The light pine aroma, mixed with the rich aroma of wine, lingers around the body. Whether it was because the breath was so fragrant and intoxicating that it stimulated the tear ducts, or because the impact just now was so violent, Sang Nianyue's tears quickly rolled out of her eyes.
Her head was still dizzy and she was a little top-heavy, as if her soul had drifted out.
But the touch under his hands was so real. It was the man's thick and firm chest, as hard as stone. She was caught off guard and hit him with no strength at all. Now not only were the tears flowing out of her body, but her nose was also sore and painful. She always felt like something was going to run out of it at the next moment.
But at this moment, Sang Nuanyue had no time to worry about this.
The heat on her wrist was astonishingly hot, and the big palm that locked her waist was using all its strength. The dilemma of being trapped in the arms of a strange man was so unbearable that she was so confused that she almost suffocated.
Almost as soon as Sang Nuanyue stood firm, she scrambled to free her wrist from being grasped. Fortunately, the man knew how to be polite. Almost as soon as she made a move, his wrist had been released by him, and even the hand clasped on her lower waist left silently.
But even so, Sang Nuanyue still took several steps back before raising her head.
She looked up and saw the overly cold and handsome face she had just seen. Although he had already had a premonition in his heart, his hands were still shaking slightly uncontrollably.
"I've met Mr. Marquis...Thank you, Mr. Marquis, for your help."
Shen Tingjun lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him, at the tears slowly rolling down her cheeks, at her pursed lips, at her movements as if facing a powerful enemy, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions... His voice was hoarse and low, and after a moment He said calmly, "Nothing."
Qing'er also stood firm at this time and was thanking the guard who rescued him.
The guard was also a bit inhumane. His stern face was as intimidating as his master. But perhaps the atmosphere at the scene was too stagnant, and perhaps the child in front of her was indeed still a child. Chengying spoke in a rare soft tone, "It just rained, and the road is slippery. Little Master, please be careful when you walk."
Qing'er's cheeks turned red.
Because he was too happy, he almost fell down and almost got his sister hurt. At this time, he was so ashamed that he said nervously, "I won't do it again." Then he thanked her again and walked decisively to his sister.
Qing'er wanted to care about his sister's well-being, but he saw Wu Anhou first - his mind shut down for a moment, and Qing'er almost felt helpless.
He was as helpless as a timid little quail. Sang Nuanyue reached out and pulled her brother over, "See you soon, Lord Marquis."
Qing'er decisively repeated her sister's words. Shen Tingjun looked at the two siblings in front of him. The younger brother was still a child, but now he looked uneasy. The older sister had regained her composure, but there were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, her posture was humble, and her movements were clear. Very well-behaved, but revealing an indescribable sense of alienation and defensiveness.
Shen Tingjun's eyebrows darkened, "No courtesy, please get up."
After he said this, he did not walk directly in front of them like last time.
Maybe he was a little lazy after drinking, or maybe the scene where the two siblings were so frivolous and almost in danger just bothered him. Shen Tingjun opened his mouth again, and his voice became deeper and more majestic. He asked Qing'er, "It's such a great time, why are you hanging around if you don't study?"
Qing'er na na, it's hard to say anything.
Sang twisted Yuesu's hands and moved slightly, trying to pull her brother behind her, but she failed to make the move.
Her brother is ten years old, and she can't always treat him like a toddler. If you are always standing in front of him to protect him from wind and rain, when will your brother grow up?
But the younger brother is inherently poor at speaking, and his imposing manner and solemnity would make it difficult for the adults in the court to resist his questioning, let alone the immature and young younger brother.
Sang Nuanyue raised her head and moved towards her brother without leaving any trace. She raised her dark and bright eyes, not daring to look directly at his calm and confident face, so she drooped her eyelids and made a gesture of looking directly at his generous chest. She said softly, "My lord, my brother is a diligent student. Today, it is because of his casualness." I came out to see people off, and it was only a moment of relaxation."
After a slight silence, she wanted to say, "Thank you again, Lord Marquis, for your help just now. If nothing happens, please allow us, my sister and brother, to leave first."
But it's not appropriate.
Because there is only one road to go forward. They are common people, how can they walk in front of the nobles?
Besides, when the Marquis asked a question, if he didn't end the topic first, how dare she tell her that she wanted to leave without giving any face?
Isn't that the face of Xiang Hou?
This doesn't work, that doesn't work either. The moon is not visible on the face of Sang Ning, but she is a little anxious in her heart.
The only thing that made her feel relieved now was that there were no pedestrians around.
This area has been cleaned, and the maids and servants are probably busy cleaning other areas. Therefore, they were not discovered, which made Sang Nianyue feel relieved.
Otherwise, if someone really saw her and Shen Hou "chewing", rumors of her "planning evil", "malicious seduction", and "intending to gain power" would spread before nightfall. She will also become a new generation of "vixen" and her reputation will be harmed again.
This is something Sang Nianyue never wants to see.
While Sang Nuanyue was thinking about all sorts of things, the scene was not silent. Shen Tingjun asked again. He asked Qing'er what books she had read, and even briefly quizzed her on a few sentences.
Although Qing'er is not very courageous, she is really good at reading. This is not only because of his talent, but also because his father once regarded him as a successor.
After her father passed away, Sang Nianyue taught Qing'er personally. She was educated by her father at the age of three, and was taught by her father himself until she was twelve years old. She has been studying continuously over the years. Her knowledge is easy to teach a child.
When Qing'er was asked about her areas of expertise, she was much bolder. Also because of his good answer, Shen Tingjun looked much better. But if he asks too deeply, Qing'er will be hesitant and unable to answer...
There is a reason for this.
Because Sang Nianyue was from a girl's family after all, Sang's father gave her elementary classes, not for her to take the imperial examination, but just to study wisely and enjoy herself. Therefore, in terms of taking the imperial examination, Sang Nianyue lacked many answering skills and means.
Even though she later purchased many "Secret Books for the Imperial Examination" and "Analysis of Full Score Papers for the Imperial Examination", she still knew that what could be spread to the world was not a good thing at all. The real skills and methods are hidden in the hearts of insiders and are not considered as family heirlooms. How can they be widely publicized or even sold for money? That is profoundly unwise.
And she, after reading all the test papers that were trying to trick people into selling things like dogs and cats, gradually figured out many essentials. But there was no one to lead the way, and he didn't understand current affairs. It was extremely difficult to answer Shen Hou's questions, and even more to satisfy him.
Sang Nuanyue felt that time was getting increasingly difficult. At this time, Shen Hou commented, "You still need more practice. In addition, the master who teaches you to read is limited. If possible, find someone else who is good."
As soon as he finished speaking, the face of the child in front of him suddenly became strange. Shen Tingjun saw Sang Nuanyue suddenly lowering her head - her jade-white cheeks were flushed, and embarrassment and embarrassment quickly flashed in her bright eyes. She was anxious. Holding the handkerchief with her hands, her little feet in deerskin boots couldn't help but move back...
Shen Tingjun frowned slightly, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart, he turned around and strode away.
