Concubine comes to disaster

"Wow..." When Xiao Qiluo came to the small ancestral hall outside the Fengxian Hall [the place where the ancestral tablets are enshrined], she stopped suddenly, her big watery eyes widened, Looking at the scene in front of me in surprise——

The whole place was messed up by her thirteenth uncle, pens, ink, papers and inkstones were thrown all over the floor, the table was overturned, and four or five court ladies and eunuchs knelt on the ground and begged for mercy and persuasion.

"This king is 24 years old, and he was fined to sit on this small stool and copy the rules of his disciples! Then why did King Lanling make a mistake?" Chase Ye Tong kicked the small stool far away, frightened The servants were so angry that they dared not speak out.

"Master Thirteen, just copy it. After you finish copying, you will be able to hand over the work and eat." Zuo Mu persuaded there.

"You copy! You copy for me!" Zhu Yetong pulled Zuo Mu over and pushed him to the ground.

"Master Thirteen...I...I don't know how to write. Besides, Lanling Wang Yingming, if Master Thirteen didn't write it himself, I'm afraid...you will be seen through. Master Thirteen, you still..."

"Uncle Thirteen, I'm coming!" Xiao Qiluo walked over and shouted because she couldn't see it anymore.

Hitomi Zhuye heard the little guy's voice, turned her head quickly, glanced at her, and looked back involuntarily——

"It's just me and the duck. My mother didn't come. My mother said that Uncle Huang is always right, and you should be punished."

"Should I be punished?!" Chaser Hitomi yelled angrily, pointing at himself, and seeing Xiaoqiluo nodding solemnly, he sighed, "Forget it, what are you doing here?"

"Uncle Thirteen, I'm here to compete with you." Xiao Qiluo said, bending over to help the small stool that had been turned over on the ground.

"Competition, what kind of competition?" Hitomi Zhuye raised her eyebrows and looked at her, what did the little girl want to do?

"Writing competition? Whoever finishes copying the disciple's rules first wins. The loser must unconditionally agree to the winner's request. Do you compare? If you don't compare, you will automatically admit defeat. Those who automatically admit defeat must also agree unconditionally." The other party has a request."

"Then the thirteenth uncle has no chance to refuse the competition?" Zhu Yetong raised Danfeng's eyes and asked.

Qi Luo nodded heavily, "Yes."

Hitomi Zhuye patted her on the head, "Ghost spirit, much smarter than your mother, hey, I see, you really don't look like the fourth brother's daughter, be my daughter, okay? Kira?"

"No, you can give birth to one yourself." Xiao Qiluo firmly refused.

"Haha..." After hearing what she said, Hitomi Zhuye couldn't help laughing when she saw her small appearance.

Here, Xiao Guozi, Zuo Mu and all the servants breathed a sigh of relief. The little princess came, and the Thirteenth Master smiled and calmed down. They finally didn't have to panic.

So the uncle and nephew started a writing competition, and Hitomi Kayano appointed Xiao Guozi as the judge.

The two of them share a table, each occupying one side, Zhuye Tong and Zuo Mu on one side, and Xiao Qiluo and Wu Yazi on the other side.

Xiao Qiluo pulled Wu Yazi closer, leaning her head together, she didn't know what she said, but Xiao Qiluo nodded repeatedly.

In the end, two people, one big and one small, stared at each other covetously, with sparks in their eyes.

"Start!" Xiao Guozi waved her hand and gave an order, and the uncle and nephew took a brush and wrote it down on the rice paper——

Xiao Qiluo has already mastered the memorization of the disciple's rules, and she writes with spirit, and the pen is like flowing water, sitting at the table, calm as usual, at a young age, when she starts to write, she has a certain bearing.

Later, a fortune-teller gave Qi Luo a fortune teller, saying that this girl was extraordinary, and she must have a big show, and said that this girl was destined to meet two men, of course, this is a later story.

Now, looking back at Hitomi Zhuye, he is not as calm as his little niece Xiao Qiluo. He has to read a sentence before he can write a sentence, and after writing a sentence, he has to read the book again, and his speed lags behind at the beginning.

He raised his head and stretched out his head to see that the little devil's head had already been written as filial piety.

"Zuo Mu, read it to this king, and read it in a low voice." Zhu Yetong thought of a way to speed up, and ordered Zuo Mu.

"Yes!" Zuo Mu hurriedly picked up the book, and read word by word in Thirteenth Lord's ear-"Disciple Rules, Saints' Instructions, filial piety first, trustworthiness second, universal love for all, and kindness, If you have the rest of your energy, study literature..."

"Slow down!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"What's behind the letter?"

"Fan... Pan love..." Zuo Mu read profusely in sweat.

More than an hour passed, and Qi Luo didn't glance at the book. With her superhuman memory, she wrote the 360 ​​sentences and [-] characters of "Disciples Regulations" without any mistakes. No, neat and clean.

After finishing writing, Xiao Qiluo put down the pen, blew on the ink on it, and then looked up at Hitomi Hitomi who wrote "Yu Liwen". She clapped her hands excitedly, "I win, I win ...Uncle Thirteen, you lost."

"Duck, we won, yeah!" Xiao Qiluo raised her head and said happily to Wu Yazi.

"Well, I see." Wu Ya was as cool as ever.

Hitomi Zhuye suppressed his energy and did not speak, letting Qiluo make troubles, and finally finished writing all the content after half an hour.

In fact, he also has good handwriting, crisp and sharp, bold and unrestrained, free and unrestrained, unrestrained, just like him.

"Master Thirteen, you've finished writing, great, great..." Looking at the long rice paper, Xiao Guozi breathed a sigh of relief, and while wiping the sweat from his forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief.Finally, it is time to report to King Lanling.

"Uncle Thirteen, you lost." Xiao Qiluo puffed out her chest proudly.

"Yes, yes, our little princess won." Zhuye Tong put down the pen, hugged Xiao Qiluo and said lovingly, "Then what request do you want Uncle Thirteen to agree to?"

"I want Uncle Thirteen to eat here with me and the duck." Xiao Qiluo said just now when Xiao Guozi and Liusu were crying, Uncle Thirteen hadn't eaten all day.

"Okay!" How could Zhuye Tong not know the little girl's intentions, her heart was naturally extremely sweet.

When the maids saw it, they hurriedly brought in the meals that had been placed outside one by one.

The uncles and nephews were not particular about it, they sat on the ground and ate without restraint, the maids and eunuchs were waiting on the side, only Wu Yazi stood aside with his rice bowl, it was cool, he didn't want to sit on the ground and eat like this , I really have no temperament, what about the prince and princess.

"Stinky boy, I ate it sitting on the ground, why are you so stubborn, sit down for me." Seeing Wu Yazi standing there like a piece of ice, Zhuye Tong immediately said, "It's so cool, be careful If you are not tall, no girl will marry you in the future!"

"..." Wu Yazi sat down silently, the devil nature of the uncle and nephew is the same.

"I said you kid, you've been so cool all day long, what do you want to do?" Hitomi Hitomi looked at his niece's little book boy and couldn't help but say.

"Uncle Thirteen, let me tell you a secret..." Xiaoqiluo looked at Wu Yazi, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up, walked to Tong Ye, approached his ear, and whispered something... …

Hitomi Zhuye listened, her brows gradually condensed into a ball.

But Wu Yazi suddenly felt a chill go up his spine, he quickly lowered his head to eat.

Sure enough, after Xiaoqiluo finished saying something, Zhuye Tong looked at Wu Yazi with a probing look——

"I didn't expect it, you, take it out and show it to me!"

"What?" Wu Yazi responded vigilantly.

"Don't you have a writing brush that can be used as a weapon?"

"No." Wu Yazi held his pen tightly, and gave Xiao Qiluo a cool look.

"Take it out!" Hitomi Tsuno put down the bowl abruptly, reaching out to pull Wu Yazi over.

"No!" Wu Yazi dodged deftly, then dropped his job and prepared to evacuate, and Hitomi chased after him relentlessly——

"Stinky boy, you have already annoyed me by pretending to be cool all day long. You have something good and you still hide it from me. Let me stand as the master!"

"Hahaha... Uncle Thirteen, catch him, catch him..." Xiao Qiluo happily ran out, watching Zhuye Tong and Wu Yazi chase after him.

Look at Hitomi Zhuye, who is wearing an orange robe, at a dazzlingly young age, with an outstanding demeanor.

He wasn't wearing any armor, and his jade-like hair fluttered in the wind.

That pair of red phoenix eyes, which are evil and charming, are like the calm sea covering the surging lava. No one knows how much destructive energy is hidden underneath!

Finally, there was laughter again in this gloomy palace.

The sound of the three people fighting and noisy came from Fengxian Hall, and it spread far, far away.

Many people living deep in the palace couldn't help sighing when they heard this laughter, what kind of people can laugh so happily in this palace.

If one day, there is no such laughter in the palace, how lonely everyone will be.

*

Wu Yazi walked all the way forward without looking back, his face was so cold, and behind him was a little girl carved in pink and jade running towards him——

"Wait for me."

He still didn't stop and didn't look back.

"Are you angry?" Xiao Qiluo asked while running to catch up.

Wu Yazi ignored him and continued walking.

"Wait for me, brother... Ouch..." Xiao Qiluo couldn't keep up with his footsteps, she walked fast and hurriedly, and finally fell to the ground with a slap.

Wu Yazi turned around abruptly, only to see the little guy lying on the ground, trying to raise his head, looking at him eagerly, with watery eyes in his eyes, and said pitifully, "I fell down."

Wu Yazi walked over in three steps at a time, helped her up, bent down to wipe off the dust on her body, grabbed her hands, and carefully checked her for any injuries——

"Why are you so careless? It hurts from the fall. If you can't run, just stand where you are, and wait for me to find you." He spread her slightly scratched palms, and whispered to her with his mouth——

"I'm not in pain, brother, are you angry?" Xiao Qiluo asked, she had never seen him ignore her like this today and keep walking forward like this.

"I'm not angry with you. But, only you and I can read my pen, and no one else can read it."

"Sorry, I don't know your rules." Xiaoqiluo said apologetically.

"It's not too late to know now, anyway, I'm not angry with you."

"Well, I remember. Hey, you said only me and you can watch it?"

⊙﹏⊙b Khan, no answer.

"You said only I can see?"

+_+Continue not to answer.

"Really?" asked persistently.

( ⊙ o ⊙ ) Persevere in not answering.

"Is it is it?"

"Yes, yes! Come on, I'll carry you back and let the imperial doctor give you medicine."

Wu Yazi bent down, and Xiao Qiluo naturally lay down on her stomach, wrapping her arms around his neck.

So, looking from a distance, on the aisle of the palace, a little boy is carrying a little girl on his back, bathed in the refreshing and pleasant summer air, the shadows of the whirling trees on the side of the road cover their bodies, and the shadows of the two overlap , childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart, the years are quiet at this moment.

"Little brother, do you miss home? Do you miss your parents?" Xiao Qiluo asked suddenly.

"I am the emperor's man." Wu Yazi didn't answer Xiao Qiluo directly.

"Little brother, don't be sad. You are a lost little prince. You and your family are lost. Your family will come to find you."

Wu Yazi was taken aback when he heard this, but he still didn't speak, and continued to walk forward with her on his back.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu who was lying on Wu Yazi's back, tears streaming down Wu Yazi's neck.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying suddenly??!"

"If you were the little prince, and your parents came to look for you, wouldn't you go home with them and leave me? I was so sad when I thought of you leaving me, so I cried..." Xiao Qiluo Weeping while talking.