Quickly read: She became the boss’s favorite by giving birth to children!

"do not want!"

Tu Qingyu spoke subconsciously.

"Don't just take good care of yourself. As long as you are well, Gu Ziran will not take action against them."

"I, I..." There was some despair on her face, and she didn't know what to do.

Jiang Jingchuan didn't say anything more. After giving her a deep look, he turned and left the dormitory.

Walking out of the door, he ordered: "Watch her carefully."

Then all the palace attendants filed in. Tu Qingyu was lying on the bed, his eyes dull, as if he had been hit hard.

Dabao: "Little master, is it really okay to be so angry with him?"

After all, this is a prince who is used to being superior.

Tu Qingyu: "Just because he is used to being aloof, I am taking advantage of now to lower the bottom line of his tolerance for me little by little."

"Now I just found out that my mother passed away, my childhood sweetheart married another man, and he wants to force me to stay. At this time, he is the most tolerant of me."

"Once the bottom line is lowered, it can never rise again."

"Tolerate me and be attentive to me again and again. As time goes by, this kind of tolerance and attentiveness will become a habit in the future."

Is it possible that when she has children in the future, she still has to kowtow to her father?

"That's it." Dabao floated happily around her, "My little master is so smart. You are truly the most powerful demon I have ever seen!"

Tu Qingyu raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

"Moreover, the prince just said that the emperor should grant you the title of Liangyuan. What is the status of Liangyuan?"

"Among the women in the harem of the East Palace, the order of status is: Crown Princess, Liangdi, Liangyuan, Chenghui, Zhaoxun, and Fengyi."

"Wow, this is a pretty high starting point."

"Yes, I didn't expect it to be Liangyuan. I thought it would be Chenghui at most."

This is an unexpected surprise. It seems that the goodwill these days has not been wasted.

In the next few days, Jiang Jingchuan would come to accompany her whenever he was free.

He was so busy with the affairs of the previous dynasty that he never entered the harem again.

"Can you write?" Another day, Jiang Jingchuan asked after finishing the business and looking at Tu Qingyu who was reading a book not far away.

Tu Qingyu rolled his eyes inwardly, looking at this person who asked knowingly. He had read the diary and asked if he could write?

On the surface, he still had to put down the book and replied honestly: "Go back to Your Highness, I know how. My father taught me when I was young."

"Come here and write a few."

As a person who has been informed that she will consummate the marriage with the other party in a while but cannot resist, should she show a little more reluctance?

But when the man Yun Danfeng swept over, she still moved over little by little.

Jiang Jingchuan thought it was funny, was he really so afraid of him?

Oh, yes, he was the one who threatened her with the life of an innocent person.

He pulled out a piece of rice paper, held it down with a paperweight, handed the pen in his hand to Tu Qingyu, and took a few steps back.

Tu Qingyu saw that the pen was already in his hand, so he could only take a deep breath, lift his wrist and write a few words.

Who knew that the princes and generals would be different?

There is no such thing as a happy person.

Jiang Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, "You have read quite a lot."

Doesn't this imply that he wants to be free?

"It just occurred to me."

"is it?"

He took two steps forward and reached out to hold her pen-grabbing hand.

"Your words are weak and weak, tangible and spiritless." As he spoke, he took her hand and wrote the poem again.

"Here, you have to use force, do you understand?"

Tu Qingyu puffed up his cheeks, obviously a little unconvinced.

Jiang Jingchuan couldn't hold it back and reached out to poke her cheek, "Not convinced?"

"Don't dare."

"It's because I don't dare, it's not because I don't."

After he finished speaking, he took out another piece of paper and re-wrote the poem she had just written.

Then he said: "Since you like this line of poetry so much, just copy it two hundred times and follow the standard taught by Gu. If you don't meet the standard, you will have to copy it again."

He didn't hear anything about wanting to be free.

It would be a good idea to find something for her to do, so that she would not miss her mother or her cousin all day long.

He was upset by crying.

"Ah?" Tu Qingyu turned around and opened his eyes wide with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he would make such a request.

"What? Now I can't call you alone?"

"But..." She really didn't want to copy!

In the end, she could only hammer her head and responded in a low voice, "Okay."

Jiang Jingchuan couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't know if it was his misunderstanding. He always felt that since leaving the palace, this little girl didn't seem to be as respectful to him as before?

It's all superficial, but actually very fearless.

Was it because she was too sad during this period, or did she want to tell him that she was such a person who did not understand dignity and no rules, so that he could give up and let her out of the palace?

This was a really wrong idea. The more comfortable and informal she was with him, the happier he would be.

After that, he had another smaller desk set up next to his desk.

When Jiang Jingchuan gave the order, the maids and eunuchs in the main hall of the East Palace were shocked.

The small study room in the main hall has always been a forbidden area where the women in the harem cannot set foot, but now a person has added a small bookcase here!

How special is this?

In the days that followed, he reviewed memorials there, while she copied verses beside him.

After Tu Qingyu copied a piece, he would take it to him for inspection. He would take the trouble to take it and look at it every time, and then say, "If it fails, try again."

Tu Qingyu didn't care about crying at all, and just copied it every day.

There was another picture. After taking it over for inspection, she looked at it eagerly and rubbed her wrist unconsciously.

Jiang Jingchuan naturally saw her little movements and didn't say anything, just watching.

After coming over for a long time, he said: "Well, this one is slightly better, so I'll give it to you."

"Your Highness!" Tu Qingyu was a little angry, "If we follow your standards, will this slave be copied until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?"

"It's only two hundred times. If you be more serious and attentive, you will finish copying it in no time."

"But, I'm already very attentive!"

"Really? I didn't see it."

"Humph."

She turned her head, and after being angry for a while, she had no choice but to pick up the pen.

Dabao: "Little master, you can obviously write well, why do you keep making mistakes? Is this playing hard to get?"

Tu Qingyu: "Of course, firstly, getting along like this every day is helpful to enhance our relationship. Secondly, the more thoughts he spends on me, the harder it will be to let go in the future. Thirdly..."

Dabao: "There are three more?"

This is already great, what else is there?

Tu Qingyu: "Thirdly, I have heard that human beings like to play and develop. Do you think that if in the future, he taught me my calligraphy and even other poems, calligraphy and painting, would he feel proud? Or not? Like me more?"

"Wow!" Dabao exclaimed, "My little master is so awesome!"

Tu Qingyu: "It's okay, okay. If you lived as long as me, you would know everything."

She was right, the prince did become more and more attracted to her as they got along with each other day by day.

Watching her strokes move closer to him, I felt quite proud.