"Xiaochan sharpens ink for Miss."

Huo Junyao nodded, stood in front of the table, thinking about what should I write? The brain is racing through the memories of his past life.

Don't look at her previous life, she was an engineering student, but she was a full scholar, and she dabbled in a lot of things, including calligraphy.

Of course, it was just a hobby, but at that time, she felt that calligraphy could calm her mind, and whenever she was irritable and couldn't study carefully, she would turn things out and write calligraphy.

Her favorite writing is regular script thin gold body, very styled, and good-looking, she herself does not know how to appreciate calligraphy, nor can she figure out the artistic conception of calligraphy.

Just an amateur after all.

However, copying calligraphy is still possible, although amateurish, but her brush characters, especially the thin gold body of regular script, are still well written.

"Miss, it's alright."

Xiaochan stepped aside.

"Well, thank you."

Huo Junyao raised her hand and rolled up her sleeves, dipped her pen in ink, just now she had already thought of what to write.

I saw her brush a little bit, and soon a poem written by Lord Shixian jumped on the paper.

"An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, making me unhappy?"

Xiaochan on the side read it word by word.

There is only one sentence, of course, it is not that Huo Junyao can't memorize it, but she thinks this sentence is the most suitable.

"Are you still literate?"

Huo Junyao put down the brush, admiring the first calligraphy she had come to this world, and asked with a smile.

"Well, the slave's mother knows how to read, and the slave learned from her."

Xiaochan's full name is Lin Xiaochan, and she is the son of the Jiguo Mansion, and her parents are both slaves of the Jiguo Mansion.

After her mother was a criminal official of the previous dynasty, after the fall of the previous dynasty, her mother entered the Jiguo Mansion to work, and because she was literate, she went to serve by the eldest princess of Ningyang.

Later, the eldest princess of Ningyang was the master, and Xu was married to the son of the housekeeper of the Jiguo Mansion, and the husband and wife were affectionate and had a son and a daughter.

Xiaochan's brother is called Lin Yi, and he is currently serving by Huo Junyao's second brother's side.

"Miss, your handwriting is so beautiful."

Huo Junyao smiled and nodded, today's state is not bad, the handwriting is really beautiful, and the most common thing she copied in her previous life was Song Huizong's thin gold calligraphy.

Although the heat is much worse, she feels that there are still one or two centometers.

"When the ink is dry, you take it to my second brother, and say that this is my parting gift to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

As soon as she heard this, Xiaochan's little brows immediately furrowed.

"Why did the young lady give him a gift? He's done that to you. ”

Hearing this, Huo Junyao just smiled and didn't explain much, just asked Xiaochan to remember to send it over.

Although this is still a gift to the prince, it is not intended to be given to the prince.

She believes that with her second brother's cleverness, she can understand what she really means when she sees this picture.

After a while, the ink dried, Xiaochan carefully put it away, and was about to go out when Huo Junyao's voice sounded again.

"By the way, tell my second brother that this painting will be sent over after I leave tomorrow."

Xiaochan nodded in response, and then walked out of the courtyard.

It didn't take long to arrive at the gate of Huo Jinyan's courtyard.

"Brother, brother, come out for a while."

At the gate of the courtyard, she looked inside, and happened to see her eldest brother Lin Yi, and hurriedly greeted her.

As a slave, she didn't dare to enter the courtyard of the prince at will.

Lin Yi is a relatively honest-looking teenager, hearing his sister's greeting, he frowned slightly, hurriedly walked over, and opened his mouth in a reproachful tone.

"This is the courtyard of the prince, not a place for you to come, hurry up."

"No, it's the third lady, let me come over and deliver something to the prince."

Xiaochan hurriedly explained.

Hearing her words, the blame on Lin Yi's face dissipated and he nodded; "Then you wait here for a while, and I'll report to the prince."

In the study, Huo Jinyan was also thinking about what the future should be, and what kind of method he should use to get justice for his little sister and the Ji Guo Mansion.

Hearing Lin Yi's report, he was slightly stunned, and hurriedly stood up and walked out.

The little sister actually sent him something, and he was really curious about what it was.

"I remember you, your name is Xiaochan, and you are Lin Yi's sister."

Out of the study, when he saw Xiaochan standing at the gate of the courtyard, Huo Jinyan showed a warm smile on his face.

"You're serving by my sister's side?"

"Returning to the prince, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess will be valued, and arrange for the slave maid to go to the third lady to be a personal maid."

Hearing this, Huo Jinyan nodded and continued; "Very good, you just said that my little sister asked you to come and send me something?"

"Well, the young lady wrote a pair of words and asked the slave to send it to the prince."

As she spoke, she hurriedly put the words she had put away with both hands.

This time, Huo Jinyan was even more surprised, and unconsciously asked; "My little sister is still literate?"

He is very aware of Huo Junyao's life in the past ten years, in the Yu Dynasty, not just anyone can read and write, many families, several generations can not produce a scholar.

And the small mountain village where Huo Junyao lived in the past, the village chief barely knew some words.

So she was actually literate and could write, which surprised Huo Jinyan.

"The slave also found out today, and the young lady's handwriting is very beautiful."

"Oh? That's going to have to take a look. ”

Huo Jinyan is a serious scholar, and if he is placed in an ordinary family, he will naturally participate in the imperial examination, but he is the prince of the Duke of Jiguo, and he can enter the court without the imperial examination.

No, he now has an idle official position on the side of the Hanlin Academy, and he only needs to mix it up for a few years before he can continue to rise.

Lin Yi hurriedly stepped forward to help and unfolded the paper with Xiaochan.

Hiss!

The moment he saw the words, Huo Jinyan gasped.

It's beautiful, it's so beautiful, he's seen a lot of calligraphy in his life, and even he writes well.

But ask yourself, there is still a gap between his handwriting and what Huo Junyao wrote in front of him.

Especially this never-before-seen font, it's very thin and graceful, and it's excellent.

After a while, Huo Jinyan came back to his senses and asked in disbelief; "Is this really my little sister writing this?"

"Yes, while the young lady is writing, the slave is watching from the side."

Seeing that Shi Ziye was so surprised, Xiaochan also knew that the word "Miss Family" must be written very well, and she was a little proud for no reason.

"Amazing, good, little sister is really unexpected."

"It's just that the words are good, but the content is..."

Although this content looks very good, he can't figure it out, why would he write such content if his little sister wants to give him words?

"Miss said, let the slave maid send it to the prince, and said that this is her parting gift to His Royal Highness the Prince."

"He also said that let the prince wait until tomorrow after she leaves, and then send it over."

"For the Prince?"

Huo Jinyan was stunned, and suddenly felt a little pantothenic acid in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to say that the prince had treated her like this, and she was still thinking about giving him a parting gift.

But as soon as the words came to his mouth, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his head, and then he fell into deep thought.

After a while, he laughed, and the little sour in his heart had long since he didn't know where to go.