The villain of Quick Transmigration is acting like a demon again

Chapter 257 Qingjin's sweetheart, no love recently (9)

Chapter 257 Qingjin's sweetheart, no love recently (9)
Your Highness, I probably didn't even realize it.When he is distracted, he likes to play with his hair.

Hua Rou hooked her lips, her smile was a bit cold.

Jun Yaoyue promised, she agreed, but she didn't promise when she would marry him.

Jun Yaoyue felt that anyway, after the original owner reached the crown, he would raise a bunch of male favorites, so it would be fine to marry Hua Rou at that time.

Jun Yaoyue would teach Han Qingyi every day, just because he was bored.

And he knows everything, why spend spare money to find a teacher.

Jun Yaoyue taught Han Qingyi, ranging from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, four books and five classics, the art of war, down to poisoning martial arts.

Han Qingyi is very smart, and he can understand a lot of things. He can learn many things just by telling him once. He is the most outstanding in all subjects, especially his piano skills.

It reminded Jun Yaoyue of her apprentice from the previous plane, Jimo Suye, whose piano skills really made her unforgettable for the rest of her life.

And Han Qingyi was almost on par with him.

"You are too weak, you need to train more." Jun Yaoyue touched his shoulder blades and frowned.

Han Qingyi was dressed in a black robe, his body was slender and thin, and he seemed to be taller than himself.

In Jun Yaoyue's heart, there is a sense of relief that my family has a child who has grown up.

"Okay." Han Qingyi strode obediently.

He would never refuse any request from Little Huangshu.

"Put on horseback for half an hour, and run a few laps with the training ground of this king's school later." Jun Yaoyue patted his head softly.

"Okay." Han Qingyi smiled slightly.

Han Qingyi actually doesn't like to practice martial arts, he prefers to play the piano and write, but he doesn't want to disappoint the emperor, so he can only force himself.

"I've seen His Royal Highness Zhan Wang." All the soldiers who were practicing originally saluted after seeing him.

Jun Yaoyue raised her hand, turned her head and said to Han Qingyi, "Go for a few laps."

Han Qingyi nodded and could only grit his teeth and run around.

"Who is that young master from His Highness?" His lieutenant asked curiously.

"That's the king's little nephew. I will train with you from now on. His physical strength is really poor." Jun Yaoyue said softly.

As expected of relatives, they are all equally beautiful.Everyone was amazed in their hearts.

Although they felt that their Highness had no similarities with that young master in appearance.

The training ground was so big that Han Qingyi felt that his legs were not his own after running.

But Uncle Xiaohuang didn't feel distressed at all, and Han Qingyi felt a little disappointed.

"Follow up quickly, is it possible that I still want this king to hug you?" Jun Yaoyue's voice was cold.

"It's okay." Han Qingyi said in a low voice.

Jun Yaoyue didn't hear clearly, but she grabbed his wrist helplessly, and whispered in his ear: "As long as you be good, I will give you whatever you want, even if you want this king's life, I will give it to you." The king will give it to you too."

But I don't want anything, I just want your heart.

Han Qingyi didn't dare to say these words.

No matter how vicious and vicious I am, you still said these things to me.

Han Qingyi was most afraid that the little emperor would not want him, and that would be a heavy blow to him.

Everyone only felt that the atmosphere between them was a little strange, but they couldn't tell what was so strange.

"Uncle Huang, do you like Qingyi?" Han Qingyi asked in a very low voice, pulling at the corner of his clothes.

"Of course I like it." Jun Yaoyue chuckled.

With a smile on the corner of Han Qingyi's mouth, his mood improved instantly.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like