The problematic world of fast travel is being repaired

Chapter 15 The female supporting role wants to counterattack, how to break it? (14)

Xia Junjing nodded, "At that time, Minggao was in poor health, but now he is well again. You are late."

An Shuyan chuckled: "Xia Junjing, you are fucking teasing me."

Xia Junjing frowned and looked at her, "How can a girl speak foul language? Fortunately, you are facing me now. If you are facing someone else, a few heads are not enough for you to cut off." Saying this, she got up and pulled Sit down with An Shuyan.

An Shuyan was taken aback by his action, and before he could react, he heard Xia Junjing say: "If you have the medical skills of Yunyuan Judgment, I won't talk about it, but you are a half-assed now. When you go to Liuzhou, are you going to treat people or let others treat you?"

In front of her, it was the first time that Xia Junjing spoke so much. Under his soft words, An Shuyan couldn't get angry, and asked in a daze, "You are doing this because of my safety?" of?"

Xia Junjing smiled and nodded, "That's right, if something happens to you, who will see my Minggao?"

An Shuyan was touched just now, but now it's all gone. In the eyes of Prince An, is a human being inferior to a crane?

For some reason, Xia Junjing likes to see her angry. In this respect, Xia Junjing is very similar to Ding Ling.

"Caiwei, take Miss An down to rest, and take that bottle of white jade ointment too." Xia Junjing instructed Caiwei who was waiting outside the gazebo.

Caiwei bent her knees, "Here"

An Shuyan got up quickly, "No need, since Minggao is not sick, then I will go back to Yunfu."

Xia Junjing shook his head, "I think your walking posture was weird just now. You must have been injured while riding a horse. White jade ointment is a holy medicine for treating trauma and is good for recovering from injuries." After a pause, he said again: "Ming Gao Your health is not fully recovered yet, so if you live here, it will be convenient for me to find you."

An Shuyan could no longer curse, "It's very convenient for you. It's not convenient for a girl like me to live here."

Xia Junjing persuaded: "Don't worry, you entered the mansion as a veterinarian, outsiders will not gossip."

An Shuyan gritted his teeth. "Prince An has thought quite comprehensively. The little girl is so grateful that she fell to the ground."

Xia Junjing frowned, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just say so, don't be so eccentric."

An Shuyan: Fuck

An Shuyan was semi-forced to live in Prince An's Mansion. He originally thought that the next days would be to nurse Ming Gao's body when something happened, and hide in his room to practice his mental power when nothing happened. However, could it be that simple?

"What?" An Shuyan looked at the man who was practicing calligraphy unhappily. He was very surprised. As the eldest son of the emperor and the most beloved son in the emperor's heart, why was he not doing business in the palace but still having time in the study? Practice calligraphy.

It turned out that after An Shuyan had been quiet for a few days, Caiwei came to send a letter, saying that the prince had something to do with her, and she had to bow her head under the eaves, so she had no choice but to go, and saw this scene now.

After Xia Junjing heard the voice, she didn't look up and continued to write her own words.Just called out: "Come here."

An Shuyan chuckled, he is obviously a cannon fodder, how cool is it to imitate the hero.

After walking over, I found that Xia Junjing's handwriting was beautiful. An Shuyan didn't know calligraphy, but the handwriting looked very elegant, and everyone said that the handwriting was like a person. At least, Xia Junjing's beauty like a banished fairy was in line with This handwriting.

Xia Junjing put aside what she had written, and spread it with a blank piece of rice paper. She said to An Shuyan: "After all, you are also the veterinarian of Prince An's Mansion. The handwriting is really lost when I take it out." I want to save the prince's face, so I wrote a copybook. Since you are free anyway, just practice according to this copybook. I don't ask you to imitate me by ten points, but you should have two or three points."

An Shuyan glanced at the paper full of words, and said with a smile: "You are quite narcissistic."

"Zi Lian?" Xia Junjing looked at her suspiciously.

An Shuyan said with a smile: "It means that I think I am very good and I really like myself."

Xia Junjing nodded knowingly, "If a person can't be nice to himself, he still expects someone to be nice to you. Narcissism is right, and you should also learn to be narcissistic."

An Shuyan choked, "Xia Junjing, you'd really be remiss if you didn't become a polemicist."

Handing a writing brush in front of him, An Shuyan looked at Xia Junjing, who had regained his paralyzed face, but had no choice but to take the writing brush, stood behind the table, dipped some ink with the writing brush, and was ready to write by hand.

Xia Junjing stopped her movement, and said with disgust: "You are so rude."

After saying that, he took another brush and demonstrated how to start the brush, how to dip it in ink, and how to pick up the sleeves of the robe. An Shuyan stared blankly at the movements. It turns out that writing can be so beautiful and elegant. .

She subconsciously imitated Xia Junjing's movements. Although they were not as elegant as his, they were more standardized than before. The brush stood vertically on the rice paper. Laiqing Lingling's voice: "I've already demonstrated it. Why are you so stupid? You can't hold the pen too lightly, but you can't hold it too hard. Why are you holding it so tightly? Slack."

The voice echoed in his ears, and An Shuyan turned his head uncomfortably.

"do not move"

Xia Junjing's voice came, An Shuyan subconsciously stopped, Xia Junjing took her hand to write stroke by stroke, but An Shuyan's head was blank, a blush appeared on his face, he was very uncomfortable.

"Look, this is your name. Is it better if I write it better than yours?"

An Shuyan looked down at the rice paper, the three words An Shuyan was written by him in this way, it was very beautiful.

But An Shuyan wanted to cry, "Ding Ling, is he teasing me?"

Ding Ling took a bite of the apple to vent her anger, and said bitterly: "You think too much, don't use your wretched heart to blaspheme my male god." But he cried in his heart, male god, I am prettier than her, why don't you To tease me?
"Ding Ling, I seem to smell the sour smell of vinegar."

"nonsense"

His forehead was tapped, "Aren't you concentrating on calligraphy?"

An Shuyan was startled, and looked back at him, unexpectedly, his forehead touched Xia Junjing's chin, An Shuyan frowned and rubbed his forehead, "Why are you so close to me?"

Xia Junjing did not answer. He observed her strangely and touched An Shuyan's face with his hand, "Why is your face so red?"

An Shuyan stepped back quickly, and the hand holding the pen loosened. The brush fell on the rice paper immediately, and a few drops of ink dripped on the paper.

Xia Junjing shook her head and sighed, "It's a pity."

An Shuyan was quite uncomfortable: "A man and a woman can't kiss each other, King An, you were too rude just now."

"Ah"

Xia Junjing chuckled lightly and sat on a chair. "Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. Let's practice calligraphy."

You look at me, how can I practice calligraphy?

An Shuyan bit the bullet and picked up the brush, replaced it with a piece of rice paper and started to practice calligraphy. He thought it would be a difficult time, but Xia Junjing's calligraphy seemed to have a magical power, and An Shuyan's heart was flowing there The font in my handwriting also gradually calmed down, but I really concentrated on practicing calligraphy wholeheartedly.

Xia Junjing looked at her with gentle eyes, thinking to herself, this girl is usually a little rude in her words, he has to teach her slowly, um, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are essential for cultivating sentiment, as for after teaching What to do, Xia Junjing hasn't thought of yet.

In the days that followed, An Shuyan deeply realized what it means to be in dire straits. Nima, why did she, a college graduate, study the Four Books and Five Classics, why did she learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and why was her teacher Xia Junjing?

Even if they disagreed, they would call her stupid, and even tease her from time to time. She was also drunk, and was drunk by Xia Junjing's beauty.

The days went on like this, and An Shuyan did learn a lot of knowledge under Xia Junjing's teaching, which made her very grateful to Xia Junjing, at least she didn't have to spend merit points to buy it from Ding Ling.

Two months later
In the long pavilion ten miles outside the capital, An Shuyan and Mrs. Yun stood outside the long pavilion and looked in the same direction, because Imperial Physician Yun, Yun Qingchen and others were coming back today.

The plague in Liuzhou has been effectively controlled, Yun Qingchen and the others have also developed a prescription, and the living plague victims are gradually recovering. For such a great achievement, even if the emperor was unwilling, he praised Xia Mingyu in the court hall according to the wishes of the officials. a meal.Prince Li was on the agenda again.

These were all Xia Junjing told her, but the guy's expression was flat, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or not, as if he didn't care about anything.

(End of this chapter)