Under the wrath of the first assistant of the dynasty, the little prince was taken care of by the people under the palace tremblingly for a whole night.
Without touching the ground, the person was carefully carried back to the bedroom. The ink-stained clothes were carefully changed and washed, and the ink marks on the face were carefully wiped clean. The food was too cold to eat, and the small kitchen rarely got hot, so I hurriedly cooked goat milk porridge and sent it over.
Even the medicine that was secretly poured into the flowerpot was discovered, so he hurriedly cooked another set according to the recipe, and brought it to the side of the warm couch again.
Seeing the almost heroic death remonstrance of the head of the palace, Lu Deng couldn't bear it, so he pinched his nose and poured the bowl of medicine into his mouth.
bitter.
I don't know what medicines are prescribed by the hospital, but it tastes unbearable after all. The bitterness that was so refreshing went straight to the top of his head, and Lu Deng was shocked. He had to use the system to go through the back door to block the taste system, and drank it one by one.
The empty bowl was handed over, and the wounds on his body were properly bandaged. Seeing the tired look on the little prince's brows, the servants who had been in chaos for a night finally retreated respectfully.
The sound of insects outside the window gradually increased, and the bedroom became quiet again.
…
Finally getting rid of the nervous state of being at a loss, Lu Deng let out a long sigh of relief, and almost fell on the couch in relief, but his movements suddenly paused.
The faint scent of ink touched him, and the familiar aura made his heart beat briskly.
The moonlight shone through the window lattice and fell on the couch. Lu Deng pursed his lips, sat up slowly, and looked down at his arms.
Gu Ai's clothes were still well held.
… not a dream.
It's not a luxurious piece of clothing, and the cuffs are somewhat worn, which is undoubtedly worn by the owner. Gu Ai was also busy with official duties, and after a long time in the paperwork day after day, the clothes were stained with a faint scent of ink.
The servants originally planned to take the raw pulp, wash it clean, and send it back to the Xiangye's mansion. Seeing that the little prince was holding it tightly, no one dared to persuade him, but he held it for no apparent reason.
It's not a dream, it's real.
Lu Deng sat for a while, the corners of his lips lifted briskly, and he lay on the couch with his clothes in his arms. Thinking of seeing my lover as soon as I opened my eyes, my heart beat more and more lively, and I almost wanted to run two laps on the roof.
Due to the fact that he couldn't make a sound to alert the servants, the domineering little prince hugged his clothes and rubbed his clothes, lay on his back on the bed, rolled back and forth for two times, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
The moonlight was soft, and the couch was covered with a soft silver glow.
The young prince fell into a deep sleep holding the clothes of the first assistant of the dynasty, his eyelashes trembled in his dream, and there was still a warm color between his brows.
…
The host has been punished for copying the book, and it is very likely that he will be beaten, but he is not angry with the target person at all.
The system bit into the data and filled the processor with sadness. It stabbed a row of villains for the target person who had lost their memory, and was busy repairing other houses in the palace.
…
Gu Ai in the carriage sneezed fiercely.
"My lord, is that King Yi embarrassing you?!"
My lord entered the palace well, but when he came out, he seemed to be in a hurry, and he even lost his outer robe.
The official was full of worries, hurriedly took a cloak and put it on him, and then put the prepared hand stove into the car: "Then King Yi is really deceiving people! It is clearly that he almost caused an accident by riding a horse in the street, and the adults remembered that he was injured. Postponing the caning is a very kind and merciful forgiveness to him. Now I personally come to the door to inspect the wounds, and I am so humiliating and tricking—”
"Okay, no such thing."
Gu Ai was thinking about the gleam of stars in those eyes, and when she turned around, she heard the official's words, she waved her hand to explain, but she felt that the whole thing could not be said no matter what, she just sighed softly: "The truth is It's the same as what you think, don't guess, and don't spread the slightest bit about this matter - if you teach others to know, be careful to ask you."
If it spreads out, the reputation of a powerful minister and a cruel official is unnecessary.
The subordinate officials can't understand it, just think that King Yi, because of his status as the uncle, is uncared for, and even his own prime minister is coerced by him and cannot speak out. Although still full of indignation and unwillingness, remembering the increasingly urgent situation in Fuzhong recently, he had to swallow his anger and replied in a low voice.
Gu Ai didn't want to talk to him more, she closed her eyes and leaned in the carriage, but she still thought about what she saw at that time.
- Once in the car, once behind the curtain, it was not the first time he saw Lu Chengru, but he met those eyes without any obstructions, but suddenly he felt at a loss.
It seems that something very important has been lost. Three points are soft-hearted and one point is guilty, and the remaining six points are full of uncontrollable softness and warmth.
Don't be harsh...
Gu Ai raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, sighed very lightly, trying to drive all the chaotic thoughts out of her mind, but the delicate face became clearer.
... Even if it is bluffing and saying a few heavy words, when meeting those clear black eyes, it is extremely offensive and rude.
His mind uncontrollably pierced through his difficult self-sufficiency, and completed all the thoughts, which lingered brightly.
Gu Ai's eyebrows were slightly frowning, and she couldn't help but repeatedly think about whether her tone was too severe when she spoke, and whether it would lead to misunderstanding. After thinking about it, I only felt that my mood became more and more restless. I sat up and said to the outside of the car: "How many days are there for Huo Mu?"
The subordinate officer listened to his question, and hurriedly replied: "Go back to your lord, there are still four days left today, but does your lord have something to do?"
Gu Ai waved her hand and counted the days back to the carriage.
The old year has just passed, and the beginning of the new year is approaching. As a rule, the rest of the parties will end at the beginning of the year, and the princes who want to study in the Imperial College are no exception.
Gu Ai took up the post of imperial teacher and always had to give some lectures. He was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground on weekdays, and he really didn't have time to pay more attention to those dragon sons and grandsons who were disobedient to discipline. Every time he only taught one or two classes in a certain format, he would leave it to other lecturers to discipline him, so he didn't let go. Multiple tubes.
This time, the post-holiday schoolwork instead made him have inexplicable expectations.
If there is a class to attend, when Lu Chengru is better, he will come as usual.
Ask him more about his homework, and give him more advice if he doesn't understand. Or chat with him more about knowledge after class, talk about some truths that are lacking for him, and accompany him to say things that should have been said with him.
Maybe I can call that figure—not so lonely anymore.
There was still a piece of tea stain on the cuff, which was originally intended to wipe the little prince's face with tea on the sleeve. Gu Ai lowered her gaze, her fingertips rested slightly on the small piece of tea stain, her expression softened a little, and the corners of her lips lifted very lightly and slowly.
Four days passed in a flash.
Gu Ai deliberately dealt with official duties in advance, and prepared for a whole night of classes, preparing all the content to be taught, and specially put on new clothes and came to Guozijian.
The royal family has a huge branch, and the children of ministers who are excellent will also be taught by the Imperial Academy. With the accompanying reading, the lecture hall is full of dozens of people.
They were all taught by royal nobles, and the lessons were heavier than those outside, sometimes even from morning to night. At every turn, there were random tests, dictation, reciting in the classroom, and even those who broke the meaning of the scriptures. The emperor would come to random check from time to time.
On weekdays, the gentleman is good-natured, and he can't control this group of pampered noble children. Although the house is not noisy, there are not many sincere people who come to class to ask for advice.
Gu Ai walked to the door, only to hear the commotion inside, subconsciously stopped for a while, and listened intently to the movement inside.
If Lu Cheng was still inside.
The little prince was kept on the couch for four days by people who were very enthusiastic about his work. Except for the shoulders, he had to lean on the cushions on his waist. The wounds were almost scabbed, and he was able to walk out.
Grounding is just not allowed to go outside, but it does not include Guozijian. Royal children who have made mistakes should be better educated. The constraints will only be strict and will not be relaxed. Even if they are really tortured by a board, they will have to be carried over at home for three days at most.
No matter how domineering the little prince's character is, he doesn't dare to be arrogant at this moment. He will not be deducted by the main system for coming to class.
I heard that Gu Ai was teaching at Guozijian, and Lu Deng was looking forward to the end of the rest early in the morning. He got up early in less than four watch today, packed his own snacks in a food box, and the servants cleaned up the ink. Zhi Yan arrived at Guozijian early in a carriage.
The first class was an old gentleman with a white beard. He taught some old courses on the Four Books and Five Classics. There was a quarter of an hour break, and it was Gu Ai's turn to talk about politics.
Even just listening to him speak.
Lu Deng likes to see him, and when he thinks of the way the other party ran in a single shirt with hands and feet that day, his heart is even more sweet and warm. Lying on the table, he was slowly flipping through the book that Gu Ai had left for him, but unexpectedly, someone opened the door first.
"Uncle Huang is Uncle Huang. It's good to have a higher seniority. If you make a mistake, you won't be beaten..."
"Isn't it—the little uncle is in good health? Why is he so obedient all of a sudden, isn't he usually not coming to the Imperial College for classes? No one dares to control you anyway..."
Lu Deng frowned and raised his head, it was just two of the few people who had pushed Lu Chengru on the street that day.
The same horse, the same mistakes, he was the only one who didn't get a torture rod. They are all teenagers, and he is not a big man who can't be offended. Because of his seniority, he has some privileges, and many people have long been disliked by him.
Lu Deng had long since taken this provocation seriously. He pursed his lips and was about to pack up and change his seat, but the OOC alarm in his mind suddenly rang.
The system was always worried about his performance, jumped out in time, and waved the small flag forcefully: "The host wants to quarrel with them, don't be afraid of them!"
Lu Deng: …
to quarrel.
He has never had the experience of dealing with this kind of scene without relying on the script, Lu Deng faintly drummed in his heart, seeing that if he didn't respond, the red warning would turn into a penalty, Hengheng clenched his teeth, raised his head and sneered: "This Guozijian is not you. It's a family business, you can come when you like it, and leave when you like it, can you manage it?"
He has never spoken to anyone like this before. Although there is a system to help write lines quickly, it is inevitable that he will be empty of anger when he reads it. Fortunately, he has covered up his injuries, but it is not a big flaw.
The evaluation bar fluctuated up and down for a moment, and then returned to the original score.
Seeing that he was about to pass the test smoothly, Lu Deng breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to pack up and change his place, but one hand pressed on the book he was about to close.
Lu Deng raised his head, and one of the people who came to look for trouble looked him up and down, and said sarcastically: "In this case, how dare you go out from here? If you don't go out, you are a coward!"
"Today I walked fast. If you didn't run so slow that day and got caught, why should we be implicated and beaten by you?"
The other answered in a cold voice, his eyes swept away disdainfully at him: "I don't know if it was someone who secretly informed us that we were caught. I heard that the whistleblower was taken lightly..."
This is the time off, sir, it doesn't matter. Moreover, even if they quarreled in front of that gentleman, an empty civil servant with little authority would not have the courage to join in the grievances and grievances of the nobles of the prince Longsun family.
This little uncle has no power or power, and it is useless to make friends with him. It is nothing more than swaying him when he is in trouble. The emperor does not dare to punish his uncle, so he has a shield. This time, he let the monolithic Gu Ai After being caught, he received a cane for nothing, and today he was forcibly brought to the Imperial College for a class early in the morning. Everyone was full of anger.
It was the book that Gu Ai had left for him, and Lu Deng couldn't care less about him, he bent his head down to grab the book.
Seeing that he didn't respond, the man's heart was filled with fire, and he grabbed the book and threw it high, accompanied by the screams in the room, and was caught by another person steadily.
Lu Deng's eyes sank slightly, and according to the script lines given by the system, he raised his hand and clamped the wrist pulse and turned it over, and twisted his hand against the table.
"You have to have a long memory, don't you? If I fell off my horse and broke my guts, I didn't dare to provoke you—give me the book!"
These dummies are not really capable, although Lu Deng has not yet fit his body, just making such a simple shot has already caused the man to scream.
This little prince usually beats people when he has a temper, but because no one teaches well, no one can beat him. No one knew how his skills suddenly improved today.
Seeing that Lu Chengru was really aroused, the man behind was also a little flustered, shouting for him to stop, and in a hurry, he shook the book towards him, raised his hand, and threw it out the window.
Lu Deng's eyes suddenly condensed.
Outside the window is a garden, mountains, rocks, forests, trees, springs, and rockeries. Maybe somewhere, the book will be destroyed in vain.
Gu Ai gave it to him.
He knew that his strength was much stronger than this group of dandies who had splendid fists and embroidered legs, so he always kept his senses. At this moment, my heart was anxious, and I jumped up to pick it up, and the strength in my hands made it stronger, and the person who was pressed by him screamed more and more in a blink of an eye.
The old gentleman was so frightened that he stepped forward to persuade him tremblingly, and said carefully: "Persons of the same age are playing around, there is no sense of proportion. King Yi - is an elder, you should be humble and respectful..."
The system was so angry that he was clamoring for new quarrel lines, but Lu Deng's thoughts were all on the book. Just as he was about to release his hand and go straight out, a cold and stern voice came from behind him.
"Since King Yi is the elder, why didn't Mr. Liang advise the younger generation to respect the elders, and why didn't he teach these arrogant scoundrels to know human affairs, but come to blame the innocent?"
Gu Ai doesn't come to Guozijian very often on weekdays, and no one thought that he would come to class today on a whim. The noisy classroom became quiet in a blink of an eye, and a few arrogant dudes were even more stunned, and cold sweat broke out behind them.
Gu Ai's expression was still cold and stern, she brushed aside the crowd and walked towards Lu Chengru.
Even if he was bullied and targeted like this, the young prince's eyes did not change much, he was staring down at the table, as if he had long since become accustomed to this.
Gu Ai's heart became more and more depressed, she tried her best to calm down her expression, walked towards him slowly, leaned slightly and said in a harmonious voice: "I heard that King Yi accidentally fell off a horse in a hurry to hide from a child on the road, I don't know how the injury is, but Is it okay?"
The little prince still lowered his head, his expression was stern and cold, and the corners of his lips were pursed and he stood silently, the heart of the person who poked was sour.
Gu Ai sighed softly and raised her hand to organize his clothes, only to realize that the thin body covered by the fancy clothes was tense, and she ducked back when she touched it a little, obviously with the same vigilance towards everyone.
The more alert he was, the more sour Gu Ai's heart became, her brows softened as much as possible, she helped him to sit down slowly, and untied a jade pendant from her waist.
"The number of etiquette and law is clearly defined, and King Yi should be rewarded for meritorious deeds. Gu Ai has nothing in his body, and this jade pendant should only be used as an encouragement-I hope that the prince will not be shaken by outsiders in the future, even if he stands in a muddy environment, he should be clean and innocent. , upright and upright…”
Lu Deng's heart beat fast, he raised his hand to pick up the jade pendant, but was pulled back by the OOC alarm.
His skills suddenly improved, and he could explain it as long as he took the advice of an expert, but with Lu Chengru's temper, this was the moment when he felt the most grievances in his heart. , this jade pendant will definitely not be wanted.
Gu Ai's jade pendant...
Even if a lover loses his memory, his temperament will not change, right is right, wrong is wrong. Lu Deng was held in his arms by him, and there was a warm and patient expectation in his ears, only to feel that his chest was full of heat, and he couldn't gamble.
The evaluation bar swayed, swaying between deducting points and not deducting points, and the task instructions clearly read "smashing and smashing" and "losing a temper".
Points will be deducted if the OOC is deducted. If you deduct more points, you will fail the exam. If you fail, you will have to make up the exam.
Lu Deng sat in a daze for a long time, then he gritted his teeth and grabbed the jade pendant that had been worn for many years, tore off the tassels on it and threw it on the ground, blushing and looking up angrily: "I don't care about broken things..."