Ji Huaili bowed, "Yes."
"Then I won't bother Taishou Ji anymore. I'll leave first." Jun Yan put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and raised his hand gently.
"Master, go slowly." Ji Huaili immediately stood up to see off the guests.
Chi Xia took a breath and said, "I can finally leave." 】
Jun Yan didn't know what he was thinking of when he left. His narrow eyes slightly narrowed, he looked at Ji Huaili calmly and said, "I think Ji Aiqing should know what to do and what not to do, right?"
"Your Majesty is right." Ji Huaili quickly raised his hands and bowed.
There were only three people, Jun Yan, Chi Xia and Ji Huai Li, in the outer hall, and the waiter had already been dismissed by him.
Jun Yan also called himself "I" at this time, and the meaning in his words was particularly oppressive.
*
When she returned to the inn, it was already noon. Chi Xia was so tired that she lay on the table without any ladylike air, pouring tea into her mouth with her hands.
【Hey! I finally came back to life. The cake I just ate in the car almost choked my sister to death. 】
…
Chi Xia first went to visit Lin Yu'er, and then returned to the wing.
She lay on the table chatting away, picked up the sesame cake on the side, counted the sesame seeds on it and looked at it.
【184. 】
[185...18...Hey, how many did you count just now? 】
Listening to the noisy sounds in his ears, Jun Yan closed his eyes, clasped his white fingers on the memorial that had been rushed from the palace, and made a gesture towards the darkness.
Soon, Ying Si appeared in the guest room holding the Four Treasures of the Study.
"Since Madam has nothing to do, just copy the book!"
Jun Yan raised his chin slightly, and his tone of voice was a bit like watching a show, and a smile could not be suppressed from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Chi Xia: "!!!"
She froze and watched Ying Si place the four treasures of the study, and closed her eyes in pain.
[Can’t you wait until sister gets back and copy it? 】
Although copying books is an essential skill for every student, she still hates copying books! ! !
"Oh, by the way, Madam, it seems that you haven't finished copying the palace rules yet, right? Let's finish copying them too! I believe Madam can definitely do it."
There was a hint of narrowness in Jun Yan's cold brows, and the violence in his eyes was somewhat dissipated. He now looked like a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse.
But this handsome and delicate face looked as hateful as Grandma Rong in Chi Xia's eyes.
[Really, which pot should not be opened? 】
[You believe me, but I don’t believe in myself! 】
Although she thought so, she still honestly picked up her pen and sat down next to Jun Yan, writing furiously.
So this scene happened next.
Chi Xia bit her pen with a grimace. There was an obvious mark on her fair face with ink, but she didn't notice it at all.
[Why is this Tao Te Ching longer than the palace regulations? This copy is not a book. This copy is clearly my life! 】
[Why is this sentence so difficult to copy? I can’t even tell if there are a few missing sentences. What kind of word is this? Why are there so many gestures? Hey, it shouldn’t matter if I secretly tear out a few. 】
[My sister bets that the tyrant doesn’t have the time to read the book I copied word by word! 】
Jun Yan: "..."
Sorry, I heard it.
Chi Xia finished copying a piece of paper and put it aside to dry. Then she lay on the table and looked up at Jun Yan.
"Sir, when will we have dinner?"
[I am so hungry that I can eat a cow now. 】
Jun Yan raised his head and glanced at the sky, then knocked her forehead helplessly, "Didn't you just eat before? Why are you hungry again?"
Chi Xia looked shocked: [What did you say? What do you mean I'm hungry again? I just ate a plate of mung bean cake, a bowl of wontons and a plate of osmanthus cake. 】
That's not enough for her to eat.
Chi Xia looked at him pitifully, "I'm just hungry!"
Jun Yan put down the memorial in his hand and was about to tell Ying Si to go and have dinner with the shopkeeper when he heard someone chanting something like a sutra in his heart.
[So hungry, so hungry, so hungry, I’m really hungry, Bao Bao, hungry, rice! 】
Jun Yan: "!!!"
He had the same shocked face as Chi Xia: What did she just call me? Baby?
Is she so hungry that she is talking nonsense?
[You haven’t served me a meal yet, and I, an invincible, powerful and beautiful girl, have been starved to death. Then you won’t be the one who feels bad for me! ! 】
Humph, man!
Jun Yan silently lowered the hand he had just raised, he breathed a sigh of relief, and thought very calmly, it seems that he is not hungry, so he will be hungry for a while longer, so as not to say that I can't live without her.
Jun Yan began to write the memorial to himself again.
Chi Xia saw him raise his hand and put it down again, and his expectant eyes suddenly dimmed.
[I'm going to make a scene, I'm really going to make a scene! ! 】
She was furious in her heart, holding the pen in one hand, holding the tip of the pen in one hand, and supporting her chin in the other hand with the body of the pen. Her eyes glanced at Jun Yan from time to time, and the hints in her movements and eyes were very obvious.
【So hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry! I want to eat! I want to eat! I want to eat! ! 】
Jun Yan listened to the noisy thoughts in his ears, and finally couldn't approve the memorial. He pressed his eyebrows and raised his voice to Ying Si waiting at the door: "Ying Si, call the store to serve the meal!"
If he doesn't serve the meal, he won't want his ears today.
"Yes." Ying Si at the door couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his ears.
After listening to Jun Yan's words, Chi Xia quickly put down the pen in her hand, stared at the closed door without blinking, and placed her hands on the table, obediently, like a child waiting for food.
While waiting for the meal, Jun Yan was also ready to relax, so he simply picked up the paper Chi Xia put aside to dry the ink and looked at it.
Jun Yan glanced briefly and raised his eyebrows slightly.
I really can't tell, this woman's handwriting is quite beautiful.
Her calligraphy is not like the small regular script written by ordinary women, which is soft and small. Instead, it is powerful, straight and beautiful, with sharp edges and edges, and flowing clouds and flowing water.
Chi Xia looked at the flash of admiration in Jun Yan's eyes, and the villain in her heart jumped up and down.
[Hey, it was the first time I took a brush to write and the writing was so beautiful. I knew I was a genius! If a genius like me falls in love with you, just enjoy it secretly! 】
Jun Yan: "..."
This woman is becoming narcissistic again.
It happened that the dishes were also presented. Jun Yan casually placed the paper on the memorial that had just been marked with cinnabar, and sat down at the dining table with Chi Xia to eat.
"Wait." Jun Yan suddenly said.
Chi Xia was about to take the chopsticks and looked at him in confusion.
[Why, the food has been served and you still don’t want to let anyone eat? Man, don't play with fire! 】
Jun Yan took out his commonly used brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, soaked it in the water beside his hands and wrung it out, and said:
"Don't move, there's ink on your face."
