After the divorce, King Zhan cried and begged me to remarry

Chapter 205 Write a pen for her
Chu Nanli would keep the calligraphy he had copied in his spare time for him.

This time, Chu Nanli will definitely ask him.

After all, he is Chu Nanli's husband, so it is justified for him to write.

Ye Yunting looked at Chu Nanli and saw that Chu Nanli was unmoved and didn't even look at him.

"This calligraphy also needs to be divided into styles." Someone said at this time.

The speaker is a student who came to take the scientific examination today and is very knowledgeable about calligraphy.

"The popular style of writing today, running script, lower case, running cursive, etc... Everyone is good at different fonts. It depends on which one the princess likes?"

Ye Yunting frowned when he heard the first half, thinking that the student was talking too much.

Hearing the second half of the sentence, the eyebrows stretched again.

He is good at running script, and now the most used handwriting is also running script.

Chu Nanli knew that he was good at running script, so she would definitely choose running script.

He turned his attention to Chu Nanli again.

As long as he asks for help, he will help her.

Chu Nanli noticed Ye Yunting's gaze.

She suddenly remembered that Ye Yunting was good at calligraphy.

At this moment, he looked at himself, probably because he didn't want to trouble him.

"I like cursive." Chu Nanli thought for a while.

Ye Yunting's face suddenly turned cold, and he turned his eyes away, no longer looking at Chu Nanli, but his eyes were filled with anger.

"The running cursive that the princess likes is the most difficult style of writing at the moment. It must be regular and clear, but also as elegant as flowing clouds and flowing water. It is difficult to present." The student was a little confused.

He just spoke because he wanted to help Chu Nanli write.

His writing skills are good, so he can take the opportunity to show his face and express himself.

But I didn't expect the princess to choose the most difficult one.

"I wanted to show my ugliness and write couplets for the princess, but I am not good at learning skills and can't write well. The princess can ask other people."

The student admitted generously that he was not good at writing, and his appearance was magnanimous, but no one laughed at him.

"Yeah, this little friend is right, I have practiced cursive for ten years and still can't write cursive well..."

"It's hard to write nice things in this font..."

Everyone also spoke for this student.

Chu Nanli was a little embarrassed. She just picked one at random. Why did she choose the most difficult one?
No one dares to come up and write now, which is embarrassing.

Just when Chu Nanli was at a loss and tried to change his words, Ye Jiuxiao spoke calmly.

"Do you need my king's help?"

Chu Nanli's eyes lit up. If Ye Jiuxiao could stand up, he must have confidence in his writing style.

"Then I will trouble you!"

When everyone saw Ye Jiuxiao taking action, they remembered that Ye Jiuxiao was also a master of calligraphy.

The pen name is Mr. Moshi!

It is rumored that his handwriting is flowing, magnificent, and worth a lot of money, but for some unknown reason, he sealed the pen a year ago, and his reputation has faded slightly.

"Mr. Moshi is about to go out in person!"

"Didn't he seal the pen? Wow, I thought I would never see Mr. Mo Shi's original work again..."

At this time, Meng'er had already prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and spread them on the table.

Ye Jiuxiao stood up, waved his sleeves, and quickly wrote the couplet with smooth movements.

The eloquent and large characters penetrate the back of the paper, exuding arrogance and wantonness, wildness and uninhibitedness.

His brushwork is powerful and majestic, but not rigid, showing the free flow of flowing clouds and flowing water everywhere.

It has both the fine brushwork of running script and the charm of cursive script.

It is memorable.

"Oh my God, you are indeed Mr. Moshi! That's amazing!"

"I can see Mr. Moshi's writing, I have no regrets in this life!"

After reading Ye Jiuxiao's handwriting, the calligrapher downstairs was very excited.

I didn't expect to come over to have a hot pot and see Mr. Moshi writing on the spot.

When they go back, they must show off in the circle!

Chu Nanli didn't expect that Ye Jiuxiao also had the vest of a calligraphy master.

She looked at the dry font, and it was indeed pleasing to the eye and extremely comfortable.

"Thank you." Chu Nanli narrowed her eyes and smiled, her eyes were curved and her eyelashes shone like a small fan.

"It takes a little effort." Ye Jiuxiao put down the pen gently, wiped his hands, and retired.

Ye Yunting's face was extremely expressionless!

Especially when he saw Chu Nanli bending his eyes and smiling at Ye Jiuxiao, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Walk."

With a dark face, Ye Yunting flung his sleeves and left.

Lin Fuying was a little confused by his sudden move.

But still followed.

Along the way, the air pressure in Ye Yunting's body was very low, even when he returned to the palace, his expression did not ease much.

Lin Fuying's heart trembled when she saw Ye Yunting's dark face.

Did he realize that he was targeting Chu Nanli?

Thinking of those few people she hired were taken away and disappeared, she became more and more worried.

"Brother Yunting, why are you unhappy?" Lin Fuying asked softly.

"Nothing." Ye Yunting said calmly.

"Really? If you have something unhappy to tell Ying'er, don't frown. Your face will wrinkle." Lin Fuying said understandingly.

Ye Yunting's face softened a little.

If only Chu Nanli could be half as sensible as Ying'er.

"Hmm." He replied flatly.

The two entered the yard one after the other.

Seeing that Ye Yunting's complexion improved, Lin Fuying dared to show a look of aggrieved and wanting to cry.

"Brother Yunting, Ying'er has lost face today. Do you dislike Ying'er?"

"No." Ye Yunting replied lightly.

"Ugh... But today, the whole capital knows that Ying'er's dancing is worse than that of a prostitute."

"No, whoever dares to spread the word, I cut their tongues." Ye Yunting said coldly.

"But dancing is something Ying'er has been proud of since she was a child. If my sister is angry with Ying'er, she can't tamper with the song and make Ying'er embarrass herself in public..."

Lin Fuying wept and approached Ye Yunting's arms.

"Now that Ying'er's reputation has been ruined, my sister shouldn't be embarrassing Ying'er anymore!"

Ye Yunting patted Lin Fuying's shoulder, his face getting darker and darker.

"Chu Nanli!"

When Chu Nanli's name was mentioned, he gritted his teeth.

Thinking of her various reactions today, his face became even darker like the bottom of a pot.

Chu Nanli happened to return to the palace at this time, and saw two people making love to each other, so she originally planned to take a detour.

Who knew that Ye Yunting called her name.

"Kneel down and apologize!"

Ye Yunting's face was dark, seeing Chu Nanli's face, he became more and more irritable.

Chu Nanli's good mood disappeared instantly.

Ye Yunting is a man who is afraid that there is something wrong with him and will make people apologize at every turn.

"Why should I apologize?"

"If you hadn't changed the song, how could Ying'er dance wrong?" Ye Yunting said coldly.

Did she change the tune?
Chu Nanli smiled, "Ye Yunting, even if Lin Fuying is ignorant, you are also illiterate!"

"The tune itself is like that, why don't you check it out if you changed it or not?"

"I am not good at learning, so I have to rely on others!"

"How dare you make excuses!"

Ye Yunting roared angrily, swung his fist, and directly smashed the ornamental stone sculpture next to him.

The stones crackled and shook everywhere.

(End of this chapter)