Invite the princess to enjoy the meal

Chapter 313 The key is serious

"It's only been a few years, and you want that wicked girl back?" Nalanyan sneered, "It's really whimsical."

An Qingxi looked indifferent, and was not surprised, "It's hard to say."

As early as a few years ago, Luo Shi had been spying on Lord An's words, but because of the power of the Holy Spirit, Lord An and Mrs. An did not dare to let go. Later, Luo Shi learned to be smart, and devoted himself to serving these two people with all his heart. Seeing how much time has passed, Lord An and Mrs. An didn't hold on so much, and gradually loosened up.

Nalan Yan took a sip of the soup, and smiled ironically, "No wonder they've been keeping themselves safe lately. It turned out that they were preparing for this. It seems that the water in Houmen's backyard is not as shallow as that in the harem."

"Where there are people, there is right and wrong. It's not surprising. You don't have to worry about this matter. I will handle it myself."

In the past few years, she has gained her own influence in the Hou Mansion, and she is no longer that unarmed and silly girl.

Although friends support each other, she doesn't want to always rely on him so much, especially when she is enough to be alone.

Nalanyan shrugged and generously said that he would not interfere this time.

An Qingxi nodded.

An Jinlun stuck out his tongue secretly. Every time the little brother said that, but he would get in behind his back. To use an idiom to describe it, it is duplicity.

After eating, An Qingxi felt the smell of oily smoke all over her body, so she went back to her room to change clothes as usual.

When she finished tidying up, she didn't see the two figures, and was told that the little bully had taken Jin Lun to the study.

Originally, there was no study room in the courtyard, but because Jin Lun had reached the age of literacy, she set up another room as a study room.

When she passed by the window, she saw one big and one small serious writing, so she couldn't help but stop.

Nalanyan held the wolf brush in his hand, dipped it in the ink, slowed down, wrote a word stroke by stroke on the rice paper on the table, turned his head and said to the little one next to him, "Your stroke just now was too strong, heavy Write it down."

An Jinlun had no objection, and leaned on the desk with his chest straight and his back straight, tracing his appearance just now.

When the two of them were together, they basically bickered without stopping. Only when they entered the study room, the two of them would be much quieter.

And at this time, Nalan Yan has a serious side after leaving aside his foolishness.

She couldn't help thinking of how Xiao Jinlun learned to read three years ago.

The Hou Mansion has hired Mr. Xixi, who is responsible for teaching the young children and grandchildren.

But when Xiao Jinlun joined, it was already very late, and he fell behind by a large margin compared with the others.

At that time, she had just started to learn about the dynasty, so she couldn't help her. After Xiaobawang learned about it, she took care of it.

Originally, she was very skeptical of Xiao Bawang's ability. After all, how could a person who was always at the bottom of the exam in Class B be expected to get in?

However, in the end, it turned out that this little overlord still has two brushes.

He justified that the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and at least he had read their books for a few more years.

She thought about it too.

Therefore, the heavy responsibility of tutoring Xiao Jinlun after class fell on his shoulders.

I thought he was a 3-minute hot person, but I didn't expect that he would teach for three years.

Now Jin Lun's writing is prettier than hers, it's really...

An Qingxi walked into the study room, casually picked up the paper that Xiaobawang had written and dried just now, and admired it.

It's not the usual italic script, the strokes are random, the style is insolent, and the strokes have to penetrate the paper, just like his style of doing things.

But it is very pleasing to the eye, casual without losing vigor, sharp without losing beauty.

Thinking of the last time I was lucky enough to see his paper, which looked like ghostly drawn symbols, she couldn't help being curious, "Since the handwriting is so beautiful, why did you deliberately write it so sloppy when you were in college?"

Nalanyan raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and her face was taken for granted, "Since my handwriting is so beautiful, why should I show it to others? Do you understand the crime of being pregnant?"

Well, there's nothing wrong with this reason.

　(Jin Lun: Here we come, there are more!)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)