The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

  Chapter 115 The sick child is a little refined (2)

   She walked in, blocking out some light from the outside world.

Mr.   's writing hand stopped slightly.

  Suchen turned his head and met the princess' calm gaze.

   "Why is your Ninth Highness late today?"

Mr.   's voice is warm and mellow, like a jewel, pleasant to the ear.

   There was a slight smile on the corners of the beautiful lips on that beautiful face.

   Yunchu paused slightly.

   It's not because the other party is born so beautiful and beautiful, but because the system prompts that the opposite party is the main **** and demon of this plane.

   Shutong Xuan followed up late, the boy bowed his head obediently and stood beside the princess.

Mr.    glanced over lightly, the warm smile on his face undiminished.

  Yun Chu gave a salute and said in a low voice, "I missed the hour due to drowsiness, sir, please punish me."

   The girl's voice was not loud, only the gentleman sitting in front could hear it.

  Chen Chen heard the sound and paused, the end of the pen accidentally smeared a thick ink stain on the rice paper.

Mr.   's slender eyelashes drooped down, covering those breathtaking eyes.

  In the school, the ninth highness in the palace also often violated discipline, arrived late and left early, disturbed the order, bullied fellow students, and never took the initiative to ask for blame like today.

   After a pause, Suchen said warmly: "Then ask Your Highness to go back and transcribe the Emperor Gang, how about that?"

  Yun Chu said "um" without emotion.

   took the punishment and walked to the position of the original owner in the last row.

   Sure enough, no matter ancient or modern, people who don’t like to study are always keen on the last row.

  Yunchu sat down on the cushion.

   Xuan Wan also served on the side.

There was a piece of rice paper spread out on the sandalwood table in front of   , Yun Chu looked down at it.

Mr.    raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the position of the nine emperors.

   He cleared his voice and said, "Today's task is to dictate the theory of virtue."

After Mr.    finished speaking, he raised his arms under his light-colored long sleeves slightly, his hands that were as white as cold jade, lightly covered his beautiful lips, and coughed a few times.

  When the gentleman put down his hand, the complexion on that beautiful face seemed to become paler.

  Xuan Wan was grinding ink while Yun Chu took the pen.

   Hearing the cough of the man in front of him, he couldn't help but look up.

   Even if you are far away, you can see that there is a thin layer of pink on the neck of the gentleman, who is as white as snow.

   Yun Chu heard the voice of a nearby noble lady shortly after he took his seat.

   "I'm late every day, I don't know what An's thinking is, and it's not to attract the attention of Mr.

   "Isn't it just because I have a bit of love, what's amazing, compared with the first princess, it's not the difference between clouds and mud."

   "Several Her Royal Highnesses under the Queen's knees, that is, she is the most sloppy bag."

  …

  The ladies whispered, but dared not say it out loud.

  Yunchu automatically blocked these sounds.

mainly……

   She now has a problem.

   The moral theory that Mr. just said, she had only a few words in her mind.

  The original owner did not recite it properly.

   paused, Yun Chu looked at Xuan Wan: "Can you do it?"

   Xiaoshutong was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

  Yunchu: "You said I wrote it."

  Xuan Wan:  …

  Xuan Wan raised his head and sighed.

  His Royal Highness just now took the initiative to apologize to the gentleman, and he was also delighted for a while.

   His Royal Highness finally got enlightened and took on the appearance of a princess.

did not expect……

   Tucao returns to Tucao, the little book boy is still obediently reciting sentence by sentence.

   Yun Chu had never used this kind of brush before, she held it with the gesture of holding a pencil, and transcribed it on the rice paper while listening.

  Xuan Wan carefully recited the ink on the side, but did not find Yun Chu's wrong pen-holding posture.

  The gentleman in the classroom has been silently watching the students below.

   (end of this chapter)