The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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The Night King looked at the person who was rubbing against him like a kitten for a while, then suddenly pulled the person over and kissed him fiercely. Jill was getting more and more seductive, her mouth seemed to be covered with honey.

Xiji's face flushed as he endured the Night King's violent kiss. Knowing that the Night King was not angry at this moment, he took the time to respond, "I'm just telling the truth."

His words were like a bucket of oil, fueling the fire in Ye Wang's heart even more vigorously. He then picked up Xiji, who was completely enchanted by the kiss, and walked towards the soft couch where he usually rested.

It was already the second day when Xiji put the book he got from the Night King in front of Luyin and the others.

Luyin looked at the book that Xiji gave to Bijiang, and her eyes turned slightly red.

Because of yesterday's absurdity, Xiji's whole body didn't feel like his own at this moment, and he was sore all over. He reluctantly handed the book to Bijiang, and then asked someone to get the things he had ordered. During the whole process, he naturally had no time to care about Luyin's loss of composure.

When someone brought two square boxes filled with sand to Xiji, Xiji slowly stood up, and with Bijiang's help, he walked to the table, picked up the delicate stick that was placed beside him along with the boxes, and began to write a relatively simple word on the sand.

In the slightly surprised eyes of Luyin and Bijiang, he slowly said: Luyin is a beginner now, it may not be too difficult to start carving right away. For now, use this sand table to practice, and when you are almost ready,

At this point, Xiji paused, thinking of the pens, ink, paper and inkstone that he was about to work on, and continued: When the time is almost right, new writing tools will be available, and you can use that then.

Seeing how Xiji had prepared so well for her, Luyin couldn't help but feel moved. She almost cried when she saw Xiji, but she held back in the end. She just bowed deeply to Xiji and said, "Thank you, sir!"

Chapter 103 Cotton

Although Xiji felt that he still had a lot of things to do, he finally had some free time and felt his laziness coming back. After thinking it over, he decided to give himself a few days off.

During the past few days in the palace, Xiji resumed his daily cooking and casually watched Bijiang teaching Luyin to read.

Xiji was eating the shortbread that he had just made yesterday, and looking at Lvyin's serious expression below, he couldn't help but curl up his lips. In the first few days, Xiji was a little worried that Lvyin would be stubborn and refuse to listen to Bijiang, but he didn't expect that she had learned very seriously in the past few days, which made his worries go to waste.

Just by looking at Bijiang holding the scroll he brought with such care, he knew how much of a luxury it was to be literate in this era. It was difficult for ordinary people to learn to read and write, let alone a servant like Luyin. Thinking of this, Xiji understood why Luyin was so attentive.

Seeing that one was learning and the other was teaching seriously, Xiji did not disturb them. He sat on the soft couch and ate the biscuit in his hand slowly, thinking that next time he should add more milk, so that it would be more fragrant.

Just when Xiji was thinking about how to make this ordinary shortbread more delicious, a cool breeze blew in from somewhere, making Xiji shiver, and then he sneezed loudly.

Xiji's noise directly startled the two people who were teaching seriously. Seeing Xiji wiping his nose with a handkerchief, Lu Yin immediately put down the stick in his hand, ran to Xiji's side, and asked with concern: "Sir, have you caught a cold?"