"You told me earlier, of course I have it." Chu Jiaoli took out an embroidered handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to him.
Beigong Tengxiao took the handkerchief, folded it into a long strip, tied it around the back of her head, and sealed her mouth.
"Hmm!" Chu Jiaoli looked at him in surprise, with four big words written on her face: What are you doing?!
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, breathed out gently, and said, "It's much cleaner now."
Chu Jiaoli snorted aggrievedly, then lowered her head and began to study the ink.
She glanced at Beigong Tengxiao who was writing a memorial, then looked at the inkstone in front of her, and couldn't help but be in a daze for a moment.
Why do I always feel that this scene seems familiar...
In my impression, she seems to have never done ink research...
She took off the knot on the back of her head, took off the handkerchief and put it on the table. She breathed out gently and was about to speak, but she obediently closed her mouth again.
This time she was just tied up. If she continues to be naughty, she might have her acupoints tapped by him.
Really, if you want to find peace, why should you stay here for the night? Although she is not unwilling, she is a person who likes to make trouble, and she doesn’t know what Beigong Tengxiao is thinking?
Or...does he like her?
Thinking about this, her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but swallow nervously. Is it true? He... likes her?
There was only a "pop" sound, and the ink stick was folded into two pieces by her at some point, and her fingers were directly inserted into the inkstone full of ink.
Seeing this, she gasped in horror and stood there awkwardly, not daring to move.
Beigong Tengxiao glanced lightly, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and joked: "You are really strong."
"Thank you for the compliment..." Chu Jiaoli responded hurriedly, then covered her mouth in annoyance.
Oh my God, what nonsense are you talking about...
The next moment, she took down her hand again in shock. Wasn't this the hand that had just reached into the inkstone...
Seeing that Beigong Tengxiao was about to turn his head to look at her, she immediately turned her back to him, biting her lip nervously.
Beigong Tengxiao sighed softly and said: "If you don't wash it off, you will leave it on for a long time and you won't be able to wash it off."
A trace of vicissitudes flashed through Chu Jiaoli's eyes, and she said: "Forget it...forget it, I'll take a bath again..."
A moment.
Chu Jiaoli sat in the bathtub, pouting in frustration.
I obviously cherish the time I spent with him, but I kept making fools of myself. It was really embarrassing...
After bathing and changing clothes, she adjusted her breathing and came to the bedroom.
Beigong Tengxiao was still sitting in his original position handling the memorial, without raising his head to look at her.
Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips and said, "Well...do I still need to sharpen the ink?"
Beigong Tengxiao sighed softly and said: "I dare not bother you anymore."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered, "Yes... I'm sorry..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a book from the bookshelf next to her, sat next to him and read.
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at it and said, "You can also read?"
Chu Jiaoli blinked guiltily and said: "Of course...of course I can, I am also a studious person..."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao chuckled and said, "Really? I must have misjudged you before."
Chu Jiaoli swallowed nervously, and he smiled again. Linglong inquired and found out that Beigong Tengxiao liked talented girls who were studious. Chu Jiaoli was among the best in the Imperial College. The late Concubine Bai was the female tutor of the Imperial College.
, the current Crown Princess Xiang Yini is the most talented woman in the imperial capital. If she shows a studious attitude, will he also have a better impression of her?
After thinking about it, she secretly rejoiced, cleared her throat, and said: "That's right, I'm not as bad as you imagined..."
"There is progress." Beigong Tengxiao responded, then glanced at the words on the page and said, "Is it difficult to read Beiming's words?"
Chu Jiaoli shook her head and said with a smile: "When I copied the family rules before, I already knew a lot of characters."
"Well." Beigong Tengxiao picked up another memorial and said, "If you still don't understand something, you can ask me."
Chu Jiaoli smiled, bit her lip, and said softly: "Okay."
The candlelight flickered and it was getting late.
Chu Jiaoli glanced at the pile of memorials on the table and didn't know how long it would take for him to approve them.
She yawned tiredly, her eyelids were a little heavy, and with a "pop" sound, the book fell on the table, and she lay on the table and fell asleep.
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at her, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, shook his head, and continued to review the memorial.
After approving a few books, he suddenly felt a slight shaking on the table. He turned his head and saw Chu Jiaoli, who was sleeping soundly, slightly frowning in discomfort. Wearing a thin nightgown, she felt a little better.
The chill makes me shiver uncontrollably.
He sighed, stood up and walked to the shelf where the cloak was hung. He took off her snow-white cloak, stepped lightly, and tried to cover her. He looked at her who was shaking badly and frowned slightly.
Eyebrows raised.
He slowly put the cloak on the chair, then leaned over to pick her up and walked to the bed.
Looking down at her sleeping face, he suddenly felt a little touched.
It really looks like her...even the feeling of holding her is so similar...
He secretly showed a tender smile and gently placed her on the bed, but she unintentionally held his hand.
Feeling the slightly cool body temperature, Beigong Tengxiao's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes turned red immediately.
"Cold..." Chu Jiaoli frowned and said softly.
Hearing the voice that did not suit Chu Jiaoli, Bei Gong Tengxiao quickly came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, slowly opened her hand, covered her with a quilt, and placed it beside her bed.
Sit on the couch for a while.
"Beigong Tengxiao..." Chu Jiaoli murmured.
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her slightly opened and closed lips. He knew without thinking that she would scold him behind his back, right? Just like she did when she was drunk last time.
Wild talk.
"Hehe..." Chu Jiaoli showed a faint smile and said, "I... like you very much..."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao's face changed slightly, and he frowned in a complicated manner.
He knew that she had a crush on him, but he never thought that this kind of liking was much higher than he expected.
He stood up, walked to the desk uneasily, sat down, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, and continued to review the memorial.
The next day, morning.
Chu Jiaoli raised her hands and rubbed her eyes, stretched out, and hugged the warm quilt.
This sleep is really comfortable.
Just as she was about to close her eyes and go back to sleep, she suddenly frowned and sat up.
Strange, when did she fall asleep?
In a daze, she seemed to feel herself being gently picked up by Beigong Tengxiao and placed on the bed. Such a warm embrace was like a spring breeze.
