blogombal Chapter 188 Getting along
Chapter 188 Getting along
After hearing what their father said, the two of them noticed a man standing next to them. He was tall and slender, elegant, handsome, and extraordinary. Wasn't this the new champion they saw today?
The emperor introduced them with a smile on his face: "This is Ling Chen, Master Ling, and also your future teacher. Come and pay your respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The two looked at each other, confused. How come there was suddenly a teacher? But they didn't dare to disobey their father's order, so they had to step forward and bow.
Jiang Jiao and Jiang Yang said in unison: "Greetings, Grand Tutor!" Their voices were clear and pleasant, and their attitudes were respectful and polite.
Ling Chen smiled slightly, returned the greeting, and said, "Your Highnesses are too polite. Please don't be so polite." His tone was gentle and kind, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
In this way, Ling Chen became their teacher.
At first, the two were not convinced by Ling Chen. They thought to themselves, "What virtue and ability does this person have to be our teacher?"
Jiang Yang, in particular, keenly noticed that when Ling Chen looked at his sister, there seemed to be a special emotion in his eyes.
So, the two of them began to plan secretly, wanting to create some trouble for the new teacher so that he would give up and leave here on his own initiative.
After all, they don't want a stranger to disturb their peaceful study life.
However, the development of the matter was completely beyond their expectations. Facing the various obstacles and difficulties they deliberately set up, Ling Chen not only did not retreat at all, but instead showed amazing wisdom and coping ability.
He resolved crisis after crisis with ease, leaving the two men speechless with amazement.
What surprised them even more was that Ling Chen was not only a master at solving problems, his profound knowledge and brilliant teaching methods were also amazing.
In his class, the originally boring knowledge became vivid and interesting, as if it had magic, deeply attracting them.
In this way, Ling Chen gradually won the respect and admiration of these two people with his own strength and charm.
In the palace, it shines like a bright pearl. The young, handsome, and extraordinary Taifu always walks slowly towards the study with steady and firm steps, as if strolling in the garden.
The elegant aura he exuded seemed to be innate, which made people admire him. Every step he took seemed so calm and unhurried.
However, at this moment, the naughty but clever little princess Jiang Jiao, like a nimble little fox, was hiding quietly in a corner of the study.
There was a cunning light flashing in her big, lively eyes. It was obvious that she was planning a little prank and preparing to give Ling Chen an unexpected "surprise".
The moment Ling Chen stepped into the study, Jiang Jiao jumped out from her hiding place like a happy little bird. With a bright smile on her face, she shouted, "Haha, did I scare you, Master?" Her voice was full of pride and mischief.
Ling Chen was slightly startled at first, then shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, with an imperceptible doting look in his eyes, and he said softly: "Your Highness, you are really naughty."
As time passed by, Jiang Jiao became more and more attracted to Ling Chen's talent as she spent more time with him.
Every time Ling Chen was giving a lecture, his focused expression and profound knowledge always made Jiang Jiao's eyes fall on him involuntarily. And Ling Chen had already been deeply attracted by Jiang Jiao's liveliness and cuteness without realizing it.
Once, Jiang Jiao encountered a very difficult problem in her studies. She sat at the table in distress, frowning. Seeing this, Ling Chen walked over to her and patiently explained it to her. His voice was gentle and firm, like a gurgling spring.
As Jiang Jiao listened, a different feeling welled up in her heart. She raised her head, looked at Ling Chen, and said softly, "Master, you are amazing."
Ling Chen smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling, and responded: "The princess is smart and understands it immediately."
Gradually, the atmosphere between the two became more subtle.
Jiang Jiao would secretly instruct the palace maids to prepare exquisite snacks for Su Yichen, and then bring them to him with joy; and Ling Chen would also use his free time to find Jiang Jiao's favorite books, and seeing her happy face, he felt particularly satisfied.
this day
Jiang Jiao went to find Ling Chen with a line of poetry.
Jiang Jiao smiled at Ling Chen: "Master, Master, there is an ancient poem I don't know, Master, do you know what it means?"
Ling Chen stopped writing: "Which sentence?"
Jiang Jiao handed the book over: "Look, this is the sentence. My heart is not made of stone, so it cannot be turned. My heart is not made of mat, so it cannot be rolled up. Master, what does this mean?"
Ling Chen looked at Jiang Jiao tenderly: "My heart is not made of stone, it cannot be turned. My heart is not made of mat, it cannot be rolled up.
Meaning: My heart is not a stone that can be moved at will. My heart is not a mat that can be opened or rolled up at will.
[Source] Spring and Autumn Period "The Book of Songs·Guofeng·Beifeng·Baizhou"
This sentence uses the method of antithesis to express the loyalty and faithfulness of love. "
After saying this, Jiang Jiao felt her face burning. There was an ambiguous atmosphere flowing in the air.
Finally, Jiang Jiao mustered up her courage and confessed to Ling Chen. Her cheeks were slightly red, but her eyes were firm. She looked straight at Ling Chen and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Master, I like you. I don't care about the relationship between master and disciple. I just want to be with you."
Ling Chen's heart was suddenly surging like a raging sea. He clenched his hands slightly, his eyes full of struggle and hesitation. After a long while, he slowly said, "Princess, this matter is of no small importance. We cannot ignore the consequences."
Jiang Jiao's tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs, "Are we just going to miss each other like this?"
Ling Chen looked at her with heartache, but he still couldn't accept it all at once. He was silent for a long time, then said, "Princess, please give me some time to think about it." After that, he turned around and left.
Not long after, Ling Chen took the initiative to request to be assigned to a post at the border. He wanted to temporarily leave it all and sort out his thoughts.
Jiang Jiao was heartbroken when she heard the news, but she also understood Ling Chen's difficulties. On the day Ling Chen left, Jiang Jiao stood silently on the city wall, watching his back gradually going away, tears streaming down her face.
Ling Chen was riding on his horse, his heart was in turmoil. He knew that he had deep feelings for Jiang Jiao, but he was also afraid that this feeling would bring more hardships to each other.
He was afraid that Jiang Jiao would regret it when she woke up.
He didn't dare to bet on this possibility. He was afraid of seeing Jiang Jiao's alienation after she woke up. He felt that agreeing to this was taking advantage of her. When she didn't remember anything.
At least not now.
Life on the frontier was long and hard. In every quiet night, Ling Chen would think of every moment he spent with Jiang Jiao, and his longing for her grew stronger.
While in the palace, Jiang Jiao was always thinking about Ling Chen who was far away, hoping that he would return soon. Their story was temporarily put on hold, but their love never disappeared.