The whole world thinks that I am trying to usurp the throne

It was dusk now, and the room became increasingly dark and unclear, but the afterglow of the burning clouds in the sky dyed the things half hidden in the dark with a layer of bright color.

Therefore, Yan Xun called the servant to light the lamp again, then returned to Xiao Yuebai's side, moved a low stool, and sat obediently in front of the soft couch.

The servant quickly lit the lampstand, and the bright candlelight broke through the darkness neatly, illuminating the two of them clearly. Occasionally, the night wind came through the window, making the candlelight flicker slightly.

Xiao Yuebai sat up from the soft couch, carefully explaining "Zhou Bi Suan Jing".

Xiao Yuebai was born in Wudi, when he softened his voice, his voice was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, a bit like Wu Nong's soft language spoken by a woman from Wudi, only a little hoarse; when he was teaching, his voice was like The characters are full of rhythm and rhythm.

Xiao Yuebai's face was serious, but when he was covered by the warm yellow candlelight, his skin was immediately coated with a layer of warm light, which made his expression suddenly soften, and his lips seemed to be painted with lip balm, bright red. drop.

Yan Xun looked at Xiao Yuebai's lips that kept opening and closing, and couldn't help but startled.

Seeing that Yan Xun didn't listen, Xiao Yuebai reminded: "Your Highness."

After a while, Yan Xunfang came back to his senses and said apologetically, "Sir, I was distracted just now."

Xiao Yuebai smiled helplessly: "If Your Highness doesn't listen to it, then I won't talk about it today."

Yan Xun didn't know why his mind was distracted, so he immediately shook his head and said, "I will definitely listen carefully, sir, can you continue?"

"Zhou Bi Suan Jing" involves astronomy and arithmetic, it is very boring, maybe Yan Xun finds it boring?

Xiao Yuebai caressed Yan Xun's slightly immature cheeks, and said softly: "Your Highness, I trouble you to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Hearing the sound, Yan Xun wrinkled his nose: "Sir, don't you want to give me a test?"

Xiao Yuebai said with a smile: "I'm going to test you, if you can't answer, then I will have the pot of clouds and mists on Lushan Mountain to myself."

"Sir..." Yan Xun grunted dissatisfiedly, but got up to fetch pen, ink, paper and inkstone after all.

He first moved a short table and put it in front of Xiao Yuebai's soft couch, and then took a wolf hair and put it on the pen rest, then he persisted in grinding the ink stick on the inkstone made of red silk stone.

Yan Xun lowered his head, Xiao Yuebai couldn't see his face, so he turned to stare at his ink-grinding hands, those fingers were slender and shiny, as if they were joined together with the fingers holding the ink brush in the past, Xiao Yuebai couldn't help feeling In confusion, he suddenly fell into a trance.

In the previous life, Xiao Yuebai devoted himself to the ruling and the public, and often walked in the palace. If nothing else happened, he would be by Yan Xun's side. He, now, the 14-year-old Yan Xun took the initiative to study ink for him, which really stirred his heart.

Yan Xun is not a woman, but Xiao Yuebai untimely gave birth to the feeling of Hongxiu Tianxiang reading at night.

After a while, Yan Xun polished the ink, spread out the rice paper on the low table, and said pitifully, "Sir, come up with a question."

Xiao Yuebai picked up the wolf hair, dipped it in ink, laughed lowly, didn't ask questions, just drew the figure, and at the same time explained a passage in "Zhoubi Suanjing". When it came to the joints, he asked Yan Xun: " Got it?"

Yan Xun was smart and knew everything, and replied: "Understood."

Just at this time, the maid sent Lushan Yunwu, which was named after Lushan Yuwu was produced in Jiujiang. The tea buds are thick, green and green, mellow and sweet.

Yan Xun raised his hand and moved the rice paper to the side, and asked the maid to put a Longquan celadon teapot and two teacups in the free space left.

Yan Xun waved his hand to order the maid to step back, and poured a cup of tea for Xiao Yuebai himself.

Xiao Yuebai took the teacup and sipped it carefully. The clouds and mist on Lushan Mountain were far inferior to the ones that his Xiangfu usually prepared in his previous life, but because this tea was poured by Yan Xun willingly, and Yan Xun was within his reach. At this place, not only did he not feel that the tea was cheap, but he felt joy in his heart. The mouth that had been moistened by the tea suddenly felt sweet, and the tea seemed to have turned into honey water, caressing his throat softly, In the end, it fell into the belly lingeringly.

"How's the taste?" Yan Xunsi and Yan Qi only took a sip of the Lushan Yunwu, and couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

Xiao Yuebai said approvingly: "I have never drunk such satisfying cloud and mist from Mount Lu."

Yan Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and poured himself a cup.

Xiao Yuebai talked for another two hours, and the clouds and mists on Lushan Mountain have continued several times.

He suddenly paused, looked at Yan Xun, and sighed: "Your Highness, you and I are trapped in this Fuyu Palace and we don't know when we will be cleared of our crimes."

Yan Xun didn't know why Xiao Yuebai stopped talking about arithmetic in the middle of his lecture, but mentioned that he had been framed for murdering Yan Yu. Before he could ask a question, Xiao Yuebai suddenly grabbed his hand and put his index finger on him. Two words were written on the palm: Someone.

someone?Is someone peeping outside?

Yan Xun understood, and said with tears in his mouth: "I really never intended to murder the emperor, unexpectedly, I was accidentally framed by someone."

Xiao Yuebai deliberately lowered her voice a bit: "I don't know who is going to frame Your Highness, but in order to clear His Highness of the crime, I have sent someone to drop the remaining medicinal powder in the blue-glazed white bamboo pattern plum bottle. As long as you insist on getting the imperial doctor to test whether the poison in the porcelain vase is the same as the remaining medicinal powder in the blue-glazed white bamboo-patterned plum vase, you can be exonerated."

"Confused!" Yan Xun couldn't help raising his voice, "Is the person you send safe? Although you have good intentions, if someone sees you, won't I be charged for nothing?"

"Your Highness, keep your voice down." Xiao Yue frowned, "There is a second Wang Shu hidden in Fuyu Palace."

Yan Xun kept silent and did not say a word, Xiao Yuebai also fell silent.

After a long time, Xiao Yuebai smiled and said: "That person has already left."

Yan Xun asked suspiciously, "Why did you say that, sir?"

Xiao Yuebai leaned close to Yan Xun's ear and whispered a few words, and took another sip of the already cool cloud of Lushan Mountain.

The author has something to say: "Zhou Bi Suan Jing" is a work of astronomy and mathematics, and the Pythagorean theorem is taught in mathematics