King's Landing [Rebirth]

Lu Zixiu sat at the side and looked at Yuan Sheng, saw that he had lowered his eyebrows and looked cute, and felt an indescribable liking in his heart, so he couldn't help being curious about him, and asked him when he entered the mansion, and he had done it before. What did he learn, and whether he was used to it here, and asked who taught him calligraphy.

Yuan Sheng answered one by one, and finally said in a low voice: "Father taught calligraphy." As he spoke, he remembered how his parents taught him earnestly, and couldn't help showing a sense of loss.

Although Lu Zixiu didn't know what happened to his parents, but since he was sold to the mansion, he thought it would be bad, and he was afraid that he would be sad, so he didn't ask any more questions, and comforted him softly: "Don't be sad, I will teach you to read and write in the future." How are you?"

Yuan Sheng raised his head abruptly, looked at him flattered, pursed his lips in confusion, and shook his head again and again: "This is against the rules, you will be scolded." He was a little flustered as he spoke, and hurriedly lowered his eyes and continued to polish the ink.

Seeing that the ink in the inkstone was almost overflowing, Lu Zixiu thought it was funny, so he pressed his hand to keep him from moving: "What are you afraid of, why don't you tell me?"

Yuan Sheng didn't seem to hear what he said, he just stared at the inkstone, and was so anxious that he was about to cry: "Second Young Master, my little hands are clumsy..."

"It's okay." Lu Zixiu took the ink ingot between his fingers and put it aside. For some reason, he didn't want to let go of his hand. Looking at him, he smiled, "From now on, you will stay by my side. Whatever you learn, you also learn, I will teach you secretly."

Yuan Sheng lowered his head at a loss, wanted to refuse, but was reluctant to open his mouth, wanted to accept, but he didn't have the guts.

Lu Zixiu just felt that his hesitant appearance was also endearing, so he couldn't help but took out a book: "Read it to me and see how many words you know."

Yuan Sheng took it with a dazed face, gathered himself together, opened the book and started to read it stumbled. After reading a few pages, he recognized half of them, which made Lu Zixiu surprised and pleasantly surprised. Putting the pen into his hand again: "I'll see if I write a few more words."

Yuan Sheng was so nervous that his palms were sweating. Although he didn't know what the book boy should do, he knew that he should never write with the pen of the Second Young Master. He raised his eyes to meet the earnest gaze of the other party, and there was a buzz in his head, as if he couldn't think of anything, and subconsciously dipped in ink to write.

Lu Zixiu saw that his strokes lacked structure, but his handwriting was quite correct, and felt that he was a piece of rough jade worth carving, so he couldn't help but moved behind him, took his hand and taught him gently.

Yuan Sheng shook his hands in fright, turned his head and looked at him timidly: "Second Young Master..."

Lu Zixiu's gaze was on the paper. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at him. The two of them were very close, and the other's light breath came towards him. Lu Zixiu looked at his blank and timid dark eyes, inexplicably feeling that there was something on the tip of his heart. Itching, as if a paw was scratching, making him hold his breath in a daze.

He was still a teenager at this time, and he was a little unclear about the sudden palpitations, so he only knew that this book boy must always be with him.

Lu Zixiu did what he said, and since then he has been waiting on him every day, but he doesn't let him do too many things. Instead, whenever he has free time, he enthusiastically teaches him to read and write. I really wish I could teach him all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Yuan Sheng really lived up to his expectations, he could do what he taught.

Yuan Sheng felt that since his parents passed away, the Second Young Master was the best person in the world to him, and this was also the happiest period of his life. Even if he would still be teased and hated by others in private, it would not affect his eyes at all. Gradually brightens the brilliance.

When Yuan Sheng faced Lu Zixiu in private, he no longer had the original restraint, and sometimes even showed a shallow and shy smile, with crooked eyebrows and fine white teeth, which made Lu Zixiu's heart tremble.

Yuan Sheng stayed by Lu Zixiu's side for several years. Sometimes at night, he would dream of his handsome face and warm eyes. After waking up, he would turn over and lie on his side, with his eyes wide open in the dark for a while, rubbing his eyes. It took a long time for the stomach growling with hunger to fall asleep again.

In recent days, he has been hungry from time to time, because every time he goes to eat, there is basically not much left. He knows that someone hates him, so he has to keep the pastry rewarded by Lu Zixiu, and eat it when he is hungry at night. Unexpectedly, the pastries disappeared soon after, and he had to go hungry again.

Yuan Sheng has always been able to bear it, and he wanted to bear it and passed it, but after several days of starvation and being unable to sleep, he finally couldn't bear it and told the steward about it.

The steward didn't take it very seriously at first, the rules he said were only that the servants should obey the rules of the master, and the small disputes between the servants seemed normal to him, but thinking that Yuan Sheng was very valued by Lu Zixiu , I still went to investigate for him, but in the end it was ignored by those people's mutual excuses.

Since then, Yuan Sheng could only swallow his grievances. He never thought of telling Lu Zixiu that Lu Zixiu was good enough to him, and he didn't want to bother him with these trivial matters.

Yuan Sheng's obstinate forbearance made what others did to him worse. He would peek at Lu Zixiu's lowered eyebrows when he was immersed in the book while grinding ink, and felt that he could bear any grievance.

At this moment, the steward of the mansion suddenly asked for an audience, Yuan Sheng quickly got up and moved behind Lu Zixiu.

Lu Zixiu asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

The steward glanced at Yuan Sheng, took out an exquisite inkstone from his bosom, and said respectfully: "Back to Second Young Master, someone saw this on Yuan Sheng's couch..."

Lu Zixiu looked at it, smiled, and turned to Yuan Sheng, "When did you take it back?"

Yuan Sheng shook his face blankly.

Lu Zixiu paused with a smile, pondered for a moment, and said to the steward, "What's the matter? Tell me straight."

"Yes! This inkstone is in the study of the second son, but now it is hidden by Yuan Sheng in his residence..." The steward glanced at Yuan Sheng, with a bit of regret in his eyes, "According to the rules of the mansion, He should be expelled, but after all, he has served the Second Young Master for six full years, and this is the first time he has stolen, so the old slave came to ask the Second Young Master what he meant, how should he deal with it?"

Yuan Sheng's face turned pale when he heard it, and he stared blankly at the inkstone in his hand, at a loss for what to do.

The inkstone was originally given to him by Lu Zixiu, but he could only use it in this study, so he never took it away. It was still on the shelf yesterday, but it was suddenly taken out from his residence today. Who moved the hands and feet again?

Lu Zixiu's expression darkened after listening to the manager's words, and he was about to speak when footsteps came from outside the door, and then he saw Lu Wen walking in.

Lu Wen frowned: "What did you just say? Who stole? Yuansheng?"

Yuan Sheng was stabbed by his gaze, and his whole body froze in fright. Although it was not his fault, he subconsciously lowered his head.

Lu Zixiu turned sideways slightly, grabbed his hand and gently squeezed it to comfort him, then looked back at the steward, and said coldly: "I originally gave this inkstone to Yuan Sheng, but it has been kept in the study."

Lu Wen looked towards Yuan Sheng in surprise, and inadvertently saw their intertwined hands, his heart skipped a beat, his complexion suddenly became ugly, and he scolded with a straight face: "You can't talk nonsense if you want to protect Yuan Sheng, he is a bookboy Can you get such a good inkstone?"

"It was indeed given to him by me." Lu Zixiu looked unhappy, and said to the steward, "Who found this? Go and find out if he stole it. If not, who on earth got into my room?" The study room? It has nothing to do with Yuan Sheng at this time, but those who find out must be severely punished! The Lu family cannot tolerate such a villain who makes trouble!"

The steward didn't expect that this matter would happen to be bumped into by Lu Wen, so he had no choice but to look at Lu Wen, hoping that the Patriarch would make a decision.

Lu Wen nodded: "Go and investigate." After he left, he turned Yuan Sheng away and looked at Lu Zixiu with deep eyes, "To be honest, did Yuan Sheng steal it?"

"No." Lu Zixiu answered firmly.

Da Jin's masculinity is prevalent, and Lu Wen has known for a long time that he attaches great importance to Yuan Sheng. Coupled with the scene he saw just now, he can't help thinking: "It's just a domestic servant, why are you protecting him?"

Lu Zixiu sighed helplessly: "It's not a cover-up. He really didn't steal. He has followed the rules for the past six years, and his father also saw it."

"You really sent him?"

"Yes."

"You..." Lu Wen paused, and his anger gradually rose, "It's just a book boy, will he use the inkstone you gave him? Nonsense!"

Lu Zixiu didn't want to cause trouble again, so he didn't explain further, but fell into deep thought after Lu Wen left.

He was very clear about Yuan Sheng, wishing to give him the best, but worried that he would be too ostentatious to attract attention, so he deliberately restrained himself a lot, but he did not expect such a thing to happen.Yuan Sheng is weak, will he suffer other grievances?

The more Lu Zixiu thought about it, the more flustered he became. Seeing Yuan Sheng walk in, he grabbed his hand and said, "Yuan Sheng, don't worry."

Yuan Sheng looked into his warm eyes and nodded quickly.

Lu Zixiu smiled: "Yuan Sheng, let me get rid of slavery for you."

Yuan Sheng was taken aback for a moment, this was originally what he was most looking forward to when he was young, but at this moment he felt a kind of inexplicable panic, and he couldn't help but said in astonishment: "Remove... the slave status? The second son wants to drive me out of the house? "

"It's not to drive you out of the house, but I hope to restore your status as a good citizen, so that others will not dare to bully you at will."

Yuan Sheng shook his head again and again: "I don't need citizenship, I want to serve the Second Young Master all the time."

Lu Zixiu smiled: "When do you plan to be a book boy?"

"I..." Yuan Sheng suddenly realized that he didn't have the final say on this matter, so he was dumbfounded and looked at him timidly, "Second Young Master, don't you want me to be a book boy?"

"No."

Lu Zixiu answered decisively, Yuan Sheng's whole body turned cold, he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do, the circles of his eyes gradually turned red, he mumbled his lips and couldn't speak.

Seeing that he was frightened, Lu Zixiu immediately regretted it, and quickly held his hands together: "Don't think about it, I have no other intentions, I just hope that you will not be inferior to others, and you can still stay by my side."

"I..." Yuan Sheng's dark eyes were instantly moist, he stared straight at him, and choked up, "I don't want it! I just want to continue to be the second son's book boy."

Lu Zixiu couldn't see him being sad, his heart ached so much, he hugged him quickly, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't cry, I was wrong, you are still my book boy, until you don't want to do it again."

Yuan Sheng's sadness disappeared quickly, replaced by a chaotic beating in his heart. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He heard Lu Zixiu's deep and gentle voice in his ears, and Lu Zixiu's light breath lingered all over him. He felt dizzy for a while. dizzy.

Lu Zixiu whispered in his ear, "It's up to you, okay?"

Yuan Sheng's face was dazed, a little spark suddenly ignited from the base of his ears, and instantly warmed his cheeks, and he didn't know how much he had listened to his words, so he murmured unconsciously: "Second Young Master..."

"Huh?" Lu Zixiu heard the difference in his voice, and hurriedly distanced himself to look at him. He was dumbfounded at this sight, couldn't help but raised his hand, and lightly touched his red and hot cheek with his fingertips, his mind moved slightly, He said softly, "Yuan Sheng, you have grown up."