Devious emperor's gossip concubine

Looking at the handwriting of Shangguan Junlin, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but praise.

The momentum is like a rainbow without losing strength; Although it is not neat, it shows a bit of cloud and natural and unrestrained, which makes people feel that they will not be too sharp and lose their identity.

Looking at Su Xiaoxiao nodding gently, Shangguan Junlin said with a smile, "Aifei doesn't want to try?" she hurt her left hand, and it's still no problem to hold a pen in her right hand.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly and said, "no, I can just watch the emperor practice."

She has always felt that learning brush well is a hard work, so she can be lazy wherever she is. Most of the time, she asked Lin ran or Banxia to write on her behalf. She had little chance to write on her own.

Even if she did write in private, she was used to writing with her own pen.

She once tried to write seriously with a brush, but later she found that she still didn't want to do this kind of self abuse. After writing, the hand was almost not her own.

"Concubine AI is modest today," said Shangguan Junlin with a light smile. "It seems inappropriate for concubine AI to look at me and write alone."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Shangguan Junlin and continued to write. In fact, he was eager to try, but when he thought of his word, his courage fell like a deflated balloon.

"It's not wrong. My concubine likes to watch others practice calligraphy. The Emperor just writes."

"What is concubine AI worrying about?" seeing Su Xiaoxiao's refusal, Shangguan Junlin put down his pen and slightly picked his eyebrow.

"... does the emperor really want to read the words of his concubines?"

Shangguan Junlin did not speak, but directly expressed his determination with action.

Su Xiaoxiao took the thinnest brush handed over by Shangguan Junlin and went to Shangguan Junlin.

Shangguan Junlin lowered his eyes and waited patiently for Su Xiaoxiao to write.

"Love princess?"

Su Xiaoxiao hardened his head and said: "... I don't know what to write." his hand trembled slightly.

The light in the eyes of Shangguan Junlin circulated and said gently, "it's better to write the poem on the snow Yuan Festival."

"Oh."

Su Xiaoxiao said, his hand holding the pen still didn't move.

In fact, she has only held the brush three times in her two lives. This time, only four times.

"Why does the emperor have to read the words of his concubines?" she searched her memory hard. She didn't leave any calligraphy for people to enjoy in her life.

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao's posture with a brush and frowned slightly.

"Ye'er told me that he wanted Princess Ai to be his husband."

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned, "... What did the emperor say?"

Shangguan Junlin said with a smile, "I said I would discuss it with Aifei."

Su Xiaoxiao stared and said, "the emperor doesn't intend to discuss with his concubines... Right?" he just opened his eyes and lied.

"I don't think it's a problem to teach ye'er with the talent of the imperial concubine." Shangguan Junlin seemed to answer.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded a little clearly when he heard what Shangguan Junlin said. To some extent, the husband who made her ye'er is basically announcing her status in the harem.

"The emperor is not afraid to provoke some people?"

"I just found a gentleman for ye'er," said Shangguan Junlin with a cold look in his eyes, a slight hook on his thin lips and a smile. "What's the point of anger?"

Su Xiaoxiao whispered, "can you know what the emperor is doing for?" he should not just annoy Li Kui. The key is what Li Kui will do after doing so.

"Princess Ai is not always smart. I believe Princess Ai will understand."

Su Xiaoxiao silently stared at Shangguan Junlin. When every big man asked the little man to die, he would tell him you can, and then the little man died happily.

"Which sentence does the emperor want his concubine to write?" Su Xiaoxiao said dully.

"Ah!"

A very light cry came out, and Shangguan Junlin suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Su Xiaoxiao in his arms.

The magnetic gentle voice slowly came, "I don't know which sentence the princess remembers?"

"I remember everything the emperor said!" Su Xiaoxiao said with an unchanged face.

"Oh," said Shangguan Junlin, looking at Su Xiaoxiao with a smile in his eyes, "then write the sentence I asked Aifei to be right."

Su Xiaoxiao can feel it without turning his head. Shangguan Junlin's eyes are staring at her tightly at this time. When the feeling of burning ears came, Su Xiaoxiao said, "emperor, my concubine wants to write."

Shangguan Junlin clearly released his hand.

Su Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and pressed down what he shouldn't have in his mind.

The ink stains slowly fainted on the white rice paper. The process was really very slow. After su Xiaoxiao finished writing the words, it was almost two cups of tea.

The floating wine is not drunk, the Ying snow falls at the beginning, and the Qing Dynasty returns.

The poem is still very beautiful, but Su Xiaoxiao's mood when looking at the poem now can only be described as embarrassment.

"Emperor, my concubine has finished writing."

Shangguan Junlin looked at the words on the paper and frowned tightly. The word could barely be seen as a word, but it looked worse than that written by a three-year-old.

"Didn't lord Su let Aifei practice calligraphy?"

Although Shangguan Junlin asked calmly, Su Xiaoxiao could still feel the tightness in Shangguan Junlin's heart.

"Practiced..." Su Xiaoxiao said with a pen: "in fact, it's because I haven't written for a long time, so I'm rusty. After a while, my words will be better."

"Really?"

Looking at the twinkle in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, Shangguan Junlin was a bit embarrassed.

"Can that concubine not be ye'er's husband?" although it feels good to be a teacher, it feels bad that she may make a fool of herself at any time.