Chapter 18 It's Time to Go Back

After a while, Yuan Hui realized: Zhen Tingyun's head just hit his heart, isn't it exactly the same as "someone hit him on the chest with a hammer"? No wonder the chest hurts, no wonder the heart is beating so fast!

Yuan Hui took a deep breath and recited a few Buddhist scriptures in his heart, before he calmed down a little.

Then, his eyelashes narrowed slightly, and a cold voice came out from between his teeth: "...I said, I have to add another carriage!"

Zhen Tingyun came back to his senses slowly, embarrassed and almost speechless, using both hands and feet to get up from the person's arms: "Just, it's an accident. Occasionally..."

Before he finished speaking, the carriage jolted again. Before Zhen Tingyun got up from Yuan Hui, he followed the carriage and swayed, his hands and feet softened.

So, she fell back into each other's arms again.

This time, Zhen Tingyun fell hard, his cheeks slammed on the other person's hard chest, and Xuenen's cheeks were all red.

Zhen Tingyun covered his face, pitiful, with a nasal tone in his voice: "It hurts! My face feels swollen!"

Hey!

However, Yuan Hui seemed to be angry, with a sullen face, sharp lines on his face, and his facial features were deep and cold. He frowned and looked at Zhen Tingyun, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

The flames shone on the white and hard ice, and the flames were magnificent. It seems to be able to melt glaciers, and it seems to be able to burn people from skin to bone.

Zhen Tingyun covered his cheeks and rubbed for a long time, feeling a little wronged in his heart, and he wanted to complain. Seeing this by Yuan Hui, she felt suffocated in her heart, and immediately softened: "Sir, do you feel tired after sitting for so long? Would you like me to press your shoulders for you?"

Yuan Hui frowned slightly, and finally closed his eyes.

Out of sight is pure, and it can be regarded as a default of Zhen Tingyun's words.

Zhen Tingyun breathed a sigh of relief, got up and knelt down behind Yuan Hui, and put the "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" next to him. He turned the page with his hands, then rubbed his shoulders, and read the book. It's just that, as she watched, the movements of her hands were slack, as if perfunctory.

Yuan Hui snorted coldly: "How can you do things well with one mind and two uses?"

Zhen Tingyun smeared honey on his mouth: "My heart is all on Mr., how can it be used for two purposes?"

Yuan Hui: "..."

Zhen Tingyun felt shameless, Yuan Hui had to admit defeat, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

As a result, Zhen Tingyun was not honest while rubbing his shoulders while reading the book. Looking at it, he couldn't help but say, "Sir, this question..."

"Shoulders!" Yuan Hui said lightly.

Zhen Tingyun pouted and snorted.

She used some strength in her hands and rubbed it several times. It's a pity that Yuan Hui looks thin, but her body is tall and strong, with solid muscles. Even if she kneaded with all her strength and deliberately pinched her fingernails a few times, it would not hurt or itch when it fell on Yuan Hui.

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Because there is a shameless Zhen Tingyun, Yuan Hui is not used to it, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he will get used to it after a long time.

After experiencing Zhen Tingyun who was practicing calligraphy tossing ink, being tortured by Zhen Tingyun who was learning the flute, and being thrown into his arms by Zhen Tingyun who was sitting unsteadily...

In short, whether Yuan Hui wanted to or not, he was finally forced to relax without knowing it, and even his tense mood was much better. Sometimes he sat in the carriage and watched Zhen Tingyun touch Ma Lantou and feed carrots. He also taught her some knowledge of riding and archery, and when he was bored, he drove her out to ride, but it was easy.

Horseback riding is the original is to let go of the practice to be effective. Now that Zhen Tingyun has received Yuan Hui's advice and Ma Lantou's cooperation, he actually rides in a good manner, and he can say something heroic.

The group of people stopped and walked, and they managed to reach the vicinity of the capital with great difficulty. Zhen Tingyun's calligraphy and bamboo flute were already very beneficial. Now they can hold a bamboo flute and play some simple little songs, which are pleasant to the ears and listen to. Show off with Mrs. Zhen.

Even Yuan Hui said that Zhen Tingyun was also considered a gifted person.

Seeing that Zhen Tingyun was as complacent as a little fox with its tail raised, showing off everywhere, Yuan Hui felt both amused and relieved: Although Zhen Tingyun was afraid that there would never be a day in her life when "green is better than blue", but she If you can make one or two improvements, you will not be ashamed to be a gentleman yourself.

However, Yuan Hui also understood in his heart: since he has arrived in the suburbs of Beijing and will enter Beijing tomorrow, it must be time for him to separate from Zhen Tingyun and his party.

In fact, along the way, although his face was as usual, he also remembered something intermittently in his heart-for example, he probably already knew where he should go now.

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After thinking about it again and again, Yuan Hui did not leave without saying goodbye.

Before entering the capital, he still found an appropriate opportunity to say goodbye to the little apprentice Zhen Tingyun: "I remembered something, should I go back?"

Zhen Tingyun is worrying about how to arrange Yuan Hui: Yuan Hui is unknown, and he is a foreigner. But if you don't go back to Zhen's house, how should you settle it?

As a result, before Zhen Tingyun came up with a one-two-three, Yuan Hui let such a big thunder come out when he was in a dilemma. She couldn't help but be startled and a little stunned. She raised her head to look at Yuan Hui, and stammered: "Go back, where are you going?"

Yuan Huixiao looked at her silly appearance, and somehow liked her, so she said slowly, "I will go home. I remember that I have a courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, which should be guarded by an old servant, so I can go directly there now. ."

Zhen Tingyun looked at him with wide eyes, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing her like this, Yuan Hui felt itchy again.

Thinking that parting was imminent, he didn't hold back any longer, and reached out and gently rubbed the top of her hair.

Because he was afraid of messing up her hair bun, he used extremely light force, almost only touched it a few times, and then let go, his movements were actually rare.

Rubbing his head, the smile on Yuan Hui's face became more real, and he teased: "Why do you look at me like this? This is not parting from life or death. Since you call me 'sir', I will definitely take care of you."

He was still very responsible, after thinking about it, he carefully said to Zhen Tingyun: "It's already January, and June is the entrance examination for women's schools, and there is not much time left. Your calligraphy and bamboo flute I still need to practice... If I get free, I have to re-examine your homework."

Only then did Zhen Tingyun slowly digest the matter, and gradually came to understand: Yes, Yuan Hui just lost his memory, and since he remembered it, he would definitely have to go home.

Moreover, the left and right are near the capital, and we can always see each other again.

Thinking like this, Zhen Tingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and said sincerely: "Actually, when I go back to Zhen's house this time, my life will not be very good, I guess I won't be able to settle you well, and I'm worried... You are now Thinking of the past, it’s good to go home directly.”

Yuan Hui heard something, frowned, and added: "If you have anything, you can come to the other courtyard to find me - I am a gentleman, I will never see you being bullied, and I can still help."

Zhen Tingyun replied with a smile, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart: With Yuan Hui's pitiful appearance of being chased and killed, how can he help?

After thinking about it, she was a little curious, and asked: "By the way, sir, are you the only disciple of me?"

The subtext of these words is roughly: say! Am I your only little baby? !

Yuan Hui wanted to sigh, but he laughed first, raised his hand and tapped her forehead, and said, "You alone are enough to worry about."

Although he didn't remember much at the moment, there were obviously not many who could make him worry like Zhen Tingyun. If it is based on the morning and evening of entry, it is impossible to say that she will be able to put a big sister's money in front of the little emperor in the future.

Zhen Tingyun also felt happy when he heard the words. He opened a pair of star eyes and flattered others: "I know that Mr. has a high vision, and no ordinary people look down on it. That's why I only accepted one."

After talking like this for a while, the two also laughed, feeling the cool night breeze blowing on their cheeks, and the parting sadness in their hearts gradually disappeared.

Yuan Hui thought about it for a while, and then took Zhen Tingyun to the other courtyard in his mouth, which was considered to be recognized in advance.

The author has something to say: What I am most afraid of is the unconscious flirting like Ting Yun. I have to pity Yuanhui, an old unmarried bachelor who has to support himself in order to save face. 233333

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Yuan Hui: In the future, you will be the emperor and his senior sister, or do you want to be a teacher or a little aunt?