Chapter 423 (1/2)

”Oh.” Ye Zhiqiu understood and breathed a sigh of relief.

The old case of the Heng family said Xie Yu was responsible. Originally, the two of them had to meet each other.

But the third childe has been busy with Xie Heng these days, and ye Zhiqiu can't hurry him. Moreover, there are still many people in the place of the Ministry of punishment, so it's always inconvenient to go there.

But she didn't think that Xie Xuan would let her write a love letter in his room.

Let's talk about it.

I didn't dare to think before.

But ye Zhiqiu went to Xie Xuan's side and mentioned his used pen and rice paper. Instead, his mind was blank. He didn't know what to do?

Xie Xuan walked two steps away from her, turned over other books and glanced at her accidentally.

I found that the man raised his pen for a while and didn't write a word.

Ye Zhiqiu is still holding back.

Xie Yu suddenly asked, ”can't you read?”

”I......” Ye Zhiqiu looked back at the third childe and nodded for some reason. ”Yes, I don't read much. Why don't you teach me to write?”

Feiyun stronghold is so poor that she can't read... Well, it's reasonable.

But after she finished, she felt that Xie Xuan might hit her with a book.

So as soon as the boy raised his hand, ye Zhiqiu immediately stepped back, ”in fact...”

She only said two words, and Xie suddenly took her hand.

To be exact, it should be holding the pen she was holding, and the young man's cool fingertips inadvertently touched her.

Ye Zhiqiu was stiff.

Xie Xuan frowned and said, ”you say, I write.”

”What are you doing holding my hand?” Ye Zhiqiu regretted after asking.

It's rare for the third childe to be so close to her.

Xie Yu glanced at her coolly, ”my words are recognized by others.”

Ye Zhiqiu Leng didn't understand. Fortunately, his skin color was dark and he couldn't see his blush. He just had a much lower voice, ”then you...”

Xie Liang Liang said, ”if you move around again, no one will recognize what I write.”

Ye Zhiqiu stopped talking.

She doesn't want to shake her hands!

Ye Zhiqiu forced herself to calm down. Sentence by sentence, he sorted out what his adoptive father had said in his early years and dictated it to the third childe. Gradually, there was no smile on his face, only a positive face and full of anger.

For hundreds of years, the Heng family guarded Dayan and shed blood for him. He was sincere and inherited from generation to generation. He did not change his loyalty even if he brought great disasters to the Heng family.

The young man had a brilliant literary talent. Holding her hand, he wrote like flying. Unconsciously, a whole book was finished. It was almost dusk.

At the time of signing, Xie suddenly paused, ”leaf traceless?”

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, ”yes, traceless is the word my adoptive father took for me. The fallen leaves are traceless and the heart lasts forever... It means that even if our Heng family is overturned, it will not change the loyalty to the monarch and patriotic boxing.”

After she finished, Xie Xuan didn't speak for a long time.

In Dayan Dynasty, only men can write. At most, the daughter's family is a maiden's nickname, and ye Zhiqiu's adoptive father has always raised her as a teenager, took the word and took over the burden of the Heng family. It is destined to be different from the women whose parents love their husband and spoil her in this world.

After the boy left the rice paper, he put his hand back to his sleeve and went out of the window, four or five steps away from ye Zhiqiu.

She stopped writing, gently dried the ink on the paper and read the whole love letter from beginning to end.

Jinke is the first, and the top scholar's literary talent is not boastful. Unfortunately, after her hand, the handwriting is very scrawly.