"Senior sister... do you really think so?"

The young man stopped writing and looked at her with his dark eyes.

Gu Yangyang suddenly felt the overwhelming pressure coming back, and she stiffened her neck and shouted, "Of course!"

She frowned, picked up a peach blossom pastry from the plate next to her and threw it towards Ji Xiao unhappily.

Ji Xiao's eyes moved slightly and he caught it steadily.

The girl's coquettish and arrogant voice came: "Ji Xiao, what do you mean? Are you dissatisfied? Do you think I shouldn't bully Jiang Zhisi?"

"Besides, did I let you catch it? How can I eat it after you've already touched it?"

She shook her feet angrily, and her skirt suddenly slid down, revealing a section of her calf as white as jade, so fair and delicate that it was dazzling.

Ji Xiao hastily retracted his gaze and lowered his voice: "Jiang Zhisi failed to break through. Master is worried about her, so he has kept her at Jianfeng recently and has been giving her careful guidance. If Senior Sister wants to find Jiang Zhisi, it will probably be a wasted trip."

Gu Yangyang thought that if she went to bully her master, she would be driven away at the very least, not to mention that Jiang Zhisi failed to break through because of her...

Gu Yangyang shuddered and said stubbornly, "Tsk, I get it."

Ji Xiao lowered his eyes again and looked at the intact cake in his palm, then spread out his palm and said, "Sister, the cake is not bad, do you still want to eat it?"

Gu Yangyang took a look, swallowed what she wanted to say, and pouted, "No, I'll give it to you as a reward."

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Ji Xiao put the cakes into his Xuan Ring without changing his expression, and even collected the crumbs that fell into his palm.

Gu Yangyang ignored him, snorted, reached out to pick up another piece of cake from the plate and put it into her mouth.

The pink lips slightly opened, the pearly teeth bit lightly, the fragrant tongue rolled up the soft and glutinous pastry and put it between the teeth, chewing it carefully...

After swallowing the soft and fragrant peach blossom cake in her mouth, she lay on the couch and hummed a song as if no one was around.

Ji Xiao's cold brows gradually softened, and he continued to copy.

If Gu Yangyang didn't look for him, he wouldn't say anything.

In the quiet hall, only the girl's soft and sweet voice flows gently, like a little bird in the forest, with nectar in its throat, so beautiful and alluring...

Looking at the bright red gauze hanging above her head, fatigue gradually set in. Gu Yangyang rubbed her eyes and her eyelids slowly drooped.

The sweet voice was intermittent, becoming lighter and lighter...

Until the hall fell into complete silence and no more singing was heard.

Ji Xiao's hand holding the pen paused.

While dipping the ink, he raised his head and looked at the couch through three or two layers of thin gauze.

The lazy and beautiful girl lay on the soft couch, revealing a peaceful and soft sleeping face.

The eyes on the fair little face were tightly closed, the long eyelashes cast shadows under the eyelids, the soft cheeks were flushed, the pink lips were slightly opened, and warm breath came out from them...

Ji Xiao looked for a while before silently looking away.

He silently slowed down the speed of copying, and each stroke was extremely steady.

The floating fragrance in the hall drifted past my nose, then was blown away by the wind from outside the hall and disappeared.

The gauze curtain swayed gently, casting an enchanting shadow in the hall. The young man's upright figure was surrounded in it, like a ball of ink falling on peony, heavy and restrained, making people unable to stop.

The scent of ink and books filled my hands, and even the calluses on my palms from years of holding a sword became soft because of this strange fusion of fragrances...

Outside the palace, the fairy dust is floating in the air. In the distance, you can see the mountains, and on the mountains, the golden flags shining brightly in the sunlight.

The wind blew back from its original place, carrying the unique fragrance of the girl, spreading around the young man, laying a thousand tempting traps...

......

"Hmm..."

When Gu Yangyang woke up again, the sun had already set.

The sunset cast a long shadow, which fell on her long red dress and merged with the hem of her skirt.

The night pearls scattered in the hall emitted a bright light, dimly reflecting the tall and slender figure in front of the table.

"Ji Xiao?" Gu Yangyang called out with a slightly hoarse voice.

The figure paused, stopped his hand, and responded, "Yeah."

Noticing a cup full of tea next to the couch, Gu Yangyang crawled over in a daze, picked up the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

She licked her lips and her throat finally felt less dry.

Having just woken up, her thoughts were still a little slow. She sat blankly on the couch, holding a teacup in her hand.

This was the first time Ji Xiao saw her like this.

"Senior sister, do you think this is okay?"

"Um?"

The deep voice woke Gu Yangyang from her remaining sleepiness. She uttered a question from her nose and looked blankly at the source of the sound.

Ji Xiao's throat rolled when he saw her defenseless look.

"Senior sister, come here."

He asked tentatively, and after a few seconds of hesitation, the girl sitting on the couch actually climbed down obediently and walked towards him in her slippers.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Gu Yangyang stood in front of Ji Xiao and asked obediently.

Ji Xiao turned his eyes away from her clear and pure eyes, coughed, and said, "Senior Sister, I have finished copying the Pure Heart Sutra. Can you take a look and see if there is anything you are not satisfied with?"

Gu Yangyang frowned when she heard this.

She squatted beside Ji Xiao, her jade-white fingertips grasping the edge of the table, and moved closer.

The first thing that caught my eye was the young man's clean, slender hands with distinct joints. He held a thin brush between his fingers. Unlike the five fingers tightly grasping the sword, it was more gentle and refined, with a different flavor...

Then there were five pieces of bamboo paper placed beside him, densely written with words.

The handwriting is neat, vigorous and powerful.

When you get closer, you can smell the scent of bamboo and ink on the paper.

"Well, it's pretty good..." Gu Yangyang blurted out without thinking. After waking up, she stiffly changed her words and said, "It's not that good..."

"Senior sister, are you not satisfied with my handwriting?" Ji Xiao handed her the brush and took out a new piece of paper. "Please give me some advice, Senior sister."

Gu Yangyang, who took the brush, became completely sober and looked at the blank paper in front of her awkwardly, just like her mind at the moment, which was blank!

"Sister, you only need to write the three words 'Pure Heart Sutra'. I will observe and learn carefully."

Seeing Ji Xiao's submissive look with his eyes downcast, Gu Yangyang broke down and screamed inwardly.

Her hands were stiff, and the tip of the brush trembled as it touched the paper.

In an instant, a thick mass of ink spread across the paper...

"......"

Gu Yangyang glanced at the young man next to her and saw that he looked normal. She then made up her mind and wrote three big crooked words on the paper.

The moment she put down her pen, Gu Yangyang looked at the paper with an expressionless face.

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