Chapter 37: Your Majesty, You Are Quite Caring...
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Lin Baige got angry when he saw him handing her the mat, took it, and knelt on it to continue.
His knees didn't hurt anymore, but his jaw was about to be dislocated. He rubbed his face against Fu Jiangyu's pitifully and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Fu Jiangyu pinched his chin with pity, looking at his swollen lips and hoarse voice: "If you can't even hold on like this, how are you going to hold on if you use other parts of your body in the future?"
Lin Baige shivered with fear and tried to escape, but Fu Jiangyu pulled him back, held him in his arms and pressed him on the table.
He lay on the table, struggling to escape, but his hands were tied by Fu Jiangyu.
Just now it was my mouth that was tired, now it is my legs that are tired.
His legs were white and straight. They looked thin, but felt fleshy when pinched. The white flesh overflowed from between Fu Jiangyu's fingers, making him look even more awesome.
Lin Baige listened to the creaking sound of the table and trembled with shyness. What kind of shabby table was this? It was a table used by the royal family, and with such poor quality, he was worried that it would fall apart in a while.
But he suspected that he would fall apart faster than the table.
He couldn't hold on any longer now, and he couldn't imagine what to do in the future.
This has to split open... Should I give myself an anesthetic before doing it?
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Fu Jiangyu arrived in the afternoon. It was already dark. Lin Baige lay dazed in Fu Jiangyu's arms. "Your Majesty, where are the questions?"
"I sent someone to steal the test paper from Lord Zhang, but failed." Fu Jiangyu said shamelessly.
"What!" Lin Baige sat up suddenly, his voice breaking. "I've been working tirelessly all afternoon, and Your Majesty, you're saying I didn't steal the questions?"
"Don't you like it?" Fu Jiangyu asked him.
Lin Baige was speechless, but rather cheerful. "Let's be clear, Your Majesty, how could you lie to me? Isn't it said that a king never jokes?"
Fu Jiangyu hugged him and said, "In front of you, I am not the emperor, I am your husband."
"Go away, who wants you to be my husband?" Lin Baige angrily broke free from his arms.
The next second, Fu Jiangyu took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them to him, "Don't you want this?"
"What is this?" Lin Baige leaned over to open it with a look of surprise, and found that it was the exam questions written by Lord Zhang. He happily took it and put it in his arms, hugged Fu Jiangyu and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, I knew you loved me. Anyway, this exam is just a formality, I have already been selected."
Lin Baige acted coquettishly as if she was just going through the motions and left with the test paper.
Although Lin Baige graduated from university and had good grades when he was studying, it has been many years since he graduated. In addition, he has no understanding of ancient articles, so it is still difficult for him to write.
If he were asked to write an essay, or even a thesis, he would find it difficult to write ancient articles with their flowery vocabulary and lack of punctuation marks.
Now that we have the test questions, we can prepare in advance.
He wrote two articles and felt good about them. After finishing them, he excitedly showed them to Fu Jiangyu.
He felt that when Fu Jiangyu was a prince, he led troops to fight in battles, and the emperor, who came from a military background, would definitely not be able to understand these articles.
Who knew that after reading it, Fu Jiangyu shook his head and said, "The idea is right, but the writing is not beautiful, and the words are a bit peculiar."
"If my handwriting is ugly, then just say it's ugly. It's also unique. Your Majesty really loves me too much." When Lin Baige went to the hospital for internship before, his instructor said that his handwriting looked like a doctor's. Later, he couldn't stay in the big city, so he returned to his hometown to open a clinic.
Fu Jiangyu: "Now your main task is to practice your calligraphy."
"Content is the most important, let's worry about the words later." Lin Baige took a few more books to read. He didn't leave the study. He read until the second half of the night and fell asleep on the table.
When he woke up early the next morning, he was already lying on the dragon bed, with a copybook and an article beside his pillow.
The handwriting on the copybook and the article were both written by the same person. He rubbed his eyes. It seemed to be exactly the same as the handwriting on the imperial edict. Were they both written by Fu Jiangyu?
He picked up the article and took a look. It was indeed much better than his own. "For such a large project, Your Majesty must have spent the entire night writing..."
Lin Baige held the calligraphy and the article, feeling warm in his heart. This Majesty is quite caring...
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