Mu Wenyao, who was hiding in the dark, was so disappointed with Sikong Zhan. He finally understood why Sikong Zhan had surrendered in front of the princess.
Cuckoo...
Suddenly, the sound of birds was heard. It was the sound used by the Jingnan Army to transmit messages, and at this moment, it was naturally used by Mu Wenyao to give Sikong Zhan advice.
Sikong Zhan listened carefully, then let go of Lin Jinghan and sat beside her to drink tea. "You've been practicing calligraphy for quite some time now, and your handwriting is really terrible. If you could make a little progress, why would I have to teach you step by step?"
Lin Jinghan was not convinced, so she took out all the results of her daily calligraphy practice and pushed them in front of Sikong Zhan, and said with her hands on her hips:
"Without investigation, you have no right to speak. This is what I've written these days. The oldest is at the bottom. Your Highness, please review it and then evaluate whether I've made any progress."
Oh, there's actually "evidence" left! Before the bird's chirping could begin, Sikong Zhan picked up the paper and carefully read it from bottom to top: it's improved a lot. It was so crooked before, it was unreadable. Now, although the strokes are still of different sizes, it's at least passable...
Knowing that Sikong Zhan had nothing to say, Lin Jinghan didn't want to listen to him either. She gave him a way out and took out two identical books, throwing one to Sikong Zhan. "Next, it's time to memorize the book. Please teach me to read it sentence by sentence, Your Highness."
The cooing sound of birds rang out again. Sikong Zhan opened the book, turned to the folded corner, and began to teach carefully, word by word.
He read a sentence and she followed him. Now they were getting along like a teacher and a student.
Hearing this from the dark, Mu Wenyao was speechless: How can you chase a girl by asking someone to recite a book? Even if the princess needs to learn to read and recite a book, you should at least find something like love to recite!
Quickly take out a notebook and write it down. I must remind him to find a romantic book to memorize!
After reading it once, Lin Jinghan memorized most of it and asked for advice on the parts she didn't understand. Sikong Zhan also expressed his views seriously.
When encountering ideas that differ from her own, Lin Jinghan would immediately put forward her own opinions. The two of them surprisingly had a very harmonious discussion...
Time passed as they discussed this, and Mu Wenyao in the dark was so bored that he almost fell asleep...
During the discussion, you can occasionally say something humorous to increase the princess's favorability towards you. Don't just discuss academic matters. You're going there to chase girls, not to be a real teacher! You need to prioritize! Mu Wenyao shook his head, too tired to complain anymore. He recorded all his thoughts in a small notebook. Then he covered his face with the notebook, wondering if he fell asleep.
After finishing his studies and having dinner, Sikong Zhan took the mask and put it on Lin Jinghan himself, then took her to the carriage.
The carriage had a spacious space, and there was no room for a wheelchair this time, so Lin Jinghan sat down in the corner farthest from Sikong Zhan.
They were silent all the way. Lin Jinghan didn't want to talk to Sikong Zhan. Encouraged by the bird sounds, Sikong Zhan wanted to find topics to chat with Lin Jinghan, but every time Lin Jinghan just brushed him off with "um" and "ah".
Mu Wenyao was not giving up and was still giving Sikong Zhan advice. Sikong Zhan had suffered setbacks one after another and no longer wanted to accept Mu Wenyao's proposal. He simply ignored the birdsong and said solemnly to Lin Jinghan:
"Jinghan, when you meet Bailizhe later, try to speak as little as possible and don't provoke him."
"Yeah." Lin Jinghan answered perfunctorily as usual, not noticing the change in Sikong Zhan's way of addressing her.
He was dissatisfied with her attitude, and his first thought was to pull her into his arms and force her to look him in the face. However, when he thought about the last time she wanted to draw a line between them because he had forced her, he killed the thought, secretly moved closer to her.
"What are you doing?!" Lin Jinghan moved to the side and looked at Sikong Zhan warily.
"When you see Baili Zhe later, try to speak less and don't provoke him." This matter is very important and he must make her listen.
"Didn't you just say this? I'm not deaf, I don't need you to repeat it over and over again." She didn't want to pay attention to him, so she simply opened the car curtain and carefully admired the street view outside.
Sikong Zhan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say so that Lin Jinghan wouldn't ignore him.
The King of Jingnan, who had always been invincible in conquering cities, was helpless in front of the princess. Mu Wenyao looked up at the sky speechlessly and took out a huge silver ingot: Azhan, since you have paid, I must help you more.
The cooing sound of the bird sounded again, which translated into: a self-torture tactic, a hero saving a beauty.
A huge silver ingot appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the road. The coachman didn't notice it and the wheel ran over it. The carriage shook violently and Lin Jinghan, who was lying on the window, was thrown back into the carriage and was about to hit the wall!
Sikong Zhan was quick-witted and quick-handed, catching Lin Jinghan steadily. Thinking of the self-torture trick that Mu Wenyao mentioned, he no longer stabilized his body, but held Lin Jinghan tightly in his arms, allowing himself to crash into the car wall, and then was bounced onto the car floor, making several muffled sounds.
The driver, also a secret guard from the Jingnan Palace, quickly steadied the horse. One of them got off the carriage to check, and the other hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, Princess, are you all right?"
Sikong Zhan wasn't hurt much by the collision; this small injury wasn't a big deal to him. But the bird's cry told him he had to show his pain subtly, so the princess would feel sorry for him. So, he coughed a few times, using his internal energy to force out some internal injuries. He then struggled to sit up, holding Lin Jinghan in his arms. He looked her up and down, and asked with concern, "Jinghan, are you okay?"
Lin Jinghan had just recovered from her shock. At the critical moment, someone desperately protected her. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't moved. She quickly grabbed Sikong Zhan's hand to feel his pulse, "I'm fine, how are you?"
Finally seeing the concern for himself in her eyes, Sikong Zhan was in a very good mood. He silently gave Mu Wenyao a thumbs up and said with an effortful smile: "As long as Jinghan is okay, I'm okay."
But the injuries Sikong Zhan had inflicted himself could be hidden from Lin Jinghan, but not from the medical space. Knowing that Sikong Zhan was playing a trick, Lin Jinghan felt like she had been tricked. She let go of Sikong Zhan's wrist, lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, and asked the driver:
"Why is the car shaking for no reason?"
The secret guard driver got off the carriage to check the situation and bowed quickly. He picked up the silver ingot from the ground and presented it with both hands. "It must have been pressed down by the wheel."
Lin Jinghan took the silver ingot and examined it carefully. She saw that it had indeed been pressed. She understood the situation and sneered. She returned to the carriage and threw the silver ingot to Sikong Zhan.
"It's really strange. If such a large silver ingot had been on the road all morning, it should have been picked up long ago. If it had just appeared on the road, how could it have been so silent that even our prince's carefully selected driver failed to notice it? Your Highness, can you explain this to me?"
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