Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 156 [She Can Read]

Ganbei quickly moved a soft chair with a layer of fluffy blankets on it as ordered, put the soft chair next to the desk, bent over, turned around and walked out, taking the Door.

"You rest here for a while, you still have something to do for your husband." Xuanyuan Jiaye turned around and sat behind the desk, watching her and whispering instructions.

Chen Lingling smiled, and signaled that he was busy, so he turned around the room on his own, but she didn't go upstairs. She didn't have the habit of looking around without the master's permission. This is self-cultivation and respect, even if It's her nominal husband.

The furnishings in the room were exactly the same as those in the Fenqing Pavilion, there was nothing unusual about it, Chen Lingling turned around and felt bored, so she walked towards the desk.

The man held a writing brush in his hand, dancing gracefully and gracefully. Under his command, the writing brush dropped flamboyant, vigorous and powerful characters on a booklet.

His serious expression was deeply engraved in the girl's dark pupils, his eyebrows, contours, and tall and straight figure were all unforgettable in her photographic memory.

His lazy but deep eyes are slightly squinted, and he seems to be able to plan strategies for any difficult things, as if all difficulties are not a problem for him, the wind blows in through the window lattice, blowing his hair Fluttering, adding a bit of mystery and chic to his impeccable face.

Chen Lingling withdrew her gaze, and walked slowly towards the five-meter-high bookshelf. She looked up at the books on the bookshelf, as well as the scattered bamboo slips. I took out a copy and saw that it was Sun Tzu's Art of War.

She opened it and looked at it, looking at the fonts on it that were completely different from the modern ones, and the very clear explanations. The long-lost feeling came over her face. Chen Lingling read it with more and more interest. She walked away with the grandson's art of war Lie down on the soft chair and read comfortably.

The afternoon was very peaceful, with only the occasional sound of pages turning and the sound of writing brushes being put down in the room. The man was seriously correcting the booklets, and the girl was nestling in a soft chair and carefully reading Sun Tzu's Art of War. Time flies, comfort and warmth.

When the man closed the last booklet, he raised his eyes and saw the girl reading seriously. He glanced at the title of the book, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but more of it was a smile.

He didn't speak and didn't get up. His slender body was resting on the grand master's chair, his deep outline was cast by the sunlight, his long eyelashes moved slightly from time to time, and he looked at her intently. However, Chen Lingling, who had been stared at for a long time, didn't look up until his eyes were sour. At the beginning, it directly hit the man's gentle gaze.

"Are you done?" She put down the book in her hand and pressed her eyes.

Xuanyuan Jiaye pursed his lips and remained silent, got up and walked over to sit beside her. As his body fell, Chen Lingling felt a rush of cold air, his body was still so cold.

He picked up the closed Art of War by Sun Tzu, slowly flipped through it with his knuckle fingers, and finally stopped at the page where she had nestled in the corner, "But you can understand it all?"

Chu Lingling was taken aback, then raised her head to look at him, her bright eyes were shining brightly, her eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, her lips were pursed, and she said with a smile: "Do you mean you can understand the words or understand the meaning?"

Xuanyuan Jiaye laughed lightly when he heard her answer, it turned out that his Ling'er could read.

Originally, Chen Lingling did not know how to read. After all, he only knew how to win his brother every day, so he couldn't recognize half a word, but now that he got Chen Lingling, it was a different matter.

Xuanyuan Jiaye put the book on the table casually, stared at the girl's eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Do you like the art of war?"

　see you tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)