Ling Yu didn't know how much his grandson would listen to his words.

Just staring at his grandson's childish little face, Ling Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "I really liked the little Xiaoyun when he was five years old. He was elegant, unrestrained, grateful, and full of awe-inspiring righteousness."

After Ling Yu finished speaking, Ling Yun's expression changed slightly.

Gorgeous lights enveloped the grandparents and grandsons quietly. After a moment of silence, Ling Yu turned around and walked towards the desk. He pulled out a chair and sat in front of the large and gorgeous desk, saying: "I will tell you everything Grandpa should say."

That’s it. You have to walk the road ahead on your own feet.”

Coming out of Ling Yu's study, Ling Yun's face never looked very good.

To be honest, he also loved his grandpa deeply, so he couldn't accept the disappointment in his grandpa's eyes. But just now, when his grandpa passed by him, there was a deep look in his eyes that was calm and reserved.

, is it disappointment that lives in hiding?

Xuan Ri stood guard at the door of the room. When he saw Ling Yun coming out, he took the initiative to follow him: "Young Madam and Xiao Xiao Yuan are both here. Should we stay here or go back to Prince Bao's Mansion?"

"Prince Bao's Mansion?" Ling Yun frowned, obviously a little confused.

Xuan Ri explained with a smile: "Isn't Prince Ling's Mansion under construction? If it doesn't take a year and a half, it will definitely not be completed. Before leaving, your Uncle Xiaowu said that we can live there temporarily."

Hearing this, Ling Yun took a deep breath and said, "I'll meet my ancestors and grandma, and then let's go back to Prince Bao's Mansion!"

Here, there is no longer his little crescent moon.

Ling'er and Jin Ruge are elders he respects and loves deeply. Saying hello is a must. As for Ruirui and Xiao Xiaoyuan... Even if he learned from Ling Yu, their temperaments are a bit...

It has changed, but when Ling Yun thinks of them, he still feels conflicted.

The road under his feet, section by section, starting from the palm of someone's hand, spreads irreversible lines, every trace of it is clear. As Ling Yun walked, he chewed on his grandfather's words, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

*

Little Jeb pouted and stood reluctantly in the practice room.

There are mirrors all around, and Xia Lingluo, the teacher who is responsible for teaching little Jebu dance and body etiquette, is teaching him carefully. Because little Jebu is already twelve years old, Xia Lingluo is worried about his temperament and physique, but after seeing him

After seeing him for the first time, Xia Lingluo felt relieved.

This little guy is really handsome, and his unruly little look is really cute.

At the beginning of the basic skills, whether it was leg pressing or lowering the waist, little Jeb performed all of them very well. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he can do things like splitting with ease.

After practicing for two hours and only resting for fifteen minutes, Xia Lingluo asked him to continue.

He gritted his teeth and held on, always feeling that this kind of teaching was boring and boring, so he couldn't help but said: "Teacher, can you teach me something I don't know? I know all the basic skills you mentioned, and it will be in vain for you to teach me.

Teach! Look at the past two hours, you were just wasting my time! How much did my father, the queen and my mother give you to teach me? You can’t cheat money like this!"

Xia Lingluo: "..."

After being stunned for two seconds, Xia Lingluo smiled: "Your Highness, I am the female official in the palace who is responsible for teaching you etiquette and dance. My salary is not calculated by the hour. Until you become the king and officially ascend the throne, I will

I will always be by your side and teach you.”

Are you kidding me? She is a senior palace official specially hired from abroad by Tianling and his wife, not a part-time tutor who pays for an hour!

Little Jeb frowned and said again: "You will follow me all your life. Why don't you get married or have children? I think you are 25 years old. At such an old age, you should find someone to marry quickly. You are a woman."

, you have to have someone to rely on sooner or later, right? If you continue to follow me like this, your youth will be gone, and I still have to be responsible for you, why bother?"

"Ahem." Xia Lingluo's thoughts were confused by the wind.

Before coming, Zhuzhu had specifically warned her that this child was not just naughty, but extremely naughty. She told Xia Lingluo not to treat him as a prince, but to discipline him strictly.

However, after all, Xia Lingluo was the teacher who taught him court etiquette. If she herself could not respect and care for the prince and abide by the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers, why should she teach him?

"Your Highness, you don't need to practice basic skills once you have mastered them. Just like how we usually play the piano, even if you have passed the Level 10 exam, the most common fingering etudes are

You must practice regularly. Your Royal Highness, my teacher is already sixty years old. He still practices basic movements such as splitting legs and lowering his waist every day. You can't reach a thousand miles without taking small steps. No matter what you do, the basics are the most important."

After Xia Lingluo finished speaking, he looked at little Jebu's indignant eyes, chuckled lightly, played a national music, and then said: "His Royal Highness the basic skills are very solid, then from now on, we will practice the basic skills for two hours every day.

Practice dancing in the rest of the time, and study court etiquette in the afternoon."

"Folk dance?" Little Jeb suddenly collapsed.

Xia Lingluo didn't say anything, but picked up a white khata and danced in front of little Jeb. She thought she danced very well, but little Jeb was about to cry. He felt that this was simply the most beautiful dance in the world.

Ugly dance, holding a piece of white cloth and waving it around, so silly, just like a great dancer!

After Xia Lingluo finished dancing, she smiled and said, "Let's learn this simple Tibetan dance today."

These words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue. Little Jeb clenched his fists and stared at her: "Woman! I'm not a great dancer! It's okay for you to embarrass yourself. If you ask me to learn this, I will be laughed to death! What the hell are you doing?"

Do you know how to dance? I want to dance gracefully, for two people, one man and one woman, like a waltz, like a tango, or like Latin. What the hell are you doing!"

Xia Lingluo sighed softly: "I submitted your dance course to your father the day before yesterday, and your father personally approved it. He also thinks that you can deepen your understanding of this nation by learning more folk dances.

Good thing."

"I don't want to learn!"

"Come, follow me and take the hada over first."

"Get away! You're dead! I don't want it!"

"Take it!"

Little Jebu dodged left and right, but Xia Lingluo refused to give in. Little Jebu got angry, picked up a branch that had been hidden in the corner, and stabbed Xia Lingluo in the body!

His swordsmanship was taught by Ling Yun himself. It was not only superb, but also fast and cruel. Xia Lingluo couldn't see how he did it. He had already been slapped twice on his body and screamed in pain: "Ah~! Help!

~!"
Chapter completed!