Empress is in the harem again

Chapter 157
"Star."

There was a crisp voice from inside the room.

Xing'er glanced at Yue'er, seeing her nodding slightly, she let go of her hesitant heart, and hurriedly opened the door and went in.

"Miss."

Xing'er saluted lightly, she did not forget to look around from the corner of her eye, it was no different from before.

It seems that the sound of something falling outside the door is just an illusion.

Shen Xi said to it nonchalantly, "Study ink."

"Yes."

After Xing'er answered, she stepped forward to grind Shen Xi carefully.

Shen Xi calmly picked up the pen, and did not write on the blank paper for a long time.

He glanced at Xing'er who lowered his head and concentrated on grinding without paying attention to her.

She finally started to write, but the hand holding the pen was a little light, unable to do what she wanted.

The written words are naturally unremarkable, completely different from the handwriting on the anger just now.

Shen Xi curled her lips, and wrote seriously, pretending that she wrote very well.

At first, Xing'er didn't pay attention to the master deliberately, but now the spying lady's face is calm, her side face hangs down slightly, a black hair falls on her cheek, the three-dimensional and delicate peripheral vision is extraordinarily white and transparent in the halo of the side face.

The corners of Shen Xi's mouth curled up at some point, adding a bit of glamour. Shen Xi, who was copying seriously, didn't notice her gaze.

Maybe I just wrote it, so I am working hard.

Xing'er's eyes fell on her handwriting, her expression froze, her eyes were dazed, and her grinding hands remained motionless as if they were stuck.

A moment later, Shen Xi raised his eyes after writing a line.

Xing'er was so frightened that she immediately looked away, lowered her head deeply, and shrank her neck.

For fear that Shen Xi would find her peeping.

But I was a little puzzled in my heart. Maybe she could understand the words written by the empress herself?
Anyway, she didn't understand what the scrawled handwriting meant.

After writing an article, Shen Xi was a little tired.

When has she come across such a large pile of text after many years of graduation.

Even if it's a script, it's just memorizing the words to be said that day, and there is no need for such physical work at all.

Shen Xi lay down on the table in dejection, with one hand on the bottom of his chin, the other holding a brush, sketching something on the white paper.

I can only see the movement of the pen, it seems that I regard this thing as an ordinary pen, and the writing becomes more and more integrated.

The ink was also clearly visible and fuzzy, and she even saw that Shen Xi's small face was also stained with dark ink at some point, but she didn't notice it.

After a while, she put down her pen after finishing two volumes.

His hand was a little weak, and he threw the pen aside.

Shen Xi patted the table and said in a murmur, "Write, write, write, I'm not going to be a nun."

Xing'er watched her petty temper flare up, pursed her lips and smiled.

"Your Majesty, it's not bad to read the scriptures and copy them down once in a while. Besides, your Majesty is going to ask the emperor?"

"Begging him? Oh, dreaming."

Shen Xi sneered, looking up with a haughty look that didn't take him seriously at all, and raised her head.

Sooner or later, she will let the dog man beg her to be more or less the same.

Xing'er twitched the corners of her mouth, seeing Shen Xi copied it with great motivation.

The speed was even faster, but the more difficult it was to see clearly, only a bunch of traces that should be words could be seen.

Shen Xi seldom writes, but mostly signs.

Just take it casually.

It's not that she is watching, afraid of not being able to see clearly, thinking about it like this, she doesn't care about it.

Almost completely ignoring Xing'er's strange existence, she stood up to show off her skills, and kept moving her hands, swaying the ink from her pen.

In a few moments, five copies have been copied.

(End of this chapter)