Fantasy: At the beginning, I let the empress become a mother!

Chu Tianran fell to the ground, looking helplessly at Zhao Linger who was helping him wash the clothes, sighing to the sky with lifeless eyes.

He had been here for three days, and he felt that he was beaten every day.

If you don't want me to sleep with Sister Xiaobing, shouldn't you want to sleep with me?

I don't understand what's going on in her head, it would be great if I could read her mind.

But after leaving the palace, this is the first time I was beaten so hard by an outsider...

Really kicked, really hard today...

Zhao Linger washed Chu Tianran's clothes with a cold face and threw them over.

Waste of time, he is too stupid, it takes too much time to wash these things.

Throwing it directly on Chu Tianran's face, Zhao Linger said lightly: "Go back and find a place to dry them, and you can wear them when they are clean. I can see that you don't understand too many things."

Chu Tianran picked up the wet clothes and was a little unconvinced.

"You don't understand a lot of things, what right do you have to say that to me..."

"What you said makes sense, but I don't agree with your reasoning. If I didn't understand what I know, I might have starved to death long ago. But if I didn't understand what you know, I wouldn't be able to read and write and say useless nonsense. Just as Uncle Zheng said today, a scholar is useless. Can't you see that? What you know is of no use to your survival. If there were no place, you would definitely starve to death. If there were no one else but yourself, you wouldn't even be able to survive."

Zhao Linger's eyes were sharp and proud.

"But I can."

Chu Tianran was silent for a long time after hearing these words.

In fact, he was trained as a prince of the dynasty before. His teachers were all university scholars in the cabinet, and his parents were beside him to instruct him on how to handle government affairs to deal with people's hearts and the army, and to help him analyze a complex political institution.

The emperor does not need to consider his own survival, but the survival of the country. However, standing high and looking at the scenery from a low place is obviously not the same perspective and perception, because Chu Tianran has never considered these things.

"There are paper and ink in the manor. Of course, these things may be very expensive. If you want to study, you may be under great pressure. You can sell my clothes, which should be worth a lot of money."

"No need to sell your things. After all, I want to learn this myself, and I have a lot of money in these years. Besides, there is no shortage of these things in the manor."

Chu Tianran was relieved after hearing this.

The two rushed back together. Chu Tianran found a place in the martial arts training ground to dry his clothes, but he still wanted to ask.

What kind of spices do you use? Why do you smell so good...

But she felt that she would be beaten if she asked, so Zhao Linger was very shy about this matter.

She took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and found a stone table.

"Can you take the exam closer to me? In this way, you can see clearly how I write, and then you can learn."

Zhao Linger hesitated for a moment, a little entangled, and seeing this, Chu Tianran took the initiative to sit over.

Zhao Linger took a deep breath, but still seemed a little worried, but Chu Tianran had already started writing.

"This is the word washing clothes you mentioned, but I think we should start with something simple, horizontal, vertical and left strokes?"

"I just want to know how to write my name."

Zhao Linger spoke calmly, and Chu Tianran nodded when he saw this.

He wrote the three characters Zhao Linger in a thick regular script, which was particularly neat.

"It's about this. There are actually many characters for the pronunciation of er, probably hundreds of them, but your name should be two characters, Zhao Ling. It will be pronounced as three characters if there is a change of sound, but after reading it as three characters, it will sound good and not stiff. Zhao Linger, Zhao Linger, what do you think?"

"Does it sound good?"

It was the first time she heard this statement, and she felt a little skeptical.

Chu Tianran nodded.

"It's a middle-class name, similar to my father's name Chu Ning, my mother's name Ye Qinglian, my eldest sister's name Chu Mu, and my second sister's name Ye Yao."

Zhao Linger shook her head.

"Their names are much better than mine."

"But I think your name is better."

Zhao Linger was slightly stunned, turned around and saw Chu Tianran's eyes were particularly sincere, not fake.

Since the scholars said so, her name seems to be a bit nice.

"But why are your parents' names exactly the same as the emperor and your majesty's?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid they have the same name. If I were the prince, how could I fall... How could I come here?"

After saying that, he quietly moved closer to smell it.

Amazing!

It really smells good!

"Can you write?"

"Yes."

"Then give me the pen, you write it. "

Zhao Linger grabbed the brush and memorized the strokes carefully. She was about to start, but was interrupted by Chu Tianran.

"No, no, no, your way of holding the brush is wrong. That's how you hold a sword. You should hold the brush with the middle of four fingers, like this..."

"Don't touch my hand. Don't you know from reading that you can't touch a woman's hand casually! "

Zhao Linger was furious, and Chu Tianran was scratching his head.

"But you don't seem to have learned how to hold a pen. I'm here to teach you how to write, not to think of anything else..."

Zhao Linger hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Anyway, he didn't think he smelled strange, and he should be the first person to say that she smelled good...

If that's the case, she wouldn't worry about anything.

Chu Tianran stood up, helped Zhao Linger correct her sitting posture, and then leaned over from behind, holding Zhao Linger's hand to correct her pen-holding posture, and then began to practice.

"There are actually some rules for starting and ending the pen, and there is a difference in force. This is what many scholars call the difference, in fact..."

"Don't get your face too close to me."

"Are you afraid that I'll kiss you? I won't, but if you let me kiss you, I can..."

"If you say another word, I'll slap you! "

Chu Tianran nodded vigorously and continued to teach calligraphy, but Zhao Linger's face was red at this moment.

Did he really not notice the smell on his body? She couldn't smell it herself, but other people could smell it when they got close to her. For example, those little girls were not willing to get too close to her. Later, it spread, and no one got too close to her.

But since yesterday, a person with strange behavior and brain suddenly said that she smelled good.

Zhao Linger was immediately angry, thinking that Chu Tianran was mocking her smell, and then kicked him out.

This afternoon, he said it again, but Zhao Linger was a little weird at that time.

No, how did you smell the fragrance?

And at this moment, her senses can detect it.

Chu Tianran is still smelling, and his expression seems to be a little emotional and enjoyable...

The smell on her body seems It doesn't smell good, at least no one else thinks so.

Is this person a little weird...

But being smelled by someone, this kind of thing...

Is it a bit embarrassing or something, anyway, she blushed...

At this moment, Chu Tianran has begun to sigh.

Her mother also has a faint fragrance, which seems to be due to her physical condition, but it is completely different from the smell on Zhao Linger!

That kind of intoxicating and fascinating feeling...

Hiss~

I really want to hug her and smell it...

But I feel like I will be beaten.

In fact, there are too many ways to teach characters.

This method is of course the closest way to Zhao Linger. He has been influenced by her since he was a child, how can he not know how to get close to a woman.

Well... teach with heart, this is the reward!