The emperor stood aside, obviously a little displeased, but. looked at Qian Zimo spreading two pieces of rice paper, and took a pen on the left and right to start writing. Everyone couldn't help but almost pop out their eyes!

What's the situation??? Hold a pen with both hands!!! Qianziyi is the most confused! When did she learn to read and write? She remembers. Qianzimo has never asked Mr. to teach him since he was a child!

Gongsun Jiuye watched Qian Zimo's movements and was distracted. I wonder if that woman is the same as her? It's no wonder that he fantasizes like this, and he hasn't seen the woman in his heart ever put pen to paper.

Soon, Qianzimo finished writing. The eunuch beside the emperor carefully pinched the two horns of the rice paper and held them high. Everyone was stunned again.

Same! It's exactly the same!

Everyone's shock is nothing, Qianziyi can't cry even if she wants to! How so! She didn't understand.

Looking at everyone's different colored faces, Qianzi Mo was amused. Of course it's exactly the same! Because they all imitate her handwriting! Can't it be like that?

"Your Majesty, is there anything else that Zimo needs to explain?" Qian Zimo looked at the petrified emperor and asked.

What else can the emperor say? can only find a step for himself, and Qianziyi is unlucky to become his step.

"Crown Princess, in a month, I hope you don't disappoint me." After speaking, he left the main hall restlessly. The queen glanced at Qian Zimo and Qian Ziyi disdainfully and then left. In the main hall, there were only five of them left in an instant.

"Qianzimo, you are so despicable!" After Qian Ziyi finished speaking, he stood up violently and rushed to the imperial case, glaring at Qian Zimo angrily.

Qian Zimo glanced at Qian Ziyi mockingly. Shook his head helplessly. Silly boy, this is just the beginning, you can't stand it?

"If you have this kung fu to quarrel with me, you might as well go back and copy it." After speaking, ignoring Qianzi, who was almost on the verge of madness, strode away. Gongsun Jiuye looked at Qianzi Mo, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile. Where did she get the imitators? Moreover, it was imitated a thousand times! It's not easy!

What Gongsun Jiuye could see, the prince naturally saw as well. But. He was only one step ahead of Gongsun Jiu.

When I returned to the Prince's Mansion, I inevitably had another burst of anger. Even Princess Changning was a little scared.

There is only half a month until Chinese New Year's Eve, and in this half month, people are busy in order to have a stable year. Although this year's Spring Festival and Chinese New Year's Eve were handed over to the Prince's Mansion to manage, they Ning Wangfu also had to prepare.

On this day, Qianzimo went to the street to buy a handful of good gold silk wood ice silk made of guzheng, and when he came back, he sat alone in a small pavilion in the small bamboo forest behind Ningwang's mansion and pondered, although it was already extremely cold outside, but this did not affect Qianzimo's enthusiasm for learning guqin at all. It's a pity. When she was a child in her previous life, although she liked music very much, she didn't have time to learn musical instruments such as the guzheng piano.

She sat there for an afternoon, and it was not until night fell that she picked up the piano and left. And when she came out of the bamboo forest, she saw Gongsun Jiuye, who was dressed in black and dressed in a white fox fur, standing outside the bamboo forest and looking at her.

"If you want to learn the piano, I can teach you." Gongsun Jiuye said lightly.

"Can you play the piano?" Qian Zimo asked with some curiosity. It's no wonder that she is so surprised, because a person who is either holding a pen in the study or practicing swords in the back mountain all day long, it is really hard to imagine how his big hand holding a sword in both hands plays the piano.

Gongsun Jiuye just smiled without answering, raised his feet and walked towards the bamboo forest. Qian Zimo followed with the piano in his arms.

In the bamboo forest. It was quiet and peaceful, and the night gradually became dark. The moon and stars had already slept quietly, and only the cold wind swept gently from time to time.

Gongsun Jiuye took her to a small bamboo hut in the depths of the bamboo forest, lit a candle in front of her, and then pushed the door open and entered. Light all the lanterns and candles. Qian Zimo followed up, and only then did he see the simple and simple furnishings inside. A rectangular desk, a small square table and four small stools, the desk has all the four treasures of the study, and there are a few rolled up drawing papers next to the desk. In the center of the room is a finely carved zither.

Gongsun Jiuye walked to the shelf where the guzheng was placed and sat down, looked at Qianzimo, and then beckoned her to come over. Qian Zimo really walked over obediently. Put the piano he was holding on the rectangular desk, and then walked to Gongsun Jiuye's side and sat down.

"Fingering?" Gongsun Jiuye asked lightly.

Qian Zimo shook his head, and secretly scolded the stupid in his heart. If she could, she wouldn't let him teach, okay?

"Then you learn fingering first." After Gongsun Jiuye finished speaking, he stood behind Qian Zimo, and his hands were covered by Qian Zimo's strings. Took her hand and taught her the first fingering first. Torr.

His action made Qian Zimo feel extremely unnatural, because Qian Zimo's whole person was encircled in Gongsun Jiuye's arms. However, this feeling felt very familiar to her. But I can't remember.

Gongsun Jiuye's warm breath came from his ears, and Qian Zimo instantly felt red and red, and his heart jumped violently. The body also involuntarily became very stiff.

If it weren't for Gongsun Jiuye standing behind her at this moment, he would definitely be frightened to see Qian Zimo's ugly face as if it had been burned by fire.

However, Gongsun Jiuye also seemed to feel Qian Zimo's reaction, and then he realized his gaffe, but he still held on and stiffened his body to continue teaching her, and Qian Zimo had no choice but to continue learning.

From time to time, there was the sound of intermittent pianos in the bamboo forest. But it doesn't bother the people in the yard.

After a night, Qian Zimo finally learned all the fingering, and Gongsun Jiuye also felt a little tired. I wanted to go back and get a good night's sleep, but my stomach rumbled. Qian Zimo heard his strange voice. He also stopped what he was doing. Stood up and smiled.

"I'm tired too, let's go back and eat."

In the small kitchen in Qianzimo's yard, Qianzimo was busy for a delicious breakfast. Gongsun Jiuye wanted to wait for her to make breakfast and eat a little before going back to rest, but as soon as Qianzi Mo got it, Xiang Ying came and invited him away.

In the kitchen, Qian Zimo was busy. Because there was fresh beef delivered this morning, she thought about making something delicious, and behind him, Gongsun Wuwu stood motionless with a small face and watched. Although he couldn't understand it, just smelling the tempting fragrance, he swallowed his saliva from time to time.

Qian Zimo glanced at his little appearance as if he had been hungry for a few days and had no food, and couldn't help but feel a little pitiful.

Sure enough! What do you mean by that? A motherless child is like a grass. However, her temporary stepmother didn't plan to treat him very preferentially, but she wouldn't abuse him either.