Wu Sheyue shrugged, that's how she was, every brother and sister in the prime minister's house, she was so direct. The only difference is whether those people offend her or not, and whether they offend her or not. The degree of provocation will determine the final consequences.
Wu Ziyi stood a little aggrieved and refused to leave, but seeing that Wu Sheyue was about to fall asleep, he finally said anxiously: "But, I-"
"Miss, longan!" Ning'er suddenly stuffed a longan into Wu Sheyue's mouth, hoping that the young lady would be kind and stop irritating the poor child.
Wu Sheyue was suddenly stuffed with a longan, and rolled her eyes unhappily. Now the maid has turned against her! Even Ning'er dared to do this to her. With the longan in her mouth, she pointed angrily at the stone chair beside her and said, "Sit down, Ziyi, have a sip of tea to cool off before leaving."
But Wu Ziyi did not move, but looked at Wu Sheyue with pleading, "Third sister, I just refuse to admit defeat. I want to try. I didn't even have the chance to try before..."
Wu Ziyi's eyes were very innocent and sad, with persistence that was not expected at this age. Ning'er felt heartbroken as she watched, and her eyes turned red.
However, there was nothing that touched Wu Sheyue's heart. It was just the warmth and warmth of human relationships. In an era, this had not happened. Now she is only curious about one thing, and that is, "Why did you come over to ask me? Do you think I can agree to teach you something useful?"
Wu Ziyi pursed his lips and said in a weak voice: "Because... others have asked about it a few years ago."
"Oh, everyone of you asked for advice, so now you come to ask me too~" Wu Sheyue nodded, this child can do it. He must have been laughed at by Wu Jinghua, Wu Lixiang and the others, and he still dared to continue.
Wu Ziyi looked at Wu Sheyue with red eyes. He suddenly lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, startling both Ning'er and Sisi.
Wu Ziyi said very firmly: "I know that the third sister is more capable than the other sisters, so... Master has not taught me anything, Ziyi asked the third sister to teach me."
His kneeling was serious. Wu Sheyue sat up again and leaned over to look at Wu Ziyi. Her long hair brushed against Wu Ziyi's cheek, soft and itchy.
Wu Sheyue asked softly: "Did you ask the same questions about the other sisters?"
"yes."
"Did they reject you like me~"
"..." Wu Ziyi was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
Wu Sheyue stretched out her hand and pulled Wu Ziyi up from the ground. Because she was too strong, Wu Ziyi had almost no ability to resist.
Wu Sheyue's attitude improved a lot, and she coaxed like a big sister: "Do you really think I have something in my mind? Sister, I also plagiarized other people's work. In fact, I don't know anything."
A trace of astonishment flashed across Wu Ziyi's face. Wu Sheyue patted the dirt on his knees and said, "What you copied will never be real knowledge, but your two brothers are both real great scholars." The knowledge that comes out of it is beyond my comparison. I can teach you to be opportunistic, but you don’t need this, right?"
However, Wu Ziyi still looked at Wu Sheyue with burning eyes and said: "Third sister, please think about it again. You must have something to teach me."
Wu Sheyue frowned, what happened to this child? Did she just say everything in vain? Or did this kid... know more than she thought? !
Sure enough, Wu Ziyi said attentively: "What my sister said did not appear in the books that Ziyi had read."
"you-"
"Ziyi began to study Xiangfu books at the age of five. He went to his master at the age of eight and read all the books in Yunshanju in two and a half years."
"Then you don't need to ask me for books anymore." Wu Sheyue was on the verge of getting angry.
Wu Ziyi took a step back, knelt down again and said, "So, Ziyi just learned that at least the third sister's knowledge is not in the book, so no matter whose knowledge is copied, since those things are all in my sister's mind , that’s what my sister is capable of. So... I would like to ask my third sister to be willing to give you some advice."
"Wu Ziyi," Wu Sheyue's voice turned cold, "Why do you think I should give you advice?"
Her mother and daughter had a deep hatred for the prime minister's family, a hatred involving two lives. She wished that the talents in the Prime Minister's Mansion would wither and become desolate and desolate! This guy is so young, how dare he trick her into talking? If necessary, she wouldn't mind letting Wu Ziyi go ahead of Wu Ziqi.
"..." Wu Ziyi was also shocked by Wu Sheyue's aura. He seemed to feel Wu Sheyue's manic murderous intent, so he pursed his lips tightly, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't say a single word. Not coming out.
"Miss!" Ning'er threw away the shell in her hand and came up to pull Wu Sheyue.
Although Ning'er also hated the Prime Minister, she always had indelible sympathy and care for the weak. She could never be as direct and cruel as Wu Sheyue. Because Wu Ziyi and Wu Yin'er were also very miserable children in the Prime Minister's Mansion, especially Wu Ziyi, Ning'er sometimes felt that that child's life was really another copy of Wu Sheyue's.
Wu Sheyue gradually calmed down as her hand was held by Ning'er, but she still said coldly: "You should go back first."
Wu Ziyi knew that there would be no result if he continued, so he could only get up slowly with his head hanging down. Sisi went over to give him a hand, but he didn't look at anyone again and walked out without saying a word.
Wu Sheyue looked at the child's desolate back and wondered how many times he had been scolded and driven away. She couldn't help but rubbed her forehead in annoyance and asked herself, why is this necessary... Why did she care about this child so seriously just now. She didn't get angry with Wu Yin'er so directly, and this child didn't even go as far as Wu Yin'er did.
"Miss," Ning'er squatted in front of her and said with concern, "Don't feel bad."
Wu Sheyue shook her head, "I'm fine, it's just..." I just can't be kind to this child.
Ning'er sighed: "Miss, even if you scold me for being indecisive, I still want to say... Young Master, please think about it for a moment."
"..." Wu Sheyue looked up at Ning'er, then closed her eyes, "Okay, let's talk about it later."
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For most of the day after Wu Ziyi left, Wu Sheyue sat in the yard and thought carefully. In fact, to put it bluntly, she was in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.
A short little maid ran over from the door. The maid didn't dare to go in. She just stood at the door and looked around. Wu Sheyue ignored her, but Ning'er took the initiative to get up and walk over.
The maid said something to Ning'er and then turned around and ran away. Ning'er came back with a heavy face and said, "Miss, Miss Shen is here."
"Huan'er?" Wu Sheyue was stunned and finally came to her senses, "Why is she here?"
Ning'er leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Miss Shen's carriage is waiting outside. The messenger said she was very anxious and a little broken. It doesn't look good..."
"Is this so? Let's go." Wu Sheyue had a bad feeling in her heart and walked out without even changing her clothes.
Although she and Shen Yanhuan have only been together a few times, they have a very deep relationship. Because Shen Yanhuan's access control was relatively strict, Wu Sheyue would go to the General's Mansion to look for someone every time she went out to play, and this was the first time that Shen Yanhuan came here.
The two trotted all the way to the back door. In order to avoid trouble, she also took care to avoid a few maids and Aunt Liu.
Rushing out of the back door, Wu Sheyue saw a small carriage from the General's Mansion parked there. Xianguo, dressed in men's clothing, was sitting outside pulling the reins and acting as the driver himself.
Wu Sheyue was anxious, and she hurriedly jumped into the carriage without help. As soon as the curtain was opened, Shen Yanhuan was seen sitting inside with a dull face.
Although her face was expressionless, Wu Sheyue could feel that she had extremely violent mood swings. Wu Sheyue stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders and exclaimed, "Huan'er! What's wrong?"
Shen Yanhuan's expression remained unchanged and she said coldly: "Don't ask me!"
"?" This was the first time Shen Yanhuan scolded Wu Sheyue like this. Wu Sheyue was not angry. She knew that Shen Yanhuan probably couldn't get out of her emotions. She didn't know what happened now, but she was relieved to see that there were no scars on Shen Yanhuan's body. Nothing is as important as your body.
Xian Guo pulled Ning'er into the carriage and drove away. Wu Sheyue knew that they were going to a place that would give her an answer. Since Shen Yanhuan didn't want to talk, she didn't want to force him either.
She sat quietly next to Shen Yanhuan, put her arms around her shoulders, and patted Shen Yanhuan's shoulders comfortingly.
Shen Yanhuan was hugged and rested on Wu Sheyue's neck, motionless.
Wu Sheyue sighed in her heart: Don't worry, I will avenge whoever bullied you.
The carriage gradually drove into the downtown area. The people outside the carriage were very noisy and hawking, but the atmosphere inside the carriage was quiet and strange.
After a long time, the car finally stopped. As soon as the carriage stopped, Shen Yanhuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly straightened up from Wu Sheyue's arms and walked out without saying a word.
Wu Sheyue immediately followed her. When she got out of the car, she realized that the carriage was parked at the entrance of Yunsheng Teahouse, the most popular teahouse in the imperial capital.
Shen Yanhuan strode in without caring about anyone. Xiangguo was getting a carriage, so Wu Sheyue and Ning'er hurriedly followed.
Generally, there is a stage on the first floor of a teahouse. During the day, there are storytellers and at night, there are people singing, so the stage is never empty.
It was the middle of the afternoon when someone was telling stories, and many idle people were sitting on the seats sipping tea, waiting for the storyteller to finish drinking so he could continue to tell them. (To be continued)