Your handwriting is too ugly, and if I write, the difference is too great. ”

The faint voice made Jiang Shu'er's smile stiffen slightly, she looked at Han Yu and glared angrily, "Then can't you write ugly points?" ”

Turning around and saying that she was ugly, she used to think he was a straight gut.

It turned out to be a sesame dumpling.

It looks white, but inside it is a black mass.

Qingchen squinted and smiled: "Okay, you just tease her, it really annoys her, I don't have a good life." ”

Han Yu sat down and didn't care.

Seeing that he didn't object anymore, Shu'er immediately diligently laid out paper for him and handed him a pen.

Qingchen looked a little dissatisfied, "Shu'er, who is your brother, why don't you see you being so good to me?" ”

Jiang Shu'er wrinkled her nose at him, raised her eyes and looked at Han Yu who didn't care, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Such careful thinking would not have been noticed by anyone, but Han Yu has been keen and observant since he was a child.

Yes, I did not hide it from him.

I can't tell you what it feels like, but it's not annoying.

Picking up the pen with his sleeve, Han Yu's eyes swept over the words on the stack of papers, and then he put pen to paper.

To Jiang Shu'er's surprise, the words written by Han Yu were seven or eight points similar to what she wrote.

"You, you're going to ......" she blinked with wide eyes, her eyes full of surprise.

Han Yu pursed the corners of his mouth, and his complexion was much gentler than usual.

He said lightly: "It's so ugly, it's really hard to write, but...... Not a big problem. ”

Jiang Shu'er's admiration rose slightly in her heart, and she was not left at all when he said such a sentence.

With a snort, she also picked up her pen and began to write silently.

After copying it for so many days, she could carry it just by her back.

Just a few pieces of paper, Jiang Qingchen was already impatient, "What is the use of this thing, I really don't know if the predecessors made these things to be full." ”

Not to mention the current dynasty, even the previous dynasty may not have a few women like this.

"How much more? How many days can you finish copying? He asked, frowning, writing and writing.

"Eighty more times, and I don't know when I'll finish copying them."

When the words fell, Han Yu and Qingchen both paused, "Eighty times? You've copied it 20 times these days? ”

Jiang Shu'er shrank her head, and Rong Lan Meishu sighed, "Most of the young ladies are lazy, even if they copy it, they can't look at it, so it's only that." ”

Rong Lan replied and glanced at the stack on the stone table.

Jiang Shu'er hesitated, "Rong Lan." ”

"Okay, good, don't talk about it."

"Alas, let's copy it quickly, the girl of the Lin family is going to leave the cabinet next month, don't you want to see the bride?"

Qingchen reminded.

Shu'er raised her eyes and looked, "Third Sister Lin? ”

"Hmm!"

"Didn't you say that the wedding date was postponed?"

"It's delayed, otherwise we should get married in May."

Jiang Shu'er nodded and looked at Han Yu, "Is the little prince going?" ”

Han Yu changed a piece of paper, and the tip of the pen paused slightly: "The palace friends are all from the second room. ”

"Second room?" Jiang Shu'er disagreed, "You have been out of filial piety since you were the year old, since you are the master of the palace, you should be the one to support the court." ”

It's good to make more friends, so that you don't have nothing to do in the future.

As if listening to her words, Han Yu bowed his head.

Jiang Qingchen was very surprised that his sister could say such a thing.

It seems that although you need to worry more about other things, at this point, your sister is still no worse than those ladies.

The three of them copied a few words as they spoke, and the garden was much more lively.

Seeing that the sky was full of clouds and lonely geese were flying, it was not early.

Jiang Shu'er pursed the corners of her lips, smiled, and turned her eyes on the two opposites.

One is like a Zhilan jade tree, and the other is like frost and snow.

When he is a teenager, he has a touching demeanor and high spirits.

After closing the pen, Han Yu raised his eyes, and unexpectedly bumped into the person who was holding his chin, his eyes were shining, and he was looking at him like water.

He stagnated, for a long time, lowered his eyes, and was restrained and restrained for no reason.

Jiang Shu'er realized what she was doing, and hurriedly turned her face away, and happened to run into Jiang Qingchen putting her pen away, "It's really boring, if I copy it a hundred times, I'm afraid I'm going crazy." ”

"It's crazy enough that my brother doesn't copy it."

"Shu'er, are you so right to the brother who copied "The Female Rule" for you for so long?"

Qingchen squinted at her, Jiang Shu'er puffed out her mouth, and her cheeks were a little red, "Okay, okay, I'll go and order the kitchen to make you something to eat tonight." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Han Yu again, "The little prince also stays for dinner, the river fresh food sent from the house in the past few days tastes very good." ”

Han Yu bowed, "Then disturb." ”

Jiang Qingchen was puzzled, looked at Jiang Shu'er, who got up and left in a hurry with the plum tree, touched his chin and said, "Is Shu'er too enthusiastic today?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Rong Lan, who was packing up his pen and paper.

The latter paused, glanced at Han Yu vaguely, and said, "The Seventh Young Master and the Little Lord helped the young lady copy so many copies of the "Women's Rule", and the young lady is naturally happy, and it is understandable to want to thank the young master and the little prince. ”

Qingchen nodded, it made sense.

For her seventh young master's confused appearance, Rong Lan sighed in her heart.

She and Mei Shu are both people who serve Jiang Shu'er closely, where can they not detect their master's thoughts?

It's just that the master's business, they don't dare to talk too much as a maid, and they still have to find out by themselves.

But the person in front of him is obviously not very reliable in this matter.

It was getting late, and it was already the time to hold the lamp, so Jiang Wuye and his wife took Jiang Xiuchen, who was blushing, back to the house, and when they were ready to change their clothes, Qingchen and a few people had been waiting in the hall for a while.

After they saw the ceremony, Changle looked at Jiang Shu'er, "How much did you copy today?" ”

"Copied it...... Ten times. Jiang Shu'er replied.

Changle estimated it, let her go for the time being, and asked the other two, "How is the drill in the camp, can there be judgment?" Are you hurt? ”

"If I go back to my mother, my son has benefited a lot from the drill in the past few days, and my uncles said that I have grown a lot, and I have never been injured, and everything is fine."

Changle bowed his head and looked at Han Yu again, "What about you?" ”

"Thank you princess for your concern, Qingchen is right, everything is fine."

After asking the two of them, she stopped talking.

Jiang Wuye looked at the two of them with a smile, "After finishing the meal, you go to my study to talk about the drill." ”

"Yes." The two of them went down together.

Seeing that they finished speaking, Jiang Shuer held her sister and said, "Daddy, can you set the meal?" I'm hungry. ”

Changle glared at her, but said dotingly: "Look at your greed, staring at those river freshness all day long, beware of stomach trouble if you eat too much." ”

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the kitchen is done well, so there will be no such negligence."

When the group arrived at the flower hall, the maids were responsible for passing the rice, and after cleaning their hands, Jiang Shuer couldn't wait to clip a fat river shrimp.

Han Yu sat opposite her, sitting with Qingchen, only to see Jiang Shu'er's fingertips in his eyes were pink and tender, ten fingers were slender, and after peeling the shrimp, he took a sip of the soup on his fingertips.

In his eyes, he saw that the pink cloves in the other party's mouth were also clearly visible.

Unconsciously, the roots of the ears turned red.

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