Sikong Yao looked at the handwriting similar to him on the rice paper, and a surprise burst out of his heart. She was able to imitate his handwriting, and completed "Cold River Snow", which was destroyed by one stroke, without any clues, and her level of wild grass was no worse than him, even compared with the older bachelors of the Hanlin Academy, it was not inferior.

Frankly speaking, Gu Qinghuan was able to make up for the place where he paused, and he was able to imitate his handwriting to complete the rest of the part, which he didn't expect. This move was a surprise.

Sikong Yao pinched the wide sleeve with his fingertips, revealing a section of his arm, he picked up a small silver spoon that was shining, filled an appropriate amount of water from the blue and white porcelain bowl and added it to the inkstone, and then took the ink ingot from the ink bed, and slowly grinded the ink.

Gu Qinghuan put down the wolf's hair, and when he felt Sikong Yao's admiring gaze, his heart drifted for a moment, then he stood up and went around to the side: "Childe, take a look, can you still pass the eyes?" ”

She is confident, believing that this wild grass post will be sent out, and she is not a person at the master level, and she will not be able to see the slightest clue.

Sikong Yao glanced at it and said with satisfaction: "It's okay." ”

The corners of Gu Qinghuan's mouth couldn't help but hook up with joy, looking at Sikong Yao's appreciative eyes, he shouldn't blame her.

Sikong Yao was still admiring the wild grass post, but asked in a cold tone: "I don't know where Xiao Huan'er's good words are inherited?" ”

Hearing this, Gu Qinghuan chuckled in his heart, how to answer this sentence.

Gu Qinghuan pretended to be calm and said: "Childe's words can hurt me, I can only read the word in the past, I just used to copy everyone's calligraphy, and over time I have this handwriting."

She felt Sikong Yao's gaze on her face, she looked at him coldly, and then saw Sikong Yao laughing.

Sikong Yao actually laughed at her! Her calves were shaking under her skirt, racking her brains to figure out how to make up a reason to fool the past, but he laughed, and smiled with a look of "Okay, you continue to make it up".

She didn't want to get a boxed lunch. She is young, at least she can live for a few more decades, and she is unwilling to receive a boxed lunch like this.

Sikong Yao just looked at this little girl's serious nonsense, she said that he didn't believe every word, and before she knew it, she laughed.

Gu Qinghuan really didn't know what Sikong Yao was laughing at, her legs went down uncontrollably, and she quickly knelt in front of the bookcase to plead guilty. What knees have gold under her knees, which is completely absent from her.

"Please believe me, what I said is true."

Seeing this scene, Sikong Yao's smile vanished, this little thing is really a little liar, "Get up." ”

Hearing Sikong Yao let himself get up, Gu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the sound of accidentally exhaling was a bit loud, which attracted Sikong Yao's attention again.

Sikong Yao thought that she would continue to talk nonsense, but she didn't expect her to stop quibbling, so she said: "The sage said, knowing mistakes can be corrected, and being good is great, although you have completed "Hanjiang Snow", you still have to give a small punishment as a warning." Then go back to the silk wing......"

Gu Qinghuan's eyes showed frustration, alas... Still have to be punished.

Yun Xiu paused, and the curvature of the corners of his lips deepened: "Reflect for three days." ”

Hearing this, Gu Qinghuan looked up in disbelief, and stopped trembling in shock: "...... Only...... That's it? ”

thought that Sikong Yao would take the opportunity to peel her skin, but his treatment of her was too perfunctory.

However, Gu Qinghuan was very happy, because the punishment of three days of reflection was really nothing. It's good to eat well, sleep well, and be a fat house girl in the silk room.

Three days passed quickly.

Qiu Dong heard that Wang Junling went to Linyuan Pavilion early in the morning, and came in to report to Gu Qinghuan, who was practicing calligraphy: "Girl, you can't go on like this, look at Miss Wang's enthusiasm and Miss Fang's enthusiasm, all of them are dressed carefully, in order to attract the attention of the son." Childe asked the girl to reflect on the past three days, and the girl also had to strive to gain face in front of Childe. ”

Gu Qinghuan was writing with a pen, she glanced at the beautiful hairpin on the bookcase, and then looked at the crooked hairpin hairpin she wrote, and hooked her lips with satisfaction.

She didn't learn from Wang Junling to curry favor with Sikong Yao. Pleasing Jiang Wan is what she has to do now.

Chun Xia came in with washed fruits and wondered, "Girl, why have you liked writing lately?" Do you need someone to report to your son and ask a gentleman to come back and teach you? ”

"No, you don't." Gu Qinghuan got up happily, she held the hairpin flower Xiaokai written by Jiang Wan in one hand, and ran out with her own work in the other.