I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 285 Writing and Leaving the Book

Harmony is the most important thing.

After the talk, the two of them restrained their emotions, and walked out of the dusty grocery room amicably, neatly dressed, with the same expressions.

At least, that's what it looks like on the surface.

It's just that the looks don't match, the spirit is far away, the two of them were not together, and they returned to the main courtyard one after the other. Baibu had already heard the wind and stood straight in front of the main courtyard. What to say, but because of the etiquette in my heart, I still saluted respectfully first: "Your Highness... the son-in-law..."

"Excuse me," Su Tian ordered without giving him a chance to speak, "Go get the paper, ink, brush and inkstone."

"Your Highness..." Baibu didn't move, his voice showed some hesitation.

Is there really no room for repentance in this matter?Obviously, the two got along so well not long ago.

Su Tian frowned slightly, and looked at Baibu: "Why, I can't help you now? Or should I go in person?"

"I dare not." Baibu lowered his head, glanced at the expressionless son-in-law, replied hesitantly, turned around and retreated quietly.

The remaining two people face to face, but there is really zero communication.

Su Tian didn't dare to speak, she was afraid that once she opened her mouth, she wouldn't be able to stop, and she would explain everything.

And Quan Yu didn't speak, because he really felt that he had nothing to say.

……

This time, Baibu seemed to be dawdling on purpose, and took a long time to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

After a while, he came back slowly: "The pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been brought back."

Baibu said while slowly putting things away one by one.

Without breaking through his little thoughts, Su Tian raised her head and looked at Quan Juan: "I have no experience, you can write it."

Although Quan Juan has no experience, at any rate, Quan Juan has learned a lot in her eyes, and it is not a problem to write a divorce letter.

"Okay." Quan Yu replied.The tone is flat, and there is no emotion.

"Help me study ink." Picking up the pen, Quan Yu suddenly said again.

Su Tian was slightly taken aback, her eyes faintly glanced at Baibu.

Baibu's footsteps moved, and before he could speak in the future, Quan Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Tian: "I don't want to? Then I will do it myself."

"I'll do it." Su Tian came back to her senses and walked forward slowly.

This is the first time and the last time, Su Tian thought.

Speaking of which, Quan Yu helped her grind ink in the past when she read the memorial, but she hadn't helped Quan Yu grind it once.

She has seen many people grind ink, and it doesn't seem to be too difficult.

Su Tian imitated others' way of grinding ink, holding the graphite slowly, adding a little water into the inkstone, and grinding it carefully.

She is very smart, observes carefully, and does it to perfection, but the details need to be improved.

Quan Juan suddenly lowered her head, grasped her narrow ink-stained sleeve with her hand, and straightened it out: "How can you grind the ink and get it on the clothes?"

Su Tian was taken aback by Quan Juan's sudden movement, and almost jumped backwards, but fortunately, she was controlled by herself at the last moment.

Quan Jue rubbed the dark ink that was astringent on his fingertips, and his eyes gradually darkened: "It's still the same."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Quan Jue said, and walked to the table next to her, holding a pen, rolling up her sleeves, dipping in ink, with a series of elegant and graceful movements.

Lightly flicking the nib of the pen, Quan Jue supported the table with one hand, and wrote with the pen with the other.

He wrote word by word very slowly, and after a while, he put away his pen, raised his head, and waved to Su Tian who was grinding ink opposite him.

(End of this chapter)