Everyone moved to Liu Ruyi's boudoir.

The boudoir is very spacious, with a strong smell of fat powder, and a nice smell.

This is not so much a boudoir as a study, because there are several bookshelves against the wall, which are full of books without any dust, which can be seen that Liu Ru often flips through them.

A large desk is placed near the window, the study room is full of four treasures, and some beautiful calligraphy is hung on the wall, which makes this boudoir seem warm and exquisite, which shows how wonderful and beautiful the owner is.

"The room is small, just sit on the bed." A shy red cloud appeared on Liu Ruye's pretty face, and she had a good impression of Zhang Dong in her heart, she was so good at talking, she was really willing to accept her assessment.

"Little beauty, don't be polite, just write, I really don't believe that you can write words at a young age." Zhang Dongxie said with a smile.

"Then it's ugly."

Liu Ru smiled coquettishly, spread out a blank piece of paper on the desk, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote: "I see how charming Qingshan is, and Qingshan should be like this when he sees me." ”

The handwriting is delicate, smart, like an empty valley orchid, as if the moon is in the sky, it is really beautiful.

Zhang Dong, Daji and Ma Xianglan were all dumbfounded, it was an incredible thing that a 14-year-old girl could write such beautiful words, after all, in addition to talent, writing also has to be practiced hard for many years.

But they don't know that Liu Ru is extremely talented in calligraphy, if it weren't for being forced by life to live in Qinglou, if it weren't for a weak woman, she would definitely be able to become a famous calligrapher in history.

"Laughing." Liu Ru put down the pen and said coquettishly, "Son, please go back, you are a good person, and a good person will definitely be rewarded." ”

The bustard's mother hurriedly put her head to Liu Ruye's ear, and said in a warning tone: "If so, this son is noble and extraordinary at a glance, and his majesty is very heavy, he must be a high-powered and wealthy person. ”

"He is not a romantic talent, and he does not fit the image of Lang Jun in my mind."

Liu Ruye's teeth bit her lip tightly, her pretty face was full of stubbornness, and she was ready to accept punishment afterwards.

"Giggle......

Hearing this, Su Daji and Ma Xianglan covered their mouths at the same time and snickered, Zhang Dong was rude and beat Zhou Dengdao and the two entourages out, which naturally made Liu Ru mistakenly think that Zhang Dong was a rude martial artist, where could he be associated with the merry genius.

Zhang Dong was also a little embarrassed, coughed, and said: "Little beauty, my brother is the world's number one merry talent, and he is your dream lover, but you definitely won't believe it, come on, come on, brother writes a poem, and you will know." ”

Of course, Liu Ru didn't believe it at all in his heart, but he still gave up his position and looked at it with contempt on the side, but wanted to see what kind of poems and words Zhang Dong could write.

Zhang Dong smiled casually, raised his pen, and wrote on the blank paper:

The farthest distance in the world

Not tree-to-tree distance

Rather, it is a branch that grows from the same root

But they can't cling to each other in the wind

The farthest distance in the world

It's not that the branches can't cling to each other

It's stars looking at each other

But there is no intersecting trajectory

The farthest distance in the world

Not a trajectory between the stars

Rather, even though the trajectories converge

But in the blink of an eye, he was nowhere to be found

The farthest distance in the world

Not the distance between life and death

but I stand before you

But you don't know that I'm him

Today's Zhang Dong has integrated the calligraphy of all calligraphers since history, and has found the way of beauty, that is, the painting that has also found the way of beauty, and the calligraphy written may not be able to surpass Zhang Dong.

Therefore, as soon as he finished writing and put down the pen, some rules of beauty and heaven and earth surfaced out of thin air, turned into beautiful flowers, and integrated into this pair of calligraphy one by one, making this pair of calligraphy more beautiful and gorgeous.

Although Su Daji and Ma Xianglan had already seen Zhang Dong's calligraphy, when they saw such a beautiful font, they were still instantly lost, looking at it obsessively, and they couldn't come back to their senses.

As for the bustard mother, she had long been lost, and she watched dumbfounded, turning into a clay sculpture and wood carving, and there was no movement.

Liu Ru is even more like being struck by thunder, numb, unable to move, the only thing to do is to stare at the beautiful eyes, the eyes shoot a mesmerizing light, projected on such a calligraphy, lost in such a magnificent calligraphy realm.

And the comparison of the two lines of font she wrote just now is like that written by a child who has just learned to write, it is really useless, just like the comparison of fireflies to the moon, like the gap between the earth and the sky.

What kind of talent is he?

Where the hell did he come from?

Why have I never heard of such a calligrapher in the world, even Wang Xizhi can't compare with him.

When she finally sobered up a little, she had the heart to savor the content of the strange poem written by Zhang Dong, and then she was infected by such a philosophical and affectionate poem, and the tears couldn't stop flowing, flowing on her pretty face, but she kept silently reciting in her heart: The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I am him......

A tissue appeared in Zhang Dong's hand, gently wiping the tears on her pretty face, her eyes full of pity.

Liu Ru felt that he was melted, and his heart had fallen, so he suddenly threw himself into Zhang Dong's arms, hugged Zhang Dong's neck, looked at Zhang Dong affectionately, and a gorgeous red cloud appeared on his pretty face, and shouted coquettishly: "Childe, I recognize it, you are him, it is him, take me away, take me away quickly, no matter how many winds and rains and hardships there are ahead, I will be in the same boat with you, and share the hardships and ......"

Zhang Dong was really moved, for Liu Ru's fiery and unrestrained feelings, for such a wonderful and moving woman, for himself to obtain such a peerless beauty ranked first among Qin Huai Bayan.

hugged her tightly into his arms and said softly: "Baby, there is no wind and rain ahead, and there is no tribulation, only bright sunshine ......"

"Childe, I've been waiting for you for years!"

Liu Ru was extremely happy and very emotional, and imprinted the fragrant cherry mouth on Zhang Dong's lips.

"This is still a 14-year-old girl, she is so mature, but in such an era, a 14-year-old girl can already get married." Zhang Dong sighed in his heart, but he couldn't bear this temptation, and kissed her passionately.

The bustard's mother's face showed a strong color of envy, envious that Liu Ru had such a good life, and won the love of such a rich and wealthy young man who was both civil and military, and he would definitely be rich and prosperous in the future, and he would be happy for a lifetime.

For a long time, the lips and tongue parted, Liu Ru was paralyzed in Zhang Dong's arms, the spring in her beautiful eyes was going to overflow, the love and happiness in her heart were overflowing, and when she recovered her strength a little, she happily cleaned up the softness, said goodbye to her sisters, said goodbye to her mother, and happily went with Zhang Dong.

(The second more is delivered, asking for a monthly pass and a red ticket.) ）