After the avatar is reborn

Nian Qiao glanced at Ji Xuerong suspiciously, Ji Xuerong's tone was gentle, and there seemed to be no disturbance.

Do you care so much or don't care?

He thought for a while and asked cautiously, "Your Highness, are you not angry?"

Ji Xuerong said "no".

Nianqiao felt relieved.

"Your Highness, can I copy books with you?" Nian Qiao asked.

Ji Xuerong agreed, so he took his small inkstone and ink brush, flattened the corners of the paper, and started copying books beside Ji Xuerong.

After he finished writing for the first time, Ji Xuerong came over to take a look.

Nianqiao's handwriting was not very good-looking, and he copied a whole page, Ji Xuerong just glanced over it, and saw several typos.

"Reading the bridge, there are a few words wrong." Ji Xuerong pointed it out to him.

Nianqiao scratched his cheek, his cheek was stained with two streaks of ink.He looked at the words he wrote, and then looked at the words in the textbook. The words were too thick, as if they were really different.

"The word Heng is not written like this."

Nianqiao's fingertips were pinned down, and a warm breath came from the side of his neck. Ji Xuerong embraced him behind him, held his hand and taught him to write.

He felt a little uncomfortable, the fragrance of the cold rhinoceros was full, and Ji Xuerong's breath fell on his ears, which made his ears burn.

The deep voice fell in his ears, as if something warm and cool had brushed against his ears.

"Nianqiao, do you remember?"

Nianqiao also had a blush on his cheeks, he felt that Ji Xuerong was intentionally influencing him to copy books, so he turned away to prevent Ji Xuerong from kissing his ear tip.

"Your Highness, I can write by myself, I don't need His Highness to teach me."

Nianqiao held down Ji Xuerong's fingertips and held it gently, not letting Ji Xuerong move.

"Don't move around."

Ji Xuerong looked down at him slightly, and Nianqiao let go of him, and he began to rewrite the word "heng" according to what Ji Xuerong said.

When reading the bridge, he was serious when he was writing. He took a look at what Ji Xuerong had written, and then wrote it next to him.His posture of holding the pen is not standard, and when he lowers his head slightly, a section of the back of his pink neck is exposed.

After he finished writing the word "heng", he felt that he had almost mastered it, and planned to find the typo again, when he felt a slightly cold touch from the back of his neck, he felt as if he had been electrocuted, and then his waist was clasped.

"Nianqiao, I haven't helped you today." Nianqiao was hooped and bumped backward into Ji Xuerong's arms, the brush in his hand fell to the ground, and the ink was scattered on the ground.

"Your Highness..." Nianqiao twisted unhappily. He looked at Shang Ji Xuerong's eyes, which were calm and deep, and there seemed to be faint emotions.

That was his excuse to get close to Ji Xuerong, why didn't he expect that Ji Xuerong would use this excuse to deal with him.

Nianqiao's lips and teeth were blocked, his face turned red, leaning against the table behind him, Ji Xuerong gently pressed the shirt at the collar, suddenly, Ji Xuerong's fingertips pointed down slightly.

……

The things on the little table were scattered all over the place, and he hadn't finished copying the bridge books, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he always felt weird when he was wearing his own clothes.

He touched it himself, feeling a little uncomfortable, and seeing the mess on the ground, he was a little unhappy.

Nianqiao looked at Ji Xuerong, and saw Ji Xuerong's mouth, Ji Xuerong's lips were thin, with two slits bitten out by him.

Who asked Ji Xuerong to kiss him...where to kiss him.

When he thought of it, his face turned red, and he leaned over to act like a baby to Ji Xuerong, "Your Highness, what if Mister Tomorrow blames me."

There must be endless copies of his articles, and it is all Ji Xuerong's fault for delaying him.

Shangshan came over and quickly cleaned up the mess, Ji Xuerong said to him, "I won't let Master blame you."

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out to touch Nianqiao, but Nianqiao subconsciously stepped back a little, he hesitated, "Your Highness, I still have to copy the book."

"And, it's already swollen."

Through the clothes, he felt uncomfortable even when he moved a few times, it was so uncomfortable.

Nianqiao was a little unhappy, just now Ji Xuerong had been pestering him for an hour, and he felt that the fragrance of cold rhinoceros would be on his body.

He raised his sleeve and smelled it, and it seemed that there was indeed a smell.

Ji Xuerong heard the words and said concernedly: "Does it hurt? It's strange that I didn't hold back just now."

With a gentle voice, he glanced at the position under his collarbone.

As soon as Nianqiao heard Ji Xuerong's apology, his original anger subsided a little, his eyeballs rolled, thinking quietly.

He moved slightly towards Ji Xuerong, and suggested: "Your Highness, I can't finish copying like this."

"If I can't finish writing, even if there is His Highness, the gentleman will not wait to see me."

Nian Qiao held Ji Xuerong's fingertips, and said, "Your Highness, can you copy some of it for me?"

"In this way, I won't be scolded by my husband tomorrow."

"Okay, Your Highness." Worried that Ji Xuerong would disagree, Nianqiao sent himself into Ji Xuerong's arms to act like a baby.

He put his arms around Ji Xuerong, knowing that Ji Xuerong liked him so much, he kissed the corner of Ji Xuerong's mouth, and lay in Ji Xuerong's arms tenderly.

Nianqiao's deer eyes were clear, he looked at Ji Xuerong seriously, it seemed that only Ji Xuerong was in his round eyes, and he was holding the corner of Ji Xuerong's clothes with his thin white fingertips.

"Nianqiao, if Gu writes for you, sir will recognize it." Ji Xuerong let Nianqiao lie in his arms.

He didn't care about reading the bridge, it was Ji Xuerong who wasted his time, he said, "Your Highness must have a solution, don't read the scriptures today, can you copy the books for me?"

He was soft and hard, and Ji Xuerong agreed to copy the book.He only copied it a dozen times by himself, and Ji Xuerong copied the rest for him.

Nianqiao was stacking snacks on the side, he tasted two by himself, and glanced at Ji Xuerong who was helping him copy the essays.Ji Xuerong imitated his handwriting, the handwriting is round and looks similar, if you look closely, you can tell that it was not written by him.

But Ji Xuerong was willing to help him copy the books, so he was a little happy.

Nianqiao took a piece of snack and handed it to Ji Xuerong's lips, Ji Xuerong took the snack in her mouth, and her soft lips touched his fingertips.

He bit him lightly.

Nianqiao yelled in pain, "Why is your Highness biting me?"

He discovered Ji Xuerong's bad habit, and he felt a dull pain in his chest, and then he gave Ji Xuerong snacks, deliberately only handing him the leftovers.

He intentionally took a bite and gave it to Ji Xuerong.

Ji Xuerong didn't seem to care, she was eating his saliva, Nianqiao looked at Ji Xuerong, he pursed his lips, but his finger was bitten several times, so he withdrew his hand.

He finished copying his own part, and he didn't have to worry about the rest.

Nianqiao first read the little man's book by Ji Xuerong's side for a while, then he went out and picked two peony flowers in the yard and came back.

With mud on his hands, Nianqiao cheerfully put the peony flowers in the vase, and he cut a shape he liked with scissors.

The peony flowers in the East Palace seem to be much prettier than those outside, Nianqiao noticed that there are faint golden threads on the edges of the petals, shining brightly in the sun.

The servants looked at their noses, noses, noses and hearts, watching Nianqiao pick the precious flowers, and there were several bald spots in the flowers.

This variety is called a thousand golden branches, delicate and difficult to raise, and a thousand taels of gold is hard to find.

Nianqiao had been busy for a long time, he trimmed the flower branches, his hands and face were covered with a little mud, he wiped it on his sleeve casually, like a little cat.

"Your Highness, let me see if I cut it nicely." Nian Qiao showed Ji Xuerong a flower pot.

Hearing this, Ji Xuerong raised her eyes, first glanced at Hua, and then her gaze stopped on Nianqiao's dirty sleeves and face.

"It's beautiful." Ji Xuerong said, and then said, "Nianqiao, if you want to pick flowers, you can ask Shangshan Ruoshui to help you, and you don't have to pick them yourself."

Nianqiao said, he put the vase in the main hall to find a place, his body was dirty, he himself was a bit disgusted, so he took off his outer robe, leaving only his inner clothes, and ran around the hall in his inner clothes.

He got tired of playing after a while, and felt uncomfortable after a while. He looked at it several times, touched it a few times, and wiped it with a handkerchief behind the bookshelf.

It felt even weirder.

Nianqiao hesitated a little, he was worried that he had something to do, so he went to find Ji Xuerong.

"Your Highness." Nianqiao glanced at it, and saw that Ji Xuerong had almost finished copying it. When he called for someone, Ji Xuerong put down his pen.

Every time he writes, he gets stained all over his body. Ji Xuerong's body is still clean after writing so many words.

Nian Qiao was a little ashamed to say it out, he held it back for a long time, his face turned red, and then he said: "The servant is a little uncomfortable."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Ji Xuerong frowned slightly.

Nianqiao faltered and said: "Maybe it's because of His Highness, I didn't pay attention to it all the time, but now it hurts a little, it's uncomfortable when I touch it, and it hurts when I walk."

He added in a low voice, "I just touched it myself, and it hurts when I touch it."

Nianqiao's eyes were wet, and he was a little worried, "Your Highness, will I be okay?"

Ji Xuerong looked slightly surprised, and said to him, "Look alone."

Nianqiao is only wearing his inner garment now, it is very convenient to see the wound, so he unbuttoned his shirt and let Ji Xuerong take a look.

Ji Xuerong also sent the imperial physician over.

Let the imperial doctor come to see, Nianqiao will die of shame.

He didn't really go out, he hid behind the screen, listening to Ji Xuerong communicate with the imperial physician.

He watched secretly from behind, and the imperial doctor prescribed some medicine for smearing, and told him not to touch it again.

It is inevitable to meet him while walking, Ji Xuerong prepared new clothes for him, the fabric is softer.

Nianqiao touched the new fabric, he was just looking at it, then opened it and found a small piece of fabric inside.

The fabric is red and has little tigers embroidered on it.

Even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Nianqiao knew what it was.

This is for women... What does Ji Xuerong mean by this?

Nian Qiao held the small piece of fabric, his face was blushing, and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, did the clothes go to the wrong person?"

Ji Xuerong looked over and said to him: "There is no mistake, Nianqiao is not saying that it hurts, and it won't hurt if you wear it like this."

He doesn't want it, did this bastard do it on purpose.

Nianqiao angrily put the fabric aside, he said, "I don't want to wear this, if Your Highness wants to wear it, wear it yourself."

Ji Xuerong was not angry, but hugged him in her arms, and took the cloth again, "Nianqiao, this is what the imperial physician said, don't play with your temper."

"Only Gu knows about this, and the others don't."

Nianqiao rolled his eyes, he looked at Ji Xuerong suspiciously, always felt that Ji Xuerong was uneasy and kind, so he didn't want to be fooled.

"Your Highness lied to me, so I won't be fooled. I don't wear it." Nian Qiao intentionally bit Ji Xuerong's tiger's mouth, and he crawled to the side, grabbing his doll and getting ready to sleep.

He didn't wear it, Ji Xuerong didn't force it.

The day before was fine, but the next day it really hurt even more, Nianqiao was a little angry, feeling like he was being tricked.

He glanced at the fabric beside the bed, then at Ji Xuerong who was not paying attention to him.

Fingertips touch slowly.

After a quarter of an hour, go to Taixue Road.

Nianqiao always felt uncomfortable, he pulled his clothes several times, causing Ji Xuerong to look at him, he felt ashamed when he saw Ji Xuerong's gaze, and his ears turned red.

Hateful Ji Xuerong.