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Hua Ye was a little dazed, the names of this series of dishes sounded familiar, as if they were exactly the same as what he reported that day.
Looking up at Xiang Nianyu, he was sitting at the desk with rice paper spread out, no different from the past, but Hua Ye's state of mind was different, a strange feeling spread down his chest, warm and itch.
"Why are you in a daze?"
Xiang Nianyu looked up, his eyes were clear, "Why don't you hurry up and grind the ink? Do you still want to eat?"
"Um?"
Hua Ye came back to his senses, his ears felt a little hot, and he stood up suddenly, "Here we come, we come."
Under Xiang Nianyu's watchful eyes, Hua Ye somehow felt awkward, and his hands and feet became awkward.
"you"
Xiang Nianyu frowned, looked at Hua Ye's hands and feet, and burst out laughing, "This hungry person won't even walk?"
Hua Ye showed embarrassment, and quickly corrected himself. He never thought about this anxiety, but became more and more unable to walk, and almost tripped himself.
Xiang Nianyu held back a smile and looked at Hua Ye who had gone through thousands of dangers to the desk, and pointed to the inkstone, "Grind the ink, the meal will be delivered in a while."
Hua Ye blushed, feeling ashamed, quickly lowered her head, and tried her best to turn all her attention to grinding ink.
The surroundings became quiet.
One person grinds ink, and the other writes.
Relatively speechless, but not feeling embarrassed.
On the contrary, the atmosphere is very harmonious, which makes people calm down slowly.
Hua Ye rubbed his head for a while, then sneakily raised his head to take a look at Xiang Nianyu's handwriting. It was neat and beautiful. Although there was a bit of flamboyance in the details, it was already extremely neat, and every stroke seemed to be excerpting regular script.
In the past, Hua Ye had never seen Xiang Nianyu write such neat words, all of which were flamboyant, but he could still understand them, hiding a sense of domineering. It's completely different from his. His body has always been thin, neat and rigid, revealing forbearance and restraint.
After looking at it for a while, I couldn't help asking curiously, "What is this?"
Xiang Nianyu didn't look up, and replied while writing, "These days, the detailed explanation of the homework taught by the master."
"What are you writing this for?" Hua Ye asked again.
Xiang Nianyu raised his pen and dipped some ink, "It's easy to understand."
Hua Ye has been training Firefox these days, so she missed some lessons. Although she has studied some in private, Xiang Nianyu's writing is still a bit rough and difficult to understand.
Afraid that Xiang Nianyu would look down on him, he didn't ask any more questions, just said "oh" in a low voice, and concentrated on grinding the ink, occasionally peeking at it.
Secretly shocked, but also secretly reasoning in his heart, trying to understand what Xiang Nianyu wrote.
There was a "dong dong" knock on the door, accompanied by the sharp voice of the little eunuch, "His Royal Highness, the meal is over."
Without raising his head, Xiang Nianyu ordered, "Send it in."
The little eunuch should have been lying on the door and listening with his ears up. Xiang Nianyu's voice was not loud, as flat as a straight line that would never bend in a day, but as soon as the words fell, the little eunuch responded with "†ø". Hua Ye couldn't help being surprised.
The palace ladies came in with delicious food, and filled the whole table with delicious food. The fragrance of various dishes was mixed together, not confusing, but tempting.
The little eunuch stood aside, waiting for instructions.
Xiang Nianyu waved his hands casually, "Go out."
The little eunuch looked up at Hua Ye, bit his lip, said "†ø", and walked out slowly.
Not only Hua Ye, but he also noticed that this time the meal was the same as last time. It seems that Hua Ye is getting more and more important in the heart of His Royal Highness, so how can he still have his place in the past?
With the door closed, the cold air blowing into the room will be a little less, but there are ice cubes in the room and a fan is running, so the cold air outside the room seems hot and dry.
Hua Ye was still grinding the ink. Although he was swallowing his saliva over and over again, Xiang Nianyu didn't speak, and he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only purse his lips and grind the ink absent-mindedly.
Xiang Nianyu's pen moved slightly, as if he was thinking about how to write next, paused for a moment, looked up at the absent-minded ink that Dazzling Ye was grinding, and curled the corners of his mouth.
"Go and eat."
Hua Ye paused, a little in disbelief, but unwilling to show her impatience, so she held back, pretending not to care, and declined, "The prince wants to write, so I will grind the ink here."
Xiang Nianyu raised his eyebrows, and was not surprised by Hua Ye's answer. He always restrained himself like this, holding it intentionally or unintentionally, as if?It has become a habit.
Thinking of the white jade whistle in the brocade box, his hands scratched by Firefox, and his gurgling stomach, Xiang Nianyu didn't play tricks on him, but reassured him.
"I'm already absent-minded. It's useless to keep you grinding ink here. There's enough ink. Go ahead and eat it, so you won't be an eyesore here."
Hua Ye suppressed his joy, "Your Highness won't eat it? It doesn't taste good when it's cold."
Xiang Nianyu dipped some ink and continued to write, "No, I won't eat dinner."
Hua Ye let out a disgruntled "Oh", put down the ink stick, walked quickly to the table, sat down slowly, looked at the table full of food, swallowed, but did not move.
Xiang Nianyu said helplessly from behind, "Eat."
Hua Ye responded solemnly, and deliberately chose a seat with his back facing Xiang Nianyu. When he heard the order, he finally couldn't help but started eating. Because his back was facing Xiang Nianyu, he ate a little more recklessly. , left one, right one, two-way start.
Xiang Nianyu devoted himself to writing this poem, understanding and analyzing it, without being influenced by Hua Ye in the slightest. Occasionally, when he was dipping in ink, he would look up, smile helplessly, and continue writing.
After writing about a dozen sheets, Xiang Nianyu put down the brush, spread out the rice paper, dried it, and carefully checked what he had written. After confirming that it was correct, he got up.
Hua Ye was getting carried away with eating, he was a bit restrained before, but after eating, he lost his appearance, although he was considered elegant, he was still rude.
When Xiang Nianyu came over, Hua Ye didn't respond at all. It wasn't until Xiang Nianyu sat opposite Hua Ye that Hua Ye realized that the big elbow in his hand almost fell off.
Seeing Xiang Nianyu's probing gaze, Hua Ye choked suddenly, stuck in his throat, unable to get up or down. Cho's face was flushed red, with a circle of red around his neck.
"Umuh"
Unable to speak, I could only put down my big elbow and pat my chest vigorously.
Xiang Nianyu frowned, feeling weird, but when he found out what was going on, he laughed mercilessly.
This smile made Hua Ye even more embarrassed, and the thing got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get it out. This also made him more anxious, and the strength of patting his chest became stronger and stronger, almost to the rhythm of patting himself to death.
Seeing his appearance, Xiang Nianyu wanted to laugh but felt a little sympathetic. He pursed his lips, finally stopped laughing, got up, walked behind Hua Ye, and slapped him hard. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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