Rong Jingchen slowly walked into the hall.

A black robe can't hide his outstanding appearance.

In his bones, he exudes the momentum of a king in the world.

The demon's facial features are angular and lined, and his eyes are sharp and deep, and he can't help but feel that he gives the people present a sense of oppression.

Feng Yueli was not as scared of him as she was when she first entered the palace yesterday.

Her tone was very ordinary, but it was so faint that it made him feel as if he couldn't reach her.

Rong Jingchen walked in and took a hairpin from Xia Yue's tray.

The hairpin is green all over, and the hairpin body is carved with a lifelike colorful phoenix.

A snow lotus bloomed quietly on the hairpin, and there was a lotus-like pendant.

Elegant and dusty.

He placed the hairpin in her inky hair, moving extremely carefully and gently.

Feng Yueli stroked the hairpin on her head: "This ......"

Rong Jingchen's lips swept a light smile: "This hairpin is suitable for you, I picked a morning this morning."

Yue Ke threw the plate in his hand on the desk, and muttered in a dissatisfied voice: "The master picked a morning today, and his vision is very high, just to win Miss Zhou's smile."

Rong Jingchen's eyes all fell on Feng Yueli's body.

Xia Yue went to the dormitory to get a bronze mirror.

The phoenix moon glass skin in the bronze mirror is like clotted fat, her appearance is beautiful, and her cold eyes are light.

The hairpin on her head is like the finishing touch, which makes her look very good.

The hairpins that Si Xueyi bought for her before had never looked so good.

There was a slight joy on her face, and the corners of her mouth swept a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Rong Jingchen looked at the calligraphy on the table: "Are you going to practice calligraphy?"

Feng Yueli was stunned and nodded slightly: "Yes, I asked Xia Yue to prepare last night."

Her handwriting, whether before or after amnesia, is always extremely unsightly.

This time I suddenly want to practice calligraphy, are you really determined to practice calligraphy?

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you write a few words for me to see?"

Feng Yueli picked up the pen next to her, leaned over and sat down, and wrote a few words on the paper.

Rong Jingchen almost didn't collapse, and almost laughed out loud: "Is this kind of word also a word?"

Feng Yueli was puzzled: "Isn't it a word?"

She felt that she could write well enough.

Why did he laugh at her?

She looked carefully at the words written on her paper again: "I don't think there's a problem......"

Yue Ke hurriedly picked up the rice paper on the table: "Miss Zhou, your handwriting should indeed be practiced, you have never seen the emperor's handwriting, in the entire South China Continent, but it is one of the best."

Feng Yueli was angry with Yue Ke's words.

Even if she doesn't write well, they can't pretend to say that it's good-looking.

She put down the pen in her hand and said angrily: "If you don't write, you won't practice in the future."

Rong Jingchen was rarely amused by her: "If you continue to do this, I'm afraid that I will be laughed at when I take you out in the future."

Yueli was inadvertently warmed by Rong Jingchen's words.

She paused: "Then I'll practice again?" I don't allow anyone to disturb me when I practice calligraphy. ”

She was trying to drive him out of the Yikun Palace.

He said helplessly: "You don't have the guts, but it's quite a bit, you just lost your temper with me, okay, then I went out first, and then came back to check in the evening."

Feng Yueli didn't pay attention to him, but practiced calligraphy seriously.

She looked like a child just now.

Rong Jingchen walked out of the Yikun Hall and stopped.

The palace people in the back are not leaving.

Yue Ke couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with the emperor?"

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