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Lian Jia stared her slender phoenix eyes into roundness abruptly, and looked at Brother Huang with her mouth pouted.

"Brother Huang, why don't you ask Fulou to come out to play. You don't let me dress him up. Does he look good recently?"

The two brothers and sisters are leisurely eating grapes in the gazebo in the garden.Of course, there is also Naga who is playing with the rabbit.

Hara straightened her hair, ignored her, put her hands on the pages of the book, "Why do you talk so much all day long?"

They are resting and chatting here, why do they always mention floating buildings?

He and Fulou have not spoken for more than ten days in a row.Ever since he was impulsive that day, Fulou seemed to have a shadow on him, and she cringed when she saw him, as if she felt that she would do something if she didn't hide from him, thinking of him as a hypocrite.

Thinking of Fulou has a mysterious sweetheart——

Hara simply ignored him.Probably because he, Prince Hara, had never bothered to chase people before, so he didn't bother to think about it.

I haven't told anyone about this matter, Lian Jia and Naga don't know that they are having an awkward dispute.

The three little white rabbits in the cage were raised by Lian Jia. She suggested that Brother Huang give one to Fulou, but Brother Huang flatly refused without saying the reason.If she guessed correctly, Fulou should like small animals very much.

Lian Jia held the grapes and said, "By the way, I went to the market with Naga yesterday and saw something very interesting."

There was no mention of Fulou, so Brother Huang turned to listen to her, "What?"

"There is just one family. It seems that they came to settle down in the east. The clothes they wear are like the clothes of the oriental people. Moreover, they have collected scriptures for generations. They posted a notice on the street that day, saying that it was for When my daughter invites her relatives, she needs to solicit calligraphy samples of young talents from various families. The bridegroom will be determined by the character of the man in the lingmi. Many people on the street have tried it, but after waiting for a long time, the daughter in the back room I don't even know who she likes..." Lian Jia described the scene she saw with style, and she almost forgot to bring such a new thing back to the palace to share with others. Naga has a marriage contract, but she can't enjoy such interesting things.

After Lianjia said something, Naga slowly turned his head from the side of the rabbit cage, and said lazily, not paying attention to the matter, "I said yesterday, is calligraphy so important? If you make such a comment, you Thinking about your imperial brother's level, which girl would fall in love with him."

Lian Jia also seemed to have thought of something interesting, and burst out laughing, "That's right. But you forgot, a fortune teller next to you said, this is called fate, if the other party falls in love with you, it's Ming It's predestined, very romantic, isn't it, Brother Huang?"

Rolling up the corner of the book, Haruo said lightly——

"Oh."

He actually heard what Lian Jia said from the beginning to the end, what kind of "romantic in the dark"... This kind of nonsense actually aroused his interest.

While the imperial sister was chatting with Naga, he got up to move around, but walked to the front of Fulou's room by a strange coincidence.

I always feel that I want to explain something, otherwise my heart will never be at ease.

Taking a deep breath calmly, Hara clasped his hands and knocked on the door.

He knocked on the door three times, and said in response to the sound of knocking on the door, "Fulou?"

Three more knocks, no response.not here?Where did he go to play, the royal family didn't stipulate that he couldn't go out to play, maybe he went to fool around with Su Mo or something.

That's fine, that's the best——

He deliberately wanted to ease their relationship, but it seemed unnecessary.

When he turned his head, there was the sound of trotting footsteps in the inner room. Dashala opened the door. Seeing that it was an uninvited guest, he froze by the door and did not dare to move. His nerves were a little tense, "Hara? What's wrong?"

When I see Hara now, I can't help thinking of what kind of skin he was wearing under the thin shirt, and that day in the bathroom, they...

Hara pulled open the open neckline, and seemed to notice the discomfort, "I haven't seen you out these days, aren't you still angry because of what happened in the bathroom last time?"

Haruo stared at him blushing, and Dasha immediately shook his head.In fact, he stopped being angry a long time ago. Although he had lingering fears, but then again, Haruo is not a bad person. After so many days, he should have let go of it long ago.

"No, I didn't take that matter to heart." As if remembering something, Dasha said worriedly, "By the way, is the injury on your hand healed?"

Looking at Hara's arm, it seemed that there was no discomfort or inconvenience at all due to the wound, and he held a book in his hand that he rarely touched, which made Dasha linger a few more times.

"Of course." He Luo raised his arm, and found that the other person's eyes were also shaking with his arm, "What's the matter, do you want to read? Today I will accompany me to the study to practice calligraphy."

Without even thinking about it, Hara offered the invitation.Dasha didn't respond.

"Practice calligraphy?..."

Practicing calligraphy is an activity even more unfamiliar to him than horseback riding. This is not something that ordinary people can practice. Only educated people know how to practice calligraphy. Naturally, he has nothing to do with a child from the countryside like him. He knows more characters. It is very few.

Haruo didn't intend to enter the door, but took him out, "You haven't visited the Sutra Pavilion yet, there are a lot of classical documents there, maybe you are interested, if you are not interested, go to the study with me to practice calligraphy."

"No, no need." Hearing the word "practicing calligraphy" again, Dasha resisted endlessly, his head was in a daze.

He is really not very literate. What he is most worried about is that his identity will be exposed. He lives here and has always been very cautious. He doesn't talk much. He mostly listens to what others say. Except for the habitual concern for others that cannot be changed, he They are very careful.

Haruo once again held his shoulders like before, with a sincere voice: "Aren't you not angry? Then you can always accompany me?"

He has put down his airs, what is there to disagree with?It was too late even if he disagreed, Hara had already tightly imprisoned him in his arms.

"...Okay." Following Hara's footsteps, Dasha arrived at Hara's study nervously, and was terrified by the imposing sight when he entered the room.

There is a smell of books in the face, all the poems, books and scriptures are piled up on the towering bookcases, except for the rows of books that can be obtained on the first floor, the rest can only be obtained from the stairs to the second floor, and it is not even enough. To the high place, also need to use the escalator to support.All he could see were words he couldn't understand.

There was no one else in the study room, so Dasha didn't know what to do, so he sat at the desk in the middle hall, and he didn't dare to look at the scrolls and pens and ink piled up on it, because he didn't understand... It seems that he was coming to Nabeles It was a little too hasty before, and the etiquette and knowledge that Indra gave him were not enough. If he was asked about calligraphy and painting, how should he answer?Haruo looked around on the first floor and seemed to have found a few books he liked, so he put the stack on the table.

After counting a few books, he handed one of them into Dasha's hand, "I'll give you a book."

"For me?" After taking it, Dasha looked at the cover with both hands.

Haruo coughed, and blocked it with the back of his hand, "Don't open it yet, this is a story book, you can read it when you go back."

Holding the book cherishingly, Dasha smiled, "Well, good."

Dasha is obedient, so he definitely wouldn't read it on the spot. Haruo went to fiddle with other things again, and after a while he found some scrolls and spread them out on the spacious table to cover the seals, "...by the way, floating Lou, come and help me read a few words."

Dasha hesitated for a moment, if he said that he couldn't read well, would he be very suspicious, very suspicious... He bit the bullet and went over, wanting to deal with it casually.

He Luoping spread out a total of three characters, which were stored close to the scroll, and a few huge characters were drawn on the thin sandpaper. Unfortunately, Dasha would find it extremely difficult to read it out. He could only read a few words. Probably, this should be the calligraphy in the legend. Before anyone can take a closer look, Haruo asked, "Which one do you think looks better?"

The three pictures all looked similar, and there was nothing special about them at all. Could it be that they were all Hara's own works from different periods? He wanted to compare them?Dasha pointed at the picture in front of him, "This one."

I thought that the other party would choose for a long time, but the answer was confirmed at a glance, and Haruo couldn't help but raised the word to confirm again.

"Aren't you lying to me?"

Dasha shook his head, "No, I think it looks pretty good."

"Do you really think so?"

Before he changed his words, Haruo hurriedly put away the scroll.The other two paintings were calligraphy left by other courtiers in the Cangjing Pavilion. Only these two people were not very skilled, and there was no huge gap compared with Haruo, so he picked it, and the one inserted in the middle Naturally, he wrote it himself. Unexpectedly, Prince Fulou said that his picture is beautiful. Could this be what Lian Jia said was destined... This is definitely not his own sentimentality.

"What's the matter, Hara?" Dasha clasped his hands together.He really didn't know calligraphy, so he chose it at random, not sure if he said something wrong.

Haruo pointed to the bookshelves around, and changed the subject, although he was overjoyed beyond words, "It's nothing, just take a look."

After that, Dasha walked between the upper and lower bookcases a few times, browsed through most of the books here, and then left with the book given by Hara.Although he didn't understand any of them, he was very happy that Hara shared this place with him.

It’s just that the book he brought back, no matter how much he looked at it, he couldn’t understand the awkward words in it. He started to read it carefully from the first page, and the words in the first column made him feel very strange. The scriptures or dictionaries that others call—but it is really a storybook created by folks.

Such a complicated story is even more incomprehensible. After reading about a page, he couldn't read it with difficulty. He was going to take the book to ask Hara for advice.

The midsummer is over, and many other kinds of flowers are blooming in the courtyard, decorating the surrounding shrubs.Before going to Hara, Dasha suddenly had the idea of ​​taking a walk here.The flowers and trees here are well planned, neatly arranged on both sides of the gravel road, there will never be any unevenness, as long as you walk around every day and breathe the fragrant air here, you will feel better a lot of.

A clear and clean voice entered the ears.

"Fulou, what are you doing here?"

Turning around, Dasha laughed in surprise.The beauty with long hair tied back in front of her was Su Mo who hadn't seen her for a long time.

Unexpectedly, when we meet again today, Su Mo has changed again. His long hair is often done in different ways, and there is a faint smile on his mouth. It may be that his image has changed. He is much stranger, and Dasha is blunt. He said hello, "Sumo? Long time no see... hello."

Su Mo took a step closer and walked beside him.Hearing that His Highness Hara often took Fulou out to play, but the two of them didn't stay together very much recently, he planned to visit. After all, Hara didn't like him being by Fulou's side before.

"Are you walking alone?"

Dasha picked up the book in his hand and smiled shyly, "I'm...reading, but I don't understand it, and I want to ask someone for advice."

"The light here is pretty good, and it's a good place to read." Su Mo found a cool chair by the side of the stone road and sat down, with one hand gracefully resting on the armrest. "If you don't mind, you can ask me."

Such kindness seemed hard to refuse, so Dasha also sat down, stroked the cover, thought for a long time, and then slowly said: "I don't quite understand the content here, can you...don't tell others about this matter ?”

Since he could ask Somo for advice, he had no choice but to be honest.As long as he didn't want more, Dasha handed the book out.

"Okay, of course I won't tell others. I'll take a look for you." Without further ado, Su Mo began to flip through the pages, and at a glance, he knew that this was a brand new book published in recent years. The corners are also free from stains and dust.

After scanning a few pages, Su Mo smiled inexplicably: "Hehe... Fulou, who gave you this book?"

Dasha still didn't know the content, let alone what Sumo saw. He blinked and quickly replied, "It's Hara. He took me to his study. This book was given to me by him today. , I am also going to ask him for advice."

Seeing the dumbfounded expression, Su Mo smiled deeper, "So, it's him. I'll read it to you."

Dasha looked forward to it, and said with a smile, "...Well, read it quickly."

Su Mo's slender hands were covering the pages of the book, and his fingertips traced a line of words, but he still didn't read out the content.He shook his head and laughed, "Fulou, you really don't understand what is written in this book? Or, did you do it on purpose? Do you want me to read it?"

After thinking about it for a while, Dasha came up with an excuse, "I... was neglected to study when I was young, so... I don't understand much."

Somo nodded, "So that's how it is." He turned another page, but still didn't read it out, or rather, didn't know where to start.

Dasha stared at him blankly, "Sumo?"

Taking a deep breath, Su Mo seemed to be struggling with his thoughts, and finally closed the book neatly, "Hara really knows how to choose, and it turned out to be a book with such a plot."

Dasha felt strange, why didn't Sumo read it?He looked at the cover, thought about the first page he read before, and there was nothing wrong, "What...plot?"

Su Mo simply returned the book to him, and put it seriously in Dasha's hands, "Why don't you go and ask Hara himself for advice, Fulou, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it if I read it later."

"What's written in it..." Dasha looked down at the cover. He probably understood these words, which were used by folks to describe a certain collection of stories...

Seeing his appearance, Su Mo guessed that he might really not understand, so after a long pause, he explained, "It's about skin-to-skin relationship. Your Highness must be inviting you, and I hope you have skin-to-skin relationship with him. But I think he should be respecting your status as the prince of a neighboring country, so he just hinted at you that if he had his eyes on someone else, he would have been the overlord long ago."

Skin-to-skin relationship?Dasha's eyes widened, but he didn't dare to look at Somo. He fastened the cover tightly, and suddenly he didn't dare to look at it. He put the book aside and blushed. He suddenly thought of many messy things. The picture of Hara's intimacy with others also emerged immediately, "Suma, what do you mean, what is written here is..."

"Yes, he gave you such a book, it should be for you to realize for yourself that he is interested in you." Sumo looked at Dasha's bewildered look, turned his head and rubbed his chin.I can't help but wonder if the person in front of me is too naive.

Dasha listened to every single word in his head, and his mind became more and more confused... He Luo was interested in him?Want to have skin-to-skin contact with him?Yes, is it that kind of skin-to-skin relationship? That's why Hara always walks next to him, whether it's riding an elephant or riding a horse, he will be with him, even teasing him from time to time, helping him change clothes, and even... it turns out All because——

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Shaking his head desperately, Dasha stopped thinking, probably because he was too shocked by this fact.And what do you mean—interested in him?Do you like it, or simply want to get close...

Dasha murmured softly, "...couldn't it be that he was playing tricks on me..."

Su Mo carefully observed his every word and every move, and put a palm on the back of Dasha's hand, "If you don't have feelings for Your Highness, you might as well tell him, Fulou, you are very attractive, I don't mind getting a favor from His Highness." Take love with a knife in your hand."

Dasha shrank his hands in confusion, not knowing what to say for a while, "...I..."

Su Mo's words made him horrified, what kind of charm, what kind of arrogance?It was so embarrassing that he didn't know anything about it.Besides, knowing what Hara meant by sending him such a book, he still couldn't get back to his senses.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." Somo didn't stop, but sat closer.Prince Fulou's innocent and lovely side is so attractive, but he doesn't notice it. It's really interesting. Su Mo approached him and asked softly, "Have you figured out how to ask for advice? If you haven't thought about it, I'll do it." Tell you."

Excuse me, what?If the content in the book is really what Su Mo said, how could he have the nerve to ask for advice again!

Facing Su Mo's ambiguous eyes, Dasha felt his face was burning all the time, and wanted to leave this place quickly.

When fleeing in despair, I forgot to take the book.

……

……

In Haruo's room, he paced back and forth, struggling with something on his forehead.

"Fulou, you should have read the book I gave you yesterday."

"Fulou, have you read the book I gave you yesterday?"

"Fulou, do you think the book I gave you is good?"

The tables and chairs vibrated from his hard slap.He practiced a few times, but he didn't know how to say it?Presumably, Fulou has already read part of the book, and should have noticed everything that should be noticed, and Haruo felt extremely guilty.

A few disturbing knocks on the door interrupted the thoughts——

It was Miaoyin's timid voice, who said through the crack of the door, "Your Highness, Lord Sumo is asking to see you."

Hearing the name made me even more disturbed.It's okay, he will come to see you?Could it be related to the floating building?At present, Su Mo is not yet a rival in love, but he is already an opponent.Hara said coldly, "Come in."

Sumo pushed the door lightly, and Hara sat at the table, showing no intention of getting up to greet him.When I first saw him, what caught my eye was the book he was holding in his hand.

As Su Mo approached, he also raised the book and shook it, smiling very deeply.Haruo's face changed, "Why do you have this book?" Even if he only glanced at the cover, he could immediately recognize that it was the one he gave Fulou yesterday.It can't be the same book, can it?

Putting the book upright in front of Hara, Su Mo smiled and explained without shame: "Your Highness, this is the book you sent to Fulou."

"Why did he give it to you?" Haruo said angrily, with mixed emotions in his chest.Is it really the same book?How did Fulou give this book to someone else?Before Su Mo could explain, many bad associations flashed through his mind.

Su Mo crossed his arms and leaned against the table, "Your Highness, Fulou came to me yesterday and wanted to share this book with me, so I naturally read it to him."

Hara suppressed his anger, stood up and equaled Sumo, "What did you say?"

Share, read it again?This is impossible, is this what Fulou did?

But the book is in the hands of Su Mo, this is an indisputable fact.

Su Mo glanced at the books he had placed on the table, and laughed out loud, "I came here on purpose to return the property to its original owner, and Fulou is sorry to hand it over to you in person, maybe because he doesn't treat you that way. the meaning of."

"Get out." He clasped his fingers tightly on the table, he really didn't want to fight with his fists.

Su Mo tactfully walked to the door, and finished his sentence without changing his face, without losing any elegance, "Your Highness, since Prince Fulou doesn't like you, you can't always use this vulgar way to seduce him. It's not too good to go out. But he's really cute when he's blushing and beating his heart."

Haruo gritted his teeth and choked out a question, "What have you guys done?"

"What do you say?"

Su Mo pushed the door softly and left indifferently, showing off silently.

The remaining anger, unwillingness, frustration, and loss are simply indescribable.

Yesterday was still so pleasantly surprised that Fulou liked his calligraphy——

How could it be possible to show Sumo this book?