Yingchen thought that Ze Ran was just casually saying, how could he remember the promise to an abandoned daughter who even his parents hated.

Maybe it's because the Night Court Palace has never been set foot in by immortals in the past two thousand years, Ze Ran's appearance suddenly interrupted the loneliness here, and also interrupted the tranquility in Yingchen's heart. Although he thought that Ze Ran would not appear like this, Yingchen was still looking forward to Ze Ran's arrival in his heart. She had been holding the book all day, sitting under the tree and waiting, waiting for the silver-haired man in blue to appear.

1 day, 2 days, 3 days, 4 days, 5 days......

Haunting dust day by day, day by day, day by day, day by day, the heart is gradually getting cooler. Ten days had passed, but the figure she had been looking forward to had not yet appeared.

Swindler......

The big liar......

Dead liars......

Sure enough, it's a big liar......

Yingchen frowned angrily, and a faint red light flashed in his eyes, and for a while, evil qi surged around the sacred tree, and the book in his hand burned out in the raging firelight.

"Liar, big liar......"

"Who provoked you to make your little thing so angry?"

Ze Ran's cold and somewhat playful voice came, and he slowly landed on the tree, looking at Yingchen with a little more depth and consideration in his eyes.

The power just now was faintly full of the magic of the Xuan, but she had obviously probed it, and her body did not have any of the breath of the Xuan.

He frowned, jumped down from the tree, grabbed her wrist, the cold look in his eyes began to melt, but his voice was still cold: "Are you angry with me?" ”

"Nope."

"No?" Ze Ran raised his eyebrows, and a bit of banter flashed in his eyes again, "What about the book I gave you that day?" I took it out for me to see. ”

"Uh...... I accidentally lost my ......" Yingchen turned around, tangled in making up nonsense.

"Lost?" Ze Ran raised his eyebrows, seeing through her nonsense at a glance, he sat down by the tree leisurely, and a smile appeared on his lips again, "Where can you throw such a big place?" Go and find it. ”

Yingchen twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed helplessly, "Actually...... The book...... I burned it. You can't blame me, though...... You said you were going to teach me how to read and write, but I waited for you for so many days, and you didn't come, so I was naturally angry. ”

"It's really bad Zeran...... There was a business to be taken care of in these days, and it was delayed. Zeran is here to make amends to you. ”

“……”

Hey? This guy will actually apologize, and this ice-faced guy will also admit his mistakes. Didn't Sister Baizhu say that this person was arrogant and cold, and he was actually apologizing to himself?

"Little thing, still stunned what to do. There is a saying in the human world, every inch of time is an inch of gold, and time is precious, so let's start quickly. ”

Ze Ran waved his hand, and a pair of tables and chairs slowly appeared in an open place. Yingchen curiously leaned up, picked up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone neatly placed on the table and looked at it curiously, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Little thing, look at it." He picked up the brush and wrote a few big characters on the paper, the font was handsome and elegant, and he looked at it blankly, with a look of reverence flashing in his eyes.

"Zeran, you're so powerful."

Ze Ran still didn't have a trace of expression on his face, he stuffed the brush in his hand to her, and said in a deep voice: "Well, practice according to what I wrote." ”

"But...... I don't recognize what those two words are? She looked at him, her face full of confusion.

"Those two words are your name, Hingchen. Today I will teach you these two words first, and when you have written your name, I will teach you the rest. ”

After saying that, Zeran jumped onto the branch of the tree and closed his eyes and fell asleep. No matter what Yingchen called, he ignored her.

"It's really ......" Yingchen scratched his head, looked at the guy who was sleeping on the tree with great confusion, and sighed helplessly. What kind of teaching is this? Obviously, I just wrote two words casually, and I didn't care about myself......

Yingchen scolded this guy in his heart as he sat down at the table. Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he still took the brush and traced it carefully according to Zeran's handwriting. She thought, although this guy is a little colder and a little arrogant, this character is really well written, and it looks comfortable. But...... Yingchen looked up at Ze Ran, who was sleeping soundly on the sacred tree, and his face, which was still smiling happily, immediately became distorted.

That ice cube face is really uncomfortable......

Yingchen smiled happily with a brush under the tree, his eyes full of smugness.

She looked at her masterpiece, nodded in satisfaction, forced a smile and sat down at the wooden table again, and began to read carefully.

After a while, Ze Ran finally woke up from his sleep, he tilted his head, looked at Yingchen who was seriously studying calligraphy and nodded with satisfaction, this girl is really serious.

He slowly walked to Yingchen's side, and when he saw her copying the handwriting, he couldn't help but admire in his heart, she was really a spiritual girl. It's just that...... When he saw Yingchen's posture of holding the pen, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch involuntarily. What's the matter with these five fingers holding the pen firmly together? Could it be that these words were written by her in this weird posture.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly, he watched Yingchen write the two big words "Yingchen" very fluently in this weird posture.

"You...... Who taught you to hold a pen like this? Ze Ran helplessly held his forehead, he walked behind Yingchen, held her hand with his slender fingers, helped her hold the pen again, and held his hand to write. Little thing, this should be taken like this. ”

"But...... It's tiring. Yingchen turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw the pattern on his face.

Ze Ran couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he saw Yingchen laughing so happily inexplicably, and couldn't even smile straight. He frowned and conjured a bronze mirror.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and his face changed suddenly, and the color on his cold face began to become colorful. Seeing that his face was blue and white, and seeing the turtle with teeth and claws that he had drawn on his face, Yingchen finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and laughed out loud again.

“……”

Ze Ran's face turned cold, and he turned around to leave, but was grabbed by Yingchen.

"Hey, don't go, you still have to teach me how to write."

“……”

Ze Ran frowned, coldly dropped a sentence, and left without looking back.

"I won't come again."

Emperor Feng is worthy of being Emperor Feng, he is really a man of words, since that day, two months have passed, and Ze Ran has never been here again.

Was he really angry?

Yingchen sat on the tree, looking at the stars in the sky, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

She should have thought a long time ago that this guy was a master who couldn't make jokes. If he doesn't come, he can't get out, and he doesn't even have a chance to apologize to him.

Next to the secluded lotus pond, Zeran sat under the big willow tree by the pond and silently flipped through the chess games in his hand, but his mind did not fall on the scroll at all. He stared blankly at the handwriting on the book, his gaze already falling into the distance through the words.

That girl......

Forget it, don't want to. Anyway, she has never had anything to do with herself.

Zeran closed the scroll in his hand and opened it again, and after a long time, he didn't turn it over.

The breeze blew through the lotus pond and depressed a pool of red lotus. He looked at the red lotus full of pools, but what appeared in his eyes was the clear eyes of the girl......

He shook his head, unwilling to think about it again. For a moment, he felt something, his brows frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Someone is snooping on his memories?

He frowned, the corners of his mouth curled, and the blue figure turned into a blue light and disappeared into the sky.

Night Court Palace.

Yingchen was sitting on a tree, sleeping comfortably, but suddenly felt a bitter chill. A cold wind came at her, and she shook and fell to the ground with a pop.

Yingchen rubbed his aching buttocks, looked at Ze Ran, who exuded a cold breath, and smiled.

"I knew you would come, but I didn't expect you to come so soon."

"Did you snoop on my memories?" Ze Ran picked her up, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a chill in her eyes.

"Don't get me wrong," Yingchen hurriedly explained, "I didn't look at anything, I just moved the star that belongs to you. But I didn't expect you to feel it so quickly, and it came so quickly. ”

"What are you doing with that natal star of mine?" He stared into her eyes tightly, a look of danger flashing in his eyes.

"What happened last time was that I did something wrong, I always wanted to apologize to you, but if you didn't come, I couldn't get out, I thought about it for a long time, and there is only one way to invite you over."

Hearing Yingchen's words, the expression on Ze Ran's face finally softened, he let go of her, sat down by the tree, and said coldly: "Then I want to see how you want to make amends to me." ”

"Hmm......" Yingchen blinked, saying that she really didn't prepare anything to make amends to him, but just planned to admit her mistake verbally. But when Zeran said this, there was a lot of unwillingness to come up with something in his tone, and he would never forgive his momentum.

She thought about it, and suddenly made a detour behind the tree, and struggled to dig up the soil, rummaging through the soil to find something. After rummaging for a long time, she finally took out a thick roll of rolled white paper from the box she had dug up.

"Here's it."

"This is ......" He opened the scroll of paper and looked at the handwriting on the pile of white paper, and smiled lightly. It took a lot of effort to do this little thing.

"I've been practicing hard when you're away."

He slowly flipped the white paper to the end, and when he saw the word "Zeran" on it, he was stunned.

"It seems like I've never taught you these two words, where did you learn them?"

"Self-taught~~~"

"Really?"

"Uh...... It was only after I secretly read the memories of other gods that I learned these two words. ”

"Little thing, what a stupid ......"