After being reborn, being alone as a queen

Sanyuan rushed back to his room, having nightmares all night, grotesque and grotesque, and his mood became more and more irritable.

"Young Master Sanyuan, don't be angry. Young Master Song is also a newcomer and doesn't adapt to the environment. It is normal for His Highness to take pity on him."

The little palace man in charge of serving Sanyuan comforted him

Sanyuan slapped the table: "Nonsense! I think he did it on purpose!"

The little palace man brought a plate of peach blossom cakes: "My lord, let's have something to eat. I'm going to go to the study with the crown prince later, won't I? It would be bad if your highness finds out."

The child Sanyuan was shocked when he saw the Peach Blossom Crisp. With a wave of his hand, the plate was knocked down and fell to the ground, shattered all over the floor.

The pink and white peach blossom crisps rolled all over the floor, and the floor was full of crumbs.

The palace man knelt on the ground with a plop: "My lord..."

The door was knocked twice, and then opened.

Zhao Chengde appeared at the door: "Young Master Sanyuan is ready...what's the matter?"

His eyes paused on the peach blossom cakes that rolled to the ground, and the corners of his lips tightened a bit.

Sanyuan froze for a while, and immediately squatted down to help the palace man up, with a soft smile on his face: "It's okay, just sprinkle it, it's just a plate of snacks."

The palace people have long been used to taking the blame, so they just looked at the snacks on the ground, then at Zhao Chengde and stepped aside: "It's the clumsy servant."

After Sanyuan helped him up, he smiled at Zhao Chengde and said, "Eunuch Zhao, where is your Highness? I'll be fine soon."

Zhao Chengde remained calm and replied, "His Highness is waiting for you at the gate of the palace."

Sanyuan frowned: "Hey, come here."

Soon, Sanyuan arrived at the gate of the palace, but he didn't expect to see another person he didn't really want to see.

A thin and tall young man in black, with black hair tied up high, leaned against the palace gate, his delicate features were covered with a golden glow in the sun, looking at him from a distance.

The pupils were darker than the world's best ink, the eyes were long and narrow, and the lips were pale pink.

Sanyuan was dumbfounded: "Your Highness...he?"

Mu Xiu smiled and said, "In the future, he will be my companion, just like you, going to and from school with me."

Sanyuan turned to look at Song Huai'an, and gave a rough nod as a greeting.

Song Huaian turned his eyes around Sanyuan and remained silent.

From the first meeting, he could clearly feel that this little companion called Sanyuan didn't like him

But it just so happens that he doesn't like this guy either.

Mu Xiu waved at him, and Song Huaian walked over slowly, with a somewhat awkward tone: "What are you doing?"

Mu Xiu raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Sanyuan is also my companion."

Song Huaian stared at him, his facial muscles twitching faintly, and after a while he finally understood what he meant.

The eyes of the two were fighting invisible in the air.

Mu Xiu suddenly called Zhao Chengde: "Eunuch Zhao, do you still have the peach blossom cake from yesterday? I'm hungry..."

Song Huaian began to grind his molars

This clearly meant something, this was kidnapping!

Song Huaian glanced at him impatiently, then turned to Sanyuan who was dazed, and cupped his hands and said, "Please advise!"

Although Sanyuan doesn't understand the riddle between them, he can see the tacit understanding between them, but he can't express the anger in his heart.

He smiled: "I dare not."

Don't dare to pull it down.

Song Huaian withdrew his gaze, didn't look at him any more, and said, "Aren't you going to school yet?"

Only then did Mu Xiu say, "Let's go."

A group of people went to the upper study room. The Taifu had already received the news and arranged for Song Huaian to be on the right side of Mu Xiu.

As soon as Song Huaian sat down, he heard a sneer from behind him: "I dragged my family with me last school, as expected of our noble Crown Prince."

Yin and Yang weirdness.

With a cold face, Song Huaian quickly came to a conclusion for this person in his heart

But he was a little puzzled, isn't it the prince?Why do these people dare to say such things openly, with a completely unscrupulous look.

The lectures taught by the Taifu were like a lullaby. Song Huaian barely fell asleep several times and was awakened by the sound of the Taifu throwing a book.

The Taifu came from the cabinet and was highly respected.

When did he meet such a student who treated him like air, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"My fellow reader! Get up and explain the meaning of the second verse!"

There was a sudden silence in the classroom, Song Huaian was sleepy, looked up in a daze, and saw Mu Xiu with a helpless face and the Taifu standing in front of his desk.

He raised his finger to himself: "Me?"

The Tai Tu became even more angry: "Is it not you or me?"

Song Huai'an stood up slowly, listened to the whispered ridicule of the people around and behind, and said calmly, "Which sentence?"

The Taifu wished to roll up the book in his hand and send a BBOX to his head, but as a teacher, he still put on airs and said:

"The second sentence, eight people dancing in the court, is tolerable, which one is unbearable."

Song Huaian flipped through the book in front of him, but couldn't find the sentence he said, so he could only act on the spot

He thought for a moment: "Eight people dancing in my courtyard, dad can bear it, but I can't bear it."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

There was a burst of wild laughter throughout the classroom and the sound of tables, chairs and benches rubbing against the ground

Mu Xiu laughed angrily, covered his lips and coughed twice, just after the root of the disease was pulled out, he traveled a long distance, and after all, the root of the disease still fell.

Taifu sullenly asked, "Why do you explain that?"

Song Huaian looked puzzled, and he searched for a while before he found what he was talking about today. He pointed to the sentence in the book and said, "Teacher, look, I don't know what the word is..."

The Tai Tuo sneered: "Say this word once, four times."

Song Huai'an nodded, expressing his understanding: "Although I don't know the word 佾, I know the character next to 人, so there are eight people."

The Taifu was so angry that his neck was thick, he rolled up the book and knocked it on the desk: "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

Song Huaian looked at Mu Xiu and shrugged, and said silently, "I really don't know how to do it."

Mu Xiu shook his head helplessly, and slowly got up: "Teacher, let the students come."

Tai Tuo looked at Song Huai'an with an undisguised dislike on his face: "Today, you can stand up in class for me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went back to the front, the book pointed to Mu Xiudao:

"You come!"

Mu Xiu looked down at the book in his hand, and said eloquently: "The original sentence comes from "The Analects of Confucius. Bayi Pian". Here, the qi refers to the ranks of playing music and dancing. A yi represents a row of eight people, and it also indicates social status in rituals. , which are four and six respectively..."

Song Huai'an looked at his pretty side face, spoke clearly, and unconsciously lost his mind.

When class was over, the Grand Tutor glared at Song Huaian: "Go back and copy the sentence I asked you to explain a hundred times, and I will check it tomorrow."

Song Huai'an's face changed in shock, and before he could refute, the Taifu shook his sleeves in anger and left.

Song Huaian: "..."

Mu Xiu: "..."

Sanyuan: "..." He was very complicated at the moment. From his point of view, he didn't like Song Huaian at all. He was arrogant, defiant, and perverse.

The city is quite deep, and it is not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance.

But as the first person in the upper study who made the Taifu angry like this, from a student's point of view, he felt that he was very courageous and relieved his anger.

The person sitting behind Song Huaian stood up, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai: "Pretending."

None of the people present understood what he meant, and Sanyuan was furious: "You...!"

The man looked at Sanyuan and sneered: "What? A little companion wants to disrespect me?"

Mu Xiu had no expression on his face, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth did not change, as if he really didn't realize that this person was actually scolding him for getting up to answer questions for Song Huaian.

It was also thanks to his words that reminded Song Huai'an that he was the one who taunted him before class.

Song Huaian had no expression on his face, he just kicked the table behind him.

The table fell down in response, hitting the feet of the person who spoke, fingers connected to his heart.

The man's face turned blue all of a sudden, he jumped on the spot in pain, his ten fingers gripped the corner of the table and began to convulse: "You... Presumptuous!"

Sanyuan was so shocked by this sudden change that he even forgot to say a rebuttal.

Mu Xiu finally frowned slowly

Song Huaian seemed to have noticed someone behind him at this time, turned around, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry! Are you okay? It's all my fault!"

The man gritted his teeth: "You..."

Mu Xiu immediately said: "He didn't do it on purpose in Huai'an, I made an apology for him."

The man stared at Song Huai'an for a while, then turned to Mu Xiu's face, and said gloomyly: "Okay, since... His Royal Highness has spoken, what else can I say."

When the companion helped him to leave, he moved closer to Song Huai'an, and made a forbearable smile: "I don't believe that the crown prince can protect you forever."

His voice was so low that no one else could hear him clearly.

Song Huai'an raised his eyebrows slightly, then glanced at Mu Xiu with worried eyes, and smiled suddenly: "It's okay, we study together in the study room, just clear up the misunderstanding."

The man turned blue again

God damn misunderstanding solved, what kind of wrong conversation is this

Mu Xin and Prince Anping watched the show for a while, and then left.

After leaving the upper study room, Mu Xiu's face turned cold, and he didn't say a word to Song Huaian.

Sanyuan hurriedly said: "Your Highness, why don't you go to the empress's palace to have dinner later? The nuns in the empress's palace were shouting a few days ago."

Song Huaian was baffled by his sudden indifference.

Mu Xiu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Well, let's go and see the queen mother."

another way

Mu Xiucai looked at Song Huaian: "Huai'an, you also go with me to meet the queen mother."

Sanyuan showed distress and said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty always likes to be quiet..."

Song Huaian glanced at Sanyuan, what Xijing, to put it bluntly, he didn't want him to go.

Mu Xiu said: "It doesn't matter, Empress Mother will see Huai'an sooner or later."

Sanyuan bit his lip and stopped talking.

Song Huaian tentatively said: "Your Highness, why don't I go?"

Mu Xiu looked at him

Song Huaian immediately surrendered: "Go! Go now!"

Only then did Mu Xiu soften his face, and waved: "Huai'an, come here"

Song Huaian came over as he said: "What is your Highness' order?"

Mu Xiu stopped in his tracks, looked at him for a while, and stretched out his hand

Song Huaian: "???"

His mind froze for a moment, he lowered his head slightly

Mu Xiu's hand fell on his hair, and he sighed: "I don't want to be angry with you, but you are too brave, this is the palace."

Song Huaian bowed his head and remained silent

Mu Xiu couldn't bear to blame him, after all, he was only for his own good.

He withdrew his hand and said: "In a few days, I will ask my father to find a martial artist, and you will learn with me."

Song Huaijian's pitiful face cracked: "Do you want to learn again?"

Mu Xiu said: "Naturally, you like to cause trouble so much, if you can't protect yourself, how dare I let you go out alone in the future."

Song Huaian has nothing to love

Suddenly footsteps came from behind

Mu Xiu turned to look at the person who came, with a slight joy in his eyes, he cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Master Guoshi."

The national teacher's eyes turned around Mu Xiu and Song Huai'an, and said with a smile: "Is His Royal Highness still feeling ill recently?"

Mu Xiu said respectfully: "Thanks to the rejuvenation of Master Guoshi, my stubborn disease has been cured, and there is nothing serious."

The national teacher's smile deepened a bit: "That is great joy."

Song Huaian always felt that this person was weird. Although he looked amiable, there seemed to be a thick fog covering the sky under his eyes, hiding all his emotions perfectly.

The national teacher said: "This is?"

Mu Xiudao: "This is my new companion, Huai'an, I have met Master Guoshi."

Song Huaian clasped his fists: "Master of the State Teacher."

The national teacher's eyes fell on Song Huai'an's face, so deep that it made people feel a sense of crisis of being targeted by wild beasts.

"The young master has a very good appearance."

Song Huaian smiled on the surface: "Thank you, Master Guoshi, for your compliment."

The national teacher didn't seem to see the defense in his eyes, but still smiled kindly.

Mu Xiu looked at the national teacher and asked, "Why did the national teacher appear here?"

The national teacher said speciously: "Look at the stars."

Mu Xiu nodded and said, "Thanks for your hard work, Master Guoshi."

The national teacher shook his head and patted him on the shoulder: "It's getting late for the duty of a minister. Your Highness, please return to the palace."

Mu Xiu gave him a salute, and left with his two companions.

Song Huaian said speechlessly: "Your Highness, what's so hard about looking at the stars?"

Mu Xiu was amused by him, and explained: "The so-called star-watching by the national teacher is not just for fun, but for astrology, to predict the fortune of the country."

Song Huaian was shocked: "Isn't that a magic stick?"

Sanyuan sarcastically said: "Ignorance! Such a miraculous figure as the national teacher, even His Majesty treats him with courtesy, what a magic stick!"

Mu Xiu glanced at his eyebrows: "Three yuan."

Sanyuan was not convinced: "What the servant said is the truth."

Song Huai'an was too lazy to argue with him: "Yes, yes, what Young Master Sanyuan said is true, I am ignorant."

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