Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 83 So what are you good at?
After Concubine Xian left, Nan Zhen got up, walked slowly to the table, reached out to touch the scroll, and stared at the flamboyant words on it for a long time.

She wanted to learn to appreciate it, but she couldn't think of any wonderful adjectives after searching her stomach, so she withdrew her hand embarrassingly.

Such elegant things are really not suitable for her.

As long as her handwriting is enough, she doesn't ask for anything else.

Although Xiao Rongxi was holding the memorial, she kept observing the expressions of the people around her. Seeing her look of thinking for a while, doubting for a while, and then relieved, she couldn't help being amused.

"What are you thinking about?"

Nan Zhen shook her head, "It's nothing."

Although she couldn't appreciate it, she felt that the handwriting style was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Seeing her staring seriously, Xiao Rongxi said, "Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. This is still half a sentence, do you want to try writing it?"

"No, no, no." Nan Zhen waved her hands again and again, she was too self-aware.

She is an expert at dancing with guns and swords; she is really average at writing.

If I took the next sentence seriously, it would be an insult to the previous sentence.

Xiao Rongxi ignored her refusal, and generously lent her his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked Xiao Guizi to pack a low table for her to play with.

Nan Zhen: "..."

I really appreciate you.

After finishing the arrangement, Xiao Guizi quietly left the room.

For a while, there were only two people left.

The chirping of the cicadas on the trees outside the courtyard seemed to be a little quieter, probably stuck down by the palace servants with spider webs.

Xiao Rongxi circled and commented on the booklet with vermilion, while Nan Zhen sat aside, bored, and finally picked up a pen and drew on the rice paper.

Hmm... this one is a bit longer.

The corners are thicker here.

Is this pen not very good, why do the written strokes always go to other places?

After spending a lot of effort, Nan Zhen only felt her wrists were sore, so she finished writing these three words.

Before he had time to wipe off the ink on his hands, a voice leaned down from above his head, with a bit of a smile, "It's ugly."

She was so focused that she didn't notice when Xiao Rongxi came to her side.

"..." Do you want to comment? Don't I know that my handwriting is ugly?
Nan Zhen's face was reddish, and she raised her hand to cover it, but her two hands were not enough compared to these three big characters, not only did she not cover it, but in exchange for a burst of laughter from the other party.

Quite happy.

"What are you laughing at, Your Majesty? I'm just not good at it." The voice was rare soft and eager.

Xiao Rongxi looked at her pinkish ears due to anger, and smiled, "It's okay, Mr. Bai's handwriting is difficult to imitate. Many people can only imitate five or six points after years of practice. You can do it for the first time... ...Some resemblance is not bad."

In the middle of the conversation, he thought about his language a little bit.

Naturally, Nan Zhen could hear the meaning of the pause, so she messed up what she had written and threw it under the table, "You don't need to comfort me, I won't feel inferior because of it.

Everyone has things they're good at and things they're not good at, I'm just a little bit different from everyone else. "

She doesn't compare her weaknesses with others' strengths.

"Then what are you good at?"

Nan Zhen blinked her eyes, of course it was a conspiracy, killing people to steal money, spying on information, eighteen martial arts.

But such words cannot be said, "Ahem, I will tell His Majesty after I find out."

Xiao Rongxi was too lazy to listen to her nonsense, bent over her, and picked up the pen.

　How did emmmmm get over it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)