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Chapter 826 Welcome to the wedding (3)

Compared to Gong Jue Zhanshu's relaxed look, Jing Shijialan's brows are a bit more serious.

Gongjue Zhanshu was about to ask what was wrong with this, when he heard Wanyan's footsteps outside the palace gate.

Jing Shijialan glanced at the door lightly, then returned to the book, and never left.

With that indifferent face, it was as if there was no one just now, and Wanyan had been worrying about her all morning.

Wanyan walked straight past Jingshijialan, but was blocked by Gongjue Zhanshu, who turned her side.

Gongjue Zhanshu bowed, holding a piece of ink in his hand, not caring that there was still ink at the bottom of the ink stick.

"Empress-to-be, please."

In this tone, it seems that Wanyan took the initiative to polish the ink.

Wanyan wanted to ignore it, but when she saw Jing Shijialan's desk full of various volumes, she took the ink stick and stood in front of Jing Shijialan's desk, grinding the ink.

Gong Jue Zhanshu glanced secretly, then quietly backed away contentedly.

Wanyan pretended to be impatiently rubbing the ink, but her eyes casually glanced over and over on the table.

Anyway, Jing Shijialan was sitting, and apart from her hands, she couldn't see what the standing Wanyan was doing.

It's a pity that all the documents on Jing Shijialan's table were written in the Tianjue font of Tianxuan Hall, and Wanyan couldn't understand the meaning.

However, Wanyan would definitely not let go of this opportunity to have such close contact with Jing Shijialan's official documents.

So, like a painting, Wanyan quickly engraved the shapes of these fonts in her mind, preparing to find a comparison between Chinese and Tianjue in the future, and study the meaning in them.

As a descendant of Bai Ze who is unparalleled in wisdom, Wanyan's memory is naturally amazing, and she quickly memorized all the font shapes that she could see in her mind.

However, compared with Chinese characters, Tianjue's font is too different, and to Wanyan, it is too unfamiliar, it is no different from ghostly drawn symbols.

Therefore, Wanyan was worried that she would not be able to remember for a long time, so she hurried to get a note to write it down.

So after standing for so long, Wanyan glanced secretly at Jing Shijialan for the first time.

I saw Jing Shijialan holding the book in his hand, with his eyes focused, he just read the book without using a pen or ink.

And Wanyan stood beside her for so long, Jing Shijialan didn't even talk to her, and didn't even look at her, pretending that there was no one, acting as if she didn't care whether Wanyan was there or not.

So, Wanyan was going to put down the ink stick lightly, and sneak away from behind Jing Shijialan.

However, at the moment Wanyan reached out to put the ink stick into the inkstone, Jing Shijialan suddenly supported her sleeve, picked up a pen from the edge of the inkstone, dipped the tip of the pen into the thin ink in the inkstone, and moistened it. Yirun.

Afterwards, Jing Shijialan raised his head suddenly, and gave Wanyan a non-critical glance.

There was obviously no emotion in those eyes, but just looking at Wanyan with fear, I always felt in my heart that he seemed to have seen through all my thoughts.

Wanyan raised her hand calmly, stroked the broken hair on her temples, and picked up the ink stick in the inkstone with her wrist, and continued to grind it, putting away the idea of ​​escaping here for the time being.

For a moment, the scene became somewhat harmonious.

Between the light ups and downs of the white veil, it is like a young master of jade writing like flying, strategizing, with slender jade hands beside him, gently shaking the gold silk ink.

If it wasn't for the fact that both of them had cold faces and were wearing veils, then such a scene would really be like a young talent and his beautiful accompanying wife.

(End of this chapter)