Chapter 15
The two of them froze at the same time. Just when Xie Ling thought that Emperor Wu would become angry and embarrassed after realizing what was happening, and would immediately let go of his hand and step back, the person behind him took a deep breath and restrained himself.
"Look down at your pen."
The cold voice sounded in his ears, which was really beyond his expectations.
Xie Ling lowered his head and saw that Xiao Huan did not do anything else, but held his hand and actually wrote a word.
"start."
This was not Xiao Huan's usual writing style, but the Taige style commonly used in imperial examinations. The square and smooth font appeared before his eyes, and Xiao Huan wrote several words in a row before stopping.
"alright."
"Practice well on your own."
He withdrew his hand calmly, as if what had just happened was just an ordinary thing.
Since the emperor didn't mention it, naturally no one would be tactless enough to bring it up, and everyone lowered their heads tacitly.
To be honest, Xie Ling was also a little uncomfortable. Although he was usually very good at talking and often bickering with the system in his mind, and even wrote a novel based on Emperor Wu, when he was really so close to Emperor Wu, his heart inevitably skipped a few beats. It was not that he had any unrealistic thoughts, but anyone who exceeded the social distance would have this reaction.
His mind went blank and his whole body stiffened for a moment. Fortunately, no one noticed his behavior at this time.
Xie Ling tried hard to ignore the close distance just now and was about to take a closer look at the Taige style on the paper, but... this damn nose was not doing its job.
Just now, he was too close to His Majesty, and their sleeves were almost entangled. Xie Ling almost subconsciously smelled the scent of His Majesty.
Very cool, but...
“It smells so good.”
Words could not help but appear on the page of the updated novel above his head. Xiao Huan raised his head subconsciously and saw Xie Ling, who was pretending to read the paper, with his head down, but his mind was moving very fast.
"System, how can a straight man like the Emperor Wu smell so good?"
"Help, this smell seems to be ambergris, right?"
Tsk, this is the common incense used by ancient emperors. Xie Ling couldn't imagine the smell when he was imagining it before, but he smelled it when he got close to Xiao Huan. Not to mention the ingredients, this thing really smells good. No wonder it became the royal incense.
It was the first time that Xiao Huan was called fragrant by a man, and he couldn't help but look a little strange, especially since the golden words on this guy's head kept appearing and disappearing unscrupulously.
"How outrageous!" The two words almost came out of his mouth, but Xiao Huan held back, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Forget it, it’s not like I don’t know that this guy likes to imagine things at will.
There's no need to get angry about it.
Xiao Huan had a blank expression on his face.
Xie Ling sniffed for a long time, pretending to appreciate the words, and subconsciously wanted to flatter His Majesty Emperor Wu while holding the paper. As a result, he turned around and saw His Majesty's unclear expression. For some reason, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
Wait, he didn't do anything?
Why that expression?
Xiao Huan: "Did you see it clearly?"
"I see clearly."
Xie Ling nodded quickly, but before he could say anything, the Emperor Wu, who had just told him to practice well, went back on his word.
"Since you've seen it clearly, just copy it five times tonight and go to bed after you finish."
Xie Ling: ...Ah?
How could this be?!
Five times? Not once, not twice, but five times?
Xie Ling suspected that he had heard it wrong.
This move must be ruined!
At that moment, all thoughts about fragrance or not immediately disappeared from Xie Ling's mind. The only thing left in his mind was Xiao Huan's cold and ruthless profile. He opened his eyes wide and felt as if the sky was falling.
Zheng Wanyun also knew about Xie Ling's unique handwriting style. He had originally planned to change Xie Ling subtly, but he did not expect that His Majesty would take such a drastic measure when he arrived.
This...is fine.
Seeing his disciple's tearful expression, Zheng Wanyun, who was originally preparing to tidy up Xie Ling's handwriting, decisively shut his mouth.
Under the imperial order, Xie Ling couldn't cheat even if he wanted to.
It's so funny. The person opposite you is Emperor Gan Wu. If he asks you to copy a book, would you dare not copy it?
Xie Ling almost cried when he returned to the side hall. He had just finished his homework and had to write a whole night of calligraphy. Who could have thought that? Xie Ling was so angry that he immediately took it out on the "character" bestowed by the emperor.
"What's the point of practicing this calligraphy? It doesn't look that good."
Xie Ling, who used to think that the Taige style written by Xiao Huan was beautiful, no longer thought so at all. Looking at the few words on the paper, he just felt that they were disgusting.
The system twitched its lips: ...Are you punished to copy because of your ugly handwriting? It's because of the fragrance of Xiao Huan's body.
Which emperor could tolerate this?
In his mind, Xiao Huan's expression when he saw Xie Ling calling him "fragrant" appeared before his eyes. The system's expression twisted, and it looked at the host with mixed feelings.
The host has been able to jump around for so long without any harm, which shows that he has some skills.
Xie Ling wrote long characters all night. Fortunately, Xiao Huan was not so crazy as to ask for a richer dinner, knowing that Xie Ling would practice at night.
After Xie Ling finished writing for the third time, he changed arms with some regret and looked at Xiao Huan's handwriting with deep eyes.
"Host, what are you thinking about?"
Worried that the host had gone crazy, the system asked one more question for the sake of his health. However, he soon regretted this meaningless concern for the host, because Xie Ling opened his mouth and said, "Tongzi, look at these five big characters. These are the handwriting of Emperor Gan Wu. Can you keep them?"
"What's the meaning?"
Xie Ling, who was obsessed with writing big characters, began to think: "I don't know how much this thing will sell for in the future."
System: ...This guy is crazy.
"Host, please stop daydreaming. How can the system have a collection function if it can't even repair the circuit?"
"You should write well."
He knew it. Xie Ling wiped his face and finally struggled to finish practicing calligraphy in the middle of the night. For this, he stayed up all night to write the novel.
"Hahaha I'm not crazy."
At three o'clock in the morning, Xie Ling looked at the stars outside and sighed: "This feeling of self-discipline is really great."
"Self-disciplined people, self-disciplined souls, self-discipline makes you a man among men!"
System: ...My goodness, why does it sound so weird?
The system was as quiet as a chicken. Upon learning that Xie Ling did not sleep the whole night, Xiao Huan paused for a moment during the morning court session. Finally, he showed some humanitarian concern and asked Zheng Daju's class to be moved to the afternoon.
"Let Xie Ling rest for a while in the morning. No one needs to disturb him."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wang Bao took the order and withdrew.
After everyone left, Xiao Huan frowned slightly. He didn't expect that it would take a whole night to write five large characters. When he thought of Xie Ling's dog-like handwriting, he fell silent for a moment.
Forget it, he was also irritated by that guy's outspokenness last night.
Let's just give him half a day off today.
…
Xie Ling managed to sleep for half an hour in the early morning, and was still waiting for the eunuch to wake him up. However, after waiting for a long time, the eunuch never came.
He stuck his head out and was awake for only a second before falling asleep again.
Qian Ming, who was ordered by His Majesty, carefully closed the curtain outside. He felt that Mr. Xie had really worked hard yesterday. Look at his pale face, sleeping so deeply, he looks really tired.
It was quiet in the side hall and no one disturbed Xie Ling until the sky turned gloomy in the afternoon when Xie Ling woke up.
"Oh no, what time is it, system? Why didn't you call me?"
Thinking of Zheng Daru waiting for him in the library with a ruler in hand, Xie Ling sat up with a somersault, his mind still confused.
The system quickly said, "It's just past noon. It's okay. Emperor Wu told you to sleep more this morning. Zheng Daru hasn't come yet, so don't worry."
ah?
Did Emperor Wu give the order?
Is there a time when that King of Rolls can be considerate of others?
Xie Ling looked suspicious, but it was true that he had not been called out in the morning and had slept until now. He rubbed his shoulders, relaxed and leaned back in his chair.
"So I'm not late now?"
system:……
"Not in the morning, but if you go slower, you may not be able to get it in the afternoon."
Damn, why didn’t you say it earlier?
Xie Ling immediately stood up and asked Qian Ming to help him get some water to wash up. He ate a few bites of cake and walked towards the library.
When he went out, it was still windy outside, and the sky was a little gloomy, but it hadn't rained yet. As a result, when Xie Ling and Qian Ming walked through the Imperial Garden and approached the lotus pond, it suddenly started to rain heavily.
The rain in June came suddenly and unexpectedly, catching them off guard, and the two were stopped on the road. Xie Ling pulled Qian Ming to hide in the pavilion in front of the lotus pond, but even so, they were soaked.
Xie Ling: Why does the rain fall at this time instead of earlier or later?
I was muttering to myself, wondering what happened to that old man Zheng Wanyun. Could he have been blocked on the road as well?
The eunuch next to him saw him looking at the route to the library and comforted him, "Master Xie, don't worry. Zheng Daru left before us and should have reached the library by now. He won't get wet on the road."
Xie Ling was indeed a little worried about the old man Zheng Wanyun. After all, he was really old and not as strong as young people. It would be bad for him to get caught in the rain. Hearing Qian Ming's words, he breathed a sigh of relief.
As the two were talking, he shook his sleeves and couldn't help sneezing.
"Mr. Xie, are you okay?" Qian Ming couldn't help but feel a little worried. They had nowhere to hide, so they ran into the pavilion by the lotus pond, but it happened to be in the wind's outlet.
The heavy rain mixed with strong winds made Qian Ming, who was somewhat skilled in martial arts, feel cold, let alone Mr. Xie, who looked spoiled.
"Oh, I'm fine."
Xie Ling, who just had time to care about Zheng Daru, couldn't stop sneezing after sneezing. He felt dizzy and almost cried.
Qian Ming looked at the pond with no one around in the heavy rain, and anxiously wanted to borrow an umbrella but was unable to do so.
Xie Ling actually thought it was nothing, just a few sneezes from the rain, but he really overestimated his physical fitness.
After a while, his forehead began to feel hot.
Xiao Huan was originally handling government affairs in Wannian Pavilion. When it started to rain heavily outside, he suddenly thought of the library for some reason.
"Did Xie Ling go to the library?"
Wang Bao glanced at the sky and bowed, "Master Xie and Qian Ming ate some cakes at noon and left. They should be here by now, right?"
Wang Bao was also a little uncertain. It was raining so heavily at the moment that the news had not yet been delivered back.
After asking casually, Xiao Huan should have continued to review memorials with his head down, but he frowned just by looking at him.
"Ask the eunuch to look for it on the way to the library with an umbrella."
"Several teams together to avoid any accidents."
"yes."
Wang Bao was about to do it when he was suddenly stopped by His Majesty.
Xiao Huan put down his pen and looked outside.
"Forget it, I'll go there myself."
Everyone knows that His Majesty doesn't like rainy days. When they heard that His Majesty was going out, all the palace servants in Yuanji Hall thought they had heard wrongly. However, when His Majesty walked to the door and glanced casually, the palace servants immediately came to their senses.
The rainstorm was indeed heavy. It had been raining for an entire hour since noon and it hadn't stopped at all. Qian Ming was gritting his teeth and thinking about whether he should go out in the rain to ask for help when he was stopped by Xie Ling.
"No, no, it's just a fever. Just take some medicine when the rain stops."
It was raining so heavily that Xie Ling couldn't let the eunuch go out.
Because of the fever and sneezing, his throat was hoarse. Qian Ming saw it and was anxious, but he couldn't break free from Master Xie. Fortunately, at this time, he seemed to hear a few faint voices in the heavy rain.
Xie Ling barely woke up a little and saw Qian Ming waving his clothes and shouting towards the east.
“Here, here!”
The imperial carriage holding an umbrella passed by and met a palace servant from the library. He learned that Xie Ling and the others had not arrived yet. Xiao Huan frowned and heard a voice beside the lotus pond.
The heavy rain was mixed with cries for help. When Xiao Huan heard the noise, he saw the person sitting in the pavilion at a glance.
Xie Ling, dressed in red, was half wet. He was leaning against the pillar with his eyes closed. He opened his eyes after hearing the sound.
Xie Ling:!!!
"Is my system confused? Otherwise, how come I saw Emperor Wu coming?"
"Host, wake up. You are not mistaken."
"Hold on a little longer."
The system is also a bit anxious.
Through the rain, the troops finally came. Qian Ming didn't expect that it was His Majesty who came. Just as he was about to kneel down to salute, he saw His Majesty walking in with an umbrella.
After seeing Master Xie, he reached out and picked up Master Xie without saying a word.
"Call the imperial physician."
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