Chapter 593

Looking at Ling Tianwang's back in front of him, the eunuch was a little nervous. He didn't know whether the other side would listen to his advice.

But soon, Ling Tianwang turned around and let his heart slowly fall down.

"Go out first," Ling Tianwang said coldly as he sat back on the edge of the bed and pressed his forehead.

He didn't care about Ling Tianwang's attitude. He would stop and let the eunuch breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Soon, a bowl of soup with rich bitter taste was put on Ling Tianwang's palm.

Looking at the dark brown medicine soup, Ling Tianwang couldn't help frowning tightly, and felt sick in his heart.

He bit his teeth, simply raised his head and raised his hand, and poured the whole Decoction into his stomach.

Too strong bitterness made his mouth numb and speechless for a long time.

Not knowing Ling Tianwang's suffering, Zhou ruo'an is absorbed in looking at the art of war sent by others. He can't help scratching the handwriting on the yellow paper.

She used to learn all the martial arts of fighting alone. Before, she didn't think it was any good. But now, she still lacks some knowledge that leaders should have.

In order to provide more help for Ling Tianwang, Zhou ruo'an devotes himself to the book without hesitation, fighting a little bit in the encirclement of traditional Chinese characters.

Ling Tianwang hurried in and saw Zhou ruo'an half sitting on the bed with an ancient book in his hand.

Her hair has fallen to both sides, but her messy hair doesn't look sloppy. It just makes her more casual.

"This word looks familiar. Forget it, just calm down and wait for a while." Zhou ruo'an's sliding fingers stopped for a moment, then gave a clear cough, pretending to mumble calmly.

Ling Tianwang's eyes quickly across a smile, and then laugh out of the sound of the moment before, he some hasty pressed his mouth.

This kind of Zhou ruo'an is really lovely, Ling Tianwang thought in his heart.

Don't know Ling Tianwang is carefully observing himself, Zhou ruo'an still face serious to overcome difficulties.

But I don't know why, Zhou ruo'an soon found that she didn't know more and more words. In this case, her calm appearance gradually lost.

She held the book tightly with her fingers, and she was very unconvinced.

At the beginning, although she didn't go to college seriously, no one could surpass her in reading and writing in the base, let alone she was better at dancing knives and guns.

But such an outstanding person, after returning to ancient times, was stopped by a book. How could she not be angry!

"I won't lose!" Zhou ruo'an emphasized every word.

After that, she slowly pressed down the anger in her heart, loosened and pinched her fingers, patiently smoothed the wrinkles on the paper, and began another journey of reading.

Looking at her face bulging and serious, Ling Tianwang's smile became more and more intense.

She thought of the afternoon shortly after they met, and of each other's coquetry.

"Some nostalgia..." Ling Tianwang moved his lips and murmured unconsciously.

Although Zhou ruo'an's perceptual acuity to the surroundings has decreased a lot, it doesn't mean that she can't hear Ling Tianwang's voice.

The originally smooth fingers stopped at the same place, and the half drooping eyes couldn't control their staring. Zhou ruo'an was stiff all over. He wanted to look up for truth, but he was afraid of seeing Ling Tianwang.

Because she didn't want to be seen by Ling Tianwang because she just mumbled and didn't know the words!

But it's a pity that Zhou ruo'an wants to act like nothing happened, but Ling Tianwang doesn't want to cooperate.

He chuckled and approached Zhou ruo'an step by step.

"Why don't you look up? Don't you want to see me? " Ling Tianwang stood by the bed and asked with a tongue of ridicule.

Zhou ruo'an rolled his eyes and looked up at him. He couldn't help asking, "when did you come?"

Pretending to touch his chin, Ling Tianwang pondered for a while and said, "when you say you don't know a word."

"Coax" sound, Zhou ruo'an's face turned red into a ripe tomato, and is still heating up.

How can he come now? Why didn't anyone tell him when he came

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Zhou ruo'an's mind, and only blank and numb screams were left at last.

The last thing she wanted happened!

Looking at Zhou ruo'an's appearance of being hit hard, the smile in Ling Tianwang's eyes became more and more strong. At the same time, he also brought three points of helplessness and seven points of connivance.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Ling Tianwang pressed his broad palm on Zhou ruo'an's head, softened his voice and comforted him, "your forehead is also very lovely."

"Lovely?" Zhou ruo'an looked up at him slowly. Every part of his body and every action he made unconsciously resisted the word, "I don't think it's a compliment."After two people looked at each other for a while, Ling Tianwang coughed lightly, and his palm slipped slowly, finally covering Zhou ruo'an's eyes.

Of course, a lot of hair and Ling Tianwang's palm fell at the same time. The end of his hair swept Zhou ruo'an's neck and arm, leaving a numb itch.

"It's praise," Ling Tianwang stressed.

Zhou ruo'an blinked his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes kept slipping through Ling Tianwang's palm.

At the same time, Ling Tianwang's other hand is consciously on top of his heart. He just feels as if someone is constantly cleaning his heart with a small brush.

The fingers trembled uncontrollably, Ling Tianwang pressed down the heart beat too quickly, and took back his palm at the same time.

He sat with his legs crossed, and asked with an understatement, "what book are you reading?"

After a long period of relaxation, Zhou ruo'an has now put down his shame. Although he is still a little uncomfortable, he has been able to speak calmly.

She moved her finger and put the book directly into Ling Tianwang's palm. She said, "art of war, you must know these things very well. Why don't you teach me so that I can't read the book every day."

Listen to her angry general words, Ling Tianwang helplessly shake his head.

He smoothed the folded pages a little bit, then put them aside.

"The art of war can be learned later. Now do you want me to teach you how to read? Now, if you want to rest in bed, it's a good chance to learn Chinese characters. " Ling Tianwang said.

Before his words were finished, Zhou ruo'an had frowned and his eyes were full of resistance.

"I don't like it," Zhou stressed.

Looking at her serious appearance, Ling Tianwang couldn't help thinking about Zhou ruo'an's performance when he learned to practice calligraphy, and his heart immediately softened.