National teacher, he is a sick beauty

On the second day, Shen Ci left the imperial study. Zhao Yin and the others did not stop him, but they followed him.

Shen Ci didn't care, and went to Zangshu Pavilion.

The two walked through the imperial garden, separated by a rockery, and Shen Ci stopped suddenly.

He vaguely heard some palace people talking about "Sir", "Like Mr. Shen" and so on.

On the other side of the rockery, two little girls sat in a row against the rockery during their break time, reading a booklet in their hands, covering their mouths and smiling from time to time, or looking at each other, talking to each other.

"So, it seems that Mr. was locked up, but in fact it was Lang'er who was locked up."

"So that's it, sir is too fierce."

"But this painting makes me feel very familiar, I always feel like I have seen it somewhere before."

"Me too, me too. This artist paints very vivid images, but I just can't tell who it is!"

"However, this gentleman's behavior is too much like Mr. Shen."

"I feel the same way. I don't dare to say anything else. It's just this aura, the appearance of turning hands into clouds and hands into rain. It's exactly the same as Mr. Shen."

"Oh, look at this pose, it's too difficult!"

"Can it still be like this, won't it break?"

"Lang'er is a martial arts practitioner, with good resilience!"

"Hey, hey, look at people, don't be seen."

"I see you rest assured, he he he!!!"

"Sir turned Lang'er around!"

"My God!"

Behind the rockery, Zhao Yin kept glancing at Shen Ci's face, only to see Master Guoshi standing there with an unclear expression, keeping his secrets secret.

Zhao Yin couldn't feel the cold sweat. In this palace, in broad daylight, there are palace people reading forbidden books here, it's really terrible!

It's okay to look at it, and you still say you look like a master of the country, what's wrong with it!

"Cough cough!"

The two little maids heard coughing, quickly hid the notebook, and looked around.

I saw the national teacher in a white robe stepping out from behind the rockery with a sullen face, wearing a bright yellow cloak.

The faces of the two little maids were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "My lord, please forgive me!"

Shen Ci walked to a place one step away from the two and stopped: "What are you hiding, take it out."

"No...nothing."

Shen Ci sneered: "As the emperor's teacher, Shen, seeing me is like seeing His Majesty in person. Do you know what the punishment is for the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

The little maid didn't say a word, but kowtowed so hard that her head was covered with blood.

Shen Ci looked at it coldly, and said again: "Take it out!"

Zhao Yin sighed, and sent two people to search him.

As a result, they were not found, and Zhao Yin was surprised and said to Shen Ci: "My lord, Your Majesty is about to go down, why don't you hand these two people over to the jailer?"

Shen Ci was noncommittal, he glanced at the two kneeling, and walked towards the rockery.

He accurately took out a booklet from the gap in the rockery, and only flipped a page casually.

With a "snap", the book was instantly closed.

Zhao Yin didn't even have time to pry into what was written inside.

When the two little maids heard this sound, it seemed as if it hit their hearts. The two of them even heard the sound of their own heads falling to the ground, and they didn't even kowtow, they froze in place.

Shen Ci squeezed the book in his hand until it deformed. He thought it was a folk story book, but he didn't expect it to be a folk picture book.

The entire page inside is filled with pictures of "Forbidden Books". There are fewer words and more paintings, and it is very eye-catching at a glance. Shen Ci has always been a careful person, and he can see it with just a glance.

The curtains on the bed flew lightly, with a few sketches, obviously no faces were drawn, but they knew who the two were, so they almost wrote their names on it. Perhaps they were afraid of causing death, so they changed their names. No wonder the two little maids said picture.

Shen Ci couldn't remember how he walked back to the imperial study room. When he returned to the yard, Chu Lang was sitting under the tree, fiddling with something in his hands. When he saw Shen Ci coming back, he didn't get up: "Mr. Are you in the court?"

Shen Ci was stunned: "How does Your Majesty know?"

Chu Lang smiled: "Since Mr. entered the palace to teach me, he often ran to the library, and every time he went, he would bring a few books with him."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Shen Ci's hand, and saw that the man's hands were empty. He was a little surprised: "Didn't Mister pick up the book?"

Shen Ci nodded and approached him, only then did he see clearly that there was a bowl of soup in Lang's hand that he didn't know what to make.

Although Chu Lang felt strange in his heart, he didn't ask any more questions, and handed the soup in his hand to Shen Ci: "Mr. doesn't like to drink medicine, because the medicine is too bitter. I specially sent someone to find other prescriptions from the people. A bowl of loquat dew can also cure coughs, the taste is not bitter, I also added some sugar, it will not affect the efficacy of the medicine, sir, try it?"

Shen Ci originally heard that it was medicine, but was about to push it away, but he didn't hear it hard, so he tasted it suspiciously.

The taste of loquat dew is indeed not bitter like the imperial doctor's prescription in the palace, it is a bit cool with mint, and also a little sweet, not like medicine, but like some kind of sweet soup.

Chu Lang waited for Shen Ci to drink the last sip, and suddenly moved, pulling out a book hidden in Shen Ci's sleeve: "Mr. has clearly taken the book, why did you hide it from me? Is there any book in this library that I can't see?" ?”

As soon as Shen Ci saw that the booklet was snatched by Chu Lang, he hurried to grab it, but Chu Lang stood up and held the booklet up to the top. There was a distance, but they couldn't reach it no matter what. The difference between the two was obviously only half a head.

Shen Ciwei said: "Your Majesty, return it to the minister."

Chu Lang raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, Shen Ci withdrew his hand, and Chu Lang took the opportunity to turn a page.

Shen Ci hesitated to speak, but knew he couldn't be stopped.

Chu Lang glanced at it for the first time, and smiled deeply: "Mr. Trapped in Force/Control/Love?"

Shen Ci just had a quick glance, but he didn't look at the title of the booklet. Now that he knew the contents, hearing Chu Lang read out the title of the booklet, he had mixed feelings for a while.

Chu Lang turned another page, the smile froze on his face.

Shen Ci silently looked away.

Chu Lang closed the book and approached Shen Ci: "Could it be that I asked my husband to teach me how to serve my bed yesterday, and today my husband specially went to learn a thing or two, so that he can continue to teach me when he comes back?"

Shen Ci didn't expect Chu Lang to think this way, and quickly denied it: "I didn't!"

With a smile in Chu Lang's eyes, he raised the booklet in his hand: "Then dare to ask, sir, where did this come from?"

Shen Ci said truthfully: "On the way to Zangshu Pavilion, I met two little maids talking about it."

Zhao Yin explained what happened just now in detail.

Chu Lang was not angry, but smiled indifferently: "It's interesting."

Shen Ci glanced at him: "For no reason, how could such a picture book be born?"

Chu Lang thought for a while, then said jokingly: "Perhaps someone wants Mr. Zhen Fang out of the palace."

Shen Ci shook his head and did not speak.

Chu Lang asked him, "Sir, is this loquat delicious?"

Shen Ci glanced at the bottomed bowl: "It's still okay."

"That's good, I didn't waste all my thoughts in vain."

Shen Ci: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chu Lang forced Shen Ci to the edge of the stone table with a smile, and asked, "Since I want to thank you, sir, will you continue to teach me how to serve the bed?"

Shen Ci pursed his lips and frowned slightly. He propped up the stone table with both hands, barely keeping a little distance from Chu Lang: "This matter...I can't teach you."

Chu Lang seemed to be very disappointed: "It's because my aptitude is too poor, sir won't teach me?"

Shen Ci coughed lightly: "Your Majesty is talented and intelligent, and it's just a matter of serving the bed. Your Majesty can send Zhao Yin to buy some... similar books outside the palace. You can read it by yourself."

Chu Lang slowly approached Shen Ci: "But Mr. has always answered my questions and solved my doubts. I still want Mr. to teach me."

Shen Ci stretched out his hand and was about to push the person away, the little emperor in front of him did turn sideways quickly, Shen Ci only felt a sudden pain in his earlobe, he quickly backed away one meter from Chu Lang's side.

Shen Ci pinched his earlobe and glared at Chu Lang: "You!"

Unexpectedly, Chu Lang blinked, and said innocently: "Sir, don't you like me biting your earlobe? Then it seems that I can't bite the queen's earlobe in the future."

Shen Ci closed his eyes and calmed down the agitation in his chest: "If the minister doesn't like it, it doesn't mean the queen doesn't like it."

Chu Lang looked at it, not knowing whether it was because of sensitive earlobe or blushing because of his anger, and smiled: "But if you don't even like the husband, how can the queen like it?"

Shen Ci: "..."

What exactly does Little Emperor mean?

Shen Ci couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to run away. He put down his hands, flicked his sleeves, and left the yard: "I'm going to the imperial study to read."

Chu Lang watched him leave with a smile, and when Shen Ci's back could no longer be seen, he suppressed his smile and asked Zhao Yin, who was at the side in front of a transparent person: "Have those two little maids been dealt with?"

Zhao Yin shook his head: "No, Master Guoshi didn't say how to deal with it. The servant boldly guessed that the two should be let go?"

Chu Lang picked up the small bowl that Shen Ci drank on the table and turned it around: "Those who can survive from Mr.'s hand, you send someone to follow these two little maids to see where they have gone, see Who and what did they do?"

Zhao Yin understood: "Your Majesty means that the two of them will help Master Guoshi...?"

Chu Lang nodded slightly: "Go."

Zhao Yin quickly responded and withdrew.