Chapter 101 The Prince Is Very Sick 28

After she read the words above, she put the note into the sugar bag.

Then pick up the pastries on the table and go out.

Xiaohua whispered

"Host, do you want to help the eldest prince?"

"I don't want to help"

"But, host, according to the books Xiaohua has read, if you have no value, you are likely to be silenced."

Su Yan felt that it made sense, because she had read all the books Xiaohua had read.

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"Then I help him?"

After all, if you hold on to your life, you can continue the mission.

"But the Third Highness believes in you so much now. If he finds out that you are a meticulous work, it will be very sad."

"Then what?"

Su Yan was inexperienced, she seldom even lied, let alone a spy.

Xiaohua considered it carefully for a while

"Uh... do you want the host to forge a copy?"

As soon as the voice fell, one person and one system felt that this idea was a good idea. In this way, wouldn't it be possible to complete the task without making the third highness sad?

A meticulous novice, a system without actual combat experience, the dialogue between the two is like a mental retardation.

Su Yan returned to the dormitory and walked in with the plate of cakes in her arms.

Although Xuanyuan Yonghao said that he wanted to eat cakes every time, most of them entered Su Yan's stomach.

So much so that this time, Su Yan deliberately chose what she liked to eat.

When Su Yan came in, Xuanyuan Yonghao was practicing calligraphy.

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of a fatal problem

She can't write with a brush.

Can't write, how can I fake it? ?

So, he walked towards Xuanyuan Yonghao unconsciously, looking at the words he wrote.

It's beautiful and sharp.

Every stroke has a powerful edge, but at a glance it gives people a feeling of majesty.

She stood beside her and looked at it eagerly, she couldn't write.

Probably her eyes staring at the rice paper showed a rare emotion.

Xuanyuan Yonghao glanced at her and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"Do you recognize it?"

Su Yan nodded

"Su Yan"

Her soft voice read the words on the paper.

A light flashed in Xuanyuan Yonghao's eyes, and he wrote four more words from the side.

"How about these?"

"Xuanyuan Yonghao."

She read it out seriously, and after reading it, she felt a burning gaze staring at her, she raised her head and looked at him.

He looked at her for a long while before he spoke again

"Come here and write it to me."

Su Yan stood beside her and hesitated. She had never learned to calligraphy.

But... it should be about the same, right?

Thinking so, she put down the pastry in her hand and walked over.

He took the brush in his hand, and couldn't help but glance at him before writing.

Xuanyuan Yonghao was looking forward to it.

From the usual conversations, it can be seen that although this little maid is dumb, there is a little ink in her stomach.

She can understand some of the allusions he mentioned.

It can be seen that he has been taught by the teacher.

They say that words are like people.

He wanted to see if the words she wrote were the same as hers.

Waited for a while.

Su Yan finished writing her name very seriously.

As soon as I finished writing, there was laughter from the side.

Someone put his arms around her, resting his head on her shoulders, looking down at the crooked, dog-crawling font on the rice paper, smiling particularly happily.

Su Yan put down the brush and pinched the piece of rice paper, especially when comparing it with the characters next to it, it was really ugly.

She looked at her watery eyes, her cheeks a little red,

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"I can't write."

Xuanyuan Yonghao asked while smiling.

"Mr. Teacher only teaches you to read, but not to write?"