Wen Jiaojiao was thinking about these things in her mind. Just when she was about to go down the stairs, her feet slipped and she was about to fall forward. Suddenly a hand stretched out from nowhere and pulled her. The hand was not strong and looked very strange.
Although he is thin, he is very powerful.
After Wen Jiaojiao stood still, his hand immediately let go.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the person who came. It was Xiaohe's younger brother Bai Yu, who was now a guard in the palace.
"Bai Yu? Why are you here?"
Bai Yu knelt on one knee in front of Wen Jiaojiao, "See the Fourth Miss."
"Get up. You don't have to bow when you see me. I'm just here to stay in the palace for a while. You don't need to treat me with so many rules."
"yes."
Bai Yu stood up, lowered his head in front of Wen Jiaojiao and said, "I was patrolling nearby and happened to pass by here."
After hearing this, Wen Jiaojiao looked around and saw that this place was not far from the emperor's Qinzheng Palace and no longer belonged to the harem.
"Where is the Fourth Miss going? I will escort the Fourth Miss there."
Wen Jiaojiao was feeling depressed now and wanted to find someone to talk to, "Okay, I'll go to the study and you come with me."
Bai Yu calmly raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Jiaojiao, then followed her.
"Your name is Bai Yu, then your brother's name is Bai He?"
"yes."
Wen Jiaojiao stopped and looked back at Bai Yu, "Are you from the same generation? I see that you are older than Xiao He. How old are you?"
"Back to Miss Fourth, my brother and I are the same child. We are sixteen years old."
"Sixteen?" Wen Jiaojiao was a little surprised. Xiaohe looked very thin, looking like he was thirteen or fourteen years old, but Bai Yu looked like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.
"I see that you are very good at martial arts. Why is it that you are the only one practicing martial arts and Xiao He is not practicing martial arts?"
On the first day Wen Jiaojiao saw Xiao He's body covered in bruises, if he had some martial arts skills, he wouldn't have been beaten like that.
Bai Yu replied: "My brother was injured when he was young and his muscles and bones were damaged. He can no longer practice martial arts."
Wen Jiaojiao understood clearly, "That's it."
Wen Jiaojiao saw that Bai Yu's clothes were thin and the other guards were thicker than others, and his ears turned red from the cold.
In the weather like this in Beiyuan, no matter how skilled a person is in martial arts, he cannot stay outdoors for such a long time.
Of course, except for people like Que Wu who had a physique that she couldn't understand.
"I will ask the maid to send some thick clothes to Xiaohe later. Remember to pick them up."
Bai Yu's eyes moved slightly, "Fourth Miss, I'm not cold."
Wen Jiaojiao glanced at him and said, "Take care of yourself and don't let yourself suffer."
Bai Yu was slightly startled and replied: "Yes."
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Bai Yu with his head lowered and his waist slightly bent, and said to him: "Bai Yu, you don't seem to be bowing your head to others. When you meet me in the future, please straighten your waist."
Although Bai Yu is just a small guard, he always bows and bows to her, but his temperament looks a bit cold. Even if he bends his waist, it is not like those palace guards who bend down all the year round. He has a natural and natural look.
His whole figure gives people a sense of humility, like a thin but upright green bamboo.
Only the wind will bend the bamboo's body for a moment.
Wen Jiaojiao is usually a salty fish who doesn't hear anything outside the window. That's a state she likes. But in fact, she is a very sharp person and her emotions are also very sensitive.
Based on what Xiaohe told her about his life experience, maybe Bai Yu was also an aloof young man with martial arts skills before entering the palace.
Bai Yu walked behind Wen Jiaojiao, looking at her back intently and silently.
"Miss Fourth..."
When he was about to go to the study room, Bai Yu stopped Wen Jiaojiao, took out a red plum from his arms and handed it to her.
"My brother did it."
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the red plum in his hand and finally smiled.
Bai Yu saw that Wen Jiaojiao didn't have a smile on her face today, and there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows. He wanted to make her happy.
Even though he knows this is not what he should do.
When he looked at her in the dark in the past, he always saw her smiling. He had never seen such a bright smile before.
Who can be like her? Just looking at her smile can make people's hearts dissipate.
Seeing Wen Jiaojiao's figure enter the upper study and disappear, Bai Yu quietly returned to his post, and he disappeared after a moment.
Wen Jiaojiao quietly stood at the door of the study room, and looked inside. The Taifu was giving a lecture to Zhao Yan in the presence of the old god. Zhao Yan was sitting at the desk very seriously, with his body upright.
Pick up a pen and write.
The prince glanced sharply at Wen Jiaojiao, who was peeping at the door. He coughed and continued to explain to the prince.
Wen Jiaojiao saw the Taifu's glance and waved to him.
The Taifu snorted rather arrogantly when he saw Wen Jiaojiao's cute little appearance.
Wen Jiaojiao knew that although the Taifu was strict, he was just a middle-aged and arrogant person who was very easy to coax.
Zhao Yan noticed the change in Taifu's tone, raised his head and looked towards the door, his eyes met Wen Jiaojiao's.
Zhao Yan paused with the tip of his pen and nodded slightly to Wen Jiaojiao, "Come in."
The Taifu snorted again, shook his head and sighed. He had been teaching the prince since he was a disciple, and he had never seen the prince move because of anything. Even when the emperor came over, he never raised his head to look twice.
This little girl really came to disturb the prince's thoughts.
Wen Jiaojiao took the food box from Yuzhu and put it on Taifu's table, "Thank you for your hard work, Taifu. Please take a rest."
The prince glanced at the food box, smelled the aroma emanating from the food box, swallowed his saliva, waved his hand and said: "Why don't you take a break? The prince will run the country in the future, so he must not relax for a moment."
"Yes." Zhao Yan's eyes returned to the desk.
Wen Jiaojiao curled his lips, this old man really didn't give Ayan a moment to rest.
The Taifu looked at Wen Jiaojiao sitting aside, dangling his legs, looking like he was doing nothing, and said: "Since the Fourth Miss is here, I will also practice calligraphy and let me see if the Fourth Miss's calligraphy has improved."
The Taifu's face seemed to have four big characters written on his face: "It's all coming."
Wen Jiaojiao shook his head simply, "There is no progress, the practice is not good."
The students taught by the Taifu were either princes or princes. I had never seen such a student who was not enterprising. He immediately puffed up his beard and glared. He took the inkstone, paper and brush and placed them in front of Wen Jiaojiao, as if he was angry with her.