My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 338

[Chapter 335 Yu Xiangrong (fourth update)]

Jing Zhe thought for a while and then agreed.

He didn’t care whether Yu Xiangrong was beautiful or not, he mainly wanted to impart some poetry experience…

“Do you want me to have someone take you there?”

Yu Sheng asked.

“I’ll take him there!”

Yu Haixing volunteered, but his purpose was to keep an eye on Jing Zhe, fearing that he would take action against Xiangrong.

His cousin is so cute and naive, even if Jing Zhe really takes action, she probably won’t object…

“Don’t worry, I can just go there by myself.”

Instead of letting him take her there, Jing Zhe chose to do it himself.

“Go there by yourself? I’m not worried about you, I’m worried about my sister being bullied!”

“Don’t worry, as long as you don’t bully her, no one in the world will bully her – no, you can’t bully her in the future, or I will I’ll beat you to death,”

Jing Zhe said sincerely.

And Yu Sheng could also see that there was a conflict between the two, so he said: “Haixing, you must never conflict with Jing Zhe again! When he marries your sister in the future, he will be your brother-in-law! How can you have a brother-in-law with you?” Brother

–

in-law? If you are really making trouble, Jing Zhe’s beating will be in vain! How can you do it if you are neither big nor small and don’t have any rules

? Married to his cousin…

Jing Zhe smiled magnanimously: “Don’t say that, Mr. Yu Guo. He is still a child. There is no need to say it, just a beating!”

“…”

Yu Haixing couldn’t listen. Go down and run directly.

Chen Jiannan also stood up: “President Jing, we have benefited a lot from listening to you speak to Mr. Yu Guogong today. How about we report back to the club first and sort out today’s thoughts? What do you think?”

Beside Jing Zhe After eating dog food again and again, and now even the biggest villain has escaped, the tool man also feels that the value of staying here has been lost, and decided to leave.

Jing Zhe nodded and let them go first.

I asked Yu Sheng about the place and went there alone.

Looking at his back, Yu Sheng suddenly wanted to laugh.

Others are trying to win over Jing Zhe, but he doesn’t need it. As long as he can turn him into his son-in-law, Yu Sheng feels secure!

…

Following Yu Sheng’s introduction, he walked through the winding corridor and came to the back garden. Looking up, the scene in the garden was somewhat beyond Jing Zhe’s expectation.

I saw that the back garden was huge. On one side of the garden were pavilions, rockeries, ponds, pavilions, and pavilions. The pavilions and pavilions were dotted with vibrant green bamboos and strange-shaped stones. Those strange stones were stacked together, creating an abrupt and extraordinary momentum. .

If you didn’t know about such an exquisite courtyard, you wouldn’t associate it with a rough guy like Yu Sheng.

Jing Zhe walked in lightly and saw Yu Xiangrong’s charming and graceful figure at first sight.

She was still wearing the pale pink cotton dress with a hem that reached the floor, but she didn’t know when she took off the white gauze dress. She was not short, but the dress was longer, and she seemed to be afraid of getting dirty. , so one of her hands has to hold the hem of her skirt at all times.

At this moment, she was standing in the stone pavilion in the garden. There was a stone table in the middle of the stone pavilion. It was covered with rice paper and pressed with an inkstone. When the wind blew by, it could still blow up the edges of the paper. At this time, Yu thought Rong Bian would put down the skirt he was holding and free his hands to hold it down.

When the wind stopped, she bent down to lift the hem of her skirt again. She repeated this process several times without getting tired. Jing Zhe looked at her being so cute and naive and wanted to laugh while standing there.

Her other hand was holding a brush. When she no longer had to press the corner of the paper, she bent down and wrote carefully on the paper. She wrote very slowly, and with the interference of the wind, it became even slower. .

Because she was standing with her back to the courtyard gate, Jing Zhe could only see her back after entering.

The gentle breeze rolled up the tassels on her long cotton dress and swayed with the wind. Under the fading sunset, the dim light froze her figure there, like a beautiful piece of art, which reminded Jing Zhe. A poem comes.

The wind is blowing its leaves, and

the grass is bearing its seeds.

Sometimes,

not talking

is beautiful.

This poem is aptly used here. At this time, it is very beautiful not to speak.

Jing Zhe stood there leaning against the stone door and did not go in because he did not want to break the tranquility. He stared at Yu Xiangrong’s back with burning eyes…

Yu Xiangrong was indeed a fool. Jing Zhe looked at the door. After a while, he realized that she hadn’t written a few words at all. After all, the wind rose and fell, and she always had to take care of her long skirt and paper corners. Jing Zhe really wanted to ask her, since she was wearing such a long skirt, what would happen if it fell to the ground? ? Or, if the wind is not strong, the corner of the paper will occasionally blow, just ignore it!

However, this cute baby’s thinking is different from others. She is always thinking about this and that. In addition, she writes very slowly, so her progress is slow.

At this time, Jing Zhe finally understood why she was so sad after Yu Haixing tore up the words she had written. After all, it was not easy for her to finish writing a word!

…

Thinking like this, Jing Zhe walked over quietly.

Because he was too focused, Yu Xiangrong didn’t know that someone was coming behind him. He was still lowering his head and writing slowly.

Jing Zhe looked from behind her and happened to see her writing the word “green” in “asking the blue sky for wine”. Her attitude was serious, but her technique was very clumsy and jerky. When she combined it with what Yu Sheng had said before, he felt relieved.

Although Yu Xiangrong was obsessed with poetry since she was a child, Yu Sheng hated it and never allowed her to be exposed to poetry. Moreover, there were not many people in the Duke Protector’s palace who could write poetry. Looking at it this way, Yu Xiangrong Being able to learn to write is already considered rare.

Her writing style is very unfamiliar and disorganized. It seems that no one has taught her to write it. She just figured it out slowly because of her hobby, so it is extremely difficult to write.

Yu Xiangrong was fascinated when she wrote, and Jing Zhe was also fascinated behind her, and unknowingly, he was getting closer and closer to her.

After finally finishing the first sentence, Yu Xiangrong spent a long time staring at the words on the rice paper, his peach blossom eyes curved into a crescent shape, and the mist in his eyes finally lifted, making them as bright as flowers.

Perhaps because she had been bending down for too long, she was ready to put down the brush after writing the first sentence, stretch her waist and rest for a while.

Jing Zhe was right behind her, maintaining the same bent posture as Yu Xiangrong, and didn’t know that she was about to get up.

So the next moment, when Yu Xiangrong’s body touched Jing Zhe, he was stunned. The brush in his hand unexpectedly fell down and rolled on the rice paper. The first sentence he had just written was scratched beyond recognition.

Looking up, Yu Xiangrong’s face turned red quietly after realizing that the person in front of him was Jing Zhe. The two of them had had physical contact in the front yard just now. In a short period of time, it happened again. For Xiangrong I feel a little overwhelmed.

And when she saw the ruined first sentence, she grinned.

Cried.

Jing Zhe was dumbfounded.

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