Silently accepting the invitation in his hand, Night Red Aya's brows were indifferent, and only after a moment did she say, "Go tell Han Qingbai about this, and prepare a set of clothes and accessories for him by the way."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The night red aya eyebrows sunken, quietly stood for a moment before turning around and walking back into the hall, into the eyes to see the teenager who is writing with low brows, look slightly silent.
The spring banquet, and this shadow guard in front of you, are the previous life has not appeared.
But night red aya heart know, there will be a lot of things are different from the previous life. From the time she stabbed the dagger into her heart, directly sent Han Yujin to the heavenly prison, and contributed to the third prince night Xiao Su to the battlefield, this life and many things will not be the same as the previous life.
This day and night red aya stay in the red diamond court did not go out, let the outside wind up, she also light and breezy.
The sky gradually darkened, when the darkness Timothy came in to ask for the evening meal, saw the scene of the young man in black sitting on his knees in front of a long case of writing is also a little surprised, but she was very good at hiding her expression, after getting the Princess's instructions, led the maids in the dining room to prepare the evening meal.
After the evening meal back to the bedchamber, Ayamo is still writing.
Night red aya stood watching for a moment, see him unconsciously reverted to holding the pen like chopsticks posture, eyebrows gradually wrinkled together, "just how this palace taught you?"
The young man's movements suddenly stopped, a drop of ink polluted the white paper.
He put down the pen and turned to kneel on the ground.
Night red aya familiar with the rules of the hall of the gods, so he is ready to kneel down to ask forgiveness action did not say anything, but slowly and methodically pick up the long case of sandalwood ruler, "hand."
Hand?
The young man was confused for a moment before he tried to stretch out his hands.
"Unfold them and lay them flat."
The teenager did as he was told, raising his hands high and unfolding them in front of his master like a sacrifice.
Night red aya little expression, take the town ruler towards his palm and hit hard three times. The young man shrank in pain, subconsciously retracted his hand, but quickly realized what he had done, his face suddenly pale, bowed and pleaded guilty: "I deserve to die, please master heavy blame!"
He is not to resist the sentence, just ... just ...
Night Red Aya's expression did not change, only silently looking at him.
The young man endured the fear, once again stretched out his hands, night red aya did not say anything, without saying a word in his palm seven more strikes, the force than just a few points heavier.
The palm is congested with blood like swelling high purple, painful to the bone, Ayamu but no longer dare to move on a, even trembling are well controlled within the smallest margin.
Put down the ruler in your hand, night red damask lightly said: "continue to write, think back on the pencil grip posture taught you by the Palace, if you still write badly, break your hand."
Ears ringing the woman's cold voice, Ayame moment thought he heard wrong.
Just like that?
He was resisting torture, according to the rules of the Hall of God's Hidden at least to take off a layer of skin, but the master only beat him a few times hand board?
Although his hands were painful, but the teenager's thoughts were a bit confused until the familiar voice sounded again: "What are you still standing there?"
Only then did he suddenly come back to his senses, bowed his head, thanked his benefactor, and returned to the case to continue writing.
His swollen and burning hand naturally had difficulty picking up the pen, but he seemed to feel no pain, trying to recall the correct posture of holding the pen, and under the silent gaze of Night Red Aya, he took the ink-stained rice paper aside with one hand and replaced it with a white sheet of paper, while slowly writing his name on the rice paper.
For a beginner, his font is not really good, plus his palm hurts so much that he can barely hold the pen, it is difficult to write well.
But he wrote carefully, even unconsciously imitating the handwriting of the night red aya - did not learn to write, between the strokes of the brush, the master's standard is his standard.
Night red aya stood and watched for a while, although the teenager's body is as steady as a rock, the hand holding the pen has found the correct posture, and ignore the pain as much as possible, but she saw the cold sweat between the peaks of his eyebrows, saw his pale face, but also saw his strong self-control still can not fully restrain the slight trembling.
Without saying anything more, she turned around and called out for Timothy and Jinglan to come in, saying indifferently, "Prepare the bath."
"Yes, Your Highness." Timothy turned around to get Night Hong Aya's bedclothes, ordered the maid to prepare the bathing supplies such as fragrance, and followed Night Hong Aya to the back hall.
Ayame was still writing.
Until the night red aya bath back, draped in a white robe lying on the bed to read a little half an hour, Ayamu only finished writing the name a hundred times, put down the pen, the body inevitably some stiffness and stagnation.
Slightly move the limbs, both hands shudder unconsciously due to severe pain, sweat on the body has been wet through the inner shirt.
When the written words dried naturally, he carefully organized, got up and took it to the inner sanctum, kneeling in front of the bed with both hands presented to the night red aya check.
Night red aya received a sheet to look over, at the end of the light said: "tomorrow to start formal practice words. The Palace assigned to you if you can not complete the homework on time, or poorly completed, your two hands will also suffer on your behalf."
Ayame lowered her eyes and answered, "Yes."
Night red aya um, about to order him to leave, suddenly remembered his "master did not allow subordinate medicine", a moment of silence, and then lightly said: "give you half an hour to bathe, medicine, meal."
For the efficiency of the shadow guard, doing these three things for half an hour is more than enough.
Ayamo respectfully answered and then retreated.
Night red aya put his written words on a side case, raised his hand and rubbed his brow, leaning on the head of the bed to ponder.
Teaching people to write is the first time in my life, but since I accepted this shadow guard, night red aya know that in the future he will need to do things will not be less, an illiterate shadow guard will not always be used smoothly.
Even if you can't do it all, you should also be able to write some simple letters of information.
The maids were dismissed, and the hall fell into a silence.
Night red aya lying on the bed, lowered eyebrows to hide the emotions under the eyes, after waking up these days, she almost all the time thinking, thinking about those things in the previous life, those people.
The first thing you need to do is to think about what you want to do and who you want to deal with in this life.
In less than half an hour, that familiar and light breath returned, and she spoke faintly: "Come down."
A black shadow drifted, just returned to the top of the temple to hide the figure of Ayame Mo again kneeled down in front of the bed.
"Tomorrow, go with this palace to Peach Blossom Mountain, there is a task for you to do."
Ayamu ambled to the ground: "Please master command."
Night red aya faintly said a sentence, simple and straightforward, "do it cleanly, do not leave a trace."
"Yes." Ayame nodded.
"In the future, when resting at night, no need to hide in the beams." Night red aya said again, "the Palace allows you to rest on the couch in the outer hall."
Ayame was surprised and was about to say that this is not in line with the rules of the Hopping Shadow Guard, but heard the night red aya said, "This is an order."
These words landed, Ayamu had not yet spoken words swallowed back, crouching to the ground to lead the order: "Yes."