I govern the country by beauty

119. Yu Bei really thought it looked good, because he had sat there for several hours without moving.I taught him stroke by stroke, but he was much more stupid than I imagined, and he didn't know why the hand holding the knife and riding the horse trembled like chaff when holding the pen.I was as impatient in teaching as I was in class, and after half an hour passed, my brows became crowed.

"This skid needs to be pulled out."

Yu Bei nodded, but as soon as the nib of the pen touched the paper, his wrist began to shake uncomfortably again.My scalp was tense, and I simply stretched out my hand to hold his wrist, meeting his dark eyes, I raised my eyebrows and spoke in a bad tone.

"Look at me, look at the paper!" He looked away, and I tried my best to make him write a beautiful word.But the strength in Yu Bei's hand was frighteningly strong, my slender arm couldn't control him at all, and I was furious, so I added another hand to hold his wrist tightly.

After going back and forth like this for a few rounds, my forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat. I watched this man's strength like a tug-of-war with me, and my mind was buzzing.He snatched the pen from his hand and threw it on the table, propping up the pillar next to him with one hand, panting.

"Yu Bei, can you use your brain!"

"You don't have to use so much strength to hold the pen, you know!"

"Don't laugh at me anymore! What's so ridiculous!"

I was furious here, but the instigator just propped his chin, his brows and eyes gently hooked the corners of his lips.

I am more angry.

120. I poured out all the ugly words I've learned all my life, but this man didn't seem to hear anything.

As for teaching, it ended up being too exhausting for me.

But I don't know, during the period of time when I was throwing tantrums, rumors were already spreading in the Daqin barracks.Everyone knows that their general who only knows how to fight like a wooden pile, in front of me, a little beauty, seems to have changed from a tiger to a big cat, who can't do anything but giggle.

General, I'm finally getting my head around it.

121. The food in the Daqin barracks is good, and I, the emperor, am even a little envious.

I looked at the West Lake Vinegar Fish and Buddha Jumping Over the Wall on the table, and then looked at the tall and burly Yu Bei sitting beside me. I secretly made up my mind that after I go back, I must be diligent in government affairs and strengthen our country.

Seeing me staring at the dishes in a daze, Yu Bei suddenly stretched out his hand. It was a light blue porcelain plate with a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on it. It was still hot to the touch, it must have been made not too long ago.

"You are in my Daqin, and I can guarantee that you can have whatever you want."

In this unshitty frontier, Yu Bei can still find a cook who makes sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, the jealousy and envy in my heart increased a bit.Before I had eaten a few chopsticks, there was a hasty knock on the door. I pursed my lips and put on my bamboo hat, and sat aside to pretend to be a well-behaved lady.

"General, it's time for you to change your dressing." The servant came in with a porcelain bottle, and bowed to me as a salute.

Yu Bei groaned, took the medicine bottle and waved his hand: "I'll do it myself, you go out first."

The boy glanced at me who was sitting on the side, pursed his lips and blinked at me, with a look of understanding, he stepped back happily.

122. Boys nowadays really like to be smart.

123. Yu Bei didn't change his dressing. He sat by the table and waved to me, "Come and eat, it's going to be cold in a while."

I moved over slowly, put a fish with chopsticks into my mouth, and asked vaguely, "Are you injured?"

He raised his eyes slightly and pushed the fish towards me, "Worried about me?"

……

"In your room that day, I told you I was hurt."

"I thought you were lying to me." I put down my chopsticks, met his dark eyes, and thought of him holding my hand and softly calling me little beauty.

"You're used to talking nonsense."

124. Yu Bei still had the truth in his mouth. When he took off his coat to reveal the white cloth strips wrapped around his shoulders, I only felt the scarlet oozing from it was very eye-catching.For some reason, I suddenly remembered the punch I slapped on his shoulder that night, and the way he staggered back while covering his shoulder with a smile.

I couldn't tell whether he was in pain or not at that time.

I also couldn't tell what the source of the faint wetness on the back of my hand was.

I am not a person without a conscience.After thinking about it, I took the medicine bottle in his hand, half-kneeled in front of him, and bit by bit undid the cloth strips around his shoulders and around his waist, revealing the hideous and winding scars underneath.It was a very long knife wound. Even though it has healed faintly now, one can imagine how bloody and bloody he was when he was stabbed.

My heart trembled, but the hand holding the medicine bottle couldn't sprinkle it on. I always felt that the white medicine powder would be painful when sprinkled on it.The warm fingertips suddenly caressed the center of my brows, I was startled, and raised my eyes to meet the tenderness hidden between his brows and eyes.

"It doesn't hurt."