The Paranoid Prince is pretending to be pitiful again [Transmigration Book]

The arc of Xie Shijue's mouth rose little by little. He looked at Duan Xingyu and said word by word, "Duan Xingyu, did you do it on purpose?"

Use his money to make other girls happy?

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't understand, but he could clearly feel that the atmosphere was not good.

Xie Shichen had already rushed over, he looked at Xie Shijue nervously, "Ninth Brother Nine."

The arc of the corner of the mouth froze, "Duan Xingyu, Yinzi, pay me back tomorrow."

"Ah?" Xie Shichen looked confused, and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't understand.

Xie Shijue gritted his teeth, "You deliver it to the mansion yourself. If you don't pay it back for a day, the interest will be doubled."

Warm incense was burning in Zhizhi Hall, and Duan Xingyu was drowsy with his arms crossed, until a cool breeze brushed his cheeks, he opened his eyes, and only saw a piece of indigo clothes.

He heard someone take a seat behind him.

Qiu Hongzheng was the first to come over and asked for warmth for a while.Duan Xingyu was no longer tired when he listened to the human voice.

Qiu Hongzheng finally returned to his seat.

Duan Xingyu took out a piece of broken silver from his purse, turned around and put it on his desk, "Return it to you, it's settled."

Clean up?wishful thinking.

Xie Shijue was still holding Tang Pozi in his arms, "I'll let you send it to my house."

"..." Duan Xingyu lowered his voice, "Don't make trouble for no reason."

"I just made trouble for no reason, what's wrong?"

Duan Xingyu saw Cai Yujun next to him looking over like a ghost, so he had no choice but to take back the money, "Okay. Give me back the soup lady, this soup lady is more expensive than sugar-fried chestnuts."

Who hasn't lost their temper yet.

Xie Shijue hid Pozi Tang in his robe, "I want to get it myself."

"Then do you want to get the money yourself?"

Xie Shijue looked at him, and said seriously, "If you want me to visit the Hou Mansion in person, you can..."

"..."

Duan Xingyu was helpless, and secretly sighed in his heart why this person was so naive.He turned around.

Another voice came from behind, "If you don't take it, give it to me."

Duan Xingyu ignored him.

Unable to amuse anyone, Xie Shijue's face sank the moment he turned around.

There is a horse riding lesson today, Duan Xingyu went to the racecourse after lunch.Haoyu and Jinghong were absent, so Qiu Hongzheng helped him choose a horse.

He led the black horse, but he was not at all interested.

The students practiced the items for the exam in pairs.Xie Shijue also came over, the difference was that he didn't follow Jinghong behind him, nor did he lead Haoyu to hand over to Duan Xingyu.

As soon as he saw him, Duan Xingyu turned around and led the horse away.

"What are you running for?" He followed, step by step.

"Didn't run."

Duan Xingyu held the rope in his hand and stirred it tangledly.

He was embarrassed to ask because there were too many people just now, but now everyone is busy practicing and no one is watching them.

He looked Xie Shijue up and down, and asked softly, "Are you fully recovered?"

He frowned, a little disgusted: "I don't know how to wear more."

Dress so nicely for whom.

Xie Shijue was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slowly.

"It's not cold today."

"You're fine." Xie Shijue took a step closer.

Duan Xingyu subconsciously recognized the face, and squeezed the rein tightly with his palm.

"Yu'er..." His voice was sticky, "You care about me, right?"

Xie Shijue is such a greedy person, he can easily get his way.

That's the kind of him who can easily grasp Duan Xingyu's weakness.

Duan Xingyu was helpless, and was about to speak when the horse he had been leading suddenly started to gallop. He was pulled forward while holding the rein, and the rope rubbed against his palm, leaving a gash.

"hiss--"

"Yu'er..." Xie Shijue took his hand and examined it carefully.

Xie Shijue's hands were cold.Duan Xingyu remembered that when he first learned how to ride a horse, he fell, and Xie Shijue's fingers were warm at that time.

The breeder in the school had already returned with the horse, "Second Master Duan, did your hand hurt?"

Xie Shijue's face was gloomy like the sky about to rain, "Go and deal with the wound."

Duan Xingyu wanted to pull his hand back, "No need, just a little injury."

Xie Shijue did not let go, "There are doctors in the school."

Duan Xingyu still wanted to refuse, but he heard him sigh, "Be obedient, okay?"

Wrapping his fingers around his wrist, he squeezed it lightly. Xie Shijue's movements were a little cautious and tentative, but so firm.

The doctor in the school came from the imperial hospital, and the wound was not deep, so it was not difficult to deal with it, but someone couldn't help but worry too much.

Duan Xingyu just frowned slightly, and Xie Shijue standing next to him turned even darker, but because the doctor was a little older, Xie Shijue said kindly, "Be gentle."

Doctor Li glanced at him, "It's just a skin injury, don't worry too much."

Xie Shijue seemed a little dissatisfied, but he just opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end.

The wound actually hurt a little, but Duan Xingyu tried his best to maintain the calm on the surface.

He only retracted his fingers when some kind of dark liquid was poured on the open wound.

"Does it hurt?" Xie Shijue's eyebrows were furrowed tighter than Duan Xingyu himself.

Finally finished the medicine, Xie Shijue held his hand carefully, pestered the doctor to ask a few more questions, and repeated the precautions the doctor said after going out.

Duan Xingyu wanted to interrupt him a little bit, but also wanted to continue listening to him.

So I just listened quietly to his rambling.

Finally, Xie Shijue said, "Yu'er, let's go back to the past."

Duan Xingyu paused.

Once upon a time?How long ago was it?

Before confessing?

After that day, the relationship between them remained at a wonderfully balanced point. Xie Shijue would occasionally poke his shoulder from behind to borrow a writing brush from him, and occasionally borrow his ideas to discuss, but the two never met again. Never been alone, and no one sat down beside him to peel a bowl of shrimp for him.

It is indeed back to the past, but there is always something separated.

Duan Xingyu was restless, and for some reason, he always felt uncomfortable, but the matter of strategy and discussion finally made progress, and he couldn't think about it for a while.

Zhang Zheng suddenly personally sent him to Qingping Pavilion and asked him some details about the theory.

Although Duan Xingyu didn't know why Zhang Zheng suddenly brought up this matter, he was also unambiguous, and he told the matter in detail, and also said that the reason why he didn't say anything before was because there was no evidence.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zheng compared the theories submitted by Duan Xingqin with those made by Duan Xingyu during these days, and found that the writing of the articles was similar, even the taboos were consistent.

Duan Xingyu's article is a typical three-paragraph argumentative essay, with a total-point-total structure.

The taboo is that Duan Xingyu always replaces "city" with "city" in order to avoid the taboo of his grandfather's name, so some names that do not match the actual place names will inevitably appear in the writing.

Duan Xingyu's avoidance was influenced by his mother, and Duan Xingqin naturally did not avoid the word "city".This has become a habit for Duan Xingyu, he didn't expect this level, and he was surprised that the masters could find it.

It's just that it's impossible to tell from the taboo alone, and later I heard that the Ninth Prince proved it, claiming to have read Duan Xingyu's article a long time ago, so he was given justice.

The night in the Hou Mansion was always quiet, but tonight there were more voices, but the atmosphere was suffocating for no reason.

Duan Xingqin was kneeling, and the eldest lady was crying beside Duan Hou.

Duan Xingyu stood beside Qin Shi, watching this scene coldly.

"Master, how could Qin'er do such a thing, please be careful, and don't listen to the villain's slander!" The eldest madam hugged Duan Hou's thigh and cried uncontrollably, regardless of her appearance.

Although Qin shi was usually unwilling to start disputes with others, she was still very angry now, "I don't know who the 'villain' that my sister refers to?"

"You..." Da Furen pointed at Qin Yunwan, "Who doesn't know that Xingyu was stupid since he was a child and didn't like reading at all. How could he write such a good policy theory? He is clearly jealous of our Qiner and deliberately framed him."

She couldn't choose what to say, "Relying on the disdainful relationship with the Ninth Prince..."

Duan Xingyu's pupils shrank.

Qin Yunwan held Duan Xingyu's hand tightly.

"Shut up!" Duan Hou interrupted sharply, "You're talking nonsense!"

The eldest lady seemed to have broken the jar, "I can't tell? Everyone said that the Ninth Prince was very cold, why did he treat him so well alone? The Ninth Prince lived in our Hou's residence a few times. Didn't you stay in the same room with him once?"

His sharp eyes swept towards Qin Yunwan, "If you're good, don't learn, but learn from his shameless uncle."

She sneered, "Master, I'm afraid that a good son of yours, relying on your good looks, will use your unrefined methods to discredit our Hou family!"

Qin Yunwan's eyes were red, "Why don't we Qilan bother my sister to care about him, as long as he lives well, I, as a sister, can be considered worthy of my parents under the nine springs."

Qin Yunwan scratched Duan Xingyu's wrist in pain, "Madam! Please be careful with your words."

He held his mother's hand instead, and squeezed it comfortingly, which was actually comforting himself.

He lowered his eyes, "How can the royal family allow others to discuss it. If Da Furen's words today are spread outside, it will really bring disaster to our Hou Mansion."

He raised his eyes and looked at Duan Xingqin who had been silent all this time, "Whether big brother stole my theory, he knows it well. But Madam, don't worry, that theory is just a piece of paper to me, I am bored It was written to refute it at that time."

He paused, successfully capturing Duan Xingqin's dazed expression.

He chuckled, "I've already submitted a new theory, and I'll wait for the master to judge it with the bachelors."

He looked at Duan Hou, "Father, not everyone knows about this matter, and I didn't intend to cut off my eldest brother's career, it's just..."

"My mother and I are not at the mercy of others, as long as the elder brother apologizes to me and promises not to set foot in my yard and Wutong Garden again, I implore father to be the master of the child."

"The whole Hou Mansion belongs to us Qin'er, you..."

Duan Xingqin held back the hysterical eldest lady, he knew very well that once this matter was exposed to the Holy One, he would no longer be able to become an official.

He looked at Duan Xingyu, "It's my fault, father, second brother, I was confused for a while, I'm sorry, I beg second brother to forgive me this time, I promise I will never dare again in the future, and I will never step on it again." One step into your...including Erniang's yard."