MTL - The Female Supporting Role is Super Strong But Took the Love Brain Script-Chapter 135

Xiaobai finally failed to take off the red socks. He thought that Shen Yiling was the angel who could save him, but the truth was that she was another devil. After seeing that the little man under the socks struggled to the top of his feet because of his struggle, Shen Yiling walked over and helped him adjust the angle of the socks very intimately.

Then he patted its head: "Don't move around, there is an essential difference between stepping on a villain and being stepped on by a villain. If you encounter a goose after a bad year, we can't help you."

noob:"…"

It looked at the top of its own feet incomprehensibly, and really didn't dare to move. But vaguely it felt as if it had been deceived. As long as it has a kindergarten diploma, it should not be blamed for wearing these socks on its feet now.

After "pacifying" Xiao Bai, Shen Yiling found Rong Qi in a lounge vacated downstairs.

This lounge was originally intended to be used as a storage room, but it was more than enough for Shen Yiling and the two to put their things in their own room. This empty room faces south, and when the sun shines in, it is bright and warm. , So Shen Yiling very simply changed this room into a study.

There is a large bookcase against the wall, a lazy sofa beside the floor-to-ceiling window, and a desk that can seat several people next to the sofa with its back to the window. Rong Qi was standing in front of the table at this time. He didn't wear a coat. He only wore a thicker, looser off-white sweater in the warm and comfortable room. He rolled up his sleeves to his arm, revealing a thin forearm, and he could vaguely see light blue blood vessels under his fair skin.

A red couplet paper was spread neatly on the table.

Shen Yiling took it to the door casually, and looked over curiously. There is also an A4 piece of paper next to the Spring Festival couplet paper, on which is written in different fonts the couplet "Thousands of joys in a prosperous age, a hundred families are new in the Chinese New Year. A thousand-year-old welcomes the New Year, and a year of prosperity in Ruixue..."

She took the piece of paper and took a closer look, and boasted very sincerely: "Your handwriting is really beautiful." Whether it's cursive or cursive, people can see it from every stroke and every stroke. The control of the force by the writer.

"Thank you." Rong Qi raised his head and smiled at her, and explained in a warm voice: "I learned calligraphy from Taifu for a long time when I was young, and after I was thirteen years old, I helped my father and emperor to appraise the memorial together. Being blamed by the royal father, after a long time, I have my own font."

Before the Rong Kingdom died, those who had more contacts with Rong Qi were the literati and elegant scholars in Kyoto. Most of them were born in scholarly families and received good education since childhood. As the crown prince, Rong Xi certainly couldn't lose to any of them, so when the other princes were having fun, he was learning calligraphy and martial arts. Even if his condition worsened a little later, he had to stand up and do these things before resting. .

Everyone praised him, saying that he was a well-deserved son of the heavens, but only he himself knew how much effort he had put in and how much pain he had endured for this sentence.

What Rong Xi has heard the most over the years is compliments, and the more he hears it, the more immune he becomes. It's just that when he hears Shen Yiling say that his words are good-looking now, his feeling is different.

Take a closer look at the A4 paper, it seems to be really pretty?

When he came out of the supermarket, Rong Qi took a brush and a bottle of ink. Shen Yiling thought that writing a Spring Festival couplet didn't require very good materials, but now it seems that such a simple tool is not suitable for him.

Without hesitation, Shen Yiling found a set of pens from her panel, an inkstone made of ink and jade, and a black and shiny ink stick. If I remember correctly, this was given to her by the daughter of the Hou family. Since the last time she helped her save face at the flower viewing banquet, Zhou Jiaojiao's temperament has changed drastically. Learn to appreciate flowers and write poetry.

The Mistress of Hou House is a favorite daughter, and she is very happy to see her become so sensible. All kinds of fine pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and collection of books are sent to the house without money. Zhou Jiaojiao was afraid of wasting so many things, so she sent a set to Shen Yiling from time to time.

"It's just to write a couplet, it doesn't need to be so good." Seeing Shen Yiling eagerly helping with writing and grinding, Rong Qi made a sound to stop: "I can't use so much ink..."

Shen Yiling didn't pay much attention to him, and only focused on studying the ink stick in her hand: "I won't waste what I can use."

Rong Xi didn't want to spoil her, so he didn't say anything more.

It was only in the next few hours that he knew what she meant by not wasting.

The two of them had a very tacit understanding of what it means to work together with men and women without getting tired. Shen Yiling helped to lay out the Spring Festival couplets paper, and Rong Qi dipped the pen in ink and began to write. After writing a line, Shen Yiling quickly changed to another sheet of paper, followed by a horizontal batch.

It only takes less than ten minutes for a Spring Festival couplet to start writing.

After writing three pictures in a row and emptying a pack of red paper for Spring Festival couplets, Rong Xi finally stopped writing and looked at the new paper on the table and was silent for two seconds.

He turned his head and glanced at the girl beside him who was going to polish the ink again, and his thin lips pursed lightly: "Yi Ling, I can't finish writing so much."

The villa has a front door and a back door. Even if the garage door is also attached, it only takes three Spring Festival couplets.

Rong Qi felt the need to remind Shen Yiling, who knew that she not only did not stop but also accelerated her movements: "I told a few friends just now that I want to give them some special products at home."

specialty?

I only saw her buying New Year's goods just now, and there were no specialties among them.

Rong Xi didn't follow her train of thought for a while: "Are you going out to buy something? I'll accompany you."

Shen Yiling paused for a moment, seeing that he wanted to put down the pen, she couldn't help hooking her lips, and then she pushed the inkstone beside her: "You don't need to buy it, you just need to do more."

"…"

Rong Qi finally realized that the specialty she was talking about was the Spring Festival couplets he wrote. For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or be helpless.

He said nothing, and clenched the pen in his hand resignedly.

After a heavy rain, the dark clouds outside scattered a lot.

The cool air had a bit of water vapor mixed with the smell of earth.

When Yu Mengtang came, she brought a small suitcase. She went to buy some fresh fruit, and also took several stacks of Spring Festival couplets that Shen Yiling called and asked her to bring.

The door was opened by Shen Yiling, and Yu Mengtang felt strange when she handed over the things in her hand: "Why do you want so much blank red paper?"

"You'll find out later." Shen Yiling smiled and pushed the person towards the kitchen again, "Help me to see the soup in the pot. If the ribs are all simmered, sprinkle a little salt."

As soon as she finished speaking, she had already run away in the direction of the study.

Yu Mengtang: "…"

If I remember correctly, did Shen Yiling invite her over as a guest? In the end, she first helped her to go to the supermarket, and she had to go to the kitchen to do things when she got home...

Is what she did as a guest really reliable?

"quack"

I was debating whether to put the suitcase first or go to the kitchen first, when suddenly there was a faint sound of goose chirping in my ears.

Yu Mengtang lowered her head and saw a big white goose walking crooked and twisted. It has snow-white feathers all over its body, and it can be seen that the owner has raised it well, but it is no longer as fast as before.

Because it has a pair of bright red socks tied to its feet.

The corners of Yu Mengtang's mouth twitched: "What did your master wear for you?"

"Quack quack!" Xiaobai complained in tears.

So Yu Mengtang, who still thought that Shen Yiling was not very reliable just now, felt that she was even more unreliable now.

Putting socks on the goose was something she could think of.

It's a pity that Yu Mengtang didn't know, this time she really misunderstood Shen Yiling.

The 0013 female supporting group really still received the "specialty" sent by Shen Yiling on the eve of Chinese New Year.

The first one received was of course Rong Orange.

When she got this Spring Festival couplet, she was with Shadow. Coincidentally, there was also a long piece of paper in front of the table where Shadow was standing, and on it was written the five characters of "Long and Peaceful Years".

Rong Cheng couldn't help but envy when he saw the words, and bluntly said that he wanted to stick it on the wall outside his house.

Although there was no expression on Shadow's face, the smile in his eyes could not be hidden. He didn't say anything, just silently took out another piece of paper and wrote a horizontal comment.

Rong Cheng didn't like reading very much when she was a child, and she was also naughty. The queen gave her homework, but she secretly read the book, and finally had to rely on Rong Xi's secret help to get through. Therefore, although she has learned a lot over the years, her characters are as quirky and playful as her people.

On the contrary, Shadow's temperament is more similar to Rong Xi. He was brought out by Rong Qi from an abandoned alley. At that time, he was only seven years old. He was beaten for stealing from a wealthy family and only had half his life left.

He still remembered that it was winter, and the snow fell on his face with bone-piercing coldness. He could vaguely hear a shallow cough in his ears, and when he struggled to open his eyes, he could barely see a man in a Chinese dress squatting in front of him. A young man dressed in pink and carved jade. The boy looked younger than him, and his immature face showed maturity that his peers didn't have, and he didn't smile.

Ling Fengzhong Shadow heard the young man in front of him ask in a low voice, "Are you going to come with me?"

Shadow didn't know where to go, but the alley was so stinky and the ground was too cold, he finally vomited blood and said yes.

As soon as his voice fell, a figure appeared out of nowhere, and simply picked him up and swept up the fence.

For the next few years, the shadow followed this man who suddenly appeared. At this time, he realized that the child who saved him was actually the current crown prince, and the training he received now was to be able to do things for the crown prince in the future.

When he first started training, Shadow couldn't hold on. He would always ask the left and right guardian Fa Rong Qi if he had said anything when he rescued him. For example, he hoped that he would work hard and take him by his side in the future. if.

The two looked at him and said, "The crown prince said that if you dare to steal again, he will personally interrupt your hand."

shadow:"…"

Later, the shadow slowly learned that the guardians of the left and right were once the emperor's people, and were later sent to protect the crown prince. Among the dark guards, the younger ones were rescued by Rong Xi from various places, and those who came earlier than him were much later, and he was just one of them.

The crown prince is surrounded by dangers, every three or five brothers will die, and new people will be sent. Shadow is not afraid of death. He is a person who has already died once. It is with this tenacity that he is not afraid of death. At the age of fourteen, he became the dark guard beside Rong Xi, and he became him two years later. confidant, and began to help him with various affairs of his men.

Shadow lived until he was twenty years old, and lived a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, but he didn't feel that life was hard. As long as he could do things for the Lord, it would be worth it no matter how much he paid.

Rong Cheng received the red envelope from Shen Yiling, and just wanted to show off with Shadow, when he saw a man dressed in dark red looking down and thinking deeply.

She frowned, reached out and pushed him: "Shadow, what are you thinking?"

Shadow came back to his senses. He shook his head and whispered, "It's nothing, where do you want to post the couplet? I'll post it for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Rong Cheng's expression became beaming: "No need, the group owner sent me the Spring Festival couplets, which were written by the emperor himself." She took out the two Spring Festival couplets from the panel and sighed softly. Said: "When I was in the palace, the emperor never wrote the Spring Festival couplet by himself, and I don't know how the group leader persuaded him."

But soon she was happy again, no matter what, she received the Spring Festival couplets written by the imperial brother.

She handed the Spring Festival couplet in her hand to Shadow, and cautiously said, "Let's stick this one. Just stick it on the wall at the door of my house, and it must be straight."

Shadow took the couplet from her hand, looked down at the one she wrote on the table before the ink was dry, and couldn't help but ask, "What about the one I wrote, didn't the princess say that it would be posted outside?"

"Yes, but I prefer what the emperor wrote."

Rong Cheng only struggled for two seconds: "I remember Ah Ying said that he also wanted a couplet, why don't you give it to Ah Ying? I believe Ah Ying will be very happy!"

A Ying is another secret guard of Rong Qi, and he has been protecting Rong Cheng in the mansion recently. This person's personality is carefree, with a little baby fat, and he doesn't look like a dark guard with blood on his hands.

Thinking of that little brother who was smiling

Shadow: "...that's all."

What does he want Ah Ying to do? For that reckless man who doesn't even know a few words, he thinks it might be better to let this Spring Festival couplet grow ashes under his bed.

Rong Cheng said "Oh", she didn't notice Shadow's mood too much, she opened the panel and chatted with Shen Yiling happily.

Shadow was devastated.

Looking at her ignorant appearance, her heart seemed to have been soaked in diluted lemonade, and the Spring Festival couplets in her hands seemed to become heavy at some point.

For the first time in his life, he wanted to throw away the Lord's things.

He also thought, when will the princess be more determined to choose him?

On the other side, Dai Lanqin, who was refining medicine, also received the same Spring Festival couplets. When she took out several festive pieces of paper from the panel, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes.

This is the first time she has received such a gift, or when she thought she was going to spend another cold and quiet year.

When she was the daughter of a minister, the Chinese New Year was actually very lively at home. Red lanterns are hung on the door of the house and red couplets are posted. The servants are all smiles because they are rewarded by the host. Even the snacks they eat every day are better than usual.

Dai Lanqin likes to celebrate the New Year. Every time at this time, her mother, who usually treats her very harshly, will make her veil and carry her to the Lantern Festival with many people. It was the most festive and lively scene she had ever seen as a child.

It's a pity that she was too young to remember at that time, and when she was older, all she could feel was pain. It is also New Year's Day in Tianyaogu, but only the doctors are happy. At most, these medicine servants are less tortured by poison in these few days.

In addition to the Spring Festival couplets, Shen Yiling also sent some New Year's goods bought by herself, such as vacuum-packed sausage, ham, sun-dried eel, etc. Despite the simplicity of these things, they actually taste very good and are very convenient to handle.

Dai Lanqin, who received the things, anxiously wanted to return the gift. After controlling the heat of the alchemy furnace, she hurried out of the room.

"Pei Siyu! Why haven't the herbs you digged up yet?"

As the clear female voice fell, Pei Siyu, who was digging for herbs, shook his hand, and the fresh and tender Codonopsis leaf in his hand was broken. When he stiffened, he subconsciously hid the broken leaf on his hand behind him.

Unfortunately, it was too late, Dai Lanqin narrowed his eyes and saw it.

Her pretty face froze, and she rushed towards Pei Siyu aggressively, "How many times have you talked about it! Now what else can you use to pay for my medicinal materials?!"

Pei Siyu squatted in the medicine field and subconsciously wanted to run.

Ever since he was rescued by Dai Lanqin from the last injury, he has stayed here and didn't want to leave. He was reluctant to leave when his subordinates secretly searched for him many times, and he didn't know why. He didn't feel good about it.

The life here is completely different from that in the palace. There are no delicate and varied meals here. On weekdays, you have to have a rough meal with Dai Lanqin. If he wants to live here, he has to work hard. He can get used to the rough work of carrying water, pouring peanuts, and cooking, but it is difficult for him to work hard such as digging for herbs.

Dai Lanqin grows some precious herbs, the roots are intricate and intricate, some will die if they hurt a little leaf or tendon, and some will become sluggish after being placed in a pot.

Pei Siyu is most afraid of two sentences every day. One is that Dai Lanqin asked him to work in the medicine field, and the other is that Dai Lanqin scolded him for planting a few more herbs.

Anticipating that Dai Lanqin was going to get angry again, Pei Siyu sighed in his heart, but he still didn't escape after thinking about it. If she ran away even more angry and wanted to drive herself away, it would be worth the loss.

So Pei Siyu watched as Dai Lanqin ran to the medicine field, and she was about to go inside as soon as her skirt was mentioned.

He tried to stop: "Why don't I go out? Don't get your skirt dirty..."

Dai Lanqin ignored him.

Codonopsis of the Ming Dynasty is a very precious medicinal material, which has the functions of moistening the lungs and resolving phlegm, nourishing the stomach, calming the liver and detoxifying. Dai Lanqin also thought of sending her a few plants after knowing this. As long as you keep it well, it is not that difficult to achieve the wild effect.

It's just that the originally complete Ming Codonopsis ginseng has now been left without roots and leaves by Pei Siyu.

Because she was thinking about ginseng, Dai Lanqin didn't notice that there was still a small shovel that Pei Siyu used up on the ground. She stepped on it inadvertently. As soon as he twisted it, he fell to the pile of herbs next to him.

"Be careful!"

Pei Siyu's expression changed suddenly, he grabbed Dai Lanqin's hand and abruptly led the person in a different direction. Afraid that someone would get hurt, he stretched out his hand to pick it up, and in the end he fell into a pile of dirt, but the people on him were fine.

Hearing Pei Siyu groaning under her own pressure, Dai Lanqin's angry expression turned back, and she couldn't help but concerned: "Are you alright, did it hurt your wound?" The wound she was talking about was Pei. The wounds that Si Yu left when he was chased before.

Pei Siyu has practiced martial arts all the year round. Don't look at his fine skin and tender flesh. In fact, his physical fitness is very good. What are the wounds on his chest?

However, Dai Lanqin's vaguely concerned expression made him very useful.

He put his hands around her waist vacantly, frowned and pretended to snort a few times, his voice seemed to be weak: "I'm sorry, you are hurting me."

Dai Lanqin's brow furrowed even tighter, but her worried eyes turned into worry when she saw the position where Pei Siyu's hand was covering her. She calmly stretched out her other hand and pressed it on his waist. There had been more serious knife wounds there, a bit more serious than the sword wound to his chest.

She exerted a little force on her hand, but there was no obvious change in Pei Siyu's expression. At this time, there is nothing she doesn't understand, the so-called pain is just pretending!

She got up from him angrily, kicked him on his calf mercilessly, and scolded coldly: "You can act! The position of your injury is an inch lower than the place where you are clutching, how can I I don't know when your heart was hurt?"

Seeing Dai Lanqin's displeased expression, Pei Siyu knew that he had screwed up, and he didn't dare to lie down any longer, so he sat up and followed Dai Lanqin out of the medicine field obediently. Dai Lanqin didn't want to look at him, so he followed her with his head down, obedient and sensible.

"Don't be angry, I didn't lie. When you murdered me just now, my heart was stuffy and uncomfortable." Pei Siyu habitually wanted to pull the corner of her clothes, but out of the corner of his eye he saw that his hand was stained with He lowered his hand again when the soil was broken, and his voice became more innocent: "Although I accidentally broke a leaf of Codonopsis pilosula, I just grabbed you and saved more ginseng and other herbs. Don't get angry when I'm making up for what I've done, okay?"

When Pei Siyu lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes, she was completely non-aggressive, making people feel that it wasn't him who did the wrong thing. Even though Dai Lanqin has almost figured out his temperament now, he can't help but soften his heart when he sees him like this.

For some reason, he still felt that there was some shadow of that person between his eyebrows.

During this period of time, because there are more people around who have been in trouble, Dai Lanqin thinks of Pei Zhili less and less, and now she suddenly thinks that her chest still feels like a needle stick.

"Forget it." She turned her head to hide the emotion on her face, and waved to the person following her, "Go wash your hands, and come help me paste the couplets after washing."

Hearing her say this, the corners of Pei Siyu's mouth suddenly raised, and she laughed a little with a faint dimple: "Okay!"

The well in Dai Lanqin's house was behind the house. Pei Siyu took a small shovel from the medicine field and walked behind the house, but just as he was about to get a bucket for water, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

The man respectfully knelt down on one knee and called out, "Second Prince."

"Well, get up." Pei Siyu's expression subsided, and the eyes that were still smiling just now were only cold and disgusting: "Why are you here again?"

The dark guard noticed Pei Siyu's displeasure, and quickly stood up and took the bucket in his hand, while smashing the bucket down the well, he respectfully said: "The imperial concubine asked you when to go back. Recently, the emperor's dragon has been ill. The prince has already begun to touch the affairs of the government, and the imperial concubine is worried—"

Pei Siyu carefully washed his fingers in the water he poured, and he washed the mud from his fingers little by little, his expression was a bit more sarcastic than before: "I'm worried, I'm worried that the crown prince will become the emperor. Is it? The concubine's worry is too much, Pei Zhili is the prince, and it is only a matter of time when he succeeds to the throne."

The dark guard lowered his head: "But the second prince, your talent and strategy are not inferior to the prince..."

More than not, there is no difference in the attitude of the Holy Master to the prince and the second prince today. Although Pei Zhili's identity is higher than Pei Siyu's, he is conservative in his thinking and cannot make the best decisions on many national events. On the contrary, Pei Siyu dares to think and do things, from the problem of the common people's farmland drought, up to He had already helped the emperor come up with a lot of good ideas in the war of the neighboring country's invasion, which was why Pei Zhili tried every means to kill him.

Before the dark guard could finish speaking, Pei Siyu raised his hand and interrupted: "We will discuss this matter later. When I deal with Lan Qin's matter, I will go to see the queen in person."

After taking the handkerchief handed over by the dark guard and wiping his hands, he asked again, "How is the investigation I asked you to investigate?"

"I found some." Thinking of the identity of Dai Lanqin that he found out, the dark guard frowned quietly: "She was originally the daughter of the Dai family. More than ten years ago, the Dai family angered the emperor, and the men were beheaded by the whole family and the women were exiled. On the way to the frontier, Dai Lanqin encountered an accident and was taken to Tianyao Valley to become a medicine servant."

"My subordinate went to Tianyao Valley to investigate, and the medicine servants are the lowest existence there. Many medicine servants are rotten and stinky, and the face is also terrible. To replace the girl..." The dark guard wanted to say Dai Lanqin's face He was also flawed, but when he saw his master's icy eyes, he was shocked and immediately took the words back.

Pei Siyu threw the small shovel into the water and washed it a little absent-mindedly: "It came out of Tianyao Valley, no wonder she easily untied the poison on my body."

It's no wonder that she always thinks of turning herself into a medicine servant. When she thinks that Dai Lanqin has suffered so much, Pei Siyu feels a little uncomfortable. She was the most cold-blooded and ruthless person in the past, but now she feels bad for one. It is a woman who has been with him for more than a month.

The dark guard didn't notice Pei Siyu's strangeness, and he continued to report: "According to the people in Tianyao Valley, Dai Lanqin sneaked out a few years ago, and his subordinates followed the direction she ran out and asked all the way. , found that she spent half a year in Chengzhou two and a half years ago. And Dai Lanqin is proficient in the art of disguising."

There is no need for the dark guard to make it too clear, Pei Siyu has already made a lot of things right.

Two and a half years ago, Pei Zhili went to a small county near Chengzhou to rescue disasters. I heard that he was assassinated in the county at that time and disappeared. The emperor and empress were furious and beheaded several related derelicts.

Everyone thought that His Royal Highness the Prince was more fortunate than good. Who knew that he would appear in Kyoto again a few months later. Except for the things he carried with him, he was very good. It was a gentle and beautiful woman who saved him, but at that time, his eyes could not see clearly because of the poison, so he could only clearly identify an outline.

In the end, he also found the woman who saved him, who is the current crown princess.

Pei Siyu frowned: "You suspect that Lan Qin is the one who saved Pei Zhili, so who is the Crown Princess?"

Anwei thought for a few seconds before saying: "It's true that the Crown Princess was in Chengzhou for the past two years. Although not many people knew her, they still found one or two subordinates. They said that the Crown Princess was not that skilled at all at that time. Her medical skills can at most be able to go up the mountain to dig some herbs and sell them for money according to the blueprints. Although the current crown princess also treats and saves people, no one has ever seen her develop poisons or refine any kind of medicine. mate."

The more the dark guard said, the tighter Pei Siyu's brows became, and finally the handle of the small shovel was almost bent by him.

He has always known that Dai Lanqin is skilled in medicine. She can easily unravel the poison on his body. After using her medicine, the injury will heal faster than usual.

It's just that he never thought that she might have used the same superb medical skills to save Pei Zhili.

It turns out that sometimes it is not an illusion that she is looking at others through herself.

If the real Crown Princess Pei Zhili wants to marry is Dai Lanqin, and the person Dai Lanqin really likes is Pei Zhili, what should he do? What is their relationship with each other during this period of time?

"Second prince, what should we do? If the young lady is also the prince, will we help her?" The dark guard asked in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a gloomy look from Pei Siyu, and even his voice was sharp: "You dare!"

The dark guard was startled.

With a cold face, Pei Siyu kicked the bucket on the ground with one kick.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Since the Crown Princess likes this position so much, you should help her. Their wedding is still a few months away. Go help her and let her marry the Crown Prince earlier."

"As for Lan Qin." He snorted coldly and said with disdain, "Pei Zhili is not worthy of her."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the house. After taking two steps, he felt that he had forgotten something. Then he came back to pick up the small shovel on the ground and shook the water on it.

Looking at the back of his departure, the dark guard quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He only knew that the second prince was terrifying when he was angry, but he never thought that Dai Lanqin would make him show such an expression. Thinking of the coldness around him when he said that the prince was Dai Lanqin's favorite person, he calmly raised his hand and rubbed his arm.

At this moment, he knew Dai Lanqin's position in the heart of the second prince.

After carefully picking up the bucket on the ground and putting it away, the dark guard jumped up on the eaves.

When he returned to the front room, the expression on Pei Siyu's face had cleared up, and he had returned to the simplicity of facing Dai Lanqin, but there were still some traces of unhappiness between his eyebrows.

"It's so slow, I thought you fell into the well." Dai Lanqin didn't pay much attention to his expression, and handed him the Spring Festival couplet in his hand: "Take it and stick it, two inches away from the door, don't stick it. bend."

Pei Siyu took the Spring Festival couplet unhappily, and he was relieved after confirming that the words on it were not Pei Zhili, but his voice was a little aggrieved: "I thought I fell into the well and didn't see you come to save me. Who wrote this? Words? It's ugly."

"..." Dai Lanqin gave him a neurotic look, then pulled him over, pinched his cheek and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Pei Siyu's face was pinched, and he muttered while chewing: "What did you eat for me?"

Dai Lanqin didn't look at him, just glanced at the Spring Festival couplet: "Healing eyes."

Pei Siyu: "..."

He almost couldn't help tearing the piece of paper in his hand!

Rong Xi, who was far away, didn't know that the Spring Festival couplets he wrote caused him a lot of hatred.

His hand was a little sore when he wrote too much, but Shen Yiling said that there were more than a dozen friends who hadn't received gifts yet.

So he didn't dare to complain and could only continue to write.

Xiaobai probably felt that he was being squeezed by telepathy. Originally it had been squatting in the living room, and then came to the study. Rong Qi had been writing the Spring Festival couplets in front of the desk for a long time, and it had been around him with its head held high for a long time, dressed in Its red socks.

The author says:

The next chapter should start with Xiaorong's line, and then there will be more Xiaorong's plot~

Of course, more than 10