I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You're All After My Heart!

In the quilt, Chu Wuqing could feel the man's exaggerated palm covering his protective shell, with an unknown meaning, fingertips slid down the top of his head, from the neck to the spine to the hard-to-open parts, even The feeling is still clear through layers of silk quilts.

"Apprentice," the man's lips pressed close to the top of his head, and the breath with the scent of pine ink pierced through the silk quilt, "Master is going to peel it off, it's the line that was drawn just now."

Chu Wuqing trembled slightly, only feeling that his consciousness became more and more unclear. His soul seemed to be integrated with the young master in this environment, holding the quilt tightly with both hands.

But where is the man's strength that he can resist, the first ray of light shines in, and then the whole head is exposed.

Because of being covered in the quilt for a long time, the snow-white skin turned red like a peach blossom, and the tears in the eyes were still wet, looking at Chu Yunshu's extremely close face with fear and hatred, the slender eyelashes Shaking and shaking.

"Get out, get out," he cursed bitterly, "I will definitely expose your true colors to my father!"

"What's my real face?" Chu Yunshu's laughter became more gentle, and he hooked his finger on the puffy cheek of the little apprentice, and whispered in his ears that only two people could hear, "Forcing you to take medicine?" ?”

That brisk laughter fell into Chu Wuqing's ears, which only made him more frightened, but his physical strength was so weak that he couldn't resist at all.

The man's lips were too close to his skin, and with just a slight movement, his earlobe and cheek would stick to the man's mouth, making him afraid to even swear back, but his resentful eyes widened even more. Big, the corners of his eyes were sore, and tears spilled out accidentally.

It's embarrassing.

His face suddenly turned cold, and something slippery licked his cheek.

"A man doesn't cry easily, Wuqing, why are you crying?" Chu Yunshu sighed quietly, "As your master, your father taught you into my hands, hoping to get rid of your fragile habits. I can't let you go."

The man's tongue licked from his cheek to his eyelashes.

"Isn't there no tears in this way?"

Chu Wuqing dared not speak out, the tears in his eyes were wrapped tightly and refused to fall, the circles of his eyes were red, the angrier he was, the more disgusted he was,

With slender hands with ten fingers, Chu Yunshu peeled off the quilt from him irresistibly, because he was bedridden sick, but Chu Wuqing was wearing a set of pure white middle clothes.

It's hot in summer, and the jacket is made of organdy, which is slightly transparent.

Messy hair went deep into the half-open collar, and the skin that was not inferior to white jade was looming.

Chu Yunshu's eyes were filled with gentle concern from his husband, and he held the medicine in his hand, "Are you taking it off yourself and let me help you, or are you taking it off for the teacher."

The voice is also gentle to the extreme, but it does not allow any resistance and the third answer.

"I, I wipe it myself..." Chu Wuqing gritted his teeth, but before he finished speaking, the man's palm suddenly wrapped around his waist, turning him over, showing him kneeling on the desk pose.

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Chu Yunshu's medicine healed very quickly, but Chu Wuqing would never forget the shame of applying the medicine.

"How can you be so perverted? It's even more perverted than the last dream. This Chu Yunshu clearly regarded me as a woman." Chu Wuqing pretended to be reciting a book and muttered to himself, "Could it be because I humiliated Chu Yunzhi? , That's why I dreamed that Chu Yunshu came to avenge his second personality, and wanted to humiliate him back?"

Six days had passed since that day when the medicine was applied, and as long as Chu Yunshu was in front of his eyes, he would be in a daze and have the illusion that he was really the young master of Cheng Enhou's mansion.

These days, he also tried to cultivate, but he couldn't even feel the slightest bit of aura, as if he was a complete mortal.

"What should I do? I don't know if Linyi encountered such a test at the beginning, and how did he break it?" Chu Wuqing sighed, unable to practice, and there was no spirit stone to play with the formation. You can't even hold water, let alone use a sword, and you can't find a way to break out of the illusion.Wouldn't it be great if I had known that he would not be rewarded for the top spot, passed the barrier of swordsmanship safely, and left after getting the soul?

"Wuqing! What are you doing?" A stern middle-aged man scolded.

Chu Wuqing felt profusely sweating, and immediately corrected his attitude, and recited the book. Although the original owner was favored by his grandmother, his father was extremely strict.

"Mr. Chu has been away for less than three days, and you have become so slack. I have to find a few more masters to discipline you strictly." Cheng Enhou said with a frown.

"No!" Chu Wuqing's heart trembled.

The day before yesterday, the palace ordered Chu Yunshu to be the prince and tutor again, and at the same time taught the emperor's other princes who had reached the age of ten.Only then did he finally have time to think about how to decipher the illusion in front of him. If he was really guarded by several masters and recited the essays, wouldn't he be trapped in the illusion all his life?

Looking down at Cheng Enhou's intimidating eyes, Chu Wuqing hurriedly remedied, "I will be a teacher for a day and be a teacher for the rest of my life. I really hate Mr. Chu. If Mr. Chu can keep teaching me, maybe I can become a scholar next year." , Mr.’s great kindness is unforgettable. If I change to other masters, I will only feel betrayed by my teacher, feel guilty in my heart, and even more unable to concentrate on my studies.”

"Really?" Cheng Enhou stroked his goatee, "Nonsense!"

Chu Wuqing bowed and saluted, "My boy's words are absolutely true. It's been less than three days since Mr. left, and my boy doesn't think about eating or drinking, so how can he read the book?" Yes, he even drank porridge in order to come up with a solution. No more.

As for Chu Yunshu?No matter how much he missed it, Cheng Enhou might rob someone from the emperor?Let the prince and Taifu teach his son?

"That's very good," Cheng Enhou nodded and said, "Today, your cousin told me to let you enter the palace to study with me, so that you can continue to receive the influence of Master Chu. You don't want to make progress, you are the last one in the door, you shame my face and dare not agree. Since you can be self-motivated, I will let go of this old face, and now I will reply to the prince, you will go to the palace tomorrow morning."

"what!?"

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Chu Wuqing glanced at Chu Yunshu who was standing above, then looked at the surrounding eunuchs and maids, as well as his princes and cousins, and heaved a sigh of relief.

No matter what, Chu Yunshu didn't dare to mess around in the upper study.

"Each of you write a "Preface to the Lanting Collection" and hand it in," Chu Yunshu arranged.

Although he is a monk, a big family like the Chu family will not fail to teach their children piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Chu Wuqing's handwriting has gone through two generations, and it is even more vigorous and full of character.

He retracted his sleeves and raised his pen, with a smooth expression, but standing there before writing, it reminds people of a snowy fetus.The afternoon sun hit him with a soft mist-like halo, making him seem unreal.

It seems that it will fly away with the wind at any time.

The prince gasped, he always knew that his little cousin was good-looking, and whenever he went out, all the girls in the city would rush to watch, and the hairpin rings and fruits didn't cost money.

But never knew it could look this good.

In the past, my cousin was beautiful in the skin, but now he has a demeanor that cannot be described in words and poems, a charm that makes people unable to take their eyes off him.

Linfengzhilan, as bright as a jade tree, in the past, he couldn't imagine how graceful the ancient celebrities described in this way were, until now he understood... because these two words are not suitable for his cousin.

The prince couldn't help but shift his gaze to Chu Wuqing's hands. They were a pair of hands that were naturally suitable for holding a pen. His five fingers were long and slender, and every inch of texture was just right, covering the phalanx without being fat or thin. It's not good to lose one point, only in this way is it perfect.

The plum branches are proud, and the ice and snow condense the skin.

Holding the pen in his hand, people can't help feeling that this pen will write endless romantic chapters.

The tip of Chu Wuqing's brush just touched the rice paper... All eyes fell on his paper.

Flying dragons and phoenixes, done in one go - after finishing the pen, it is extremely ugly, with a row of crooked characters... There are even three characters that are wrong.

The prince... the prince was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. Even when he was just learning to write, he never wrote such ugly characters!

"Cousin...you," the prince couldn't believe it.

"Hahahahaha, cousin, if I show your handwriting to my father, my father will definitely never scold me for my ugly handwriting every time we meet." The youngest sixth prince was complacent, "Cousin, you Don't be discouraged, if you practice for another 20 years, you will definitely be able to reach my level."

Chu Wuqing's complexion was as black as the bottom of a pot. Where is his handwriting? It is clearly the original owner's. Damn Chu Yunshu, he must have influenced her again!

Sure enough, the next moment, a familiar figure was already standing in front of his desk.

Because of Mr.'s arrival, the laughter around stopped. They didn't dare to show royal airs in front of the crown prince Shaofu who once entered the cabinet to pay homage to the prime minister, but then retreated rapidly after becoming the chief assistant.

Their father will never support them, and will only punish them more.

What's more, although Mr. Chu no longer has any real positions, half of the civil servants above the court are from his sect.

Among the scholars outside the imperial court, Mr. Chu is a model of all Qingliu, and he is called a celebrity among celebrities.

The number one scholar at the age of 14, joined the cabinet at the age of 20, the first assistant at the age of 23, resigned from office and returned to his hometown in less than [-] years, and was invited back by the emperor himself to teach the prince a year later, but he was no longer involved in any political affairs.

I don't know how many celebrities were madly born, and they were overwhelmed by his strength of character despite his extraordinary talents, and wrote many poems and prose.

All the princes looked away calmly and practiced their calligraphy in an orderly manner.

"Teacher," Chu Wuqing pretended to be respectful, "the students will practice calligraphy well."

Chu Yunshu lightly dipped his fingers in the tea, and wrote three transparent characters, "Smelly rascal."

Chu Wuqing's face was flushed red, this person was clearly mocking his disguise, last time he was full of swear words from all kinds of hooligans and perverts, now he has become a teacher.

Deceiving too much!

Hmph, Chu Wuqing raised her eyes and looked provocatively... Yes, you are a stinky rogue, and you are still a stinky rogue in another place. perversion?

Stop writing, Chu Wuqing dropped the pen and simply sat down.

"Wuqing, you can't practice handwriting well like this," Chu Yunshu's expression turned serious, but his stern voice was filled with the teacher's loving care.

The broad palm covered Chu Wuqing's slender five fingers, and held the hand of the villain from behind, forcing him to hold the pen again.

All this happened so fast that there was no time to resist!

Chu Wuqing's whole body fell into the man's chest, her thin body was completely wrapped by the man from behind, tightly imprisoned, her breath was filled with the fragrance of rosin from the man.

"Apprentice," the man whispered, the man smiled lowly, and his deep breath fell on Chu Wuqing's round and small earlobe, "Let me teach you how to write stinky hooligans."