The more Shen Ning listened, the more something seemed wrong, and her face showed suspicion.
Did he mean to keep distance from her
"No need!" She interrupted him crisply, "I can copy the Buddhist scriptures myself. Without the emperor writing it himself, the emperor has so many important national affairs to deal with, how can he do such a small thing as copying the scriptures?"
"You copied it yourself? Are your handwriting respectable?" he said calmly.
"How come you know my handwriting and you can't see it?" She glared unconvinced.
Mo Chuan didn't answer, but took out a crumpled piece of paper from his arms and slowly opened it. Three crooked earthworms were drawn on it.
He looked at her with a half-smile: "Did you write this?"
"Ah! Give it back to me! When did you steal my things!"
Shen Ning was angry and annoyed. Those three earthworm-like characters were exactly the word "Chuan" that she had written at that time. After she finished writing, she rubbed it with her hands and threw it into the wastebasket.
She never expected that this piece of waste paper would fall into Mo Chuan's hands.
She reached out to grab it, but as soon as Mo Chuan raised his hand, she grabbed it empty, but because of his imbalance, he suddenly fell into his arms.
"Tell me, why did you write my name?" Mo Chuan had a smile in his black eyes. He put one hand around her waist, held the piece of paper in his other hand, and raised it in front of her.
"Who said I wrote your name? This is obviously a painting I drew!" She blushed slightly and tried to break away from his grasp, but he held her tighter.
"Oh, what kind of painting is this? Why can't I see it?"
She replied confidently: "Three earthworms!"
Mo Chuan couldn't help but laugh, his tense face immediately relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corners of his usually cold lips.
"Are you copying Buddhist scriptures for the Queen Mother, or drawing pictures for the Queen Mother! If the Queen Mother sees this picture you drew, how do you think the Queen Mother will punish you?"
"The Queen Mother will not punish me. The so-called copying of scriptures is just an excuse for her to keep me here." She blurted out.
"Oh? What do you mean, all the scriptures I copied for you were in vain?" The smile in his eyes was instantly replaced by coldness, and a cold air emanated from his body.
"Of course not." She suddenly felt regretful and wanted to bite off her tongue. In fact, she didn't want him to be too tired or hard.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally touched his reverse scale.
"Very good! If that's the case, then I won't do such useless things again in the future. You give me back what you owe me, and we'll settle the matter."
Mo Chuan let go of his hand around her waist, his face was cold and his chin was tense.
Tsk tsk, you really fall out at the slightest disagreement!
Of course she knew what he wanted, but she just didn't give it to him!
If she did, he would no longer have an excuse to see her.
"Then... you teach me how to write first, and then I'll pay you back what I owe you." She rolled her dark eyes.
"No one has ever dared to bargain with me!" He said with a cold face.
"Well, there's a first time for everything, and you'll get used to it." She smiled and made a face at him.
Looking at her smiling face, his hard-tightened face relaxed again, and he couldn't help but sigh helplessly. He originally wanted to scare her, but she... wasn't scared at all.
Where is his majesty
"Okay, I'm here to teach you how to write tonight. Now, I'm going to go to court in the morning. You can sleep a little longer."
He saw that there was a faint green halo around her eyes, it was obvious that she had been woken up by him before she had slept enough, and he couldn't help but feel distressed. He stretched out his hand to pick up a handful of green hair for her, and held her shoulders to help her lie down.