Transmigrating into a book: After getting married, I found that the target of the strategy has chang

The next day, Wen Heng went to find Shen Mingjue after breakfast as usual. The two were already very familiar with each other, so he went in without knocking. He thought he would see Shen Mingjue lying in bed or sitting at the table in a daze, but he didn't expect that he had already dressed and been studying for a while.

"Why are you so hardworking today? I'm not as good as you." He smiled, hung up his heavy cloak, and sat down opposite Shen Mingjue.

In fact, if he paid more attention, he would be able to see that Shen Mingjue was wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Because of the dew, the hem of the clothes was a little damp and there were many wrinkles at the collar.

Shen Mingjue didn't answer him, as if nothing had happened, "I don't know what will be on the monthly exam this time. I can't review for everything, and I don't have a clear focus."

Wen Heng stopped joking with him, so he naturally couldn't say that he already knew the content of the monthly exam. If Shen Mingjue asked him how he knew it and what was going on with meeting the prince in private again, he really didn't know how to answer. If it were in the past, he could explain it clearly, but since the prince rejected Shen Mingjue and told him that his ideal type was someone like him, and after experiencing such a strange "heartbeat" last night, he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't explain it clearly.

It seems that the relationship between him and Gu Changfeng is not as innocent as he imagined.

"Maybe it will be similar to the last monthly exam. Let's take it step by step." Flipping through last month's notes, Wen Heng summarized a review strategy. "The exam is still a few days away. There's no rush now."

Shen Mingjue hummed softly and immersed himself in the book again.

At noon, the two of them went to the dining room together.

Because the weather has been getting colder recently, they have to wear cloaks when going out. Wen Heng is even more afraid of the cold, so he almost never puts down the hot water bottle. The kitchen is not very warm either, so they both get some food to eat.

"Master Wen, there are still some questions I don't understand. Can you teach me?" When they arrived at the school, Shen Mingjue suddenly reached out to stop him.

"Then I'll come to see you early this afternoon." Wen Heng was feeling very cold. He was afraid of the cold, but more importantly, his family had been in decline in recent years and his clothes were not good enough to keep out the cold. He didn't want anyone to see it, so he never mentioned it to anyone. He just wanted to get back to the warm dormitory as soon as possible.

Shen Mingjue didn't let go. He had a cold face and stared at him closely.

Wen Heng was already feeling guilty, and his heart started pounding when he was looked at like that.

Shen Mingjue was not careful and used too much force, causing the latter to groan.

"I'll go now, and we'll have lunch together." Wen Heng took a step back, not daring to look Shen Mingjue in the eye.

Hearing this, Shen Mingjue suddenly loosened his grip, and his face returned to the spring breeze-like smile of the past few days: "Thank you, Master Wen. It's cold outside. Please come in quickly."

Wen Heng: ...You also know it’s cold outside.

"Okay, okay, I'll be right there."

The meal was tasteless. Wen Heng was thinking about something and waiting for the other party to ask questions, but Shen Mingjue didn't say a word. The two of them looked at each other and smiled from time to time. The scene was very weird for a moment.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Heng couldn't help but ask.

"Hey." Shen Mingjue lifted the hair beside his ear, with a hint of regret, "Master Wen, are you hiding something from me?"

"I, I didn't..." Wen Heng retorted subconsciously.

"...Or in other words, have you lied to me about something?" Shen Mingjue put down his chopsticks and looked at him with a smile.