Luan Fengming Mid-Autumn Festival

After He Qingyan returned to the prince's mansion, he began to copy the female ring ordered by the queen's mother.

She copied very slowly, very slowly, and she had the right to practice calligraphy. Except for eating, she has been in the study all the time, and asked Yinqiu to polish her ink.

Today, He Qingyan loosely tied a red hairband, and the red tassel skirt was full of breasts, which made the whole person look lively and demure. A little hair fell from her ear, and she gently hooked her little finger behind her ear.

Shi Yan motioned for Yinqiu to step back, and he quietly stood by He Qingyan's side, grinding ink for her.

Shi Yan's body was much taller than Yinqiu, and he could just see He Qingyan's curled eyelashes from this angle. She looked intently at the book in her hand, writing with her left hand.

Left hand?

Shi Yan glanced at He Qingyan carefully in surprise, and he found that the handwriting on He Qingyan's left hand was very upright, and she wrote it very carefully.

The breeze gently blew up the pages, He Qingyan pouted childishly, and reached out to turn the pages back:

"I can't blow it, and if I blow it again, I won't write it. ”

Shi Yan smiled lightly and stood beside her for a long time.

He Qingyan was finally tired of writing, so he put down the pen and stretched:

"That's a lot——— I won't copy it. ”

But the afterglow caught a man in white.

He Qingyan didn't expect that it was Shi Yan standing here.

"When did you come?" "How come I don't know anything?"

"Just for a moment. Shi Yan walked around behind He Qingyan and picked up the paper she had just copied, "The words are good." Do you write with your left hand?"

"Ah, no. The handwriting in my left hand is more correct than the handwriting in my right, so I can't let the queen mother see me copying a book. "The words written on He Qingyan's right hand will become a ghost painting peach talisman if he is not careful, and He Qingyan himself is still very clear about this.

"Why did you learn to write with your left hand?"

"I was injured in my right hand before, and I couldn't even pick up a sword during that time. He Qingyan couldn't help but bend his eyes when he thought of the decadent days in the past, "Brother asked me to practice with my left hand, but my left hand is always not as stable as my right hand, so Brother asked me to practice calligraphy with my left hand." Later, my left hand was more accurate than my right hand. ”

Shi Yan couldn't help but reach out and hold He Qingyan's right wrist.

He Qingyan's skeleton is slightly larger than that of ordinary women, and her wrists also have clear wrist bones. Shi Yan rubbed it slightly.

He Qingyan: "?"

"What are you looking for?" she withdrew.

"I'm sorry. Shi Yan knew that his behavior was a bit rude.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. He Qingyan waved her hand, and she suddenly thought of Shi Yan's two good di.

"Song Liangdi and Guo Liangdi, have you gone to see it?"

Shi Yan was a little amused: "I didn't come to you to talk about this. ”

He Qingyan: ......

Then you don't get down to business for a long time.

"Well, you say. ”

"This Mid-Autumn Festival, we don't go into the palace to spend it with our father and queen mother. ”

"Why......?" It doesn't make sense.

"I mean. ”

"Huh?"

"When the time comes, I'll take you to the southwest to have some fun. ”

He Qingyan guessed that Shi Yan was the prince during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he did not enter the palace to accompany the emperor, and he had to go to the southwest, so it should be that the emperor explained what task Shi Yan was.

"Okay. How long will it take?"

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Two days later, the enthalpy of the division