What a tragedy!
Then, he raised his hand and slowly touched Ji Yunshu's blushing cheeks.
His fingertips touched her cheeks!
Ji Yunshu shuddered.
She couldn't help but turn her head and look down.
Jing Rong laughed, "Why are you nervous? I won't eat you. "
"I'm not nervous."
"Yunshu." He suddenly called out to her.
Hmm?
Ji Yunshu looked up.
Jing Rong gazed at her inquisitively and curiously. "I really don't know how many more surprises you have in store for me."
Huh?
She was a little confused.
Jing Rong held her fair fingers and raised them slightly. "I thought you only know how to use your hands to examine corpses and paint. I didn't expect you to have such a sharp tongue. Even the students of Mingshan Academy were rendered speechless by your words."
So, he was talking about that!
She pursed her lips and said modestly, "I was just reading from the book. I didn't expect that I would be able to fool them."
"But not only did you fool them, you also fooled this Prince. Moreover, you are destined to fool me for the rest of my life."
His affectionate words were like a gentle breeze, slowly rolling into her ears.
Warmth surged through her.
Ji Yunshu's heart softened. She threw herself into his arms.
He hugged her tightly.
Two silhouettes stood in the corridor, facing the soft moonlight in the sky. The dusky light poured down and sprinkled on the two of them.
It was like an antique poster!
Ji Yunshu's face was pressed tightly against his burning chest, enjoying the moment of warmth that belonged only to the two of them.
She had to admit that only this kind of embrace could make her let down her guard and truly enjoy the happiness that a woman should have. She also admitted that she was greedy, extremely greedy.
She wanted to stay in this warm embrace forever.
After a long time, she raised her head and looked at him. "Do you really intend to leave Miss Tang alone there?"
Pfft!
All the poetic and picturesque feelings were disrupted by this sentence.
Jing Rong hooked her chin. "The great Teacher Ji, don't tell me that you have fallen in love with Miss Tang?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
She turned her head and pushed him away.
"I'm just worried that she won't be able to do it alone. She might be able to destroy such a huge academy, but she might not be able to repair it."
"Don't worry, don't you still have Mo Ruo? After all, he owes Miss Tang his life. "
"He will help her?"
"Of course."
Jing Rong was absolutely certain!
Mo Ruo would help Tang Si? It can't be, right?
If that was the case, it would be a good show!
"It's getting late. You should rest early. We still have to travel early tomorrow morning."
"But I want to stay with you for a while. How about tonight …"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.
"No!" He rejected her outright.
Jing Rong chuckled. "I haven't even finished my sentence, and you already know what I want to say?"
"I …"
Seeing that she was at a loss for words, Jing Rong smiled even more devilishly. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. "I won't tease you anymore. Rest early."
With that, he turned around and walked away.
Behind him, Ji Yunshu beamed with happiness.
Just as she was about to enter her room, Shang Zhuo came over.
"Teacher Ji."
Shang Zhuo called out to her and strode over. The ink stains on his scholar's robe were printed on his plain robe, it was eye-catching.
"Young Master Shang? Is something the matter? "
Shang Zhuo bowed. "I hope Teacher Ji won't take offense at what happened just now. Lin Shu has always been like this. His words offended both of you, please don't take it to heart."
So it was because of this matter!
She replied, "How could it be? It was this humble one's fault. If I didn't agree to compete with him in painting, the incident just now wouldn't have happened. We're here to stay for the night and are guests. There's no reason for us to have a conflict with others, causing your study hall to be in such a state and injuring Young Master Lin. We really shouldn't have done that. We would like to trouble Young Master Shang to apologize to Young Master Lin on our behalf."
She nodded slightly.
Shang Zhuo agreed.
She then waved the scroll in her hand, "This is Teacher Ji's painting. In order to avoid damaging it, I secretly kept it. I hope Teacher Ji won't take offense."
"This …"
"Teacher Ji's painting is very amazing!"
'What's there to be amazed about?
I'm obviously not as good as him! '
Ji Yunshu smiled without saying a word.
Shang Zhuo had an amazing ability to copy, so his vision was naturally different from others.
He said, "This painting seems to be slightly inferior to Lin Shu's, but I think that Teacher Ji was going easy on him. After all, it's easy to win, but it's hard to lose without leaving a trace. I believe that Teacher Ji lost to Lin Shu on purpose. Teacher Ji's painting is full of lines. It seems to have no shape, but it's full of charm. The style may seem loose, but the strokes are powerful and the strokes are precise. Every stroke is deep and shallow, and the lines are deep and shallow. Although it doesn't have the domineering aura of Jiangbei Huaibei, the whole painting lacks the murderous aura and ruthlessness of the battlefield. However, it has the sorrow that Jiangbei Huainan does not have. It shows the helplessness and pain of the people who lost their homes in the war. The dead died and the injured were injured. It's such a tragedy."
This review was absolutely professional!
But one had to admit that he was indeed a smart person.
Whether it was Ji Yunshu's thoughts or the painting, they were all revealed by his words. Naturally, there was no need to hide it anymore.
She said, "Teacher Yu said that your painting skills are excellent. That 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' is even more lifelike than Ouyang Ye's original work. I can hide it from others, but I know that I can't hide it from you. Fortunately, you didn't say it in front of everyone. Otherwise, Young Master Lin wouldn't have let it go. But no matter what, Young Master Lin won, so there's no need to be too calculative. Am I right, Young Master Shang?"
"Teacher Ji is right." He said, "Indeed, it doesn't matter who won or lost. But this painting, I wonder if Teacher Ji can give it to me?"
It's not a masterpiece, why should I collect it?
"Of course."
"Thank you, Teacher Ji." She bowed, "Then … I won't disturb Teacher Ji's rest."
"Okay."
Shang Zhuo left.
Ji Yunshu returned to her room and finally had some peace and quiet.
On the other side.
At the hot spring at the back of the mountain.
The students who had been drenched in ink all squeezed here to take a bath. Under the moonlight, they all bared their upper bodies and wrapped a white towel around their lower bodies. They dived into the water with their heads down.
Not long after, the hot spring water was soaked into black water.
Lin Shu soaked in the water like a big brother, his hands curled up on the warm cobblestone beside him. The wound on his shoulder that had been split open by the whip was still oozing blood.
Two of his classmates were applying medicine for him.
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