Shen Qinghan put down the pen in his hand and walked towards Nangong Wan, "Just call Master, don't overlap the sound"

"Hehe, master, master" Nangong Wan turned a deaf ear, and ran towards Shen Qinghan on her short legs, just as she was about to hug Shen Qinghan, a slender finger pressed against her forehead, making her unable to move forward.

"Go back," Shen Qinghan said.

"Oh," Nangong Wan replied reluctantly, pouting.

"Want to learn something?" Shen Qinghan sat down, poured a cup of tea, and took a light sip.

Nangong Wan ran to Shen Qinghan's side, pulled the corner of his clothes, and raised his fleshy little face, "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting"

"Hmm" Shen Qinghan just wanted to praise her, but Nangong Wan said, "I don't want to learn"

Shen Qinghan: ......

"Then what do you want to learn?" asked Shen Qinghan as he took Nangong Wan's hand holding his clothes.

"I want to learn...... Talking about love" Nangong pulled the corner of Shen Qinghan's clothes again.

Shen Qinghan knocked her on the head, "How old are you?"

"I miss you," Nangong Wan answered cheerfully.

Shen Qinghan stood up and returned to the desk, and Nangong Wan obediently followed him.

"I'll teach you how to write today."

Nangong Wan narrowed her eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Master can teach anything."

Shen Qinghan handed Nangong Wan a pen and picked one up himself, "Do you know how to hold a pen?"

Nangong Wan shook her head and replied crisply, "No."

"Take it like me," Shen Qinghan said to Nangong Wan.

Nangong Wan looked like Shen Qinghan and held the pen in a good way, "Master, is this how you take it?

Shen Qinghan looked at her holding the crooked pen, and didn't want to hit her, so he pretended to praise, "Well, it's good."

After receiving Shen Qinghan's praise, Nangong Wan almost smiled like a sunflower.

"At the beginning of practicing calligraphy, you can copy other people's words, and when you copy to a certain extent, you can basically write your own pen after practicing for a few more years, you can basically write your own pen strokes, you can practice according to my words now" Shen Qinghan wrote a few words, and said to Nangong Wan while writing.

Watching Shen Qinghan write a slightly elegant word in his vigorous and powerful, a little star of worship appeared in Nangong Wan's eyes, "Master's words are so beautiful"

Shen Qinghan stopped the pen in his hand, pulled out a drawer on the left hand side, and took out a roll of paper from it, "This is what I wrote before, enough for you to copy for a while, come to me when you finish writing"

"Well, okay" Nangong nodded his head later.

"You can write here, or you can go back to the palace to write. If here, hungry and thirsty, I still have something to do, so I'll go first," Shen Qinghan said.

Nangong Wan was a little unhappy, Master didn't accompany her, and pouted again, "Doesn't Master and Master practice with Wanwan?"

"Don't accompany" Shen Qinghan replied neatly and walked out.

Nangong sat in Shen Qinghan's position, swayed left and right, and sighed, "How do you feel that there is a fragrance left in the place where Master and Master have sit?"

Shaking enough, Nangong Wan sat on the chair in a regular manner and practiced all the papers one by one. Put down the pen in his hand, pat her fleshy palm, and said happily: "It's done"

got out of his chair and ran out of the door, wandering in the garden of the Emperor's Mansion. Come to the pond and lie on the railing to watch the fish swimming happily inside.

I picked a flower next to it and threw it down, spun it around a few times and floated it down to the water, and all the colorful fish ran to the bottom of the flower and put their mouths on top of the flower.

Nangong was overjoyed to see it every night, and folded a few more and threw them down. After a while, he ran away and went somewhere else.

Walking and walking, Nangong Wan heard some noises, so he walked through a door and followed the sound, sparing a few trees, Nangong Wan saw the emperor who was practicing swords.

Shen Qinghan was wearing a plain white embroidered shirt, holding a black iron white sword, moving around, the sword was shining.

After a series of twelve swords, Shen Qinghan's gaze was like electricity, piercing through the void, and his figure jumped suddenly, as if he was slaughtering from the top of the peak, only to see the sword light flash, and a terrible sword mark three inches deep and three feet long was drawn on the boulder opposite, clean and neat, ruthless and ruthless.

Nangong Wan exclaimed: Master and Father are so powerful!

Shen Qinghan had already noticed it when she came in, put down her sword and sat on the chair next to her, took a sip of tea, and said lightly, "Didn't go back?"

Nangong Wan ran to his side and saw that there was some light sweat on his face, so he took out his small handkerchief and wanted to wipe Shen Qinghan's sweat.

Shen Qinghan put on an uncle-like posture, wanting to make an unfathomable appearance, but he didn't expect the little princess to play cards according to common sense at all, and actually greeted him in the face.

By the time he reacted, the little princess's hand was already on his face. Stiffened for a moment, Shen Qinghan thought: Forget it, she's still a child, let her be. In the past, Wen Wan was also very gentle and patient with children, and she should learn from her.

The difference in this thought can make Shen Qinghan miserable for the next two years.

After she helped herself wipe her sweat, Shen Qinghan said, "The princess finished writing?"

Nangong Wan said with a smile, "Of course, I'll just say I'm very good."

Shen Qinghan nodded, "Hmm, put it on the table, I'll take a look later."

Nangong Wan took a cup and planned to pour herself a glass of water, the hand holding the teapot trembled violently, as if it was about to fall off at any time, Shen Qinghan hurriedly took the teapot and said helplessly: "I'll help you, I'll look hard for you."

Nangong Wan picked up the tea that Shen Qinghan poured for her, and smiled innocently, "Thank you, Master"

Shen Qinghan frowned, "Just let you call Master, don't repeat the sound"

"Master and Father are not happy, then Master and Master bite me!" Nangong Wan grimaced.

Shen Qinghan said lightly, "Well, the skin is itchy, right? It just so happens that I have a good ring ruler there, and I will lend you to make it tomorrow."

"Master, I'm hungry," Nangong Wan suddenly said weakly.

Looking at Nangong Wan's wrinkled face, Shen Qinghan said, "You eat an apple mat to pad your stomach first, and I'll let them go to the cloth."

"Uncle Wang, let the kitchen get some food," Shen Qinghan shouted outside.

"Yes" A strong male voice came, followed by the sound of running, slowly weakening.

"Do you want to have a snack?" asked Shen Qinghan.

"Yes," Nangong nodded lately.

Shen Qinghan got up and walked into the house, Nangong Wan picked up a ruddy apple on the table, ran over and took a short knife from Shen Qinghan, and silently peeled the apple by himself.

Shen Qinghan walked out with a plate of snacks, and saw the little princess who was concentrating on peeling apples there, and approached to take a closer look.

Shen Qinghan: ......

"Princess, why did this apple lose so much weight" Shen Qinghan stood behind her and asked out loud.

Nangong Wan raised her head and made an unfathomable expression like Shen Qinghan, "The so-called concentrated is the essence, I'm taking the essence of apples!"

Shen Qinghan raised his eyebrows, "Very good, very good, you are not allowed to touch my apples in the future"