Spring is not over yet, and things are coming.

Qing Huan heard earlier that the prince was not asking to marry Han Shuang. General Qin turned to the emperor and gave Han Shuang and the Qin family a marriage. The wedding is scheduled for the end of summer, which is also fast, and there are still three or four months to go.

Hearing the news, Qinghuan was also happy for Han Shuang, she was a lovely girl. You don't have to marry into the deep palace, maybe you can still retain that innocence.

Li Yan has been very free since the beginning of spring, and often takes Qinghuan out of the house to play, and travels all over the capital.

Occasionally, Qinghuan pretended to be a son and went out to play with Li Yan. Sometimes after a day of playing, Qinghuan himself is tired, Li Yan has no complaints, he is always smiling, and his speech is gentle and gentle, which makes people feel good.

During this time of getting along, Qing Huan regarded him more and more as a friend, and Li Yan no longer seemed to be so repulsive to people thousands of miles away, but Qing Huan was not sure.

During the days of staying in the house, Qinghuan also found something to do.

Li Yan hired a master for her and taught her to practice calligraphy. has a lot of time, and Qinghuan is spent practicing calligraphy.

In the past, she couldn't write calligraphy, and she wrote crookedly. Since there are such convenient conditions, isn't it easy to study?

She spent a lot of time practicing calligraphy diligently in the spring, and at night too, sometimes Agu couldn't stand it, and persuaded her not to work so hard, this matter can be done slowly.

Qinghuan smiled and smiled, still doing his own thing. Of course, such hard work has paid off, and before the spring is over, Qing Huan will be able to write a beautiful little letter, and even the master is very pleased, and can't help but praise her.

The handwriting is very readable, and Qing Huan dares to pick up the pen everywhere to leave his name. On the table and chair in her room, she couldn't help but write a few words, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt good.

One day, Agu embroidered a handkerchief, and Qing Huan wanted to write something on it.

Ah Gu blocked it ineffectively, so he said helplessly: "The princess simply wrote it and sent it to the prince, thank the prince for inviting a master to teach you." ”

Qing Huan felt that what she said made sense, and saw that the handkerchief was embroidered with some gravel and a few grasses growing next to it. After pondering for a while, he took up the pen and wrote: Picking three beautiful flowers in the mountains, Shi Lei Lei is full of vines.

A few words play the best level of Qinghuan, and the handwriting is beautiful and fresh, which complements the scenery outlined by a few line segments next to it.

Ah Gu couldn't understand what she wrote, but he also felt that it looked good, so he boasted: "After the princess wrote it, it seemed to have charm." “

Qing Huan was very useful, a little fluttery, but said: "Dead girl, you will have a flamboyant tongue." But he smiled triumphantly.

Agu knew what her mentality was, and urged her to send it over quickly. Qing Huan picked up the handkerchief and went over.

It was time for lunch, and Qing Huan went over to have lunch. After eating, Qing Huan said in a good manner: "Lord Wang, please close your eyes." “

Li Yan didn't ask much, then closed his eyes, took out a handkerchief and put it on his hand.

Li Yan opened his eyes and saw this veil, picked it up and looked at it carefully, "The princess's female red still needs to be strengthened." “

Qing Huan pursed his lips: "I didn't embroider it." “

Li Yan laughed, "The embroidery is so good, of course I know that it wasn't embroidered by you." So let you strengthen the female red. “

Qing Huan was a little embarrassed, "The prince is off topic, how about looking at this word?" After speaking, he looked at him expectantly.

Li Yan looked at it hypocritically for a while, "Barely in the eye, it seems that the master has to teach for a while." ”

Qing Huan was a little unhappy after hearing this, and snorted, "I've been practicing day and night, so it's not reluctant." “

Li Yan laughed loudly, "Don't worry, princess. I don't like the truth," he said, and he wanted to pat Qinghuan's hand.

Qing Huan reacted quickly, got up and left. Leaving Li Yan alone, still smiling.

Qing Huan went back angrily and complained to Agu for a long time. Ah Gu couldn't listen to it anymore, and said, "The prince must be teasing the princess, how can the princess take it seriously?" ”

Qing Huan said: "If I give him something, shouldn't he encourage me?" ”

"The princess can joke with the princess, shouldn't the princess feel happy, at least the princess is no longer so outside."

As soon as Agu said this, Qing Huan reacted.

That's right, during this time, everyone got along naturally, and the relationship became closer than before, more like friends. Qing Huan wasn't sure before, but Ah Gu's words convinced her.

It's good to be friends. and he did not dwell on what he said.

Spring passed quietly and entered the beginning of summer. Life is not like a stable thing, Li Yan seems to have no troubles recently, and jokes with her from time to time, and the two get along more naturally.

Even when Qing Huan felt that the relationship between the two was the most comfortable, Qing Huan did not cross the line, but asked Li Yan anything. Friends are poetry to wine, and enjoy themselves in time.

One day at dusk, Li Yan took her to the small pavilion by the lake, and the two of them lay on the rocking chairs, listening to the frogs, listening to the birds, watching the dragonflies and the lotus, and feeling the breeze.

Several times Qing Huan fell asleep with a shake, and Agu said that it was brought back by the prince.

On weekdays, Li Yan is fine in the afternoon, and he will replace the master's work to teach her to practice calligraphy.

Qing Huan's style is delicate type, Li Yan is bold and magnanimous, he came to teach Qing Huan to practice calligraphy, and the Qing Huan is choked enough, the two can't get together in the style of writing, Li Yan also wants her to learn her own font.

Qing Huan wrote for a while, and then put the pen away angrily, "I can't write like you, why don't you write like me?" ”

"The style should be varied, you will only write one, and others will know that it is you at a glance."

Qing Huan laughed angrily and said, "I know what's wrong, I'll take a look at your changes." “

Li Yan picked up the pen and wrote a few words, which were exactly the same as Qing Huan's handwriting, and she was stunned.

"How?"

Qing Huan saw his smug appearance, so he sighed, "You must have practiced these words secretly." “

Li Yan didn't refute either, picked up the pen and wrote a few more, and Qing Huan was completely speechless.

"Okay, okay, I can't write it" Qing Huan was defeated.

Li Yan smiled with satisfaction and said, "Come and I'll teach you." Then he took her hand and taught her one stroke at a time.

After teaching for a few days, Qing Huan still wrote crookedly. He sprinkled his anger on Li Yan. "I can't write it, you don't teach it anymore." Qing Huan said angrily.

Li Yan patiently persuaded her: "You have to at least learn my handwriting, in case I need you to ghostwrite for me in the future?" ”

Qing Huan was so angry that he couldn't do it: "Why do you want me to ghostwrite for you, you find the master yourself." ”

"The master is not always there, but the princess is always there."

Qing Huan thought to himself, what crooked logic. I was unhappy, but I still had to continue practicing.

After a period of hard practice, Qing Huan felt that she had written a good job, and she wrote another one that day, and she was very satisfied, so she began to go to Li Yan.

Li Yan took a cursory glance and said, "I know that this is ghostwriting when I look at it like this, let alone look closely." ”

Qing Huan was not convinced, "What's not like it?" ”

Li Yan was not annoyed, and said with a smile, "Come, I'll show you." You look at the pen, and this hook, it's not the same as mine, and even the pen is not right here. Here's how I wrote........"

Qing Huan will feel a headache when he hears it, his left ear goes in and his right ear goes out, and he can't listen to it at all. Li Yan tapped her head lightly with a pen and said, "Listen carefully." ”

Qing Huan was helpless, so he could only endure his temperament and watch Li Yan's demonstration carefully.

After Li Yan finished speaking, Qing Huan was annoyed anymore. Seeing this, Li Yan knew that she didn't want to write anymore, so he said, "Let's go to the garden." How is it? ”

Qing Huan couldn't wait, nodded hurriedly, and went out happily. Li Yan shook his head with a smile behind him and followed.