"Ahem." Sang Tian's fair cheeks couldn't help but blush a little, turned around to avoid Su Yuexian's gaze, and stammered, "Both...... Since it was a misunderstanding, if Master Su wants to learn, Sang Tian is willing to give some advice. ”

"Wow, that's great. Then you write a little yellow poem first......"

"......" The expression on Sang Tian's face that had just softened cracked again.

Su Yuexian hurriedly haha: "Oh, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's an occupational disease." I mean, you write me two lines of poetry first. ”

After Nuo Nuo finished preparing the pen and ink, Sang Tian held the pen and wrote two lines of poetry on rice paper at random.

This trace is beautiful, out of inadvertentness, seemingly decent but inclusive.

Even Su Yuexian, a layman, could see that this was deliberate. The purpose is to hide your true strength.

Su Yuexian sighed and said, "Hey, Xiao Tiantian's calligraphy is really beautiful. But...... Not the type I want to study. ”

"Miss, do you want to study that?" Nuo Nuo frowned incomprehensibly, I usually don't see you so studious.

Su Yuexian continued to sigh and said: "It's not that I recently received a big order, Young Master Zhu, the son of the richest man, fell in love with a young lady in the small town next door, and asked me to write a love poem for him to express my heart. Can...... That Young Master Zhu's handwriting is really special, and I can't imitate it for several days. ”

"Calligraphy is not seal, official, regular, cursive, and line. So what's so special about Young Master Zhu's words? Kuwata asked with a little interest.

Su Yuexian saw him take the bait, so she took out a note from her sleeve, "Oh, you don't believe it." This is the sample that Young Master Zhu gave me. ”

Sang Tian took the note and looked at it carefully, and after only half a cup of tea, he drew up an identical copy of the words on the small characters on rice paper.

"Awesome, Xiao Tiantian, you can copy such ugly words. The handwriting is exactly the same as that of Young Master Zhu. ”

"What's so hard about that. Not to mention this kind of cursive writing, even the font patterns that I have never seen before can be remembered and copied. Sang Tian was praised by Su Yuexian, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

"Ahem." Nuo Nuo coughed lightly and interrupted Sang Tian, who felt that he had shown a little too much today, so he hurriedly stepped aside and said: "This calligraphy can't be written in a day or two, as long as Master Su practices more, he can also achieve excellent attainments." ”

Su Yuexian snorted, and said with a smile: "That's right." However, if you want to achieve the level that Xiao Tiantian is so unforgettable, copying other people's fonts and strokes is not bad, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, I am afraid that it will not work for ten or eight years, right? ”

Kuwata's face changed slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. He hurriedly found an excuse and exited Su Yuexian's room.

Nuo Nuo hurriedly went to clean up the paper on the table, deliberately tore away the topic and said, "Miss, why did you do your old job again?" Why didn't Nuo Nuo hear that the son of the Zhu family asked you for a love poem? ”

"If you don't do your old job, you will drink the northwest wind in the future?"

"Wouldn't it be good for the young lady to stay in the palace for the rest of her life? The ninth prince has money, and the young lady is afraid that she will not be able to enjoy the glory and wealth in the future. ”

"Glutinous." Su Yuexian stretched out her hand and grabbed her, her eyes searching, "Did the Ninth Prince bribe you?" ”

"Huh? No, no. Nuo Nuo stammered.

Su Yuexian narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Why do I think you will try your best to match us as long as you seize the opportunity?" In the past, when I was saddened by him, you had to curse his ancestors for eighteen generations every day. ”

"......" Nuo Nuo laughed dryly, withdrew from Su Yuexian's hand, and said: "Nuo Nuo also thinks that the Ninth Prince, he is really good to Miss now, and he is indeed a good match." Nuo Nuo did this for the good of the young lady. ”

"Heh, good match? I'm good for his old mother! Su Yuexian turned her back and said a word in her mouth, and the smile in her eyes disappeared instantly.

At night, Su Yuexian sat alone at the desk, lighting a candle in the dim light, comparing the poems left by Sang Tian when she taught her to practice calligraphy these days with the letters written by Li Qingxian that Yun Chuxiu gave her.

"This one isn't right, and that one doesn't look like it. After so many days of comparison, there is still no flaw. Su Yuexian crumpled the paper into a ball and returned to the table in frustration.

What Yun Chuxiu gave her that day was evidence that proved that Li Qingxian colluded with the secret party and murdered in the court. One of the letters was written by Li Qingxian to Princess Nanfu, which roughly said that one day when he wanted to poison a concubine in the inner courtyard, he was bumped into by the female official of Siyuan at that time, that is, Su Yuexian's mother, and he was afraid that his collusion with the harem concubines to murder the emperor would be exposed, and he would harm Su Yuexian's mother together with Princess Nanfu.

Su Yuexian thought that her mother died in the same year because her father was too sad because of her illness.

But Yun Chuxiu told her that all this was caused by Li Qingxian.

Her father and mother were all poisoned and killed by the people who Li Qingxian planted in Su Mansion every day.

On the surface, poisoning is indeed very similar to Li Qingxian's usual trick. But Su Yuexian was trapped in Princess Nanfu's secret room with Li Qingxian that day. The conversation between Princess Nanfu and Li Qingxian is not like they were once in the same boat.

And although Li Qingxian left her in his own house, he didn't force her to do a bad thing, if he wanted to collude with the harem concubines to seek power and usurp the throne, it was indeed the best way to win over the female officials of Siyuan.

But he didn't.

Not only that, every time he was in danger, he could get out of trouble alone, but he stayed again and again to save her.

Therefore, Su Yuexian didn't believe Yun Chuxiu, and he didn't believe the pile of broken evidence in front of him. She has always believed only in her eyes and heart.

Since she once said that she would be in the same boat as Li Qingxian in the future, she believed him to the end. No one else's tricks can provoke their relationship.

Therefore, during this time, she stayed in the palace for the purpose of investigating some things.

For example, why did Li Qingxian suddenly disappear and be in distress. After Li Qingxian disappeared, why was Yun Chuxiu the first time to take the blood jade salvia to confess to her. Who sent the mysterious woman to kill her that day? Who sent the antidote so in time? Why did Yun Chuxiu hide the person who really sent the antidote, and whether the evidence he gave her was true?

"Bang" Su Yuexian raised her hand irritably and slapped her palm on the door of her head, and suddenly the Lingtai was clear for a moment. She remembered something, picked up the paper ball, unfolded it, and re-compared it.

When she was in Li Qingxian's house before, she secretly rummaged through Li Qingxian's private account book because she was curious about his family background, and Li Qingxian was a bit obsessive-compulsive. There must be a grain of rice-sized spacing between each word. Every page is like this, neatly written like a ruler.

But the letters that Yun Chuxiu gave her, although the handwriting on them is exactly the same as Li Qingxian's, but a careful comparison will find that the spacing between each word is different, which is similar to Sang Tian's writing habits. Although he copied the handwriting of others, he ignored the spacing between the lines.

"Therefore, these letters were forged by Yun Chuxiu." Su Yuexian was indignant in her heart, and tore all those papers in a fit of anger.

At this time, there was a knock at the door, and it was Nuo Nuo who walked in with a bowl of steaming supper.

Su Yuexian hurriedly hid the shredded paper under the desk.

"Miss, you have been studying calligraphy very hard these past few nights. The prince was afraid that you would be hungry, so he ordered the cook in the small kitchen to cook food for you every night in shifts. Tonight is Buddha jumping over the wall noodle soup, crab roe soup dumplings and some candied fruit to consume. Nuo Nuo put the dim sum in front of Su Yuexian and said with a smile.

Su Yuexian looked at those, and had no appetite at all. Chong Nuo Nuo said: "Has the prince rested?" He is still recuperating in his body, so it is better for you to send this cup of Buddha jumping over the wall to the prince. Just say...... It's me who cares about his body. ”

Nuo Nuo heard this, and immediately happily took the order. Looking at the glutinous and cheerful back, Su Yuexian smiled like a little fox who had succeeded in her tricks, she hummed a little song and grabbed the candied fruit and turned around and went into the back room.

She didn't notice that a slender silhouette under the moonlight lingered outside her window for a while. Until he heard her sentence, "Why don't you send this cup of Buddha over the wall to the prince, just say that I care about his body", the figure was a little stunned, and then he jumped over the roof and disappeared into the night.

The back looked a little sentimental.