Xie Qiao came along this road. He was in a carriage, but the carriage was swaying around. After entering the academy, he was walking fast, his complexion was ruddy and his forehead was sweaty.

Not much like her.

Zhao Xuanjing greeted her to sit down and poured a cup of tea: "What is this pole for?"

Xie Qiao took the cup and took a sip. "Bai Liji asked me to help find the ghosts of the descendants. I need bones as a guide. I want to go. In the capital, only the bones of their family are on the pen."

"..." Zhao Xuanjing stiffened all over, "Bone?"

"Yes." Xie Qiao nodded, and then recounted the previous emperor.

Zhao Xuanjing's hand touched twice unconsciously.

Father loves him.

There are many good things in the palace, and he only comes first. When living in the palace, various rewards continue every day. Among them, there are many famous pens, inks, papers and inkstones. He is only one person, and he can't use it. At that time, he also valued his father's reward very much. Whatever he got, he would use it for a few days in person.

Therefore, it is very likely that this pen was once rewarded to him, he played it for a few days, and then it was put into the private treasury.

Something in the private library...

Because of the accumulation of too much, with the permission of his father, he would transfer it to others.

For example, when the younger brothers are not close, they should give some gifts, especially the fourth younger brother, who likes to read books, and most of his pens, inks, papers and inks go to him.

"This is a good name." Zhao Xuanjing was a little helpless.

The thought of writing poems and paintings with a pen made of human bones...

Slightly disgusting.

"So the previous emperor died miserably." Xie Qiao swallowed his tone again at this time. "I have been doing a lot of things recently, and I was afraid that I would not be filial to the teacher. So the teacher, I will trouble you more.

"It should." Zhao Xuanjing nodded.

After speaking, the scene was a little quiet.

Zhou Weizong is guarding outside, there is no one inside, lonely man and widow, close enough, if it doesn’t matter, Xie Qiao doesn’t think much about it, but he will get married in February next year, and now he will be guilty of guilty conscience. , There will be some dividends at the tip of the ear.

"Senior Sister might as well rest in the academy tonight. The night is dark, and it will be hard to rush back." Zhao Xuanjing looked at her and said.

"..." Xie Qiao looked around, "Isn't it right?"

"It's just resting in the academy. It's not me in the East Campus. What does the senior sister think? You are willing to rest. I am afraid that Miss Xie will misunderstand." Zhao Xuanjing smiled and looked at her deeply, "Is it?"

Thank you girl.

Xie Qiao laughed.

"I have something to ask Teacher Sister." Zhao Xuanjing poured another cup of tea for Xie Qiao.

Xie Qiao listened.

"I have something I kept hiding from Miss Xie. If I don't tell her, I feel that I am not honest enough, but if I speak straight, I am afraid that she will be too worried about what to do in the future. The elder sister is also a woman, so it's better to help me out. Come up with ideas." Zhao Xuanjing seemed to have a point, but he spoke with sincerity.

Xie Qiao's heart jumped. Because of his guilty conscience, he felt that he was being hinted now.

"I don't want to tell... you can figure it out by yourself, Miss Xie is not the one who knows the truth." Xie Qiao's voice was ethereal.

"But the most important thing between husband and wife is to be frank. If there are too many secrets, it seems that they are not a family." Zhao Xuanjing sighed, "For example, Junior Brother, I hope that I know Miss Xie better than anyone else, know her likes and understand her. Mind and understand her thoughts, only in this way can she be happy in the future."