my guard

Chapter 3

Apricot blossoms fall in spring, sprinkled on the hair and shoulders of the girl sitting in front of the window.The girl's long satin-like black hair was not combed up, it was loose, and the black jade forehead ornament pressed the hair, a pretty face was so white, and the black eyes on it looked even bigger than a few days ago.

She seemed to be ill again.

"You," she uttered a single word, and began to cough into her handkerchief. It took a while for her to finish her sentence, "You have offended me, and now I will punish you...to copy books in the sun!"

Qin Jing was silent.

"Why, you don't want to?" The princess's voice was very delicate, but also full of arrogance.

"Back to the princess, this subordinate is illiterate." He replied in a calmer voice than others. I am afraid that the princess is not more noble than others in his eyes.

"Hmph," Princess Yi'an sneered, "I'll punish you for copying the books! Not only do you have to copy the books for me in the sun, but you also have to recite the books you copied during the day to me at night! If you can't do it, I'll punish Chen Zhao. Punish Nanming Palace!"

"...The subordinate obeys orders." Qin Jing replied, his expression still did not change much.

The princess deliberately moved the wooden table to a place where the sun was strongest, attracting many servants to watch.His sitting posture is upright and upright, which is the instinct of a martial arts practitioner. With a pen in his hand, he is obviously illiterate and can't write. All kinds of laughter from the people around him fell in his ears, but he didn't seem to hear it. generally.

His face remained motionless, and he looked at the pages of the book that were turned on one side. He didn't know each word at first, and now he had to bear the glare of the sun.After only watching for a while, he felt dizzy and sweated on his back.

"Pfft." He heard the princess laugh, right above his head.His body froze, he raised his head suddenly, and saw the princess standing beside him, bending over to watch him write with a smile on his face, her big and dark eyes were full of smiles.

He didn't expect that he was so nervous that he didn't hear the princess's footsteps. He was startled, and saw his ghostly characters written in the princess' eyes, and his originally indifferent face was stained with a tinge of red.

He thought Princess Yi'an would laugh at him, but the princess laughed and said, "The writing is good, let's continue."

He watched the princess's slender figure being surrounded by people and swayed away. He lowered his head and saw a long hair, soft and black, falling down on the snow-white paper.He gently picked up the hair, and the tentacle was warm and fragrant.

That night, he waited in the yard, silently repeating what he had written during the day over and over in his heart.Because he was illiterate, what he recited was all asked after dinner from Miss Mulan, the eldest maid next to the princess.He didn't know whether he was reciting it correctly or not.But Qin Jing wasn't too nervous, right or wrong was up to him, he never bothered.

I don't know how long I stood outside for punishment, and suddenly a girl's scream came from the room, "Ah! It's so cold—I'm so cold—"

The scream was so shrill, it pierced like a thorn.

Ordinarily, with Qin Jing's indifferent attitude towards people and things, he would not move at all.But for some unknown reason, as soon as the girl's voice caught his ears, before he recovered his senses, his body had already moved, and he stepped quickly, pushing the door and rushing in. He saw the slender girl lying on the ground, trembling with her arms folded.

Without even hesitation, he bent down and squatted down, stretched out his arms, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

In his embrace, the princess slowly opened a pair of misty eyes, with a dazed expression, and caressed his face, "Qin Jing..."

She raised her head and kissed his lips.

The young man holding the princess froze.

(End of this chapter)