Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 189 Who else dares to touch my window

After coming out for a while, the maid came and bowed to Qiaoyue: "Little madam, it's time to go back and copy the Buddhist scriptures."

A person who has been locked in a dark room for a long time will yearn for the sun outside. She is like this. After she came out, she felt free and never wanted to go back.

She stretched out her hand to block the glare of the light: "I'm going to die anyway, it doesn't matter if I copy it or not, kill me now if you have the ability."

Seeing her like this, Qiaoyue couldn't bear it: "If you don't copy it, then don't copy it, I'm the master, you go."

They looked at each other, this is the rule, but Miss Qiaoyue decides, so they can't be embarrassed, so they retreat.

Qiaoyue sat back beside her and said with a smile: "Today, you can stay as long as you want, but you have to eat obediently, watching you lose weight."

Shen Zhiyue froze and asked, "Why are you so nice to me?"

"My family died as long as I can remember. You look a lot like my sister, so I can't help being close to you all the time. Am I annoying you?"

"No, I'm going to die anyway. During this time, I will be your sister."

Qiaoyue was looking forward to it, her eyes lit up: "Really?"

She can still have an older sister, but the more this happens, the more she is reluctant to bear Shen Zhiyue's death. It is a serious crime to violate the emperor's fate, and she will definitely die. Now she just waits for the emperor's order.

Shen Zhiyue's joy at seeing her was fleeting, guessing what she was thinking, Shen Zhiyue leaned over and put his arms around her shoulders.

"People's happiness is in a moment, nothing is eternal, as long as you seize the moment, live a good life."

"I want to fly a kite with my sister."

"Okay, let's see who puts it higher." Shen Zhiyue said with a smile.

Qiaoyue's pupils twitched strangely: "Then we need to raise the stakes, so that it's fun."

Shen Zhiyue said: "It's fine, you don't know, your master checks the Buddhist scriptures I copied every day, if you lose, how about you help me copy it?"

Qiaoyue said boldly: "No problem, if you lose, you can dance for me."

The two of them clapped their hands together, as a consensus was reached, and soon Qiaoyue found two kites. She saw that the kites were a bit old, but she knew that the material was not something for ordinary people.

Shen Zhiyue stroked the thread: "Qiaoyue, you used to be a lady too, right?"

Qiaoyue hesitated and nodded. She had never told anyone about this matter, but when faced with a dying person, she had the urge to speak out. This matter had been buried in her heart for too long, and many pictures were blurred stand up.

"I used to be a lady of the official family. There was a lot of trouble with the Hou Qian family. Many people were blamed because of them, and my family was one of them. My father was a proud student of the Hou family. When something happened, my mother was afraid that the family would be affected. Let dad speak for the Hou family.

Maybe it's real retribution, after the beheading of Hou Qian's family, my house was also ransacked. At that time, my sister and I went out to fly a kite. My sister forgot to take her things and went back. I happened to bump into the imperial army who ransacked the house, waiting for me to go back. time, all dead. "

Shen Zhiyue didn't expect her to have such a tragic life experience, but she is in the palace now: "Don't you hate it?"

"I don't know who to hate. When I have the ability to take revenge, the commander of the imperial army who copied my house is dead, and the former emperor is also dead."

"Revenge is a very painful thing, because in the process, you will also hurt many people."

Qiaoyue smiled: "My master also told me that letting go is rebirth."

Shen Zhiyue stared at the worn-out kite. The slightly new parts should be added later, and she could tell from the kite that she hadn't put it down.

It's easy to persuade others verbally, but everyone knows that they can't let go, so Shen Zhiyue doesn't say anything.

Qiaoyue just wanted to make up for the regret of not flying a kite with her sister: "Let's fly a kite."

As night fell, Qiaoyue sat in her room, dipped a brush in ink, and began to copy scriptures.

"Sister Shen, why are you so good at flying kites?" If I had known, I wouldn't have confronted her about this, her hands are so sore, it's been a long time since I did this job.

Shen Zhiyue sat on the chair and took a sip of tea: "Your ways of sneaking off are all leftovers from my usual play. Compared with your skills, I am pretty good."

"I didn't expect being a merchant's daughter to be so relaxed and at ease." These sneaking ways can be played frequently, and she doesn't even need to go to private school?
Qiaoyue raised her head and asked, "Sister Shen, what do you usually do in Shen's residence?"

This kind of relaxed life is really enviable. She used to think that if she wasn't her father's daughter, she wouldn't need to read and write and play every day.

Only then did Shen Zhiyue realize that she was talking about Shen's House: "I can't even eat enough in Shen's House, so I have to play every day. I can control myself better if I don't know big characters, so I still need to read more."

"Then how did you know how to read?"

She thought that people could really live without worrying about food and clothing, and grew up playing every day, but she didn't expect her life experience to be so rough.

"Self-taught, as long as people want to learn, there are ways, just like what you don't want to do, there will be more than 1 reasons in your heart."

Qiaoyue copied a few pages, and the more she looked at it, the more something went wrong, so she turned to the back and made sure.

"Have you been copying this kind of scriptures recently?"

"Probably." She copied without distraction, and she didn't know if the content was the same, anyway, she copied whatever the national teacher gave her.

"This is a rebirth curse for the dead. It is to let the dead rest in peace and go to the land of bliss."

Listening to her words, Shen Zhiyue picked it up and took a look: "Really? You have to be willing to admit defeat, copy it."

Qiaoyue was very puzzled, how could the master copy this kind of scriptures for her, shouldn't it be the kind that is often read in Buddhist halls.

But Qiaoyue is a person who is willing to gamble and admit defeat. If she loses, she loses. She will definitely copy it.

As the night gradually deepened, there was a little noise from the window. She glanced at the window and guessed that Bai Mingyu had come.

Shen Zhiyue looked at her and said, "Well, let's stop here today, you help me hand this over to the national teacher, I'm sleepy."

"I haven't finished copying one yet."

"Anyway, the national teacher is just looking for something to do for me. It doesn't matter if I copy it or not."

Qiaoyue's hands were sore even when she copied it, she shook her wrist: "Then I'll copy it for you tomorrow and deliver it."

"it is good."

After seeing off Qiaoyue, she locked the door from the inside, walked over to open the window, and Bai Mingyu was standing there, and they looked at each other through the window.

"How does Yue'er know that this king is here?"

"Which disciple dares to touch my window." Shen Zhiyue folded her hands on her chest.

Bai Mingyu rolled in smoothly, closed the window by the way, put his arms around her waist, and pushed her back a little bit.

"Do you know what Dengtu will do when he turns to the boudoir in the middle of the night?"

Shen Zhiyue covered his mouth: "Okay, you can shut up now."

(End of this chapter)