Chang'an Youth Tour

Because the prince was drunk, everyone dispersed after sitting for a while, and each went back to sleep. This made Yan Junyu a little misunderstanding about how hard it was to be a companion, so in the early morning of the next day, Ao Ji came to call him When he got up, he was completely defenseless.

"What time is it?" he asked sleepily.

"The third quarter of Maochu." Ao Ji said mercilessly, "Get up quickly, or the quilt will be lifted."

Yan Junyu got up in a daze, had breakfast, followed him to Sihong Hall, and was surprised to find that the prince had already been reading there, and that gentle and elegant Rong Hao was also there, reading an ancient book. , glanced at them from behind the pages, and laughed.

"Old man Ao, the more you live, the more you go back, and you are late."

"you shut up."

Ao Ji's face sank like water, he picked up Yan Junyu, put it on the edge of the desk, and handed him a pile of copybooks, Rong Hao wanted to provoke him: "I can't tell, Ao Laosan, you are a master at raising children." Good hand..."

Yan Junyu has been in trouble all year round, and is very good at observing words and expressions. Seeing that Ao Ji is about to explode, he quickly and obediently buried his head to copy the copybook.

Just when he thought that the two of them were going to fight early in the morning, the prince raised his eyes and said calmly: "It seems that you still have strength, so you can go to the western suburbs in the afternoon."

"Go hunting again? My bones are still hurting." Rong Hao frowned.

Ao Ji seized the opportunity, took the opportunity to fight back, and sneered, "Rong Laoqi, you are only 20 years old, and your body is so weak, but how can you be sorry for Miss He's family, so you simply resigned. Anyway, you will be a widow if you marry."

Yun Lan just came in to pour tea, and when she heard the dirty words, she couldn't help but blush, spat, and lifted the curtain to go out.Only Yan Junyu couldn't understand at all, and his eyes turned darkly, staring at Ao Ji curiously.

"I'm married anyway, unlike some people who are ignorant and well-known in the capital. No one dares to marry the young lady to you. How will it end in the future..." Rong Hao still smiled gently.

The two were having a good time in their verbal lawsuit, Yan Junyu didn't understand what he heard, and was watching the fun, so he stretched out a hand and tapped on the copybook in front of him.

"This word is spelled wrong." The prince said lightly.

Yan Junyu didn't know why, she was a little afraid of him for no reason, met his eyes, said "oh", then lowered her head.

He picked up the pen and wrote the word again. Just after finishing the last stroke, he heard a voice say in his ear: "It's wrong again."

Yan Junyu panicked for no reason, before he could react, his ears were already red, and he clenched the penholder tightly, trying to write better, but that hand reached out and took his hand.

The prince's hands were slender and beautiful, with a cool feeling. He stood behind Yan Junyu. Yan Junyu could smell the incense on his body, like a plant soaked in water, growing densely, blooming under the moonlight. Many bright and clean flowers come.

The thin pen holder suddenly became slippery, and his palms were sweating unconsciously, and he felt his face burning.

"Hold your hands like this." The prince held his hand, and put the pen on the paper: "Only the words can be written correctly."

His fingertips were as clean as jade, Yan Junyu turned his head in panic, and saw his side face, with a straight nose, eyelashes cast shadows in the eye sockets, but the corners of his lips curved slightly.

He held Yan Junyu's hand like this, and taught him to write the character "year".

"What's wrong?" The prince seemed to notice Yan Junyu's bewilderment, and turned his head sideways.

"No...it's nothing." Yan Junyu suddenly stammered.

He laughed, probably taking it as a child's shyness, and withdrew his hand.

"Let's leave after writing this post. The western suburbs are far away, and if you come back at night, Father will ask me to drink again."