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Chapter 787 Su Wuming 86

"Oh, I know, I know!" Chu Hua waved her hands impatiently, like a kitten chasing away a fly.

"Just carry me on your back, who's afraid of who? But..." She rolled her eyes and smiled slyly.

"What's the reward for memorizing it?"

Su Wuming pretended to be in deep thought, tapping the table with his fingers. "Reward..." He dragged out the last syllable, his eyes fixed on Chu Hua.

"What reward does Huan'er want?"

Chu Hua felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her, and subconsciously took a half step back, her eyes wandering. "I... I haven't thought about it yet... I'll tell you when I think about it."

"Okay, I'll wait." Su Wuming's lips curled up into a doting smile.

The two of them spent some time together, and then Su Wuming stood up and prepared to go back to his room. When he reached the door, he turned back to look at Chu Huan and said, "Huan'er, wait for me at home and don't run around."

"I know, I know, you're so nagging!" Chu Huan complained, but she felt sweet in her heart.

Su Wuming gently reminded Chu Huan: "I will leave early tomorrow morning, so there is no need for Huan to see me off."

He paused and added, "You are a sleepyhead, so you should sleep a little longer."

Su Wuming returned to the room, closed the door carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the bronze mirror, looked at himself in the mirror with a sexy beard, and nodded with satisfaction.

Huan'er liked his mature and steady look, so he couldn't let her see him without a beard, because that would be so funny! He imagined what Chu Huan would look like when she saw him without a beard, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

If Huan'er saw him without a beard, would she laugh at him and think he looked like a pretty boy? Or... dislike him? Su Wuming quickly shook his head and dismissed this terrible thought.

He took out a small and exquisite razor from his bosom, soaked his beard with warm water, then picked up the razor and shaved carefully. As the blade moved, his beard gradually disappeared, revealing his smooth skin. Su Wuming looked left and right in the mirror, always feeling that something was missing. He touched his bald chin, feeling empty inside.

If he wasn't afraid that the people at Gantangyi would recognize him, he would never shave his beard even if he was beaten to death! This is obviously destroying his own image!

I have to run away tomorrow before Huan'er wakes up, otherwise if she sees him with no beard, she will laugh to death!

He made a face in front of the mirror. His smooth chin made him look much younger, and he even had some potential to be the "pretty boy" that Chu Hua had mentioned. Su Wuming took out an ordinary blue shirt from the box and folded his official uniform and put it away. After doing all this, he blew out the candle and lay down on the bed in the dark.

However, without the beard covering his face, he always felt a chill on his face, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He tossed and turned, his mind in a mess, sometimes thinking about the case, and sometimes about Chu Hua's lively little face.

The next day, Su Wuming got up early. Before daybreak, he quietly left with Lu Lingfeng and Xue Huan.

When Chu Huan woke up, the sun was already shining through the window lattice and filling the room. She stretched and rubbed her sleepy eyes, thinking of going to find Su Wuming, and then thinking of his words "You are sleepy, you should sleep a little longer", she couldn't help but chuckle. This idiot really treated her like a pig.

She got out of bed, walked barefoot to the table, and sure enough, she saw a letter under the teacup.

There was no signature on the envelope, but Chu Hua recognized it at a glance as Su Wuming's handwriting, which was neat and elegant, with a hint of bookishness. She couldn't wait to open the envelope and pull out the letter, only to see the following words written on it:

"Huan'er, I am writing to you. I have already left with Lingfeng and Xue Huan, so don't worry. I was afraid of delaying the trip, so I didn't say goodbye in person. I hope you can forgive me. The journey to Gantang is long, so please take care. When I come back, I will enjoy the scenery of Nanzhou with you and drink fragrant tea together. - Wuming."

After reading the letter, Chu Huan's mouth curled up unconsciously, and her heart felt as sweet as honey. This idiot, who is obviously a wooden man who doesn't understand romance, writes a very literary and corny letter.

She pressed the letter paper against her chest, feeling the lingering scent of ink, as if Su Wuming was right beside her.

She changed her clothes, walked to the window, opened it, and took a deep breath of the morning air. Everything in Chang'an City was shrouded in golden sunlight, and it seemed particularly peaceful and tranquil.

The morning at Sima Mansion was unusually quiet without the presence of two grown men, Su Wuming and Lu Lingfeng.

Xijun set up her easel in the yard as usual. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the drawing paper she spread out. Today she was painting a blooming peony, with layers of bright red petals, so gorgeous that it seemed as if it would bloom from the drawing paper in the next second.

Chu Hua, who was rarely seen, sat at the table, holding a book, reciting with her head shaking. She muttered something, but from time to time she secretly glanced at Xijun. Seeing that Xijun was drawing seriously, she pretended to read again, but in fact her mind was full of Su Wuming's letter.

The sunlight shines through the window lattice, onto the scroll, and reflects Chu Hua's slightly serious face. She holds the "Tang Law Commentary" in her hand, and reads it carefully word by word, frowning and thinking from time to time, and occasionally tapping her fingers on the table, as if simulating the scene of beating a drum to solve a case.

"Hermaphrodite...Kaifeng...katydid..." Chu Hua recited in a low voice, trying hard to remember these difficult-to-pronounce titles of laws in her mind.

She had no interest in these old-fashioned rules, but when she thought of Su Wuming's expectant eyes, she felt an inexplicable motivation. She wanted to study hard and become Su Wuming's capable assistant, not just a vase that would only cause trouble.

The recitation process was not smooth. Chu Hua often got stuck and sometimes even confused the contents of the previous and next chapters. Whenever this happened, she would scratch her hair in frustration and start over. Xijun would occasionally look up at her with a hint of smile in his eyes, but he did not disturb her.

"Xijun, do you think I am too stupid?" Chu Hua finally couldn't help but put down the book and turned to look at Xijun.

"How could that be?" Xijun put down his paintbrush, walked over to her and patted her shoulder gently.

"These laws are complicated and cumbersome. Even a scholar who is familiar with the scriptures would need several years to master them. You have only studied for a few days, which is already very good."

"But Su Wuming..." Chu Hua bit her lip: "He is so smart, he must think I am stupid."

Xijun smiled and said, "My brother wouldn't think so. He admires your intelligence and your liveliness and cheerfulness. In his eyes, you are like a shining pearl. Even if there are some flaws, they can't cover up your brilliance."

Chu Hua was amused by Xijun's words and felt more relaxed. She picked up the book again and continued to recite.

This time, she was no longer as anxious as before, but was in a relaxed and happy mood, as if she was reading an interesting story.

As time passed, Chu Hua gradually immersed herself in the world of law, forgetting both time and her worries.

She seemed to have returned to her student days, studying hard for exams. The fulfilled and happy feeling made her feel extremely satisfied.

During these ten days, Chu Huan really seemed like a different person. Every morning, she would wake up on time, holding the thick volume of "Tang Law Commentaries", reciting it with her head shaking, and her expression focused, as if she was possessed.

At first, Xijun thought she was just acting on impulse and would return to her old ways in a few days.

But she actually persisted and studied every day without fail, even forgetting her favorite street snacks.

Early that morning, Chu Hua was pondering over a book when suddenly a fragrant Hu pancake appeared before her. She looked up and saw Xi Jun looking at her with a smile.

"Come, Huan'er, eat something to fill your stomach first." Xijun said softly.

Chu Hua looked at the tempting cake and couldn't help swallowing. After hesitating for a moment, she shook her head and said, "No, I haven't finished memorizing it yet. Su Wuming said he would test me. If I can't recite it, he will definitely laugh at me."

Chu Hua had a bitter face, looking as if facing a great enemy.

Xijun covered his mouth and chuckled, sat down beside her, picked up a piece of Hu pancake and handed it to her mouth: "Just take a bite, just a small bite, it won't delay your memorization."

Chu Huan looked at the golden and crispy Hu pancake, the aroma was so fragrant that she couldn't resist it, so she opened her little mouth and took a bite.

"Hmm! It smells so good!" Chu Hua's eyes lit up, and she finished the Hu Bing in her hand in just a few bites.

"One more!" Chu Hua licked her fingers, still unsatisfied.

Xijun covered his mouth and chuckled, then handed her another Hu pancake: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

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After a few days, Su Wuming and his group returned exhausted.

From a distance, Chu Huan saw Su Wuming's familiar figure. She felt so happy that she couldn't help but quicken her pace.

"Su Wuming!" she shouted loudly, with a hint of excitement in her voice.

Chu Huan ran over and threw herself into Su Wuming's arms, hugged his neck tightly, wrapped her legs around his waist, and hung on him like a koala, refusing to get down.

Su Wuming was startled by this sudden "attack" and almost lost his balance. He subconsciously reached out to hold Chu Hua, feeling her soft body pressed tightly against him, and a faint fragrance entered his nostrils, making his heart flutter.

Chu Huan hung on him like a koala, with her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms tightly around his neck, smiling with curved eyebrows: "Su Wuming, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"

Su Wuming's face, which was originally a little serious, softened at this moment. He gently patted Chu Hua's back and said helplessly and lovingly, "Come down, there are so many people watching you."

Chu Hua then noticed that there were other people around, her face slightly reddened, but she still refused to come down, muttering softly: "No, I just want to hug you."

Lu Lingfeng watched from the side and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Tsk tsk tsk, how can this be allowed in broad daylight!"