Don't be tempted, sir

Shen Yining didn't know what kind of unpolished jade it was and asked in confusion, "Is it the unpolished jade that His Majesty gave me on my coming-of-age day?"

Song Xiaoyuan, who was annotating, said calmly, "No, but it's related to you. Do you want to go and see it together?"

Shen Yining agreed out of curiosity, and the two of them agreed to go and see it the next day.

Shen Yining liked Song Xiaoyuan's study very much. Because his family was a military commander, there were only a few books from his mother, but not many. It was the first time for her to see so many complete books, and she quietly looked around in the bookcase that filled the wall.

Song Xiaoyuan felt a little sleepy after taking the medicine, and the familiar light fragrance lingering in the study made him feel a little restless. Shen Yining, who was reading a book opposite him, saw that he was full of fatigue, stood up, touched his forehead and then touched his own forehead, "You don't have a fever, Lord Song, take a rest!"

"No, it's okay." He picked up the tea at hand and took a few sips. Seeing that Xiaoshantou had almost finished reading the memorial, Shen Yining stopped persuading him.

At the moment, I was reading a travelogue of Linzhou, and I was very absorbed in it. There were also annotations and revisions written by a flexible pen, which made it seem much easier to understand. Time passed unknowingly and it was time for dinner. Mrs. Song cooked a lot of dishes, and Shen Yining couldn't refuse her kindness and stayed for dinner. Before leaving, she asked with a sparkling look in her eyes, "Sir Song, can I take the book "Planting Techniques" home to read?"

"can."

"Then can I still come to Lord Song's study to read often?"

"Yeah, okay"

"Thank you, Master Song. I'll see you the day after I leave! You should get more rest after catching a cold!"

"it is good."

Song Jueming was even more certain that he would be able to drink the wedding wine soon! Mrs. Song asked the driver to drive steadily and watched Shen Yining leave. Looking at her son, "Pay more attention to rest! Xiaoyuan"

"Okay, mother."

The next day, Song Xiaoyuan got up early. Instead of going to the study to review memorials, he ordered Awu to prepare a car to go to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Master Pei was a man of yellow hair and long hair. He was very happy to hear that Song Xiaoyuan was coming and had been waiting for him in the pavilion in the garden. Song Xiaoyuan bowed and said, "I am Xiaoyuan, your student, and I am here to meet Master Pei."

Master Pei spoke in a loud voice, "Come, come, sit with Xiao Yuan. Long time no see! Xiao Yuan is the one who found the unpolished jade."

"Yes, there is one, but my father was very interested in it yesterday."

Master Pei was displeased. "How can such a good jade not want to be a master?"

Song Xiaoyuan explained, "That unpolished jade is not suitable for the teacher, so I didn't introduce it to him right away."

When Master Pei heard this, he asked, "Who is it?"

"Su Yunze, his current interpretation skills are not satisfactory, so he has failed repeatedly."

Song Jueming is good at interpretation and annotation, while Master Pei is good at writing and copying. Master Pei understood: "Oh! Su Yunze is indeed a rough jade and more suitable for Old Song." Then he thought, "Why did Xiao Yuan come here?"

At this moment, a woman came into the garden. She was wearing a green skirt and a white shawl on her arms. She walked up to the pavilion with fresh and refined steps and said in a gentle and pleasant voice, "Grandfather, it's a windy spring day. Why are you sitting in the pavilion for a conversation?" She turned to Song Xiaoyuan and said softly, "Xiaoyuan, how are you!"

Before Song Xiaoyuan could reply, Master Pei spoke loudly, "The weather is mild today, it's okay, Ying'er, what's the matter?"

"Grandpa, grandma has made pear soup for you and asked your granddaughter to call you back."

Master Pei and his wife have been in love for a long time. He listened to his wife's words and asked, "Xiao Yuan, is there anything else?"

"The students come to visit the teacher, and they will leave when the teacher is well."

When Master Pei left, he reminded her, "Stay healthy! I'll go drink some pear soup! Remember the unpolished jade! Xiao Yuan!"

Song Xiaoyuan stood up and bowed, then sat down to drink tea. Pei Ying also sat down and asked, "But your mistress made a scene?"

Song Xiaoyuan looked into the distance with deep eyes and said in a cold voice, "She is not a concubine."

Pei Ying looked at his handsome profile, which was so cold that it was hard for people to get close to him. "Do I look good in what I wear today? Xiao Yuan?"

Song Xiaoyuan said coldly, "She is not someone you can play with!"

Pei Ying sneered, "Xiao Yuan, are you here to warn me?"

Song Xiaoyuan didn't reply, Pei Ying continued, "We used to study together, in spring like this, on the swing under the tree, do you remember that? I was your childhood sweetheart! You rejected me, and then rejected the princess. But you still care about her? I dressed like her today, but why don't you even look at me? Did you pity her for pretending to be weak like a foxy girl?"

Song Xiaoyuan raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Pei Ying, "Is that how you scold her?"

"Feeling bad? I even threw her down! I also warned her the same way you warned me!"

Song Xiaoyuan didn't want to say more to her and left in anger.

Pei Ying stood up, crumpled the silk handkerchief in her hand, and said angrily, "Shu Ling! Take this green skirt and burn it! Ah~"

The maid helped Pei Ying back. Pei Ying looked at the green skirt she had changed and said, "He didn't even want to talk to me when he was angry. Do I disgust him so much?"

The maid Shu Ling picked up the green skirt and said, "Young lady is beautiful, so there is no need to imitate her weak appearance. How can she compare with young lady!"

"It's burnt, all burnt! It's so annoying to see."

Song Xiaoyuan closed his eyes in the carriage, not knowing what he was thinking. He returned to the study and sat down. The black-clad guard on the beam knelt down and asked, "Master, do you have any instructions?"

At this moment, his eyes were deep and bottomless as he spoke coldly, "Keep an eye on Pei Ying. If she makes any move, don't stop her!"

"Yes!"

Ah Wu asked, "Do you want to send someone to protect Miss Shen?"

"No need." Then he resumed his gentle and unhurried manner and began to review the memorials.

Today was a rare spring day with a warm breeze and a clear sky with a few clouds occasionally floating across it. Shen Yining got up early and borrowed a pair of pruning shears from the gardening department, and went to the orange orchard with the book "Planting Techniques".

Xingyue was also happy when she saw Shen Yining, who was reading a book seriously under the tree and in a good mood. The lady who was like the scorching sun was just like the good weather today. I haven't seen her for a long time!

With her hands on her chin, Xingyue exclaimed, "Miss, you're back!"

Shen Yining didn't understand and asked with her almond-shaped eyes, "Xingyue, what are you talking about? I've always been here!"

Xingyue looked at Shen Yining's cheek seriously. "Miss, you haven't smiled like this for a long time! It's so beautiful!"

"What are you talking about~"

"Miss, since... since she met Mr. Song, she seems to have become much happier."

Shen Yining turned back to continue reading. "Really?"

Xingyue affirmed, "Yes! When Master Song is around, Miss always has a lot to say."

Shen Yining didn't answer, he took the book and stood up and called Xingyue, "Come, you carry the book, I'll watch the picture and cut it!"

Xingyue stood up, patted her butt, took the book and said, "Okay!"

Shen Yining cut for a long time according to the book. The spring afternoon sun was still very hot, and sweat wet her temples. Her hands were sore and the large flower scissors were still a test of arm strength. "No, no, I don't know how to cut~"

Xingyue volunteered, "Let me do it, miss! I'll cut wherever you say."

"it is good!"

Shen Yining directed, "This one! This one! And that one!"

After a while of directing, the orange tree seemed to have gone through the winter, with only the trunk left. Xingyue was also exhausted. The two of them had their hands hanging down on both sides, one holding a scissors and the other holding a book, looking at the bare orange tree.

"Miss! Are you sure this is right?"

"Maybe! I don't know!"

"Miss, I don't think that's okay!"

“It’s so hot and I’m so tired! I can’t understand it.”

"Let's go back! Let's ask Master Song tomorrow?"

"it is good!!"

At this moment, the gardener came over and saw the bare orange tree. "Oh, Miss! You can't prune it anymore! If you prune it again, it will die!"

"Uncle! Can you help me check if this is how it's cut in the book?"

Gardening is embarrassing. "Miss, I can't read!"

Shen Yining gave up completely. "Okay! I'll ask tomorrow. Uncle, you go ahead and get busy. Here are your tools. Thank you!"