As soon as she entered Taixue, Cen Xijin hung her head, timidly and timidly, for fear that others would notice her unusualness.
This is a place where pure men gather. Although there are also young eunuchs... eunuchs are also half men, right? But she is a pure girl!
In fact, Cen Xijin is really worrying too much about this matter. She is useless now. Her small body is as shriveled as a bean sprout, and her face is not delicate. She really can't let people see her. Think of it with women.
After sending the second prince safely to the Guozixue school, Cen Xijin felt like a deflated ball. She thought she could enter the school with the second prince and the others when they got here, but who knew that Taixue was right about this? The control was extremely strict. School children like her were not allowed to stay in the school with their masters when they entered school. Instead, they had to go to the Guozi Tea Room to prepare tea, cakes, etc. in preparation for their masters. of unexpected needs.
However, even the second prince who had just arrived yesterday was rejected by his classmates. She, a new little eunuch who was unfamiliar with the place, how could she get along with the book boys?
Unexpectedly, the person who solved her problem turned out to be the little fat man Mu Qiwen.
Mu Qiwen didn't have a good relationship with the second prince, but he was somewhat polite to her. He dragged a tough and strong young man from behind and introduced him with a smile: "Little sweet potato, you If you don’t understand anything when you first come here, just ask my little group.”
Not far away, the second prince stood on the threshold of the Guozi Academy with a gloomy expression, seemingly watching everything calmly, but his fingers were almost digging into the door frame.
Afraid that the second prince would think too much, Cen Xijin just took a step back with a smile on his face, nodded politely and praised: "Little Skirt, uh, that's a good name!"
Hearing this, the small group of dragons and tigers suddenly darkened their faces.
Mu Qiwen waved his hands happily: "Hey, it's not the skirt, it's the crowd! His original name is Liu Qun, but for the sake of convenience, I'll call him Xiao Qunzi."
Cen Xijin was about to join in the fun when Mu Qiwen's tone suddenly rose several decibels and he greeted loudly in the distance: "Hey, the eldest prince, brother Zhiyuan, I haven't seen you for a while..."
Cen Xijin couldn't hear the words that followed. Anyway, when she heard the three words "eldest prince", her mind was already buzzing, as if her phone had been soaked in water and couldn't connect to anything.
It's all that stinky meatballs! She actually didn't tell her that the person who came to study at the Imperial Academy was the First Prince! !
Unlike Mu Qiwen, she had met the eldest prince many times, but they had never spoken to each other. After all, the eldest prince didn't talk to anyone much, but he didn't necessarily know her!
Who is she? The youngest palace maid who is known to everyone in the palace - such a famous name is really stressful for Cen Xijin.
So Cen Xijin was standing there like a shrunken turtle, fearing that the turtle's shell wouldn't be big enough to cover her.
The eldest prince looked at Cen Xijin's profile and asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, who is this? Your new book boy?"
Mu Qiwen joked with him like a joke: "Hey, it belongs to his grandmother, how can such a good book boy be mine! He belongs to your second brother!"
The eldest prince lowered his eyes calmly: "I don't know when my second brother came to study at Imperial College."
"Hey, haven't you been recuperating during this time..." After saying this, Mu Qiwen's expression tightened. Well, he said the wrong thing - the eldest prince's illness is different from that of ordinary people. At most, it was just a headache, but he was going crazy with epilepsy.
Because of this, his fellow student Ming Zhiyuan simply did not come to the Imperial Academy these days, and occasionally went to the palace to help the eldest prince untie his knot.
The eldest prince approached Cen Xijin step by step, and his cold and gloomy eyes seemed to give her a full-body X-ray: "Are you from the second brother's palace? After the second brother came back from smallpox, I was recuperating and had no time to visit him. The second brother, he can good?"
Cen Xijin smelled the bitter medicinal fragrance on his clothes, and sighed in his heart that the smell of cakes on someone's body was intoxicating!
"Everything is fine, Your Highness. Your Highness, the First Prince, is worried." When he said this, Cen Xijin did not raise his head the whole time, only looking down and counting the bricks and stones on the ground. Well, she didn't dare to look up.
On the side, Mu Qiwen, who was as big-hearted as he was, couldn't help but sigh when he saw her answer well and politely. He slapped his thigh and laughed boldly: "Grandma, you said this little eunuch who was trained in the palace is... It’s different! Compared with him, our little group of people are like crazy calves!”
"What's your name? I don't think I've seen you before. Look up." The more Cen Xijin concealed it, the more the eldest prince noticed something strange.
"I, slave, slave, little sweet potato." Cen Xijin raised his head with great difficulty, but his eyes still did not dare to look at him.
God, Tathagata, protect her from being recognized!
Mu Qiwen came to make up for it with a smile: "It's his grandma's, don't you know that? He is the younger brother of the palace maid Cen!"
The eldest prince suddenly understood and uttered one word: "Oh?"
Then he said nothing, just looked at her with a smile.
His smile hurt like needles in Cen Xijin's eyes.
At this moment, there was a slight layer of sweat on Cen Xijin's back, and her inner clothes were sticking to her body, which was very uncomfortable. She really hoped that someone wearing golden armor and walking on colorful clouds would come to save her!
Finally, the prince charming came.
"You guys, please don't torment this little eunuch. It's not kind."
Cen Xijin's heart trembled, there was such a beautiful voice in the world.
She raised her head shyly and glanced at the man——
Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.
He is so ethereal and quiet, leisurely and comfortable, like the orchid on the top of the mountain, like the thin moon at night.
As if, just like that, elegantly dressed in white, with green silk like a waterfall, standing with a smile in the cool and quiet morning, listening to the morning dew, morning light, wind chimes and the chirping of insects.
It's over. Fallen.
Cen Xijin suddenly felt that her dobutol and hormones, which had been silent for many years, began to thump, and her heartbeat jumped up and down rhythmically.
Damn, you're so handsome! So handsome and elegant! It just exploded! !
Perfect temperament! Perfect appearance! Perfect voice! He's... he's just a little bit smaller, but he's still an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, okay? You can't look at it by adult standards. The handsome boy has a lot of room for improvement.
At this time, she had thrown all the little meatballs out of her mind - what little meatballs? Who is Little Meatball?
Mu Qiwen burst into laughter on the spot: "Look, this little eunuch is stunned when he looks at Brother Zhiyuan, his grandmother! It seems that Brother Zhiyuan is not only a man-in-law who kills men and women, but also the eunuch is fascinated by you!"
After he finished laughing, Mu Qiwen was left with a scar on his balls. Oh, why is no one attracted to him... It seems that he needs to lose weight, otherwise he will not be able to seduce beautiful girls in the future. Cry.
The distraught Cen Xijin was carried to the tea room by a small group of people.
When she arrived at the tea room, she saw a group of little book boys about her age chattering non-stop, and her mind finally came to her senses.
Alas, many years of practice were finally ruined!
