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However, Mu Qianyu's situation was different from the others, she was not born into poverty, after all she was still a young lady of Minister Mansion, and was only involved in internal strife, so she was forced to wander around, and thus she did not have the chance to learn anything that a young noble family should know.

Mu Qianyu nodded her head.

Not to mention being persecuted by Minister Mansion people in this life, wandering the martial arts world, no one taught her how to use the zither and painting.

Even in her previous life, she had only gone through nine years of compulsory education with the help of an orphanage.

He was then thrown out to seek his own livelihood.

However, after living in the modern era for so long, the knowledge and culture of ancient times weren't that bad after all.

It was just that the calligraphy brush was too difficult to write and Mu Qianyu was simply unable to grasp it.

Thus, she felt that her two hands were more suitable to hold the whip.

Xiao Chengyi laughed and did not speak. He spread out a piece of paper, studied the ink, and picked up a brush.

Curious, Mu Qianyu walked to the side of the table and sat down. Without saying a word, he tilted her head and watched Xiao Chengyi draw.

The brush in his hand seemed to have magical powers. With just a few light strokes, he had already outlined the outline of the Water Immortal.

In less than half an incense's time, a budding Narcissus appeared on the paper.

It was a very ordinary Water Immortal. It was tiny, with only a single bud that had yet to bloom. It looked up, as if it had been working hard all this time.

"Why is it an unbloomed flower?"

Mu Qianyu blinked her eyes. Isn't it better to see flowers blooming?

"You are like this Water Immortal. You have not truly grown up yet. However, as long as you work hard, you will eventually see sunlight."

Xiao Chengyi laughed as he pushed the flower in his hand to her.

He suddenly had the feeling that she was actually the Water Immortal that had yet to open up.

A small flower struggled in the darkness, trying its best to raise its head to look at the sunlight.

Although it had yet to open, the flower bud had been trying hard to grow.

He believed that one day she would have the most beautiful flowers, facing the sun.

Mu Qianyu scratched her head, her gaze fixated on the Water Immortal that stood in front of him.

Such a small flower, alone, although desolate, but still tenacious.

Was she that flower? He said that he would always see the sunlight, but where was her sunlight?

She had once thought that the Blue Court was the most beautiful sunlight in her life, but it was only at the end that she realized that she had always lived in darkness and that the sunlight would never illuminate her.

In this life, she was already used to walking in the dark. If she suddenly struggled out of the darkness, she might not be used to it.

"Can you write your name?"

Xiao Chengyi asked gently with a faint smile.

It was just a question, and there wasn't the slightest hint of sarcasm in it.

A daughter of a noble family at her age had long cultivated to the level of a human, so how could she not be proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting?

"Yes."

Unknowingly, Mu Qianyu had already let go of all her vigilance. In front of Xiao Chengyi now, she was completely like a pure and transparent child, who didn't understand anything.

She lightly nodded her head. She could write, but it would be fine if she used a pen. However, if she used a brush …

Although she had lived here for ten years, she had never written a single word.

Even so, she still took the brush from Xiao Chengyi's hands and wrote the words' Mu Qianyu 'beside the Water Immortal.

The originally good painting of the Water Immortal was instantly ruined by the three words' deformed '.

Looking at the three words on the painting, Prince Li indeed couldn't bear to look straight at it.

The servants in his residence were probably a thousand times better than what she had written.

"That's what I'll write."

Seeing Xiao Chengyi's surprised gaze, Mu Qianyu threw down her brush, as if she was a dead pig unafraid of being roasted in water.

Her angry and stubborn appearance did not resemble the cold and heartless her at all. On the contrary, it had added a tinge of liveliness to it.

She was much more beautiful than before.

"Come."

Xiao Chengyi took the brush and then the painting, and raised it up towards Mu Qianyu: "I will teach you."

"Huh?"

Mu Qianyu was stunned, and looked at him in disbelief.

Strange, why didn't he laugh at himself?

Without waiting for her response, Xiao Chengyi had already reached out and grabbed her hand.

Although she wore his robe, her palms were still not warm.

His large, warm hands tightly gripped her small, ice-cold hand. In just a moment, he had already passed his warmth to her.

Mu Qianyu was completely stunned, she did not resist, and did not know what to do.

While her mind was in a mess, he had already stuffed the pen back into her hand, holding her hand and teaching her how to write.

The two of them were extremely far apart, to the point that she could even smell the light mint fragrance on his body.

He didn't know if it was because he had used mint spices to soak his clothes, but the refreshing feeling made him feel very comfortable.

His hand was firm and strong as he held her small hand and wrote, one by one, on it.

In a short while, the words' Mu Qianyu 'were written in a different way.

Compared to the crooked words just now, these clean and tidy words were in stark contrast.

Mu Qianyu raised her head and met his eyes that were filled with a golden radiance, as if he was talking about that ray of sunshine.

The little daffodil was trying hard to grow toward the sun.

"So beautiful."

After a long while, she lowered her head to look at the words she had just written and praised in a childish tone.

This was the first time someone had taught her to write.

She pursed her lips in delight.

That bright and beautiful but fleeting smile was keenly captured by him.

As she thought about it, her smile turned out to be so beautiful.

He had only seen her sneer before, and it seemed to be the first time he had seen such a pleasant smile.

Unfortunately, it was too short.

When the sun was bright enough, Xiao Chengyi was teaching Mu Qianyu how to draw plum blossoms.

Although Mu Qianyu tried to draw a plum blossom herself.

But when Prince Li saw that ball of black paper, he decisively gave up on the idea of writing.

Even if the painting was placed in front of the deity, he wouldn't be able to recognize that it was a Plum Blossom …

"The prince's mansion has plum blossoms, you can go take a look when you have free time."

Xiao Chengyi lowered his head and held her hand, grinding and painting bit by bit.

Mu Qianyu's eyes lit up a little.

So there were actually plum blossoms planted in the palace, but she didn't discover them. She was going to take a look.

While the two of them were concentrating on painting, there was a sound outside.

"Prince Jin, what if our Duke and Lady Mu still haven't woken up? What if we enter so early?"

Sui Yang's cautious voice that also carried the meaning of gossip slowly came over from outside the house.

Mu Qianyu and Xiao Chengyi looked at each other, then turned their faces to no longer look at each other.

As for Mu Qianyu's delicate little face, a hint of red had already dyed it with a beautiful blush.

"It would be better if he didn't wake up, in case he doesn't acknowledge what he did."

There was laziness and pride in Xiao Qi's voice.

Xiao Chengyi held onto Mu Qianyu's hand, and suddenly tightened his grip.

What did he do?

Mu Qianyu was also startled, her gaze turned to the ink stone on the table.

Since this old man was scheming against her, she definitely wouldn't let him off.

The two of them listened attentively to what was happening outside. However, they forgot that they were still in an extremely intimate position.