Only this green, not disappointing the spring

So, sometimes a person seems to be covered with thorns, but in fact it is just an illusion of self-protection.

Shangguan Qingyue had also experienced the feeling of being at the end of her rope, in her previous life and in this life as well. Therefore, she inevitably felt compassion.

He sighed, then said:

"Since Mr. Liu is so frank, I have no reason to refuse.

However, let's throw away books like "Nujie". The content of our girls' class is exactly the same as that of the boys' class. The purpose is to learn to read and understand, and to have more opportunities for future development.

It is normal for women to get married, but it cannot be their lifelong wish. If it is not out of necessity, I think no one wants to be a dodder forever. Life is not easy, so you should always live for yourself once. "

Live for yourself? Liu murmured, as if savoring the meaning of these words.

After a long while, she finally raised her head, smiled with tears in her eyes and said:

"I didn't expect Miss Shangguan to be so open-minded at such a young age. How can I be your husband? I am really ashamed."

Xuanyuan Yan crossed his arms and nodded slightly, thinking that this woman was quite self-aware. The other party had already said so much, and he didn't know if this girl understood it.

She actually dared to reject me. I don’t know who gave her the courage. Humph!

"As the sage said, 'When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher.' Sir, you are too kind. My talent is ordinary and not as good as you think. When you see my poor handwriting, you will know that I am not being modest."

Shangguan Qingyue was very helpless, what she said was all the truth!

The brush holder is so long and the tip is so soft. How can she, who is not even used to using a fountain pen, control it?

Liu covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Miss Shangguan is such a wonderful person. I'm sure your family has always doted on you. It's really enviable."

"Sir, you can just call me Ruoxi. The name Miss Shangguan sounds awkward and too unfamiliar to me.

From tomorrow on, you will be teaching the students. The blackboard on the classroom wall will not be usable until seven days later. I will then explain its function to you in detail."

The heavy stone that was weighing on Liu's heart was finally removed. She breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed and said goodbye.

After the people left, Shangguan Qingyue clearly noticed that Xuanyuan Yan was in a bad mood. Although he looked calm on the surface, she felt that he was angry.

As for the reason for her anger, it is completely unknown. It is said that women's hearts are as deep as the sea, and in her opinion, some narrow-minded men are no less so.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly felt a familiar pain in her hand. When she looked up, she met Xuanyuan Yan's eyes, which were as deep as a pool.

Tsk, it’s so cold!

He immediately smiled cheekily and said:

"Don't be angry, sir. I will play it right away. However, the chanting and kneading techniques in this piece of "Xiaoxiang Water and Clouds" are very complicated. My fingertips are almost worn out, but I still can't get it right."

As she spoke, she stretched out her left ring finger for him to see, and sure enough, blood had seeped out from the left edge of the nail.

Xuanyuan Yan directly grabbed her hand and looked at it carefully, frowning and said:

"How foolish! Are you playing the piano or picking cotton? Why do you need so much strength? The key to playing the piano is to be relaxed and moderate, and to have the feeling of using only a little force to move a great object.

Just like this…”

He grabbed Shangguan Qingyue's hand and placed it on the strings. He replaced the ring finger with the middle finger to press the strings. He plucked the strings with his right hand and demonstrated chanting, rubbing, moving and adding with his left hand. The series of movements were smooth and elegant.

The sound of the piano is sometimes unrestrained and rich, sometimes lingering and sad, and every sound touches the heart.

Shangguan Qingyue's left hand was pressed on the strings of the zither, but she did not feel any pain from beginning to end.

After a short while, Xuanyuan Yan realized that it was inappropriate for him to hold the little girl's hand like this. He immediately put his hands behind his back unnoticeably and rubbed his slightly sore back.

Shangguan Qingyue did not notice anything unusual, but raised his left hand up in a daze, looking around repeatedly. At the same time, he made a sound of "tsk tsk tsk":

"Oh my, my left hand seems to be infused with divine energy. How come it has suddenly become so obedient? It was so awkward to slide the strings just a moment ago!"

She looked at Xuanyuan Yan with sparkling eyes, her cheeks showing cat-like wrinkles as she smiled, and said:

"Sir, your teaching method is so good. I will play it for you now!"

Xuanyuan Yan couldn't help but rub his left hand behind his back repeatedly, and his ears turned slightly red, but he concealed it all very well and no one noticed anything unusual.

Except for the guards who followed him all year round.

When he held Shangguan Qingyue's hand and played the zither, several people's jaws almost dropped to the ground in astonishment. They even couldn't help but rub their eyes hard, and couldn't believe that the person in front of them was the "cold-faced jade master" they had been with for many years.

The title of 'Cold-faced Jade Young Master' is widely circulated among the young ladies of the major families in Kyoto, and it is definitely not a random fabrication by them.

One can imagine what kind of behavior the master usually has.

As the sky gradually darkened, Shangguan Qingyue was about to say goodbye and leave when Xuanyuan Yan suddenly said:

"Wait. Give me a piece of your best handwriting tomorrow. I want to see what this dog-crawling handwriting looks like."

Little Shitou was laughing so hard that he fell backwards. His stomach ached a little and he had to cover it with his hands.

Shangguan Qingyue picked up the little guy from the ground and held him in her arms, saying expressionlessly:

"Okay, stop laughing so recklessly. You might get a stomachache and miss dinner."

"I, I'm not mocking you, Ruoxi. We're the same. Isn't my handwriting also like a dog's crawl? Hahaha, I just think it's so funny!"

"Please, sir..."

"Sir! You should just call me Sir. I don't like young master."

Not understanding why this person was so fickle, Shangguan Qingyue couldn't help but ask:

"But you are not..."

"After returning to the capital, do you think you can see me so easily? There is no but, just call me like this in the village. Someone will take the zither away, so you can go back now!"

That's true. It's impossible for a little official lady like her to easily meet the Third Prince.

On the way home, Xiao Shitou, who was lying quietly in Shangguan Qingyue's arms, suddenly said:

"Ruoxi, can I take Black General to play in the village? He has been locked up at home these days and is very unhappy."

"If it gets out, the villagers will be unhappy, especially the children, who will probably have nightmares at night."

Little Stone strongly disagrees:

"General Black won't hurt anyone, so why should we be afraid? Talent is what's to be afraid of."

Patting the little guy on the back, Shangguan Qingyue couldn't help but sigh:

"That's true. People learned to build houses and grow crops, and then they took it for granted that the land belonged to them. All other creatures were either kept in captivity, kept far away, or slaughtered.

But once our house on the mountain is built, all problems will be solved. General Black, Donkey Xiaohua, Dabao and Erbao can have fun on the mountain, haha, are you looking forward to it?"

"I haven't had the chance to tell you, Yue'er, how did you know that our house was completed today?" Baili Nanqing asked in surprise when they met at the gate.

"Really? Is our home finally built?!"