Chapter 76 Like a wolf, it held onto the meat but refused to eat it...
Fang Tingzhi stared at her expectantly.
Staring at her, Biezhi pushed her shoulder away and took a step back.
Biezhi pondered the scene her friend had just described very seriously, becoming engrossed in it. The thought of Fu Huaiqing having a woman he liked yet still trying to entangle himself with her made her furious.
The girl's bright almond-shaped eyes flashed with anger as she said, word by word, "Let's settle both the old and new scores."
"I already told you you're my friend!" Fang Tingzhi quickly covered her mouth, a hint of embarrassment at being exposed, and muttered, "It's not me."
The more Biezhi looked at her, the more she felt that she resembled herself from more than half a month ago.
The smile in her friend's eyes deepened, almost overflowing. Fang Tingzhi released her hand from her palm and pouted.
Many times she envied Biezhi's 'fearlessness,' as if no matter what difficulties came her way, her first reaction was not to think about what others would think, but how she would solve the so-called problems.
They may seem to be just rushing forward with passion, but they actually have their own ideas and won't let themselves get into trouble.
Just like there are different opinions about her and Fu Huaiqing's relationship, some people think that the two are a match made in heaven, while others think that her background is relatively weak and cannot compare with that of noble ladies.
It's not that she didn't hear it, but she thought, what can she do about it?
"Could it be that my background will change just because they keep talking about it?"
"The important thing is not them, it's me, and it's also Fu Huaiqing."
Fang Tingzhi sighed deeply when she thought of this.
In the short time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Biezhi heard nearly ten sighs, some loud, some soft, some deep, some shallow, and the entanglement in the girl's eyes lingered for a long time.
Before she could speak, Fang Tingzhi suddenly slammed her hand on the table and stood up.
The girl stared at the open gate in the courtyard with her eyes burning with fire. "He can go wherever he wants, it's none of my business. I'll just take a detour when I see him in the future."
She's someone you can't afford to offend, but you can avoid her.
The teacup on the table trembled as it was slapped, spilling tea everywhere. Biezhi picked up the small saucer beside the cup, took a piece of osmanthus cake, and took a bite. Knowing Fang Tingzhi as she did, she knew that tomorrow would bring new ideas, and who knew, she might even adopt her suggestion.
Let's settle this score carefully with Su Ci.
When she caught a glimpse of the person approaching, Biezhi subconsciously raised her eyes, which happened to meet Fang Tingzhi's suddenly stunned gaze. She raised the corners of her mouth and took a bite of osmanthus cake while watching her friend's unpredictable expression.
Su Ci did not come alone.
Or rather, Fu Huaiqing never left from the beginning and waited outside the whole time.
With his back to the courtyard gate, he bowed to the carriage parked under the treetops outside the courtyard and said, "Your Highness."
Fu Huaiqing, who was reviewing the memorials, slightly raised his eyes, glanced at him, hummed in agreement, and then looked back at the memorials he had not yet finished reading.
Su Ci wasn't in a hurry and waited outside.
He only caught a glimpse of the beautiful figure that suddenly passed by his side, but the girl didn't even glance at him. She cupped her hands in greeting to the man in the carriage, and then drove away.
He froze for a moment. "Your Highness."
"Go ahead," Fu Huaiqing said without looking up.
Su Ci gratefully cupped his hands in greeting and chased after the girl's figure.
The moment he left, the brushstroke fell with its final stroke.
Fu Huaiqing calmly put down his pen, closed the memorial, and handed it to Cheng Jin, who was waiting outside, saying, "Send it to Zhu Xu with utmost urgency. Do not delay."
The moment the words were spoken, a light running sound came on the breeze.
He glanced to the side and suddenly met the girl's thoughtful eyes. The smile on her lips was undisguised as she invited, "Aren't you coming in?"
Bie Zhi knew that Fu Huaiqing had not left for a long time. Fang Tingzhi had not seen him for a while after leaving, so she thought of going out to take a look. However, when she saw the guards carrying the memorials into the courtyard one after another, her eyes widened slightly.
She glanced at the composed man. "Aren't you going back to the palace?"
“I’m not going back.” Fu Huaiqing took her hand and said slowly, “What’s the point of going back to live alone in an empty room?”
Upon hearing this, Biezhi chuckled.
However, Fu Huaiqing was indeed never idle. Even though he had come to her courtyard, his pen never stopped. His eyes swept over the memorials, and the corners of his mouth sometimes rose and sometimes fell.
He had no free time, and neither did Biezhi.
In the past few months, she was first injured and bedridden, then detained in the Prince Su's mansion, and it was also easy for her to secretly visit Zhang Yan's mansion. Later, she was busy looking for a courtyard. In total, she did not go on any missions for more than a month.
It's common for people to go half a month without any missions.
There have been times when we didn't have any missions for a whole month.
However, this was the first time Biezhi had encountered a situation where there had been no missions for nearly two months.
Although she had repeatedly said that she wanted to live a leisurely life, when she was actually idle for too long, she felt uncomfortable all over.
However, due to the Jing Qing incident, everyone in Xianyun Tower was investigating whether there were any traitors, and there were no new tasks to be carried out in the tower.
Since she had nothing better to do, one day about two weeks ago, she suddenly felt like practicing her scribbles.
Biezhi spent a lot of money to hire a tutor for herself.
The teacher is very fierce.
He was fierce when teaching her, and he was also fierce when checking her homework.
Even the fiercest branch was somewhat suspicious that he did it on purpose, deliberately using the pretext of commenting on himself to commit the crime.
However, this teacher was also very good at sophistry, and often led her astray.
Sure enough, the teacher assigned her more homework yesterday.
He also told her that if she didn't meet his standards, she shouldn't blame him for punishing her.
His standards.
Thinking of this, Biezhi glared at him fiercely and muttered, "The standards change every day, there's no definite way to tell."
As Fu Huaiqing, the scholar who was reviewing memorials with his eyes down, caught a glimpse of her chubby cheeks out of the corner of his eye and looked up at her in confusion.
Biezhi ignored him.
She walked to her desk, spread out the Xuan paper, and began to practice calligraphy.
Fu Huaiqing stared at the girl thoughtfully for a moment, then suddenly understood, and his eyes curved into a smile.
The teacher assigned a lot of homework yesterday, and Biezhi's writing skills weren't very good today either. She wrote more than ten pages but still didn't feel good. After dinner, she stubbornly continued to practice.
In an instant, the only sound in the quiet courtyard was the soft rustling of pens.
When Fu Huaiqing finished reviewing the memorials, the girl at the desk opposite him was still practicing calligraphy, and she didn't even notice him getting up.
The moment the tall shadow blocked the light, Biezhi suddenly looked up at the person blocking the light and subconsciously glanced at the mountain of memorials piled on his desk.
Fu Huaiqing glanced at the girl's handwriting and raised an eyebrow.
Biezhi, who had just turned her gaze away, happened to catch his expression at that moment. Following his gaze to the handwriting on the Xuan paper, she also felt that the handwriting she had written today was the best she had done in recent days, and couldn't help but ask, "This time, has it met Master Fu's standard?"
She was already prepared before she even asked the question.
If Fu Huaiqing causes trouble, the two of them will have to have a showdown today.
However, he seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and nodded with a half-smile, saying, "You are ready to graduate."
Biezhi was surprised by his high praise and asked in disbelief, "Really?"
Fu Huaiqing said calmly, "Compared to your previous scribbles, you've definitely graduated."
Biezhi: "..."
I don't know why, but even though it was a nice thing to say, I felt like punching him.
Staring into her glaring eyes, Fu Huaiqing couldn't help but chuckle.
He leaned down slightly, his palm covering the back of her hand holding the pen, guiding her fingers to slowly and deliberately write the last two words.
- Join hands.
Looking at the two characters on the Xuan paper, the ink still wet, Biezhi blinked, glanced at the man's large hand covering hers, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth.
Fu Huaiqing took the pen from her hand and slowly put it away.
As soon as the pen was handed to him, Biezhi couldn't help but yawn.
"You've already completed your apprenticeship, don't you plan to repay your master?"
Two voices, one cold and one warm, rang out simultaneously in the quiet study.
The man's clear voice was slightly hoarse, and his meaning was quite obvious. His burning words reached Bie Zhi's ears, making her legs go weak instantly, and her legs seemed to tremble slightly.
She pressed down on the man's thrashing palm, her voice trembling slightly: "If you continue like this, you'll die from exhaustion."
Fu Huaiqing's hand, which was gripping the girl's slender waist, paused slightly. His gaze, filled with an unspoken emotion, fell upon the girl's eyes as she turned around with some effort. "Die from exhaustion?"
“If it’s like this every day, then it will be,” Biezhi muttered.
Fu Huaiqing twitched his lips, leaned down slightly, pressed his lips against her back, and bit her already reddened earlobe, like a wolf, holding onto the flesh and refusing to let go.
Turning and pulling.
There is absolutely no room for doubt.
The scalding heat swept across the girl's fair and slender neck, causing waves of blush to rise and fall, leaving indelible marks wherever the heat reached.
The man's aura was intense, so strong that Biezhi's body slumped slightly, and she leaned against his chest.
A gentle breeze rustled through the window, and her watery eyes caught sight of the open window. She snapped out of her daze and slapped the man's large hand that was resting on her waist.
Fu Huaiqing slightly raised his head and followed her gaze.
However, after a short while, he looked away.
Seeing that he didn't move, Biezhi was about to push him away when she was suddenly lifted into the air and held in his arms. The breath on her neck did not dissipate at all, and seemed to deepen.
The moment the window was closed, her back suddenly lurched backward.
Instead of hitting a hard wall, her back landed on the palm of the man behind her.
She heard a muffled groan, "Your hand."
Biezhi hurriedly pulled her hand out of his palm, and before she could even examine it, a gentle breeze suddenly swept by, creating ripples.
The ribbons lay scattered on the smooth ground, and a light purple dress slowly approached, gradually covering the ribbons' silhouette.
The gentle breeze made her shiver, and the scorching heat that followed swept away the cool breeze all around.
The faint light swept across her fair, undulating skin. Fu Huaiqing's gaze darkened, slowly descending inch by inch, as her slender fingers casually parted the hem of her lotus-colored robe.
It is perfectly round and fits into the palm of your hand, seemingly following a pattern, yet also seemingly without one.
Biezhi, who had been grabbed, instinctively leaned back.
But she had barely taken half a step back when Fu Huaiqing pulled her back: "Don't run away."
The man's hoarse voice carried an undeniable air of authority, and even the large hand gripping her waist tightened its hold.
Fu Huaiqing grabbed her chin with one hand and lifted it up.
As a result, the girl unconsciously tiptoed and moved a little closer to him.
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Author's note: Sorry, I didn't get home until 7 o'clock after the meeting today.
I apologize that the extra chapter for the 3k nutrient solution will have to be posted next Saturday.
See you tomorrow at 22:30.
Let's continue.
You must remember this time.
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