The sound was neither loud nor small, and it made her ears tingle.

He was embarrassed to say it.

"Lord Song is so ashamed." She propped up the table and was about to get up, but found that she underestimated the man's strength every time.

He obviously just gently put one arm around her waist, but she couldn't push it away even with all her might, no wonder her brother would be thrown out at once.

Song Chengxuan said: "Isn't the person who talked about this incident Qinghuan you?" ”

Song Chengxuan's voice was indifferent, as if it was not mixed with any emotions.

For some reason, she remembered Song Hou in her previous life, she was always cold in front of people, as if she was indifferent to everything, and now that she thinks about it, maybe it's all a deceptive illusion, and he doesn't know what he is thinking about behind his back.

Just like now, while speaking righteously, while refusing to let go of her, she has never seen such a person.

"Now that I'm done," Xu Qinghuan said and pushed him again, "Lord Song continues to handle official business, and I should leave too." ”

"Don't move," Song Chengxuan lowered his voice, "Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, and she suddenly felt like she was on pins and needles, and she couldn't help blushing when she thought about it, and raised her eyes to look forward.

I don't know when Song Chengxuan has already lifted the pen, and on the table is an unfolding book, and the beginning has been written.

"Quanzhou recruits envoys, and Song Chengxuan plays ......"

With Song Chengxuan's official position, he can't directly present the recital to the emperor, unless it is explained by the imperial court, and the main general of this battle is invited to play together, then it also reveals a news that the main will be rewarded by the imperial court.

Song Chengxuan's "unimaginable consequences" was obviously referring to the fact that the brush in his hand would accidentally stain the fold.

In that case, he should put the pen down.

But it seems that Song Chengxuan didn't mean this, but dipped himself in ink and continued to write on the fold.

Xu Qinghuan didn't dare to move anymore, so he could only watch him write meticulously, hoping that he would finish writing soon, but Song Chengxuan's words were writing more and more slowly, just like embroidering flowers under her lamp, it was not enough to spend a whole day on it.

Song Hou Rili looked like she hadn't seen it, he could deal with it even with his eyes closed, Xu Qinghuan frowned, and he couldn't wait to splash all the ink on him immediately and make him pretend.

I was thinking sullenly in my heart, my eyes fell on the music, and when I saw Song Chengxuan's words, my eyebrows curled slightly.

In her previous life, she had heard that Song Hou's words were unsightly, and many courtiers who swallowed their anger in front of Song Hou privately scolded him for being a traitor and a martial artist, and even the handwriting of the boy with a hanging bun was much better than his. The emperor couldn't help frowning every time he read his recitals, if he didn't know the shortcomings of Song Hou's writing, and when he was suspicious of contempt, he never regarded the emperor as a king, for the sake of decency, Song Hou's later recitals were written by his subordinates or family stewards.

At the palace banquet, she had seen him inscribe on the screen after drinking, but she only felt that the cursive script was still eye-catching, and she did not look at it carefully.

Now looking at the words in front of him with his own eyes, he looks like two villains fighting, and he doesn't like words, Xu Qinghuan knows that he has a lot of tricks, and he really shouldn't be caught by him, waiting for him to finish writing the recital, everything is over, but he still can't help laughing when he sees this.

"Why are you laughing?" Song Chengxuan's voice was a little cold.

Sure enough, he couldn't rub the sand in his eyes.

The man's words are his face, she has no intention of embarrassing him, Xu Qinghuan said: "Lord Song's words are very powerful, I just think of the scene when my father let our brothers and sisters practice calligraphy, and I laughed." ”

Song Chengxuan said: "Do you think my words are not ugly?" ”

"It's not ugly." Xu Qinghuan said against his will.

"Didn't lie?"

"Why should I lie about it?"

Lord Song naturally doesn't dislike her own words, and she is always right when she says this.

Song Chengxuan narrowed his eyes: "So Fang Cai is not laughing at me." ”

"Not really." If he lied, he had to continue talking, although it was a little difficult to say, but he wrote the words like this, and he couldn't really argue with her to get a result, especially a good-faced person like Lord Song...... She would never admit that her words were ugly, so she didn't worry about being exposed.

"Mr. Xixi, who Hou Ye invited, must be good," Song Chengxuan said, "Why don't you tell me where this character is written?" As long as it makes sense, I believe you. ”

Xu Qinghuan only felt that her hand was caught, and then turned over, she didn't know what he was going to do, and the cool brush tip fell into her palm.

The tip of the pen scratched lightly, a little itchy, and the hand holding her was very hot.

She was a little panicked in her heart, and waited with bated breath for him to finish writing, before she looked carefully, and Song Chengxuan wrote one in her palm: Xuan.

It is a serious pavilion style, and the font looks beautiful and elegant.

Xu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he wrote the word "Huan" next to the word "Xuan", this time it was no longer in the pavilion style, it was less elegant, full of strength, and it looked magnificent, and the words written on the fold were very different, naturally not like two villains fighting.

"Aren't you laughing at me? Is that really good-written? Song Chengxuan's voice became a little deeper.

Feeling his breath gradually approaching, Xu Qinghuan closed her eyes, and she was really cocooned: "Lord Song's words are really good, I admire ...... from the bottom of my heart."

She pursed her lips and emphasized, "This time it's true." ”

Xu Qinghuan heard that his voice was no longer so clear, but with a bit of tactful begging for mercy, why was he so embarrassed every time he got along with him.

"The rice is cold, and I finally made it." At the critical moment, she hoped that Lord Song was already hungry and couldn't resist the temptation of food.

As soon as the words fell, Xu Qinghuan only felt that his body turned, and his eyes had become the top of the military tent.

"I'm a little hungry."

Hearing Song Chengxuan's words, she was a little panicked for some reason, stretched out her hand to help the table, but when she struggled, she fell into the inkstone, and Xu Qinghuan immediately smelled a scent of ink.

The official document was splashed with ink and dirty.

There seemed to be footsteps approaching outside, Xu Qinghuan hurriedly stood up, Song Chengxuan looked at her with a deep gaze, and did not look at those documents, but looked at her quietly.

It made her even more flustered.

"Lord Song, go clean up," Xu Qinghuan said, "It should be too late to cut off the lining paper on that fold and rewrite it now." ”

Her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were a little shy and flustered, but she urged him to get up and leave, which was really ruthless.

Xu Qinghuan looked at the mess on the table, I am afraid that many documents will have to be rewritten, she came to deliver food to help, but not to make trouble.

"Otherwise," Xu Qinghuan looked at the food box with a weak heart, "You eat first, and I'll help you clean it up." ”