The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

Jiujiu saw that Di Jiang was only focusing on writing without teaching her, so he curiously stepped forward to see what Di Jiang was writing.

What's more important than teaching her?

Or maybe it could be said that Di Jiang didn't want to teach her to read, but couldn't go against his father's will, so he passed the time by writing and did it half-heartedly?

That would be great.

She doesn't have to study anymore.

Jiujiu felt much relieved, and was very excited when watching Di Jiang write.

Di Jiang's handwriting was in small regular script with hairpin flowers. The handwriting was neat and the strokes were vigorous and powerful, showing a calmness that was not for his age.

Jiujiu looked at it, shocked.

Brother Di Jiang's handwriting is so good?

Compared with her dog crawling character, there is a huge difference between one day and one place.

Jiujiu suddenly felt a little ashamed.

She bit her lip and looked left and right with her round eyes to see where she had written the word "dog crawling". She had to hide it quickly so that Di Jiang could not see it.

She doesn't want to be embarrassed.

She also wants to save face.

The little guy's guilty look fell into Di Jiang's eyes. Di Jiang smiled fondly, said nothing, buried his head in writing on a piece of paper, announced that today's class was over, and left.

Jiujiu personally sent Di Jiang out and murmured: "Brother Di Jiang just taught me how to read!"

"This amount of water could flood the Pacific Ocean."

"Ninety-nine happy."

However, Jiujiu is also unhappy.

Jiujiu couldn't bear to have such ugly handwriting.

For the first time, she took the initiative to practice calligraphy and didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Later, she was unwilling to accept that Di Jiang was so knowledgeable. She was like an illiterate, ignorant of everything and knew nothing.

She began to study hard again.

A year later, ninety-nine and a half years old.

During this year, the eldest prince and the prince got married one after another, and they married their sweethearts. Jiujiu also learned to recite several poems, and his handwriting became better and better.

Concubine Li looked at the words Jiujiu and was quite happy.

As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Her decision to let Di Jiang teach Jiujiu how to study was right.

Di Jiang himself is knowledgeable and knows how to influence the people around him by setting an example. He guides Jiujiu very well.

Poor Jiujiu doesn't know yet that she has been tricked by Di Jiang.

Di Jiang deliberately showed his powerful side to stimulate Jiujiu's desire to learn and make progress.

·

The Thirteenth Prince is not doing well.

The Thirteenth Prince was always looked down upon by others because he studied late, learned slowly, and was not good at learning. In addition, he has been known as a lunatic for a long time, and everyone thinks he is weak and easy to bully.

So when he was studying in the study room, he was often bullied.

At first, everyone was worried that he had a favored mother-in-law and younger sister, so they didn't dare to go too far and just made small fuss. Later it was discovered that he was humiliated and was not able to resist, so he intensified his behavior and became more and more excessive.

At this moment, the Thirteenth Prince came to the study for class. As soon as he sat down, he noticed something was wrong.

He seemed to be sitting on something.

He reached out and touched the stool under his butt and felt a handful of sticky stuff. He smelled it and was shocked.

"It tastes so sweet."

The boy on the side also sniffed the faint sweetness in the air and said in surprise: "Your Highness, your ass smells good."

The Thirteenth Prince: "..."

"Did you spread the fragrant powder?"

"I'm not that girly."

The Thirteenth Prince's stool was smeared with honey.

I don’t know who applied it, but it was applied very thinly and transparently, making it difficult to notice. So much so that he sat down and there was a sweet smell on his butt.

At this moment, even if he changed his stool and took off his robe, there was still honey on his butt.

After he insisted on finishing the class, a swarm of bees was already waiting for him outside.

He didn't want to go out, but he didn't know who pushed him out.

In an instant, a swarm of bees swarmed towards him.

The buzzing sound made his skin crawl.

The thirteenth prince was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

In the hot summer, he was covered in sweat while running, but he did not stop, and the bees were chasing him.

He was stung a lot, and the butt was the worst.

"Help!"

"Help!"

The Thirteenth Prince shouted for help with tears in his eyes.

But no one rescued him.

The entire study room was filled with people who were laughing at his jokes.

Especially those people who often bullied him. They hid in the cool pavilion and laughed so loudly.

"Old Thirteen, you are so miserable!"

"Aren't your mother-in-law and sister very favored? Why don't they come to save you?"

"Oh, by the way, why did we forget that you dare not tell your mother-in-law and sister that you were bullied."

"You coward! You are so cowardly!"

The Thirteenth Prince is not a coward, he just doesn't want to cause trouble to his mother, concubine, and sister.

He, a manly man, should rely on his mother, concubine, and sister. How could he rely on his mother, concubine, and sister in turn?

He didn't want to be such a waste.

He can handle these bad things on his own.

"I'm not scared, I'm not scared." The Thirteenth Prince defended himself with red eyes.

"Hehehe."

His defense only earned him more ridicule.

"Coward, big coward, you still don't admit it? You're a waste."

Among the young masters of the aristocratic family, Xu Ran, the most distinguished young master, said meaningfully, "Speaking of which, the thirteenth prince's biological sister is more powerful than him. She is loved by everyone, and those who offend her will not end well. It's a pity. Ah! His sister doesn’t care about him.”

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I don't know why his sister doesn't care about him? Could it be that he is not a biological child of the same mother?"

"What are you talking about?"

The Thirteenth Prince ran up to Xu Ran unconvinced, and Bee, who was chasing behind him, naturally followed the Thirteenth Prince and ran up to Xu Ran.

Xu Ran turned pale with fright and took many steps back.

With trembling hands, he pointed at the Thirteenth Prince and said, "Don't come over!"

"No."

Xu Ran's servant also guarded Xu Ran nervously and glared at the Thirteenth Prince.

"I insist on going there." The Thirteenth Prince looked like he was breaking a jar. "If you want to be stung, we will all be stung together."

"Ah ah ah..."

Deafening screams sounded.

A group of people are besieged by bees.

In the end, everyone jumped into a shallow lake and escaped.

·

As night fell, the Thirteenth Prince returned to Qiushui Residence in a state of embarrassment.

He was the one who suffered the worst stings from bees. His face, body, and hands were all covered in bumps. His whole body was swollen, and his original appearance was no longer visible.

His mother probably didn't even recognize him when she stood in front of him.

As expected, Concubine Li no longer recognized the Thirteenth Prince.

Concubine Li saw a fat boy coming into Qiushui Residence late at night, so she led someone to greet him and asked, "Who are you? Why did you sneak into Qiu Shui Residence?"

"What's your purpose? Huh?"

"..."

The Thirteenth Prince was sad.

Mom, you are my own mother, and you don’t even recognize me. I’m just swollen.

The Thirteenth Prince sat down on the ground in aggrieved state and cried uncontrollably.

At this time, Jiujiu had just finished practicing calligraphy and came out. She saw a group of people surrounding the Thirteenth Prince in the yard, so she stepped forward to meet them.

The Thirteenth Prince thought to himself that if his mother could not recognize him, his sister should be able to!