Chapter 212: A song that moved the world, just to please the king
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest: "Why can't I look?"
"Because... because..." Ah Jiu's brain was working at a rapid pace, desperately looking for an excuse, "Because they... they are very shy. Yes, they are shy! You are such a big person with such a fierce aura, you will scare them away as soon as you walk over. They are the shyest ants in the palace!"
Xiao Yu: “…”
He had lived for more than twenty years, and this was the first time he heard that ants had the attribute of shyness.
Seeing the little girl pursing her lips because of nervousness, her big eyes filled with pleading of "Please believe me", the smile that he had just suppressed surged up uncontrollably again.
He stopped and crossed his arms over his chest to tease her: "Really? Are they tired of moving? Do you want me to send some snacks for them?"
"Yes, yes!" Jiu nodded without thinking, then realized what was happening and shook his head frantically, "No, no, they don't want snacks! They... they're losing weight!"
Xiao Yu: “…”
Ants that lose weight.
He felt that if he continued talking to her, he would have no chance of getting his memorial approved tonight.
Seeing that she was about to cry, I finally couldn't bear to tease her anymore.
He reached out his hand, brushed it over her shoulder against the windowsill, then withdrew his hand and opened his palm.
My palms are empty.
"Where are the ants?" he asked knowingly.
The lie was ruthlessly exposed, and Jiu's head drooped instantly.
He pinched the corner of his clothes, the sound as quiet as a mosquito's buzzing.
“…There are no ants.”
"Then what were you doing just now?" Xiao Yu's voice showed no emotion.
"I... I..." Jiu's eyes gradually turned red. The grievances accumulated during the day and the embarrassment at the moment surged up together. "I was just looking at you..."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head even lower, ready to face a barrage of scolding.
A sigh came from above her head, and a big hand gently fell on her head and rubbed it.
Ajiu raised his head and looked at Xiao Yu in disbelief.
He...he didn't scold her?
"Why are you unhappy?" Xiao Yu withdrew his hand.
"I..." Ah Jiu was a little overwhelmed by his gentleness. "I made a mess in the study, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake tasted so bad... I can't do anything well. The book says that to capture a man's heart, you have to be a good wife, but it seems that I'm not that kind of person at all."
She became more and more depressed as she spoke.
So that's why.
Xiao Yu understood.
Looking at her aggrieved eyes, the salty and bitter taste during the day didn't seem so unbearable anymore.
"Who told you that I need a good wife?" he said lightly.
"Ah?" Jiu was stunned.
"The palace has a housekeeper, a cook, and hundreds of servants. We don't need you to tidy up the study or cook."
Xiao Yu looked into her eyes and said, "I didn't bring you back to do this."
"Then...then what do you want me to do?" Ajiu asked stupidly.
do what?
Xiao Yu was also stumped by the question.
Looking at her pure eyes at this moment, the answer seemed to emerge faintly from the depths of Xiao Yu's heart.
He wanted to...
He wanted her to stay with him.
No matter if she was noisy or causing trouble, as long as she was still that lively and enthusiastic little girl who would be happy or sad because of his words, that was enough.
These chaotic thoughts flashed through my mind, but what came out was the simplest sentence.
"This king wants you to be Ah Jiu."
"Just treat it as Ah Jiu?" Ah Jiu didn't understand.
"Yes," Xiao Yu nodded, "You don't need to learn all that crap from books, and you don't need to force yourself to do things you're not good at. Just be yourself."
After saying that, he pointed to the lotus seed soup on the table and said, "The soup is getting cold. Drink it and go back to sleep."
His tone was still flat, but Jiu felt that it was more touching than any sweet words.
A huge joy washed away all the grievances and frustrations.
He didn't dislike her, he let her be herself!
Ajiu's eyes lit up again.
"Yeah!" She nodded heavily, picked up the bowl of lotus seed soup and drank it in one gulp, put the bowl on the table, turned around and ran out.
When she ran to the door, she stopped again, looked back at Xiao Yu under the light, and smiled brightly.
"Brother Xiong Xiong, you are so nice!"
After saying that, she hopped out the door like a happy little rabbit.
The study returned to silence again.
Xiao Yu looked at the empty doorway for a long time before slowly sitting back at his desk.
He picked up the red pen, but found that he could not concentrate at all.
Her words, "Brother Xiongxiong, you are so kind," and that smile that was brighter than the moonlight outside the window kept echoing in my mind.
He shook his head helplessly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.
This little girl is a sweet trouble.
Early the next morning, Ajiu took out the book "The Domineering Prince and the Beautiful Lady" from under the bed again.
She felt that Brother Xiongxiong was speaking in a sarcastic way when he said she didn't need to learn those things!
Yes, that must be it!
Men's hearts are as deep as the sea. As the book says, they all like to say one thing and mean another!
She flipped through the pages of the book, and a line of comments caught her attention.
"Tenderness lingers on the fingers, the zither and the harp resonate harmoniously. This song moves the world, just to please the king."
Playing the piano? That's good.
It sounds much more elegant than tidying up the study and cooking.
And all she had to do was sit there and move her fingers without making a mess.
Besides, Brother Xiongxiong is so busy every day. If she can learn to play the piano and play a song for him to soothe his mind when he is upset, he will definitely look at her with admiration.
Simply perfect.
Jiu rushed out in a hurry as soon as he said it.
"Butler, butler, is there a zither in the palace? The kind with long strings that can produce beautiful sounds." Ajiu gestured.
The housekeeper's eyelids twitched. The tragic scene in the kitchen yesterday was still vivid in his mind. What kind of evil was this little ancestor trying to do today?
"Miss, are you talking about the guqin?" the butler confirmed cautiously.
"Yes, yes, it's the guqin!"
"Girl, what do you want the guqin for?"
"Yes," Ah Jiu answered confidently, "I want to cultivate my sentiments, improve my character, and help the prince solve his problems!"
The butler couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this.
Please spare the prince. If you cultivate your sentiments, the prince will have a headache and worry.
"Miss, the guqin isn't easy to learn," the housekeeper said, trying to gently dissuade her. "How about I find you a shuttlecock to play with? Or maybe buy you some picture books?"
"No," Ah Jiu refused. "I want to play the piano. Go find me a good one."
The housekeeper could only pray silently for the palace in his heart, then went to the warehouse with a sad face, picked out a priceless "Jiaowei" guqin that was said to be made by a famous craftsman in the Tang Dynasty, and tremblingly handed it to Ajiu.
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