Crazy criticizes the villain for sticking to his upper body, but the host says he is too naked

Wen Yuli was stunned, followed Zhiqian with small steps, and said worriedly: "Is this going to be okay? Prince Jing doesn't seem to know how to swim!"

Of course he was not worried about Murong Peiyao's life safety, he was worried that if something happened to her, Zhi Qian would be punished again.

Zhi Qian glanced at Murong Peiyao, who was flopping around in the shallow water up to her waist, and said nonchalantly: "Whether you drown or not, it's not a big problem!"

It would be better to drown, it would save trouble directly, but it's a pity that Liuliu bitch won't let the shark go.

"Aren't you going to put out the river lanterns? You're going back home after you put them out. You're tired and I'm tired after walking around all night."

"Okay, Wife." Wen Yuli nodded obediently.

He took out a stack of yellow slips of paper: "Let's write our wishes together! Just now the stall owner said that if we put the slips of paper with our wishes in the river lantern, if the river god sees it, he will help us realize our wishes!"

Zhiqian poured cold water on it directly: "There is no river god in this world, and this talisman is just ordinary paper. It cannot communicate with gods. That old man is lying."

The old man said that this was special talisman paper and ink. With it, the river god could see their wishes.

She had read it, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation at all. This stupid thing had been deceived.

Moreover, there is nothing in this world except Xiao Tiandao, a useless person who can be regarded as a god.

The extra stack of talisman paper and poor-quality pen and ink cost half a tael of silver. Stupid things are really easy to deceive.

"My wife..." Wen Yuli looked at Zhiqian with his big watery eyes and stopped talking.

"Okay, okay! Write, write, write! Why are you being coquettish?" Zhi Qian was defeated with a stinking face.

What a little elf! There are so many tricks.

"My wife is so kind!"

Wen Yuli immediately changed his face and shyly offered a kiss. Then he happily placed things on the stone table and thought about his wishes.

The warmth on her cheeks dissipated, Zhi Qian clenched her fist and lightly punched her palm.

hateful! This little thing is really becoming more and more courageous! You must be taught a lesson!

Thinking like this, she immediately took action. She solemnly lifted Wen Yuli's veil, and under his doubtful gaze like a deer, she kissed his moist lips.

Thin and continuous kisses covered the sky, Wen Yuli was pressed into the shadow, his neck was supported, there was no way to retreat, he could only bear it clumsily.

Fireworks swooped into the sky and exploded with a bang, illuminating the sky with colorful colors, flickering bright and dark like stars falling.

It also illuminated the two people kissing, and their shadows were elongated, intertwined and projected on the grass on the shore, forming a beautiful picture.

Murong Peiyao, who had just been pulled out of the river by Wei Yuze, had a gloomy face. The cool night breeze blew by, making her shiver with cold.

She was as wet as a drowned rat, and all her grace was gone. She stared viciously in the direction of the two of them, and the devil in her heart whispered the words Murong Zhiqian.

Finally, the cold became unbearable, so he wrapped himself in a cloak and left angrily.

Panting, Wen Yuli leaned into Zhi Qian's arms and glared at her angrily. Zhi Qian's eyes darkened and he was about to do it again, but was pushed away ruthlessly.

Wen Yuli said softly: "My wife, she's still outside now. It's not good to be seen by others... We haven't made a wish yet and put out the river lanterns!"

Zhi Qian, who finally opened the door to the new world but was stopped, looked a little regretful. She hummed in frustration: "Hurry up and let go!"

"My wife, please help me write my wishes~"

"You can't write it yourself?"

Wen Yuli was in a low mood: "My father and I have been treated harshly by my father since we were young. My mother doesn't care about the affairs of the back house. We can't even eat enough, let alone read and write. My father can't read either, so..."

He didn't know many words, and his handwriting was ugly.

Zhiqian picked up the pen and glanced at him: "What wish do you want to write down?"

"May my wife, Zhi Qian, be safe and happy."

"May my father be free from suffering."

Zhi Qian wrote something down, looked at the yellow paper with several sheets left, and asked, "Are they gone?"

Wen Yulimin pursed her lips and whispered: "I hope my wife only likes me..."

Zhi Qian paused for a moment, looked at the little thing with a low eyebrow with an unclear expression, and then dipped in ink and wrote it for him.

Tsk...I don’t like anyone!

Wen Yuli blushed and took the note, and ran his fingers over the words on it one by one. He paused for a while when he came to the words "Zhi Qian", as if he wanted to imprint these two words into his heart.

River lanterns float on the river, carrying beautiful wishes one after another, floating into the distance along the direction of the current...

……

"I have met Mr. Wen Shijun. This is the literate gentleman that the princess asked me to invite for you. I will bring him to you first."

Early that morning, Yunxi brought a man in his forties or fifties to Hanliyuan.

The gentleman had a bookish air about him and his attitude was a little noble. He nodded slightly to Wen Yuli and said, "I'm going to tell you about Su Shi. From now on, I will teach you how to read and write for an hour every day until you master the basic characters."

Wen Yuli recovered from the surprise and immediately gave Su Shi a junior salute. He said neither humble nor arrogantly: "I have met Mr. Su! I am Wen Yuli. I will ask Mr. Su for advice in the future. I will definitely learn from it!"

Seeing this, Su Shi's expression looked better.

He, Su Shi, was a well-known teacher in the capital. He was invited by major mansions to teach young men.

A few days ago, he was approached by people from Prince An's Mansion and asked him to teach the palace's servant how to read!

To teach the servants of Israel to serve the Lord? Of course he didn't want to teach, but the other party gave him too much, and it was hard to offend the royal family, so he had no reason not to agree.

Money was hard to make and shit was hard to eat. He thought that all he had to do was teach him well and be literate. After early education, he would be liberated.

Now it seems that this Shijun Wen left a good impression on him.

Su Shi: "Well! Let's start from today!"

……

Wen Yuli held the pen and wrote on the rice paper. The corners of his mouth were always curved, and the words on the paper looked like the crooked word Zhiqian.

Why is the wife's wife so good? He said he couldn't write, so he invited the best male gentleman in the capital.

He had heard before when he was in the Prime Minister's Mansion that Mr. Su Shi, as a man, had made extraordinary achievements in culture, and his literary talent was not inferior to that of women. He was a guest of many officials' mansions.

Qian, the Prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion, spent a lot of effort to ask him to enlighten Wen Ruxing for a period of time, and because of this, he gradually developed a reputation as a talented man.

Wen Yuli wrote one and felt that he was not very satisfied, so he started to write another. There was already a small stack of rice paper with Zhiqian's name written on it in the corner of the table.

Looking from bottom to top, you can see that the boy is making rapid progress, and the words on each page are more straight and beautiful than the previous ones.

Wen Yuli practiced calligraphy tirelessly, and the two of them couldn't stand it any longer. "Servant, please take a rest for a while! There is no rush in practicing calligraphy. It's better to combine work and rest!"

"Your handwriting is very beautiful. It's getting late. Please enjoy your meal!"

Wen Yuli smiled: "I know! Wait until I finish writing this one!"