You hear it, do people say it?

After autumn, the days are getting colder and colder every day. Seeing the arrival of winter, the end of the year is approaching, and the year-end exam of Guozixue is just around the corner.

There are so many subjects in Guozixue, and the teachers who teach any subject don't want their subjects to be left behind, so they put all their energy into arranging their homework. The students are miserable, but there is nothing they can do.

There was a charcoal basin in the dormitory of the Qinyuan, and the warm heat made people feel a little unmotivated. They just wanted to cover a quilt with the heat and sleep in the dark.

Feng Yu sat next to Fu Ning, holding a textbook on policy theory in his hand, and was writing hard on the paper, complaining endlessly: "It's the end of the new year, and there are not enough workers to print books in Guozi Academy. Do you want us to copy and copy all day, so much copying, we are not afraid that the warehouse in the school will not be able to hold it!"

Not far away, Wang Yuansi raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were black and blue, and his eyes were full of resentment: "It's fine to copy at school, and copy at home, I can't live!"

A student in the back row also raised his head, his eyes revealing exhaustion: "20 days, a full 20 days! I have never been so eager to take archery lessons in winter."

Once the lazy mood is mobilized by one person, the whole school dormitory is filled with a tired atmosphere.

Wang Yuansi put down his pen and was lazy for a while, his eyes fell on Fu Ning who was still sitting upright and his figure didn't even shake, and couldn't help asking: "Ziyu, aren't you tired? This afternoon, I never saw you stop."

Fu Ning's pen walked like flying, without raising his head: "Tired."

"Then why don't you take a break?"

Feng Yu, who was lying on the table, suddenly let out a strange laugh: "He can't rest."

Wang Yuansi looked blank: "Huh?"

After writing a page, Fu Ning put down his pen, rubbed his sore wrist, and sighed: "I have something to leave early today, and Mr. Lin won't ask for leave, so I can only hurry up and finish writing."

Although Wang Yuansi didn't know what he was going to do, but when he saw that his writing hands were trembling slightly, he sympathized with him: "Remember to take a good rest after writing, so as not to hurt your body and cause the root cause of the disease."

Feng Yu: "Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee..."

Fu Ning thanked Wang Yuansi, looked at Feng Yu with a smile, and said in a low voice, "If you smile again, I will tell your parents and your brother about your side job, and you will not be able to leave the house even during the Yuan Festival."

Feng Yu: "Ahem."

He cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "It's windy today, be careful to close the car windows on your way back later, and carefully blow you up, otherwise..." He lowered his voice and continued, "Someone should be distressed."

Wang Yuansi's ears perked up: "Who? Who is distressed!"

Although Feng Yu's voice was low, but Wang Yuansi sat close to him and his ears were sensitive, so he immediately heard the implicit teasing and asked quickly.

Feng Yu:......

Fu Ning picked up the pen again, and sighed: "Who else, of course, is my family. This morning, my aunt asked me to take the stove handbag, and put on an extra coat, wrapped up like Jingshu. I was only let out on the third floor, and there was still a hot stove in the car, so hot that I was almost sweating, hey."

Although Wang Yuansi felt that Feng Yu's words were a bit strange, but Fu Ning explained without thinking too much, he just regarded it as his own illusion: "Li Shilang has a daughter at home, so the care of her in winter is naturally much better than ours; in the morning I When I went out, my mother ignored me, but the servant girl brought me a big cloak and put it on, I'm so pitiful."

Feng Yu was guilty of saying the wrong thing at first, and immediately answered when he saw this: "A house with girls is not necessarily good. When my sister went out, my mother wore a lot of clothes, and when I went out, I didn't pay much attention to me."

The students in the dormitory were bored, so they chatted with each other. Funing relaxed, rubbed his wrists, and continued to write the rest of the homework.

Although he doesn't feel that the relationship with Xun Yi is something shameful, but one more thing is worse than one less thing. He doesn't want to be the focus of everyone's discussion, and he doesn't want to cause any trouble at home—after all, his uncle and aunt are not Unlike his grandfather, who can accept this without hindrance.

Li Jingshu is okay.

On the way back that day, Xun Yi left first because he couldn't ride with the female family members. Li Jingshu dragged Fu Ning and talked a lot. Then I looked at Xun Yi with prejudice.

Fu Ning asked her half-jokingly at the time, what would she do if she was really with Xun Yi; Li Jingshu waved her hand and said it was acceptable, after all, Xun Yi's character was fine; even the issue of gender was secondary .

It's just that although Li Jingshu said so, she really knew that she and Xun Yi were together, so it was impossible for her to be as indifferent as she said.

Thoughts were spinning in his mind, but Funing's hands didn't stop. He quickly finished the last bit of homework, got up, packed his things, and walked out of Qinyuan's dormitory.

Feng Yu said just now that it was windy today, but he heard the whistling of the wind in the dormitory; only when he walked out of the gate of Qinyuan did he realize how strong the wind was: the sharp wind sounded like a monster crying, and Fu Ning almost couldn't stand up. Fortunately, someone at the side reached out to help him, so that he didn't go back to Qinyuan again.

After Fu Ning stood still, he quickly thanked him, but the person who supported him didn't let go of his hand immediately, but took him half into his arms: "It's such a cold day, you don't ask anyone to follow you , aren’t you afraid of falling?”

The movement that originally wanted to break away stopped when he heard this person's voice.Fu Ning glanced sideways at Xun Yi, and said with a smile, "Who called me a prophet, I guessed that you would pass by the gate of Qinyuan just at this time."

Although the two were in Guozixue together, since they came back from the mountain, they have returned to the original state of getting together less and more apart. Xun Yi looked at the man in his arms, wishing he could just pick him up and take him home: "In the future, I can I have to be on guard at the door from time to time, lest some people knock themselves down and make my heart feel bad for nothing."

Feng Yu's teasing just now overlapped with his words, which made Fu Ning a little embarrassed for a while; but at this time, the sky was dark, and students from various colleges were rushing to catch up with their studies in the courtyard, and the courtyard of Nuo University was empty, which made him feel relaxed many.

Letting Xun Yi walk out with him in his arms, Funing chuckled lightly: "Only my heart hurts?"

Holding his hand tightly, Xun Yi looked at him: "I want to hurt something else, I'm afraid Grandpa will rush back to the capital overnight and beat me to death if he finds out."

Fu Ning blinked: "Why is Brother Shengzhi so good as he usually says, and won't you beat me every time?"

Xun Yi stood still, looked at him and said slowly: "If you tease me like this again, I can't guarantee that I can let you go home safely tomorrow."

But Fu Ning smiled, and gently pushed him away: "It will be later, His Royal Highness the Third Prince will be waiting in the Zhuangzi. Brother Sheng, let's go quickly."

A while ago, the third prince bought a villa in the suburbs of Beijing, and spent a lot of time building a hot spring in the village. In the past two days, he was taking turns to invite relatives and friends to visit, and he invited them today.

The place where this village is located is only two hills away from the old lady's, but because of the need to use flowing water, the location is lower than the old lady's, but it is also a good place to shelter from the wind on three sides.

The outer courtyard is decorated with ordinary exquisite decorations, nothing new; but when you walk into the inner courtyard, you will feel a sense of warmth.Looking at the plum blossoms blooming in the yard, Fu Ning felt a little strange: "Is this the burning earth dragon?"

"That's right." The third prince who greeted him smiled and said, "It was only burned a few days ago, and you just caught up with the flowers that just bloomed today. It can be seen that it is better to come early than coincidentally."

He led the two of them through the plum grove and came to a garden full of flowers: "It's windy and cold today, and you have worked hard all the way here; I asked someone to prepare a pot, and we ate to warm our bodies, and then Go soak in the hot spring, that's called comfort!"

Fu Ning looked at the small pot that had just boiled on the low table, and the various ingredients prepared around him, and said sincerely: "The third prince has a heart."

With such a meticulous arrangement, even the pickiest person would not be able to find any faults.

The three of them sat down, and in the steaming heat, Xun Yi looked at the third prince in normal clothes, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that your father will blame you if you have been in this village for several days?"

The third prince smiled: "I'm not his favorite candidate for the crown prince, and I don't intend to compete for favor, so naturally I don't have to try my best to learn like the eldest brother and second brother; what's more, I'm so indulged in sensuality, it's more reassuring, isn't it? "

When he said this, he blinked at Fu Ning, with an expression of "you understand", but Xun Yi stretched out his hand to block him: "Throw away the winking eyes at your little concubine."

The third prince: "I'm just winking!"

The two of them were arguing, but Funing didn't speak, just watched with a smile.

After all, he really didn't know how to intervene in the matter of the royal family, and he didn't want to intervene.There are not many heirs of the current emperor. Although the eldest prince and the second prince are older, they are not born by the empress.

After eating a simple meal for more than half an hour, the third prince muttered something like "If you have a husband, forget about the third brother", he brought the two of them to the entrance of a hot spring, and left quickly with the excuse of eating too much up.

The earth dragon in the small courtyard was burning more vigorously than outside, and the pool was steaming with steam, and a layer of red and pink petals was sprinkled on it, which was indescribably beautiful.

Fu Ning sat by the side of the pool, the warm water soaked up to his shoulder blades, making him feel soothed.Today, in order to hurry up, he sat without moving for almost the whole afternoon, and he had been sitting in accordance with etiquette until just now, his body was indeed much stiffer than usual.

Surrounded by warmth, he couldn't help closing his eyes to rest, but there was a sound of water coming from his side, as if someone had sat down beside him.

Xun Yi looked at his reddish cheeks steamed by the heat, and couldn't help but want to bend down, but worried that he would do something he couldn't do, so he restrained himself: "But tired? "

Fu Ning nodded: "Too much homework today, my hands are sore because I came out early to meet you."

He seldom had such a willful tone, Xun Yi smiled unconsciously, and put his hand on the side of his face: "It's my fault, if you hit me, will it be better?"

Fu Ning opened his eyes and looked at him: "My whole body is sore, why don't I beat you all over again?"

"If you want, of course you can."

Fu Ning looked at him, and suddenly put his arms around his neck: "But I can't bear to beat brother Xing."

The thin underwear floated up under the water and wrapped around the two of them, bringing warm water.

Xun Yi looked at the person close at hand, his whole body tensed up: "Don't invite me, or—"

"What else?" Funing let go of his hands and sat back, looking at him with a smile.

"You—" Xun Yi closed his eyes, leaned over and pressed him to the edge of the pool, looking down at him, "You just rely on me to dare not really touch you, don't you?"

Fu Ning let him hold on, and answered irrelevant questions: "My mother invited my father to the hot spring in the name of my elder brother; but although my father loves to joke, he is still a gentleman in his heart, and he must get married first. Let’s perform the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou again.”

Xun Yi:......

He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, forced to suppress the thoughts in his heart, let go of Fu Ning and sat beside him: "Why do these people like to talk about things while taking a bath, can't they talk about it on weekdays?"

There was something in his words, and Funing was a little curious: "Is there anyone else?"

Xun Yi looked at him, and suddenly leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice: "When King Ping was young, someone once used someone else's name to invite him to take a bath in another village."?