Chapter 135 Gentle and crazy criticizing foreign protons (18)
Zhu Yu really didn't want to hear the prince say any more hurtful words, and was afraid that Xiao Jingzhan would think too much, so she had to let him go out first.
There were only two of them left in the room.
Zhu Yu bowed his head slightly towards Zhao Jinghe and said warmly: "Your Highness, this book was copied by my servant to others. If Your Highness likes it, I can make another copy."
Zhao Jinghe was stunned and hurriedly returned the things with his ears burning.
He suddenly realized something was wrong and asked hesitantly: "Why do you call yourself a slave, sir? Sir, Qingfengmingyue, is naturally different from those servants."
The expression on Zhu Yu's face could not be called friendly, but rather indifferent. She lowered her eyelashes, took two steps back, bowed and said: "His Royal Highness, Su Xingran is just a little maid in the cold palace, the one just now
He is the prince of Lin Kingdom, and in terms of status, he should be above me."
As smart as Zhao Jinghe, how could he not have heard the irony in this and was immediately ashamed.
"I'm sorry, sir. I was rude just now." Zhao Jinghe really wanted to apologize. After a second of silence, he continued: "How about you take me to him and Jinghe apologize to him in person."
When the prince was in the East Palace, the tutor once told him that he was the future king and would never have to bow to others or apologize to others.
It is always someone else who is wrong. After all, the majesty of the Emperor is sacred and inviolable.
But after learning how to manage the world from his husband, he discovered that this should not be the case. Status is only external. If you want to win the hearts of the people, you should always listen to other people's opinions with an open mind.
The most taboo thing for a king is to be blinded.
Zhu Yu raised her head and glanced at the young man standing in front of her, and saw that the young man's eyes were bright and his expression was determined, and he didn't seem to be telling lies.
She sighed softly, shook her head and said, "No need, His Highness doesn't know either."
Zhao Jinghe grew up in a muddy and dark imperial city, and it is indeed rare that he can still maintain this simplicity.
"Sir, are you angry?" Seeing that her face was more serious than usual, Zhao Jinghe couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
A smile appeared on Zhu Yu's lips and he said, "No."
Zhao Jinghe didn't know how to coax people the most, which troubled him. An electric current passed through his mind before he remembered what to say.
"Sir, in a few days it will be the New Year's Eve. There will be a state banquet held in the palace. Can you please attend?"
The boy's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, as if he was very afraid of being rejected by the other party.
Zhu Yu thought about it. The last time the villain was kidnapped by the Lin people, but this time, Emperor Zhao An had promised to pardon the innocent prisoners in the New Year and would personally release the villain.
It's okay to join in the fun of this scene.
Zhu Yu nodded and replied: "It's a great honor, but His Highness has a distinguished status, so he just calls the slave by her name."
Zhao Jinghe didn't hear the alienation in it, but instead became happy and smiled, "Then can I call you Aran?"
It's just a name, Zhu Yu doesn't care, just call him whatever he wants.
But she didn't know what the people outside the window thought after hearing this.
After receiving the affirmation, Zhao Jinghe smiled softly and called several times, "A Ran."
Aran......
A young man squatting under the wall beside the window was keen on tearing fallen leaves into pieces. A few strands of his hair were hanging down, blocking his fair and beautiful side face.
It also blocked the strange emotions in his eyes.
Zhu Yu sent the prince away and hurried out to look for the villain. The situation just now was too urgent, and he didn't know where he was thinking at this moment.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the courtyard and shouted a few times, a weak voice responded from the corner.
"Master, I'm here."
The young man stuck his head out, turned the corners of his mouth downwards, and looked at Zhu Yu with an aggrieved look.
As if he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find him, he came out specifically to remind him.
After looking at it for a while, he retracted it again.
Zhu Yu walked over and found that the young man had his head lowered and did not want to talk to her.
Zhu Yu poked him: "Are you angry?"
The villain twisted his face, looked away angrily, and said gloomily: "No."
"...Xiao Jing?"
The upper body is also twisted.
"Xiaojing~"
The whole body was twisted.
"..."
Zhu Yu looked at the young man's swollen cheeks, tried hard to suppress his laughter, stood up and backed away, "Okay, master, let's go see what Concubine Ling has ordered first."
As soon as Zhu Yu took half a step, someone suddenly hugged her and put small hands around her waist.
She turned around and saw the young man looking at her pitifully with a pair of watery eyes: "Master has another apprentice, does he not want Xiao Jing anymore?"
When Zhu Yu heard this, he knew that he cared about her, and he felt happy, but his face showed no expression, pretending to be: "What do you think Xiao Jing?"
The young man blinked his eyes and looked at her aggrievedly, as if he was about to shed tears.
The other party is a high-ranking prince, and he is just a lowly and abandoned proton. Smart people know which one to choose.
So Xiao Jingzhan decided that Zhu Yu would choose the crown prince. After all, he only copied books for him in the past, but now he has to give them to others.
The more the young man thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. They had obviously pulled the hook.
He suddenly spoke, tears falling down, "Master is lying!"
The villain has always been more mature and stable than his peers. It is rare for him to express his feelings to her, but now he looks like a child.
Zhu Yu held him in her arms and laughed when he saw him crying. He deliberately said in a tone of voice, "Oh... Master just lied to Xiao Jing. It seems there is no one else."
The villain sobbed and nodded, suddenly feeling that this was a bit childish, so he quickly lowered his head to prevent the other party from seeing his crying face.
But he still held Zhu Yu and refused to let go.
Zhu Yu patted his back, and then said slowly in his ear, "My master is just the prince's companion, but he is Xiao Jing's master. This is the difference, do you understand?"
After speaking, Zhu Yu took the man into the room and handed him a wooden box.
The young man looked at her doubtfully and reached out to take it.
When I opened it, I found three self-copied books neatly placed inside, as well as a red rope.
The cover of each book says "Gift to Xiaojing", followed by the title of the book.
The book is very thick, and it looks like a treasured classic. There are three books in total. I don’t know how long she copied it.
"Do you like it?" Zhu Yu asked softly.
The young man was reserved, a little shy, and looked at Zhu Yu with some embarrassment, pursed his lips and nodded.
A smile appeared on Zhu Yu's face, and he stretched out his hand to warm it up on the stove before placing it against the boy's cheek and pinching it with satisfaction.
"This is a birthday gift for you to celebrate that Xiao Jing is one year older!"
The young man's face turned slightly red, he lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Master."
He himself didn't know when his birthday was, but whatever day the master said it would be.
Snowflakes are falling outside the window, and the house is warm and cozy.
Zhu Yu set up two stoves. He was worried that the villain would catch a cold easily if he stayed outside for too long, so he hugged him from the moment he entered the door and roasted him by the stove.
Holding each other to keep warm this winter day, it doesn't seem to be very cold.
The girl's unique sweet fragrance filled her nostrils, and the boy's cheeks turned red with heat.
What cannot be ignored is that there are ants crawling on the tip of my heart, itching.
The state banquet was three days later. Xiao Jingzhan only knew that Emperor Zhao And would see them off, but he didn't know that time would be rushed like that.
[Author's digression]: A little brother who will ask his wife to coax him when he is sulky~