"My grandfather is gone, and the rest of the house doesn't know about these things." Lu Ye could only answer like this.

After Lu Ye finished speaking, Bai Lian was also silent.

Cherry looked at the two of them relatively speechless, although the scene was pleasing to the eye, but he still had palpitations when he thought of what happened just now, so he couldn't help but remind him loudly:

"Girl, young master, why don't we leave first, what if those people go and come back?"

Cherry was just far away, and he didn't know the situation here, and he didn't know that Lu Ye had revealed his identity, and it was too late for those people to escape, in Cherry's impression, Lu Ye was still the cousin young master who was a guest at the Bai family a few years ago.

Lu Ye was silent, looking at Bai Lian's embarrassed appearance, and then said, "Let's go back first, this is not the place to talk." ”

Saying that, he walked out first, Bai Lian looked at his back, slowly followed, and got out of here first!

After walking for a while, Bai Lian realized that she had gone in the wrong direction and had returned to the place where they had just gathered.

Those things may not have had time to clean up, leaving rice paper all over the ground, Bai Lian looked at such a scene, her lips pursed, from beginning to end, this is a trap.

Lu Ye also stopped, glanced at the rice paper, and then saw that his gaze stayed in one place, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Bai Lian followed his gaze, secretly screaming in her heart, and when she was about to walk over, she saw that Lu Ye had already strode over, bent down to pick up the paper, and looked at it seriously.

Bai Lian's face turned pale, and cracks reappeared in her originally calm expression. I was nervous.

In his previous life, Lu Ye's calligraphy attainments were very high, and since Zhou Deyin met him at the age of nine, he learned a lot of things, such as imitating other people's handwriting, and imitating Lu Ye's handwriting at that time was Zhou Deyin's greatest interest.

So, so much so that later, without imitation, I have become accustomed to that font. Lost her own original style. I'm used to writing words like that.

In this life, because of rebirth, Bai Lian has been hiding clumsily when she was in the Bai family, and the font is not qualitative. Just now in front of these ladies. Bai Lian didn't expect the current situation at all.

The hand that was exposed. It's completely used to writing in the previous life, and it's the same as Lu Ye's font.

When she saw Lu Ye notice the rice paper, Bai Lian regretted it. Regret what you just did.

Now that Lu Ye has it in his hand, Bai Lian can only pretend that he doesn't know anything, and wants to go straight over.

As soon as Bai Lian raised his feet, he saw Lu Ye raise his head and look at her, and when his gaze looked, Bai Lian's heartbeat leaked.

There are too many emotions in Lu Ye's eyes, so people can't see what is inside.

"The poem of the Nine Girls is good, and the words are also well written."

Lu Ye's voice was very calm and calm, Bai Lian didn't know what to say, and if she didn't admit it, she wanted to cover it up, admit it, how to explain this font.

And Lu Ye didn't seem to care whether she spoke or not, but glanced at Bai Lian's awkward look, bent down to pick up a piece of rice paper without handwriting, and said casually:

"But, by coincidence, the words of the Ninth Girl and I are the same."

After speaking, he didn't look at Bai Lian again, but picked up a pen, held the wide sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, and slowly studied the ink on the case on the side.

Mo Cheng lifted the pen, Lu Ye waved it, waited for a while after writing, waited for the ink to dry slightly, picked it up, handed it to Bai Lian, with a smile of unknown meaning on his lips, and said:

"The same font, don't you think it's strange for the ninth girl?"

As he spoke, the rice paper in Lu Ye's hand had already been handed to Bai Lian, who looked at his knobby hand and the rice paper in his hand, not knowing how to deal with it.

Even when the thief was lustful just now, Bai Lian was not afraid, but calmly thought about countermeasures, but at this moment, in the face of Lu Ye, he couldn't calm down at all, and let his heart surge.

Bai Lian took the piece of rice paper, and looked at what Lu Ye wrote on it, it turned out to be a poem with the same rhyme as herself, and the rhyme of the one she had just written herself.

Dongjun Xu came to the paper to inscribe, and the pen and ink dotted it as Qing Chi.

The flower color is comparable to a hundred flowers and tender, and the proud bones are not inferior to the pine and cypress branches.

The body is like a phantom, and the eyes are miserable. The spring breeze lingers and becomes a poem of its own.

Blessed with a blessing like me, I am fortunate to see the beauty in my life.

This was written by Lu Ye, and when Bai Lian saw the last sentence, she had an indescribable emotion in her heart. She has always known Lu Ye's talent, her bearing in guiding the court and her amazing writing on weekdays, how many people were addicted to it in her previous life.

What Bai Lian wrote before is in Lu Ye's hands at the moment, and Lu Ye is also chanting softly:

The spring has not arrived, and the pen has not been questioned, and it is late for whom to wait.

The old garden is full of flowers, and the suburbs are full of exquisite branches.

Like a frost dance, like a snow fan. A few lines of poetry.

Even if the branches are old, Ye Mao can hardly deceive my posture.

"What do you think of the Nine Girls?"

After Lu Ye finished speaking, he looked at Bai Lian, and Bai Lian knew that Lu Ye didn't ask how Bu Yunbu was, or how the poems were. Instead, he was asked if he was in the same font.

"Lu Hou Ye is really talented, the second the poem is made, and the words are also expressive." White Lotus can only say this.

"I'm not copying it, that's my original font." Lu Ye raised his eyebrows and said.

"Hehe, that's a coincidence." Bai Lian felt that she couldn't even pretend to be able to do so.

"Well, it's a coincidence, it's a coincidence!"

Every time Lu Ye said a clever word, Bai Lian's eyelids jumped involuntarily.

It was only later that when she came out of this pear forest, Bai Lian thought that Lu Ye's expression was still a little creepy just now.

After returning to the county office, Bai Lian entered through the back door, and as soon as he entered, he saw Bai Inscription coming to the backyard from the front office, and saw Bai Lian and Lu Ye who entered the door one after the other, and were taken aback.

Then he saw Bai Lian's ragged clothes and embarrassed, and his brows furrowed.

Without waiting for the white inscription to speak, Bai Lian took the lead in saying:

"Daddy, I have something to tell you."

Bai Lian's expression was solemn, Bai Inscription's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said in a deep voice:

"Let's go in and say, why is Brother Ye here?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Ye, although Lu Ye is now the Marquis of Rongxing, but everyone's impression is still when Lu Ye was in Yongzhou before, when everyone called him Brother Ye.

Lu Ye listened to the white inscription and asked, so he stepped forward to greet him and said:

"My nephew just arrived in Pengcheng and met my cousin in the northern suburbs, so I came together."

When Bai Lian heard Lu Ye talk about her cousin, she had an indescribable awkwardness all over her body, and when she saw Bai Inscription and Lu Ye enter the hall, and was about to follow, Bai Inscription turned around and said:

"Sister Lian, you go and wash first, it's okay to talk about anything."

"Yes." Bai Lian answered, and took the cherry back to her room.

PS: Thank you for the peace charm of Man Dance, the monthly pass of Duke Lion Heart.

I'm going out today.,No update at noon.,Update the second chapter at eight o'clock in the evening.。 (To be continued.) )