Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 472
Seeing that the Grand Tutor was about to hit Xiao Li's palm, Ling Ruo rushed over and stood in front of Xiao Li.

"Teacher, my sister won't lie. If she says she didn't draw it, then she didn't draw it. You mustn't wrong her!"

Ling Ruo raised her face and said fiercely, "If you beat my sister, my mother will be angry! If my mother is angry, my father will punish you!"

Sometimes Qin Luoyu would go to Lingjun to complain when he was so angry with Ling Ruo, a little girl.

Ling Junxing was naturally on Qin Luoyu's side, and punished Ling Ruo with a stern face to practice calligraphy, so the little girl just opened her mouth and said this sentence.

Xun Taifu was naturally unmoved, "Taixue is a place to study, and if you make a mistake in class, you will be punished, even when it comes to the emperor, this is the same principle!"

Xiao Li didn't want to make a big deal out of it, thinking that it was only three feet, and the pain would pass after three strokes.

"Ruo'er, it's okay, you sit back first."

She comforted Ling Ruo and pushed her back to her seat.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Li stretched out his hand, Taifu Xun raised his ruler and was about to strike.

"Master."

The young man's cold voice sounded, "The painting in her hand was drawn by me."

The person who spoke was actually His Royal Highness Ling Jian.

Xiao Li was stunned, and Taifu Xun was also stunned, "But I saw it clearly."

"What Xun Taifu sees may not be true, and what cannot be seen may not necessarily exist."

Ling Jian pointed to Taifu Xun's back, "The Taifu can't see behind him, so what's on the Taifu doesn't exist anymore?"

All the students immediately looked up.

Seeing what was stuck on the robe behind Taifu Xun, the children couldn't help it, and some of them laughed out loud.

Xun Taifu touched the back with his backhand and tore off a piece of paper.

I saw that there was also a picture of a turtle drawn on it, which was not too different from the one Xiao Li had just made.

The only difference is that the painter seemed to be afraid that others would not recognize him, and wrote three words next to the turtle: "Xun Taifu."

The handwriting is indeed Ling Jian's handwriting.

Xun Taifu was so angry that he rubbed the painting to pieces, "His Royal Highness is so nonsense, does he still have me as the Taifu in his eyes???"

Ling Jian replied calmly: "Yes. It's just that the class is boring occasionally, so I talked about making this painting for entertainment."

This answer was like adding fuel to the fire, Taifu Xun's heart burst into flames.

Taifu Xun signaled Xiao Li to sit down, and walked in front of Ling Jian with a dark face, "His Royal Highness will shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the world in the future, and if he doesn't study hard, he is so disrespectful, indulges himself, and ignores the discipline of the Imperial Academy. Today It must be doubled and severely punished as a punishment!"

Ling Jian stretched out his hand calmly: "But it's up to the Taifu to deal with it."

Xun Taifu gave Ling Jian a hard look, then slapped his hand mercilessly and beat him down.

Every time you hit it, you will receive one point for the smiles on the faces of your friends.

After the Ten Commandments, Xun Taifu asked Ling Jian to extend his other hand with a straight face, the big guy's expression froze.

Xun Taifu turned out to be serious, saying that heavy punishment is really heavy punishment.

A matter that can be solved with five rulers on weekdays, unexpectedly hit Lingjian twenty rulers!
Every time the ruler was struck, Xiao Li felt her heart tremble.

She entered the palace at the age of eight, and has stayed in the palace for two years now, but she has not had much contact with Ling Jian.

It can even be said to be unfamiliar.

Ling Jianping usually stays at Taixue, while she stays in Yueli Palace besides accompanying Ling Ruo.

The two seldom meet each other, and during festivals and festivals, because there are family banquets in the palace, they spend a little longer together, but they never speak much to each other.

Xiao Li really didn't expect Ling Jian to stand up for her.

Twenty feet down, Ling Jian's palms were already red and swollen.

He didn't even frown, and his expression was as calm as ever from the beginning to the end.

All the people admired His Highness the Crown Prince deeply.

While Wei Zun admired him, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

He was afraid that his father would find out that he was causing trouble in Taixue again, so in a moment of desperation, he pulled Xiao Li out to take the blame.

Anyway, Xiao Li is a girl, so the Tai Tu will definitely soften his heart, and he will either not punish her or punish her lightly.

It's different for him, this time if his father is going to make a fuss, he probably will lose half of his life.

Originally thought that this matter would be over after being fooled, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stepped forward and suffered for Xiao Li.

After class, His Royal Highness won't beat him up, will he?

Xun Taifu didn't finish hitting the ruler, and said with a cold face: "Ritual rules, go back and copy it for me twenty times! Hand it in tomorrow!"

Ling Jian: "."

This trouble seems to be a bit big today.

It's rare to see Taifu really angry.

When the school finally dispersed, the figure of the Taifu had just disappeared outside the door, and the perpetrator Wei Zun ran away in a flash.

In the end, it was because of the deep love between brother and sister, Ling Ruo rushed to Ling Jian, took Ling Jian's hand, his face was full of concern: "Brother, does it hurt?"

Nonsense, twenty rulers, the palm of the hand is swollen to the height of the back of the hand, can it not hurt.

But seeing Xiao Li approaching from the corner of his eyes, Ling Jian withdrew his hand and said lightly, "It doesn't hurt."

Afraid that the little girl Lingruo would go back and tell the queen to know, he added: "Don't tell the queen what happened today."

When the queen mother found out, she must be worried again.

Ling Ruo asked naively: "Brother, did you really draw that painting? Did you really throw it to sister Xiao Li?"

Ling Jian glanced at Xiao Li, "Yes."

Ling Ruo let out an "oh" and said solemnly, "Then it's not your fault for beating you up. The empress mother and father both said that you should listen carefully to the lectures in the imperial school and don't be mischievous."

Ling Jian: "."

The little boy even talked about teaching him.

When the three of them returned to the palace, Ling Ruo immediately ran to find Qin Luoyu like a happy rabbit.

"Thank you cousin for today's matter."

Xiao Li said in a low voice, "Auntie prepared a kind of wound medicine for me before, it can remove the pain without leaving scars, I will bring it to you later."

Ling Jian didn't take it seriously: "No need."

Turned around and left.

He helped Xiao Li only because his mother told him to take good care of her.

With her delicate and weak appearance, she didn't know how to cry when she was struck down by the three-rule ruler.

At that time, the queen mother will definitely blame him for not protecting her well.

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Xiao Li returned to Yueli Palace, feeling uneasy no matter how she thought about it.

Twenty rulers is no joke, Ling Jian didn't want his aunt to know about the Taixue, so he definitely wouldn't go to his aunt to ask for medicine, he must just find some medicine and rub it on himself.

But such wounds are not easy to heal, and scars are likely to remain.

After all, he was injured to help Xiao Li, she couldn't just ignore it like a normal person.

Xiao Li took out the wound medicine Qin Luoyu had given her earlier, hid it in her sleeve, and went to the palace where Ling Jian lived.

This was the first time she came to Ling Jian on her own initiative, and she felt a little nervous.

Fortunately, she didn't wait too long, and the little eunuch led her into the study.

She stood at the door of the study, looked up, and saw the young man was copying the rules of etiquette by the window, and outside the window was a tree of pear blossoms blooming like snow.

Xiao Li subconsciously remembered two years ago, when she had just entered the palace and was brought here by her aunt to look for Ling Jian's brothers and sisters.

The young man in black was sitting condescendingly among the pear blossoms, with a cold expression.

(End of this chapter)