I don't know the depth of the fog, fire lotus red

Before dawn, Shang Yu and Hua Ling returned to the palace. Before the boss arrived, Hua Ling took off the pillow under the quilt, took off his clothes and lay on the bed. After a while, he heard the slight sound of footsteps outside, and the next moment was the sound of the boss knocking on the door." Your Highness, it's time to go to the academy."

Hua Ling got up from the bed as if nothing happened, and at the same time the manager opened the door to come in, she stopped at the door, Hua Ling thought she found something, so she asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

The manager smiled, she was young but she was extremely prudent, Hua Ling couldn't tell what she was thinking, whether she was happy or unhappy.

Fortunately, she didn't seem to notice anything, "It's nothing, did His Highness sleep well last night?"

Hua Ling felt a little guilty, "Very, very good"

"That's good." The steward asked the maid who came in to pour hot water into the copper basin, and handed the soaked handkerchief to Hualing, "I don't know where the stray cats came from last night. They made a lot of noise outside. I'm afraid Noisy His Majesty"

"Well, I didn't hear it"

He wiped his face in a hurry and returned the veil, he didn't want to talk about what happened last night, he was afraid that he would leak his words, sneaking out of the palace would be a serious crime. "Have you got up, sir?" Hua Ling asked.

"When the servant girl came, it seemed that someone had gone to wait on the side hall, so she must have woken up."

"Oh, that's fine, I have an appointment with my husband to go to the academy with me today, I will go find him later"

Seeing that he was about to leave, the manager hurriedly called him, "Your Highness is not going to have breakfast?"

"I'll ask Mr. to use it together"

The manager took a few glances at Hua Ling, and said slowly, "Your Highness seems to hit it off with Mr. Danqing."

Naturally, Hua Ling couldn't tell her the truth and could only acquiesce.

Today is the day when the Taifu stipulated that the students should concentrate on attending classes. There was still some cool breeze in the spring morning. There were more than a dozen mahogany tables set up in the Qingshi Court of the Taifu Court. In front of each table was a tuanpu. There were scrolls and books on the table. The Four Treasures of the Study, the Grand Tutor came early today, and closed his eyes on the Grand Master's chair to rest and wait for everyone.

Taifu Liang is an old official of Dajing. At seventy years old, he should go home to take care of his life, but he still insists on taking care of his students here. Hua Ling likes this old official very much, and listens carefully to his class every time. I didn't sleep all night last night, I thought I could last until the end of class, but after he was seated, he couldn't hold it anymore. The lecture that he usually finds very interesting now sounds like a lullaby to his ears, making people want to sleep...

Shang Yu followed him early in the morning, and he sat on the big peach tree in the courtyard incognito. He saw the students under the big tree reading aloud in unison, and the gentleman above shook his head and closed his eyes to listen. Most of these students were ministers of the palace. The eldest son and prince princess, wearing uniform white clothes and headbands, Hualing is also among them, I don’t know if he chose the position deliberately today, but he is sitting in the corner of the last row, where he sits in a correct posture, but if you look closely You will find that his little head is bit by bit, like a chicken pecking at fine rice.Seeing that Shang Yu was interesting, a gust of wind arose, and the breeze raised the gauze headband next to his ear, sweeping over the tip of his nose and eyebrows once in a while, probably annoyed, he pulled the hair tie back a little impatiently. Tucking it into the collar to keep it from floating around, this little gesture seems a little cute and cute in Shang Yu's eyes.

The breeze couldn't reach the headband, but the peach blossoms and pear blossoms in the yard were blown all over the place. The flying petals attracted the students who were studying. Everyone looked at it curiously. The husband opened his eyes when he heard the sound of reading was disturbed. Everyone has been completely attracted by the petals. The old gentleman raised his gray beard slightly, and saw that the bluestone floor of the garden was covered with a layer of pink and white petals. The clothes and heads of the students present also dropped a lot on the table. With a slight smile, he mentioned a word, "It's rare to see this beautiful scenery today, so everyone wrote a poem about this early spring and handed it in tomorrow."

Someone below laughed lightly, clear and bright...

Shang Kuo quietly landed in front of Hua Ling amidst this clear and bright laughter, and when the little guy's head was about to hit the desk, he waved his hand, everything around him became still, and the flying petals fell to the ground. The fresh rice paper, the raised pen and ink, and the smiling faces of the students.

Hua Ling's movements also stopped at that moment, Shang Yu leaned over to look carefully, and felt that Hua Ling was really handsome, but his confused appearance was as soft and waxy as when he was a child. Although he grew up, he should still have some characteristics of his childhood. Wanting to prove something, Shang Yu raised his hand and brushed away the hair on his side ear, and found a small red mole on the side of his neck. It was very small, and it was hard to find if you didn't look carefully, but because he used to hold red moles often That's why Shang Yu knew that there was a blood mole in his place, and seeing this little blood mole oozes joy from his heart. In fact, Shang Yu can't guarantee that the person who fell into reincarnation is still the same person as before. The 30 years he spent with Honglian in the years, but in the blink of an eye, he left the Sansheng Pond to find the world. The uncertainty has been lingering in his heart recently. He rarely cares about the consequences of what he does. But he has been alone for hundreds of years, and he can hardly be interested in anyone or anything in this world except using the Sansheng Pond to kill himself. Red Lotus is a small accident, maybe it’s because he’s been alone for too long, so this small Xinghuo made him feel that the rest of his life would not be so lonely and desolate, even if he kept it as a pet by his side, let him go back to Sansheng Pond to be with him until the end...

Shang Yu chuckled lightly, the petals fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, the rice paper floated up, the pen and ink became words, and the laughter returned, but Hua Ling, who was sitting upright just now, changed into a leisurely and comfortable posture, which was completely different from his usual self. Take a closer look That sloppy and cunning appearance was very much like Shang Kui's, changing the sky in the blink of an eye, and the real Hualing turned into a small glutinous rice ball and stuffed it into Shang Kui's sleeve, sleeping soundly.