuchuan provocatively.
Shen Tuchuan's face was calm: "If Her Royal Highness is fine, Cao Min will leave."
Before Ji Ting could speak, Fu Yun snorted coldly: "You are allowed to go, change your Highness!"
Shen Tuchuan looked at him coldly: "Caomin hasn't learned it before, I'm afraid it will hurt the princess."
"...then you go down, the clumsy Young Master Ben doesn't like it!" Fu Yun decisively changed his mind.
Ji Ting: "..." This kid is really cowardly.
After Shen Tuchuan left, Ji Ting finally couldn't help but pick Fuyun's ear: "Isn't he usually very good? Why are you so cowardly today?"
"That's because Chu Yan isn't here, I can't beat him." Fu Yun covered his ears very sincerely.
Ji Ting gave him a funny look: "Ask someone to come in and wait for me to take a shower and change clothes."
"Alright..." After Fu Yun finished speaking, he looked at her hesitantly.
Ji Ting raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to ask?"
"Your Highness, you and him yesterday..."
"Nothing happened," Ji Ting interrupted him, "Didn't I tell you, I didn't like him a long time ago."
"That's good, my Highness is so good, why do you keep hanging on a tree?" Fu Yun cheered up, and did not pursue the authenticity of Ji Ting's words. Although he often suspected that His Highness said one thing and did another, everyone I still trust her most of the time.
Ji Ting watched him go out happily, and couldn't help worrying about his IQ for three seconds. As long as he is like this, that is, the Princess Mansion can protect him, otherwise he is naive and domineering, and he will be punished to death before he grows up.
The maids in Fengyue Building are not as neat as the princess's mansion, but they are well-trained. They quickly brought water to the house. Ji Ting took a flower bath, and finally felt comfortable physically and mentally.
After changing clothes and combing her hair, it was already high in the sun, Ji Ting was doing her makeup while accepting Fuyun's feeding, and she had finished her breakfast.
"There's one last bite, I'll apply lip balm after eating." Fuyun said, and put the pastry into her mouth.
Ji Ting finished eating cooperatively, and hiccupped by the way, Fu Yun seemed to find it amusing, and laughed. Ji Ting gave him a sideways look, and before he could speak, the bustard came in in a pretty way.
"Greetings to Your Highness the Princess." She bent down.
Ji Ting raised his eyelids to look at her, and said gracefully: "You all go down."
"Yes."
A group of maids filed out, Fu Yun glanced at her, bowed solemnly and left, only Ji Ting and the old bustard were left in the room.
The bustard was still saluting, Ji Ting didn't wake her up for a long time, and she was already staggering and about to fall.
Ji Ting looked at her calmly, until her face turned red from suffocation, then slowly said: "Get up."
"... Thank you, Your Highness, Princess." While the old bustard breathed a sigh of relief, she became more cautious.
Ji Ting took a look at her, and said lightly: "Shen Tuchuan has been with you for a few days, and it seems that he hasn't suffered much. You should say thank you."
"Princess is serious. The grassroots don't deserve the princess's thanks." The old bustard burst into laughter hastily.
Ji Ting glanced at her lazily: "It's you who should thank him, if he suffers a little bit, I might have to wash Fengyuelou with blood."
"..."
The old bustard's face changed successfully, and he knelt down on the ground with a common sound, and said tremblingly: "Cao, the grass people don't dare, Mr. Shentu is sent by the emperor, the grass people should do their best to serve him well, and absolutely dare not let him suffer .”
What's going on, use the emperor to suppress her? Ji Ting raised the corners of his lips, his lips that had just been painted with lipstick were red like blood: "The emperor has already agreed to this palace a few days ago, and he can take Shen Tuchuan away, but he is still awkward with this palace, and he refuses to do so for the time being." Leaving with Bengong, you still don't know about it?"
"Caomin don't know." The old bustard was sweating profusely, realizing that he shouldn't have said what he just said.
"That's right, how can you know about the private conversations between me and the emperor's siblings? You just need to remember that Shen Tuchuan is from this palace. It's fine if you didn't know it last night. If you dare to arrest him in the future The introduction of money... "
"Grass people dare not, grass people dare not!"
Ji Ting laughed lightly, got up and walked in front of the bustard, watched her trembling back drop a bulging purse, and then said slowly: "You are so good at serving, I can't do without you, this is what should have been given to me last night. If you have enough money, order some."
"Caomin dare not ask for..." the bustard replied in a low voice.
Ji Ting passed her directly: "Take it, there is still 10,000 taels of silver note in it, which can be regarded as the cost of Shen Tuchuan's stay with you these few days. Before Bengong comes to pick him up, it is best to eat and drink waiting."
"Yes! The grassroots obey."
Ji Ting threatened Wanren, and went out refreshed. When walking in the corridor, he noticed Fuyun downstairs, smiled and waved to him: "Stop playing, let's go home."
"Your Highness!" Fu Yun was playing marbles, and when he saw her, he waved his hand happily, as if he hadn't seen her for eight hundred years.
Just when the two were smiling at each other like idiots, at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, Shen Tuchuan stared at Ji Ting's face with a calm face, and looked at the innocent smile on her face, his eyes darkened unconsciously.
…
The street market during the day is also very interesting, although he said he wanted to go home, but when the carriage passed by the downtown area, Ji Ting and Fu Yun looked at each other, shamefully moved.
So the two went for a walk again, and then rushed home contentedly, and it was already noon.
"Go back and eat something and sleep, let's go fishing in the garden in the afternoon." Fuyun suggested.
Ji Ting nodded: "It's all up to you." Now that she has given up her military power, she is directly retiring, and the male partner doesn't have to worry about it for the time being, so she can play comfortably with Fuyun for a few days.
Fuyun was very interested, thought about it and said that the flowers bloomed well, and wanted to see, Ji Ting also agreed, so he was more happy to make various requests, and Ji Ting agreed to them all.
Just as the master and servant were enjoying themselves, the carriage stopped in front of the Princess Mansion. Fu Yun closed his mouth in a state of indifference, and jumped out of the carriage with Ji Ting as before, and Ji Ting also stretched out his hand with a bent waist, but before he could help himself, he jumped back into the carriage in the next second.
Ji Ting: "?"
"Mu, Brother Mu is outside..." Fu Yun looked terrified.
Ji Ting was silent for a moment: "What's wrong with him outside, are you afraid that he will be like this?" By the way, she hasn't seen Mu Yuzhi before, but just now.
"Brother Mu hates Shen Tuchuan the most. If you let him know that we went to Fengyuelou... no, he seldom leaves the other courtyard, but now he is waiting outside. He must already know. Your Highness, let's elope." Fuyun is like a frightened big bird.
Ji Ting: "... Elopement is not used in this way, go on down, with Bengong here, can he still beat you?"
"..." Fuyun had an expression of 'you are useless at all, he will definitely hit me, not only will you hit me, but you don't even think about it'.
Ji Ting felt inexplicably guilty when he saw it.
"Why don't you two come down and wait to grow mushrooms on the carriage?" A gentle voice came from outside the carriage.
Fu Yun closed her eyes in despair, and firmly grabbed Ji Ting's sleeve. Ji Ting patted his head reassuringly, stretched out Kodan's hand to lift the curtain of the car, and held the door frame with the other hand to prepare to go down, but saw a hand appearing in front of him out of thin air.
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously, and then a gentle-looking man came into view.
His appearance is not extremely handsome, but his facial features are gentle and his body is upright, with a gentle and warm aura all over his body, which makes people feel refreshed by the spring breeze... How does such a gentle appearance look like that dog man Shen Tuchuan
"With it?" Ji Ting blinked his eyes.
Mu Yuzhi chuckled: "Princess, be careful, don't step on your skirt and fall."
"...Okay." He's so gentle, he really is a considerate and good man, Ji Ting has been in the world of novels for a long time, and I don't know how long it has been since he met such a normal man, so he immediately laughed -
Then when she got out of the carriage, she saw more than a dozen thugs suddenly appeared in the gate behind Mu Yuzhi, and each of them had a rather thick wooden stick in their hands.
Ji Ting: "..." It must not be what she thought.
"Did the princess go to Fengyue Tower yesterday?" Mu Yuzhi asked gently.
Ji Ting subconsciously shook her head: "No."
"Yes, we didn't go!" Fu Yun also plucked up the courage to get off the carriage, and as soon as he said a word of argument, he was subdued by Mu Yuzhi's look.
Ji Ting coughed: "I'm so hungry, let's go back and eat first."
"Your Highness, you should answer me first. Did you go to Fengyue Tower last night?" Mu Yuzhi stood motionless in front of the door.
The corners of Ji Ting's eyes twitched, and he endured the timidity with a dignified expression: "I need to tell you where I am going?"
Fu Yun froze for a moment, then looked at her with admiration.
"Your Highness the Princess really doesn't need to tell me, it's just that the Princess spent a lot last night. Those are my money, so you have to tell me where to go." Mu Yuzhi's face remained unchanged.
"Impossible! My princess mansion is so rich, how could it be possible to use your money!" Ji Ting denied without thinking.
Fu Yun tugged at her sleeve, and whispered: "Your Highness, you forgot, your annual salary is only more than three thousand taels, where did you get the money from?"
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "Aren't I rich beyond compare?"
"Brother Mu started the business. You are a little boy who depends on Brother Mu for food." Fuyun felt that her brain must be broken, so she would have trouble with Brother Mu.
Ji Ting: "..." I need to calm down.
"I took five thousand gold and ten thousand silver and went out. If Her Royal Highness must settle it with me, how long will it take to pay it off without eating or drinking?" Mu Yuzhi gently raised the corners of his lips.
Ji Ting was silent for a moment, and pulled his sleeve with a smile: "Don't be like this, Brother Mu, it's all about what the family says."
Fu Yun was shocked by the speed at which she turned her face, and vaguely felt that her appearance looked familiar.
"Family? I thought you went to Fengyue Tower, and you have already become a family with someone else." Mu Yuzhi hid his knife in his smile.
"I have a reason for that," Ji Ting pulled his sleeves and walked home, "Come with me, and I will explain this to you carefully."
While talking, she pulled him into the study, and explained the explanation to Shen Tuchuan again. Mu sat at the table with him tenderly, and after she finished speaking, she handed over a cup of tea, and then asked: "Since I have no idea about him, why must I save him? For the sake of Prime Minister Shentu? Isn’t your relationship bad?”
… Talking to these smart people is trouble. Ji Ting sighed: "Just treat me like a rabbit who dies and a fox grieves. I have spent my whole life serving the country and the people, but in the end I ended up being an only son trampled on by others. I really can't bear it."
"It's just that?" Mu Yuzhi's eyes were more scrutinized.
Ji Ting nodded: "That's all. I've already thought about it. After Shen Tuchuan enters the Princess Mansion, and when the weather calms down, I will let him pretend to die and reunite with his parents. This can be regarded as my kindness to Prime Minister Shen Tu."
The male supporting role in this article is only relegated to Fengyue Tower. Although he was ridiculed, he was not substantially harmed, and his parents are safe. Generally speaking, there is no deep hatred. After reuniting with his parents, I believe he will It won't take long for the mental illness to heal on its own.
And all she had to do was deliver him safely to his parents.
"Your Highness is Gao Yi, but this action also has the risk of being discovered. If the emperor finds out, His Highness will only be more dangerous." Mu Yuzhi frowned.
At this moment, Ji Ting finally understood why those people said that he was Shen Tuchuan's substitute. When he was not smiling, he actually looked a little like Shen Tuchuan. But only one point.
Ji Ting was silent for a long time, and looked at him firmly: "This is what I must do."
"In that case, let's do it and trust His Highness's judgment." Mu Yuzhi smiled.
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment: "You support me?"
"Didn't he always support His Highness? It's just that Shen Tuchuan really hates him. When he comes to the Princess Mansion, I hope His Highness will let him live far away from me."
"Of course, but he hasn't agreed yet, so don't worry about arranging accommodation." Ji heard that he really supported him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Mu Yuzhi wasn't too worried: "It won't take long for him to agree."
"You're so sure." Ji Ting laughed.
Mu Yu shook his head gently: "Your Highness is very thoughtful, even if it's just for your kindness to save his parents, he will come here, and Chu Yan will be back soon, so it's better to prepare for this matter early."
"That's right, I will leave it to you to arrange the accommodation." Ji Ting reassured.
Mu Yu agreed with a smile, and Ji finally relaxed in front of him when he heard that he was so easy to talk. She felt that everyone said what they said before, and she felt how difficult he was to get along with. This person is much easier to communicate with than Chu Yan and Fu Yun.
"Brother Mu, you are so kind." Ji Ting imitated Fu Yun's tone and said.
Mu Yuzhi smiled: "Since Your Highness thinks I'm good, can you copy a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures for me?"
"… now?"
"nature."
Ji Ting stared at him silently for a long time, seeing that he didn't seem to change his mind, he couldn't help being embarrassed: "Why do you want Buddhist scriptures all of a sudden?"
"Letting His Highness go to a filthy place like Fengyue Tower, and still spend a lot of money there, is negligence, so I feel deeply ashamed of the housekeeper who passed away two years ago, and want to burn some handwritten Buddhist scriptures for him, To express my guilt." Mu Yuzhi said gently.
"You express guilt, why do you want me to copy?" Ji Ting asked seriously.
Mu Yuzhi smiled gently: "Your Highness thinks, why is this?"
"...Understood, I'll just copy it." The co-author was still mad at her for going to see Shen Tuchuan, this cheapskate, thanks to the fact that she thought he was a good person just now.
Ji Ting was muttering in his heart, and saw that he brought several thick Buddhist scriptures and put them on the table: "Your Highness, you can start now."
"That... Now? Let's wait until after lunch, I'm tired and hungry now." Ji Ting looked at him fawningly, trying to discuss with him.
Mu Yu smiled: "So why are you tired and hungry?"
… I don’t know, I don’t want to say, please stop smiling! Ji Ting took the Buddhist scriptures aggrievedly, spread out the rice paper and began to copy word by word carefully. Because the reader's resentment will give the appropriate skills according to the image during time travel, so when she writes calligraphy, it is similar to normal writing.
Well, they're all equally ugly.
Looking at her crooked handwriting, Mu Yuzhi smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness's handwriting is still so tense."
"It's not bad, the main thing is that you practiced well." Ji Ting accepted the compliment without raising his head. Doesn't matter if he complimented her or not, she said yes, it's up to her.
Mu Yuzhi chuckled, and took a volume of books to accompany him. The study was extremely quiet for a while, except for the occasional sound of pages being turned.
As a result of being too quiet, Ji Ting became more and more sleepy, and gradually began to sway, and after falling down again, he felt a coolness on his face when he poked his hand. She shivered, opened her eyes in a daze, and asked while scratching the cold spot on her face, "What's the matter?"
After asking, I saw that my hands were black, and instantly knew that I had put ink on my face. She hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but it became more and more dirty, and soon turned into a little painted face.
"Your Highness." Mu Yuzhi looked at her helplessly, took out a handkerchief and wet it with water, and then stepped forward to help her wipe her face.
Ji Ting quickly leaned back and looked at him in surprise.
"What's wrong?" Mu Yu asked.
Only then did Ji Ting realize that this person was a man from the 'Eldest Princess'. Strictly speaking, they were husband and wife. He coughed and took the handkerchief from him, and explained while wiping his face, "I'll do it myself, don't get dirty. took your hand."
"It's getting late, Your Highness must be hungry." Mu Yuzhi watched her wipe her face clean.
Ji Ting pouted: "I've been hungry for a long time, hungry and sleepy, but I haven't finished copying a volume yet."
"How about eating first, then taking a nap, and copying afterward?" Mu Yu asked in a good-tempered manner.
Ji Ting thought to himself that you have to copy it. Of course, she just thought about it, since she knew that she was the adopted one, she didn't dare to flinch in front of him.
Just kidding, he will have to pay for buying Shen Tuchuan in the future.
Although the punishment was not exempted, but fortunately Ji Ting was finally able to go to eat, and it was rare for Mu Yu to be with her. After the two sat down, Ji Ting looked around: "Where is Fuyun?"
"I heard from the boy that when we were in the study, he ate a lot, and he is probably digesting somewhere now." Mu Yuzhi said gently.
Ji Ting nodded: "This kid is too naive, forget it, let's eat together."
"Okay." Mu talked to her, and gave her a piece of beef.
While the two were having a meal in harmony, in a remote small yard, Fuyun howled dryly while pulling the mill, while the donkey that was supposed to pull the mill was grazing leisurely in the stable. A dozen big men behind him.
"Your Highness, save me..." Fu Yun's eyes were full of tears, and the luxurious clothes on his body became crumpled. The good young master looked extremely pitiful.
"Master Fuyun, hurry up and work. If you can't finish grinding this bag of corn, Mr. Mu won't allow you to eat." A strong man with a stick reminded him kindly, obviously he was used to this scene long ago.
Fu Yun glanced at the extraordinarily large bag of corn beside him, and asked tremblingly, "Where is Your Highness? Did Brother Mu punish her too?"
"I don't know about that, but I just saw them go to eat together." The strong man replied seriously.
"..." So he was the only one who got hurt? Fu Yun was tearful, but still resigned himself to his fate and continued to grind. After all, with so many people staring at him, it was impossible for him to leave this yard before finishing his work, let alone run to His Highness for help.
…
This day Ji Ting felt extremely difficult. It was already late at night after copying the scriptures. She dragged her two weak arms and walked towards the bedroom. As soon as she entered the yard, she saw someone open the door of her room and went straight in.
The corner of her mouth twitched, and she followed wordlessly: "Fuyun, didn't I tell you to knock on the door later?"
"I don't want to knock, my hand hurts." Fu Yun just lit the candle, looked back at her tearfully, and showed her two little paws.
Ji Ting saw a few blood bubbles in his palm, and was startled: "What's wrong?"
Fuyun immediately wronged Bala and told her about being punished, and Ji Ting also told her about being punished, holding hands with Fuyun and looking at tears, Ji Ting asked sincerely for a long time: "We can't do anything about him ?"
"Does Your Highness know how much the moon skirt woven with clouds is worth?"
"How many?"
"Four thousand taels."
"..." is more than her annual salary.
Fu Yun took a breath: "And you have dozens of clothes like this, each of which you wear no more than three times before throwing away, and the hairpins on your head, each of which is priceless, many of which are specially made by Fanbang, and then It was sent from thousands of miles away, even if it is in the palace..."
"Okay, you don't need to say it, I will never disobey Muyu in my life." Ji Ting was serious.
Fu Yun looked at her with relief: "It's good that His Highness understands."
"I'll apply the medicine to you." Hearing that, Ji Wen sat down and began to apply the medicine to him.
Fu Yun sat down obediently, and watched her apply the medicine to herself with a grin. Ji Ting was curious while helping him bandage: "I haven't gone to Mu Yuzhi's room once in such a long time, will it be inappropriate?"
There is too little written about the identity of the eldest princess in the original text, but there are many intimate relationships around this identity that cannot be shaken off, so she can only inquire carefully like an ordinary time traveler.
"Why is Your Highness going to Brother Mu's room?" Fu Yun looked puzzled.
Ji Ting choked for a moment: "Then he came to my place?"
"Why does he come to you when he has nothing to do? He doesn't like to play with us." Fu Yun was even more puzzled.
The corner of Ji Ting's mouth twitched, how could he understand what he meant, as if the relationship between her and Mu Yuzhi...wasn't what she thought
She felt that the branch line of the eldest princess was quite interesting, so she immediately decided to check more, so she asked the most trusted maid around her to check it the next day, but she was attracted by other things before she could find out the result—
Chu Yan came back with two letters.
"This is for you, and this is for Shen Tuchuan. Your Highness, take it all down." Chu Yan held the knife coolly and said something that was not cool at all, but he didn't realize it.
Ji Ting cast a sideways glance at him, opened his own letter, and read it righteously: "Do you know that other people's letters cannot be touched? This is a moral issue."
"Mu Yuzhi has a way to restore the letter, and Shen Tuchuan won't see it."
Ji Ting paused, then looked at him solemnly: "It's all demolished."
"..."
Half an hour later, after reading the letter, Ji Ting raised the corners of his lips: "Chu Yan Fuyun, follow me to Fengyue Tower, I'm going to pick up Mr. Shentu into the mansion."
The author has something to say: Ji Ting: We must be gentlemen and not read other people’s letters randomly
Chu Yan: Will not be found
Ji Ting: Hurry up and take a look
Read everyone's comments, come to reply hehehe, there is only one male supporting role in this world, and only two in the next world (one person separates two brothers to create the Shura field by himself and he can't heal, I don't know if it counts), Chuan'er has no memory here, There will be a certain world in the future, and starting from the next world, Chuaner may have the means to fight back
There are too many supporting roles in this world in the early stage, because the identity of the heroine wears a bunch of little experts who protect the calf, but the relationship between the supporting role and the heroine is not ambiguous, and it is only for the later stage of Chuaner. , It shouldn’t be considered aggrieved, so many people dote on it, except for the matter about Shen Tuchuan, the little experts who protect the calf are afraid that she will be bullied, so they protest, and other times they just follow their orders (as for the emperor, wait Come on folks!)
One hundred red envelopes in this chapter, one chapter will be updated at 6:00 tomorrow morning