Mama Rong was dumbfounded, and her donkey face was stretched to the elder: "That's because the Overseer's wife has studied and gone to school, and the young lady doesn't know anything, so she can only work the female red." ”

Chu Yunyao threw aside the needle and thread in her hand, "Can't you learn, Mama just taught me, is it possible that Mama can't know how to read, so she can only teach me to be a female celebrity?" ”

Mama Rong sulked in her heart, but she was embarrassed to say that she was illiterate.

went to the side hall, took out a book from the baggage, set up the paper and pen, and looked at Chu Yunyao with sarcastic eyes, "This book was asked by the Overseer's wife to bring it to you."

When the Overseer's health is better, you and the young marshal will return to the Overseer's Mansion, and the Overseer's wife will test you, so you can trace it yourself. ”

Writing calligraphy is much easier than embroidering, Chu Yunyao didn't say a word, sat on the stool, held the brush, and looked at the contents of the book.

Very ancient, a book of poetry.

When she was in elementary school, she was able to memorize it, Chu Yunyao flipped through it, threw the book aside, picked up the brush and began to practice calligraphy.

Practicing calligraphy can calm the mind and refresh the mind.

Since she had a skin-to-skin kiss with Mo Lingyuan in the hot spring pool last night, she has been restless all day.

Chu Yunyao stared at the paper in a daze for a moment, until a drop of ink dripped on the paper.

Her small, slender and soft hands were grasped by a warm calloused hand.

The cold fragrance on the man's body came to her face, enveloping her whole person.

Chu Yunyao looked up, and saw Mo Lingyuan half-arched, and that handsome face pressed towards her.

"The posture of holding the pen is good, but these words are not suitable for beginners, pick a few simple points to practice first." Mo Lingyuan couldn't help but say, held her hand, and wrote three words: Chu Yunyao.

Mo Lingyuan changed a blank piece of paper, and then held her hand and wrote three other big characters: Mo Lingyuan.

After writing, he threw the brush aside, pointed to the words on it and said, "This is my name and you, just write these six words first." ”

Chu Yunyao looked confused, and looked at him with a pair of dark eyes full of confusion.

Shouldn't this man have kicked himself out of the house or tortured himself severely?

Why do you act like you're fine, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

Mama Rong looked at the movements of the two, seemingly intimate, and with inexplicable alienation, could it be that Chu Yunyao proposed to give the young marshal a concubine this morning to please the young marshal and successfully attracted the young marshal's attention?

Mama Rong asked unwillingly: "Does the young marshal think that the old slave is not good at teaching, and plans to teach the young lady with his own hands?" ”

Mo Lingyuan was noncommittal, and only said: "The current school has long used a brush to practice calligraphy, and they all use a pen to practice calligraphy, which is more convenient for beginners."

I happen to have a brand new fountain pen in my study, and someone will bring it to you later. ”

Chu Yunyao rubbed her pinched fingers, took a few steps back to distance the two, and asked, "The young marshal came to Mochiyue Pavilion in person, what's the matter?" ”

If she has nothing to do, she doesn't believe that Mo Lingyuan is idle.

Mo Lingyuan's eyes narrowed, straightened his waist, and said: "I heard that Madame is going to give me a concubine, and she will personally go to the kitchen to cook for me, Madame is so virtuous and virtuous, considerate and generous, Ben Shuai is very grateful, and plans to personally accompany Madame back to her parents' house tomorrow." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to your mother's house." Mo Lingyuan looked at her fixedly, his gaze was like a dense net, covering her, "My wife just got married, can't she even forget where her mother's family is?" ”