So, he bowed and said without blushing, "Your Highness the Seventh Prince, the Emperor has summoned you to the study. Master Hou and Master Wang have already returned, saying they want to teach you and the other princes the etiquette."
Only then did Shen Xiuya let go of Bai Xuan'er, stroked the wrinkled clothes on his body, turned around and said to Bai Xuan'er, who was still dumbfounded: "Why don't you leave? Could it be that you are seriously ill, even your own Have you forgotten your identity? It seems that you are my prince’s attendant, so the plan to visit the eleventh brother has to be postponed..."
As soon as Shen Xiuya said the words, Bai Xuan'er felt panicked in her heart. Oh, right, she is his uncle Chen Xiuya's attendant. The so-called attendant, doesn't mean that she has to be like a little follower when he is in class? Are you still following this uncle? But she felt a little relieved if she didn't go to see the eleventh prince. She really didn't have the face to see the eleventh prince.
"Oh, Ah Xuan is really confused..." Bai Xuan'er lowered her head and looked at her toes, but the corners of her lips were so pouty that they looked like they could hang an oil bottle on them.
Shen Xiuya's cold aura was swept away. Looking at Bai Xuan'er's cute appearance, he finally raised his thin lips and hooked up with her again. "Since I know that you have been confused recently, you can talk to her now." Are you going to the study soon?"
"That's it, that's it, Ah Xuan is your attendant to the Seventh Prince, and of course he is at your disposal." Damn man, bitch, you can go to hell, damn you are at your disposal.
This uncle originally wanted to "kindly" visit the Eleventh Prince who was rumored to be streaking recently, but things didn't work out, or maybe he forgot the time to go to the study, so they decided I can only go home, pick up my things and go to the study.
The daily compulsory lessons for the princes are actually just learning etiquette from a few gentlemen, and then listening to the sages explain the classics that have been passed down for hundreds of years.
None of the other princes had any attendants around them. Only the seventh prince had her as a fake attendant. So there was a small desk next to the uncle's small table. All the princes who had stayed for her were sitting on the floor. She looked around. She looked around, trying to find traces of the Eleventh Prince, but there was no way. She just looked around and met the eyes of a certain uncle. She felt a chill in her heart and quickly lowered her head to copy the classics. variorum