Chapter 27 The Tsundere Master
"Why is this king blushing?"

The trace of blood that appeared on his pale face actually made him more energetic. He stared at Zhao Mingyue for a while, her eyes were full of smiles and she was too calm, and his face was too deliberate to cover up. Just when he was embarrassed, Mingyue helped Follow him and say.

"Your Highness doesn't remember villains, please forgive Mingyue?" He helped him to sit on the chair, "Your Highness should clean up the nosebleed first."

"Who is to blame for this?"

"Blame me, blame me." Zhao Mingyue wiped his nosebleed with a handkerchief dipped in water.He no longer resisted now, and tilted his head slightly, his nose was straight and three-dimensional, his lips were light and beautifully shaped.Mingyue liked it a little bit.

"Your Highness is actually very worried about Mingyue?"

"No."

"Then why doesn't His Highness take a good rest and come to the Academy?"

"My lord, come to find little Xueqiu." He lied lightly.

"Oh." Zhao Mingyue wiped his face clean, looked at him and asked again, "You stayed well in Jing'an Palace last night, why did you collapse by Changchun Lake later?"

"That's because the king is worried that the beast will come back to find me."

"It seems His Highness didn't know that Mingyue and Cuizhu were in Changchun Garden at that time."

"..." Chu Ziyan frowned, seeing Mingyue teasing so happily, he suddenly curled his lips, and asked, "What about you? Can you tell me how you know Yin-Yang?"

"..." That's right, yesterday in a hurry, she drew him the "Hidden Underworld" spell, "I learned it from a wandering onmyoji, isn't that good?"

It's not bad, it's just that as a child born as a beggar, she knows too much.However, no matter who she is, she is the first Fuzhao to accompany him through the seven and a half months, and she is definitely different from others.

Besides, wouldn't it be better to have such a person by your side?

Chu Ziyan smiled slightly. After living for so long, he finally felt that life was not so boring.

"That's pretty good. Since you have some foundation in Yin-Yang, why don't you continue to learn."

"Your Highness wants Mingyue to learn Yin-Yang Art?" This was unexpected.

"In this way, you can not only be the king Fuzhao but also a bodyguard, wouldn't you kill two birds with one stone?"

She said she was unhappy with him for the sake of glory and wealth, so should she beat him up for what he said?Zhao Mingyue said respectfully: "Mingyue is poor in comprehension, if she doesn't learn well then, please don't blame her, Your Highness."

"If you don't learn well, let's see how I cure your cough, cough..." Chu Ziyan covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then picked up Xiao Xueqiu and left Zhao Mingyue's room, walked to the door and turned his head slightly, "Last time you Say, you don’t even know a few Chinese characters?”

"……Yes."

"Since that's the case, starting tomorrow, I will teach you how to read and write."

"Mingyue dare not bother His Highness..."

"Don't bother, it will start tomorrow."

Mingyue watched him go out, not knowing what was going on in his mind.Thinking back now, Mingyue thinks that Chu Ziyan actually knew everything...

Didn't she catch him when she delivered food last time?

Last time, when he came to the academy in the middle of the night, he saw her reading "Chu Guozhi".

Last time, after she broke into the Jing'an Palace on the night of the first lunar month, he would recognize everyone in the palace one by one the next day, scare Su Wanrong out of her wits, reward Su Wanrong, and then go in and out of the academy from time to time to test her.

Chu Ziyan, you are a conspirator, right?

But even if he guessed it, so what, he can't even know her ultimate goal, can he?

No matter what he wants to do, just let the horse come here, anyway, apart from inquiring about Taiyin Lingxi, she is also loyal to him.In order not to let him hang up, it is considered to be risking his life to protect her. How else can he find out who is behind the scenes of her?

Speaking of the instigator behind the scenes, this reminded Zhao Mingyue of the ghost-faced man last night. That guy said something and asked her to kill Chu Ziyan...

No, no, she didn't agree to anything.

Uh, even though she said that she is more useful and so on, it's kind of a promise, isn't it? !
So, ahem, people are not afraid of crooked shadows.

So Zhao Mingyue began to accept Wu Xu's advice on yin and yang techniques, but those introductory things were completely pediatrics for her, but she still had to pretend to be an open-minded learner, respecting the teacher, maybe Wu Xu would one day Did you tell her about Taiyin Consonance?
While accepting Wu Xu's instruction, she also had to learn to write from Chu Ziyan, and started her life as a "primary school student".

Under the pear tree in the courtyard of Jing'an Hall, Chu Ziyan was sitting on a wicker chair with a blanket on his knees, slowly drinking the pear syrup boiled by Zhao Mingyue in his hand.

In the evening, the wind blows gently, and the shaded courtyard looks extraordinarily peaceful.

Until Zhao Mingyue came out of the room holding a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the bell on her feet rang softly, and the corner of Chu Ziyan's mouth curled up into a smile against the porcelain white spoon. After listening to the bell for a few days, I felt more and more pleasing to the ear.

Mingyue put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the stone table in front of him, and sat down on the small stool herself, ready to do her homework.

Chu Ziyan asked: "Do you still remember the words I taught you yesterday?"

"remember."

"Then the king will pick a few words to test you."

"it is good."

"Just write my king's name."

"Yes."

Zhao Mingyue wrote "Chu Ziyan" on the paper. Of course, she couldn't write neatly and beautifully. She is now a primary school student who can't read a few words.

"Struggling" to write the three characters of Chu Ziyan, and deliberately wrote the word Yan wrong, anyway, it's boring, but he acted vigorously, and after writing, he smiled and stood up the paper for Chu Ziyan to see.

"It's finished, please read it Your Highness."

Chu Ziyan put down the spoon, took a look and said kindly: "Mingyue, Yan's writing is wrong."

"Really?" Zhao Mingyue looked at the words with a pretentious look, "Then how should I write it? Your Highness will teach me later."

"Okay." Chu Ziyan put the bowl lightly on the stone table, picked up the brush with his slender fingers, dipped the ink into the inkstone and tapped the edge of the inkstone, and wrote the characters Yan stroke by stroke with great patience. "That's how it should be."

"So it's like this, Mingyue is so stupid!" Zhao Mingyue pretended to be extremely annoyed.

Chu Ziyan smiled: "It doesn't matter if you are stupid, you can make up for it with diligence. If you write Yan's characters a hundred times, you won't make any mistakes again."

What?Write it a hundred times? !
"Mingyue write it twice... No, ten times will remember His Highness!"

Chu Ziyan kindly said, "Mingyue voluntarily wrote it ten times, which is very good, but the one hundred times requested by this king can't be sloppy. The so-called strict teachers make good students, go write it."

"..."

What is no zuo no die, a living example, Chu Ziyan probably enjoys it more than she does in this play, right?
Zhao Mingyue picked up the brush and silently wrote the word Yan 110 times. Seeing the smug look between his brows and eyes, Mingyue said, "Your Highness, you have to finish eating the pear syrup."

"..."

Seeing his complexion tense, Zhao Mingyue finally felt a little better. To Chu Ziyan, eating was no different from taking medicine. She suspected that he had anorexia, and she felt a little relieved to force an anorexic to eat. .

Zhao Mingyue finished writing 110 Yan characters, and he also finished eating the food she asked him to eat.

"Your Highness, I'm done."

"Well, then write the three characters Chu Ziyan again."

"it is good."

This time it must be right, Zhao Mingyue picked it up after finishing writing: "Your Highness, take a look, there will be no mistakes this time, right?"

Chu Ziyan wiped the corner of his mouth lightly with his handkerchief, and took a look: "This time I wrote it correctly."

Can you write it wrong?She will not make the same mistake again, Mingyue put the paper down with a smile.

Chu Ziyan said again: "However, it's too ugly."

Mingyue looked at him: "Your Highness, Mingyue only learned to write, and of course it doesn't look good."

"Because you are just learning, you need to cultivate the habit of writing well. You should write the three characters on this paper a hundred times."

Another hundred times, why did he like it a hundred times?And she's been writing his name all day, okay?Zhao Mingyue had no choice but to write "Chu Ziyan" over and over again on the paper.

"Your Highness is actually quite a narcissistic person, right?"

"Oh?"

"Otherwise, why do you always like to ask others to write your name?"

"This king doesn't like others writing my name."

Mingyue squinted at him, and laughed at him: "Then Your Highness still asks Mingyue to write your name?"

Chu Ziyan's expression was calm at this time, but his eyes were calm, just looking at Mingyue like that, for some reason, Zhao Mingyue couldn't laugh anymore, he didn't answer anything, but people got the answer clearly.

He didn't like to let others write his name, but let Mingyue write it.

Not saying anything, Mingyue turned around and continued writing. Although she didn't do it deliberately, she still felt that writing the three characters Chu Ziyan now was not quite the same as what she wrote just now. She would unconsciously pay attention to every stroke she wrote.

It suddenly occurred to me that when I was in high school, I saw my deskmate write down the name of a boy in the class in a notebook, and later I saw this sentence on her Weibo, I heard that I used up the ink of a ballpoint pen to write a boy’s name, He will fall in love with you.

Bah, bah, what kind of association is this? !

Sometimes people are led into the ditch by their own wild thoughts. The meaning of her punishment is completely different from that of writing her name!
A white butterfly flew into the courtyard of Jing'an Hall, flew over the black inkstone, flew in front of Chu Ziyan, and then circled around.

Chu Ziyan watched the butterfly slowly raise his hand, and the white butterfly landed on his jade-like finger.

Zhao Mingyue was a little lost in thought.

Chu Ziyan's body temperature is lower than that of ordinary people. Even in such a hot day, she can sweat a layer of sweat sitting here, but he still has to put a blanket on his legs. He is very quiet most of the time, and his favorite thing to do is Nothing more than staring at the sky in a daze...

There are no friends around, and everyone is afraid of him because of the curse, but the weak animals like to get close to him, such as cats, butterflies and small birds.

"Finish?" Chu Ziyan asked suddenly, the butterfly in his hand was startled and flew away. He watched the butterfly fly higher and higher, and said quietly, "Mingyue's sight offended this king, and I will punish you to copy it again." ten times my name."

Uh, little birds, butterflies and cats are really naive and ignorant, they actually like to be close to such a person...

(End of this chapter)

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