The capital, the palace of King Xi.

Luo Fanyan stared at Xie Jinxian and wrote a new letter of divorce, and pressed the handprint with him, and then under the joint witness of Luo Enhan and Luo Enxiao, Xie Jinxian took out a silver ticket of 800,000 taels and handed it to Luo Fanyan.

"You should return the original note to the king." Xie Jinxian looked at her with a wistful expression and said.

Luo Fanyan handed the silver ticket to his little brother, and then sighed: "I'm sorry, the note has long been burned into ashes in the fire, so I will write you a receipt today, and you and I will pay for both the money and the goods." ”

After speaking, she changed her left hand to hold Xie Jinxian's right hand, then lifted the pen and paused there.

"What, you want to go back?" Xie Jinxian sneered, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

didn't think about it, but Luo Fanyan straightened up and handed over the pen: "I'm ugly, you can write it." ”

"Ridiculous, this king wrote a receipt to this king, so what is the use of this receipt?"

Xie Jinxian really couldn't bear it anymore.

Ever since he became the Lord of Bonds, he felt that nothing in this world was going well.

This made Xie Jinxian really annoyed.

"I can write, but you are not allowed to laugh at my ugly words." Luo Fanyan pursed his lips.

The original owner's handwriting is not good-looking, and she has never learned calligraphy since she was a child.

And the original owner didn't like to read when she was a child, Mrs. Xinyue sent her to live in Hedong Sima for a period of time in order to persuade her to study, thinking that she could be a little eager to learn in that environment, but she didn't expect the original owner to become more and more tired of learning.

And in this era, Luo Fanyan really can't write a lot of words......

"That's it!" Luo Fan brushed a few strokes for a while, put down the pen and read the receipt seriously.

Although, the words are not as beautiful as Xie Jinxian's, but they are not so ugly that they can't be seen.

"Ugly." Xie Jinxian commented coldly.

"I said, don't laugh at me!" Luo Fanyan glared at him warningly.

"Three out of ten words are wrong." Xie Jinxian took the receipt from his hand, only used the pen in his left hand, circled seven or eight typos in one breath, and then used his extremely chic font to correct a typo next to her.

"You ......" Luo Fanyan felt a little pain in her face.

She pulled the receipt back: "The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, who can understand what you write, can't they be horizontal and vertical?" Earthworm font! Unsightly! ”

With that, she slapped the receipt on the table, pulled a blank piece of paper, and planned to copy it.

Unexpectedly, Xie Jinxian took the receipt again and snatched the pen from her hand again.

This time, I really wrote those typos horizontally and vertically again.

Then, he looked at Luo Fanyan with a pen, and raised his eyebrows: "Will you copy it?" ”

Luo Fanyan felt that his face was hotter, and grabbed the pen: "Rory, let's go!" There is no point of debtor consciousness! ”

"If the money and goods are lost, you and I will have no creditor's rights, and this king does not need this consciousness." Xie Jinxian was still holding Luo Fanyan's hand with one hand, and touched his chin with the other hand, which was very chic.

After re-transcribing it, Luo Fanyan took the lead in pressing his handprint on it, and then patted Xie Jinxian's chest: "Sign it!" ”

Xie Jinxian looked at her arrogant appearance, and only felt that a wave of anger rushed to his head repeatedly.

"Are you so eager to draw a line with this king?" He couldn't help but ask through gritting his back molars.

When Luo Fanyan heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? Who wants to be around someone who wants my life all day? I'm not an old birthday boy who hanged himself and hated his life. ”

Hearing this, Xie Jinxian took a deep breath and said, "This king said that everything in the past can be changed by this king!" ”

"I firmly believe that the nature of the country is easy to change," Luo Fanyan looked at him with a smile: "There is also a rough saying that says. ”

"Dogs can't change their!"