Come on, Your Highness

Taking He Xichao with him, Xiao Hong bravely walked into the upper study room pretending not to care.

It's not yet time for class, the study room is full of half-grown children, very noisy, but when they see them coming in, they all stop laughing and playing in surprise, looking at Xiao Hong and He Xichao behind him.

The most fearful thing about the atmosphere was the sudden stagnation and silence. After those children who hadn't learned to disagree with each other, their eyes gradually changed after they met each other's eyes.

The crown prince was deposed, which shocked the entire government and the public. On the night under the decree, no one from the aristocratic family in the capital slept peacefully.

The news was so sudden, everyone was watching the follow-up situation, but they didn't expect that the eldest prince would do everything possible in the follow-up. I don't know who was bewitched, and forced to replace the eldest grandson of Wei Guogong's mansion with a concubine, and the only mother who could support him The family was pushed out!

Without a queen, without a mother clan, and not favored by the emperor, the eldest prince not only lost his status, but also lost his future.

Those who can be in the study room are either the clan's royal family's children, or the important minister Gao Jue, who is placed high by the family. They quickly realized the change in the wind direction and quickly changed their attitudes.

From the distance between Xiao Hong's door and his seat, no one greeted him!

They all looked at the third prince and He Mingrui at the same time, and it was self-evident who would be the leader now.

He followed his line of sight, and saw Xiao Ming sitting motionless on the chair, his eyes glanced to one side, as if he hadn't seen him.

And He Mingrui, when he saw the two of them, he snorted coldly, as if Xiao Hong was still yelling at him about He Xichao in Shengfanghua Palace.

Xiao Hong secretly took a deep breath, thinking of He Xichao behind him, he straightened his back.

The second prince Xiao Yi looked from one side to the other, with a playful smile on his face.His mother was Concubine Lan of Zhongcui Palace, and she didn't get along with Concubine Shu of Fanghua Palace. Even the two princes disliked each other. It seems that Xiao Yi has suffered a lot, whether it is in terms of numbers or status, he can't take advantage of it.

He was the happiest when Xiao Hong lost his crown prince status. Seeing that he broke up with Xiao Ming, he was even happier.

He is the prince, and although Concubine Lan's background is not obvious, she is still favored, so the contemptuous and sarcastic eyes are the most obvious.

Xiao Hongyang raised his eyebrows, wanting to get angry on the spot, when he suddenly heard He Xichao say, "Prince, where shall we sit?"

Xiao Hong suppressed the anger in his heart, walked to his seat, sat down, pointed to his side, "here."

Even if Xiao Hong was abolished, he was still the First Prince. He was the biggest here, so no one moved his seat in the front row. He even took He Xichao to sit where He Mingrui used to be, right in front of He Mingrui.

He Xichao didn't see He Mingrui's almost fiery eyes behind him. He was obediently doing what a companion or even a book boy should do. He placed Xiao Hong's pen, ink and paper neatly on the desk, and polished the ink for him graciously. .

After Xiao Hong nodded, he sat back to his seat, took out his pen and paper, grinded the ink, sat upright and waited for the teacher to come over.

Seeing this series of actions in the eyes of everyone, he couldn't help but laugh from behind.

Sitting on the other side of He Mingrui, Prince Guang's son winked at him, looked diagonally at He Xichao's back, and whispered, "Mingrui, like a little daughter-in-law, is very good at serving people!"

He Mingrui said with a disgusted face of being ashamed and thrown outside the palace: "His mother is the best at serving people, why not be so fascinated that his father elopes?"

As soon as this remark came out, the children beside him burst into laughter.

Suddenly, Xiao Hong suddenly stood up, turned his head, and looked at this group of people fiercely.

Xiao Hong has been the prince for so many years, he is the oldest, and he is full of momentum. Everyone put away their smiles at this glance, and they dare not make mistakes, but the contempt and disdain in their eyes are clearly showing.

Xiao Hong clenched his fists, full of dark anger.

He Xichao glanced at the door and saw a corner of his clothes. He frowned slightly, and finally pulled Xiao Hong's sleeve, shook his head, and said with a look of forbearance: "Forget it, Your Highness, don't hurt your temper because of me."

Xiao Hong finally gave He Mingrui and Prince Guang's son a warning look, and sat down.

Xu Zhi listened at the door for a while, and came in with his textbooks when there was no sound from inside.

He is a lecturer and a teacher, Da Qi respects teachers and values ​​teaching, no matter what the status of the children sitting below, they all stand up and bow to each other.

He Xichao looked up at him, Xu Zhi was less than half a century old, with a goatee mustache, his eyes seemed to be habitually squinted because of years of reading, his face was deep, the wrinkles were deep, and he didn't look very kind.

He Xichao looked at his clothes and couldn't help frowning slightly. There was almost an argument here just now, but this master hid at the door and didn't come in?

He Xichao had high expectations for Xu Zhi, and he might be a little disappointed when the class actually started.

Da Qi advocates Confucianism, and the textbooks are "Four Books", "Five Classics", and "The Analects of Confucius", and the younger ones are "San Zi Jing", "Di Zi Gui" and the like.

He thought that the lecturers of the Imperial Academy would be different from what his father taught in the academy, but he didn't expect that he would recite it thousands of times, and the meaning would come out naturally.

The teacher reads it once, the students below read it once, read it a dozen or twenty times, they will almost memorize it, and then read the next paragraph, different ages read different textbooks, interspersed and repeated.

Less than half an hour later, Xiao Hong beside him was drowsy with his head drooping, and he did not lie down on the table with a willpower.

It's hard for him to be so boring.

As for the other children, they couldn't sit still anymore. Bored, they kept making small movements to pass the time.

Even the most serious Xiao Ming couldn't help but move his butt, and flirted with He Mingrui next to him with his textbook upright, laughing silently.

Xu Zhi sat in front of the hall and could see clearly what was going on underneath, but he didn't say anything, he shook his head and half-closed his eyes.

Suddenly, He Xichao felt something touch the back of his head.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and found a note sticking to his hair. He took it off and saw the big word "wild species". He raised his eyebrows and was speechless.

However, he still pretended to turn his head angrily and glared at He Mingrui.

He Mingrui looked at him sarcastically, as if he could do anything to me.

He Xi heaved his chest, turned around silently, and ignored him no more.

Suddenly, there was a laughing sound from behind, He Xichao turned his head abruptly, and a note floated down, this time it was not "wild species", but "my mother and maidservant".

"Are you sick!" He Xichao asked angrily.

He Mingrui leaned forward, and sneered coldly: "Didn't you threaten me, and dare to sue my aunt, I said, you wait for me."

"Childish." He Xichao said.

Suddenly a ball of paper flew over and hit He Xichao on the head, he looked over and it was Xiao Ming.

He Xichao felt something flowing from his head, and reached out his hand to touch it. The ink in his hand, and the funny and dumbfounded look, instantly caused a burst of laughter from behind.

Xiao Hong was awakened by this smile. He turned his head and saw the ink on He Xichao's face and stained his hands. He had never seen He Xichao in such a mess before, and he immediately became angry.

He stood up abruptly, turned around and asked, "Who did it?"

"Ahem, have you recited everything?" Xu Zhi opened his eyes and asked calmly.

As soon as he spoke, the children below sat upright, picked up the textbook and pretended to read, leaving only Xiao Hong standing alone.

He Xichao looked at it coldly, no one had any guilt in their eyes, instead it was as if they had done something fun, they were novelty and happy.

And after the master said this sentence, there was no more sound.

He Xichao finally pulled Xiao Hong's sleeve with a face full of ink, and shook his head gently.

His eyes slowly turned red, and after a while there was a sobbing sound, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Your Highness, I want to wash up..."

Without saying a word, Xiao Hong pulled He Xichao out of the door of the upper study room, and went back to Jing'an Palace.

Leaving a pair of mocking eyes watching their backs.