The God of Fast Transmigration Comes to Assist

Chapter 158 Master Kongxuan ([-])
The girl in red is smiling like a flower, burning and touching. Presumably everyone who sees her will be overwhelmed by her smile and willing to agree to all her requests.

Chen Yiming looked at her silently, thinking silently in his heart, his eyes were changing thousands of times, but his mouth was still calm and indifferent, "The imperial concubine looks high, just call me Chen Yiming."

There was a bright light in Liuyu's eyes, and she didn't care what he said to lengthen the distance.

Clutching a corner of the clothes with her little hands, she spoke coyly and shyly, "Then, Chen, Chen Yiming, when shall we start learning?"

Chen, Yi, Ming, nice names.

A small, secret joy arose in Liuyu's heart.

"Your concubine, you can make the decision." Chen Yiming lowered his eyes, not daring to look any further, not daring to think too much.

Scarlet Tong, who secretly stood aside and quietly served as the background board, was delighted to see such a scene.

The corners of her lips curled up, and she coughed twice, "The study is ready, princess, Mr. Chen, do you want to use it now? Shall I order someone to grind the ink?"

After that, the two people moved to the study room. One was very serious and responsible in teaching, while the other was shy and did not dare to raise his head. He could only pay full attention and study more seriously.

Time passed quickly, the sky was getting dark, and Chen Yiming got up to say goodbye.

"Princess, I sent Mr. Chen away." When Fei Tong walked back to the study, Liu Yu had already stopped, nestled lazily on the wooden chair, rubbing her wrists once in a while.

"Yeah." The tone was brisk and satisfied.

Feitong raised an eyebrow and looked at her, then stood by the table and picked up the one copied by Liuyu.

Liuyu immediately raised her small chin proudly, with an expression of "quickly praise me", "How is my writing?"

Feitong deliberately frowned, "It's written, um, how should I put it, I'll take a look at it again. It should, it seems... it seems, it's okay."

Liuyu: ...

From anticipation to helplessness, Liuyu really wanted to give her a punch.

The next day Liuyu continued to copy Sanskrit.

The so-called master leads the door, and the practice lies with the individual.

After teaching Liuyu the few ancient Sanskrit characters to be learned today, she asked her to copy and learn by herself, while Chen Yiming sat at a low table with a copy of "Ksitigarbha Sutra" in his hand, with his back straight, and raised his pen from time to time. write something down.

The sky was dark, the dark clouds gathered and did not disperse, and the breeze in the small courtyard gradually picked up, bringing a bit of coolness and inspiring people to forge ahead.

Liuyu's hands were tired from writing, so she stopped to take a short break, turned her gaze to the left, and Chen Yiming was an arm's length away.

His side face is very gentle and amiable, with long eyelashes drooping and fluttering occasionally, like the wings of a butterfly, very cute.

The slender and fair hand held a black Langhao brush, the contrast was strong, and the knuckles of the hand were clearly defined and slender and perfect.

Liuyu snickered in her heart, she was really very happy.

With her elbows on the desk and her cheeks on her palms, she just stared at him with a smile.

She didn't find it annoying at all, and she was very willing to let her watch it like this all the time.

Time passed slowly, and Chen Yiming felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.

Because Liuyu's vision is really strong.

Stopping his hair, he turned his head to look over, Liuyu met his eyes and trembled.

In a hurry, she looked for her wolf hair, straightened her rice paper, and muttered something, probably she didn't know what she said.

Chen Yiming curled his lips helplessly, said nothing, lowered his head and continued to read his book.

This time, that line of sight finally disappeared.

He concentrated his attention and happened to find a sentence on the page: "If you sow melons, you will reap melons; if you sow beans, you will reap beans; if you sow the cause, you will reap the fruit."

Chen Yiming read it repeatedly in his mind.

If it is the cause, if it is the effect.

(End of this chapter)