Because Xu Ziqi was in a hurry, he didn't think much about eating. He barely filled his stomach and put down the bowls and chopsticks. However, An Yunmo and Duan Qingqian were still unhurried and very leisurely. Xu Ziqi was bored and turned around without looking.

Start by looking at the scenery on the side.

After An Yunmo and Duan Qingqian finished eating, the three of them came to sit in the pavilion. Only then did An Yunmo order someone to bring the stack of papers. Xu Ziqi's heart became active and his eyes brightened.

Waiting for the guards to bring it over.

"Your Majesty."

The guard respectfully handed the roll of paper to An Yunmo, who reached out to take it and handed it to Duan Qingqian to look at.

"Qing Qian, look at it."

Duan Qingqian took it doubtfully, opened the scroll and saw, weren't these the manuscript papers she used to practice calligraphy? Why are they here?

"What's going on?"

Xu Ziqi saw that Duan Qingqian was not impressed by the information at all and was simply curious about letting her see the scroll, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Princess, why are you so calm?"

"What's wrong with this?"

An Yunmo said lightly, "Qingqian, did you write this?"

Duan Qingqian didn't even think about hiding it, "I wrote it, is there something wrong?"

An Yunmo was not surprised when he heard this answer, because when Xu Ziqi mentioned Liu's mother just now, he thought it might be Duan Qingqian, because Duan Qingqing had more contact with Liu's mother, and the handwriting on the roll of paper was three-quarters like Duan's.

Clear words.

When Xu Ziqi heard this answer, he almost bit his tongue and stammered.

"Is it...was it written by you, Princess?"

"I wrote it."

Xu Ziqi waited for a long time before accepting the result.

An Yunmo looked at the paper Duan Qingqian spread out and asked.

"You see Qing Qian's way of writing, but the poem comes after the title and name?"

"yes."

Xu Ziqi came back to his senses and looked on, asking.

"Princess, your topic is different, so I won't go into details. Why are these names in each article? Didn't you write them all?"

Duan Qing smiled slightly and chuckled softly when he heard Xu Ziqi say this.

"Master Xu thinks too highly of me. I don't know how to write poems. These are all written by predecessors. I was lucky enough to read them and thought they were very good. I wrote them down when I was practicing calligraphy."

"Really? How come I haven't read any of these you wrote? Since you are a predecessor, how come I haven't heard of any of them?"

Duan Qingqian didn't know how to answer him. It couldn't be said that she had traveled through time. He might not know some of the people she knew.

"This...maybe it's because the books I read are relatively rare and you haven't read them."

"Yeah?"

Xu Ziqi was a little unsure and looked at An Yun and said.

"Yunmo, have you read the poems of these predecessors?"

An Yunmo must have read more books than him, so it was right to ask him, but I didn't expect An Yunmo to say it directly.

"Never."

Duan Qingqian explained without blushing or out of breath.

"You also know that my grandpa likes to collect. I can't remember which book it may be in his collection."

"Do you have that book?"

"I didn't see it when I was sorting out my grandpa's belongings. I guess it's gone."

"That's such a pity. I thought I could find these poets. You can feel their strong feelings from every word. If today's people had them serving the court, the court would not have to worry about foreign oppression and turmoil.

"

An Yunmo was also deeply touched, "They are all capable people, but it's a pity that they are from different dynasties. Qingqian, which dynasty are these probably?"

"Well, everything I remember has been written on it. I have forgotten all the dynasties and others. You should know that after reading all the scrolls, I only remember one sentence for some, so I only wrote one sentence."

Although An Yunmo felt that Duan Qingqian's explanation was lame, he couldn't find any doubts about it, so he had to believe it.

"Qing Qian is well-read."

Duan Qingqian could only apologize in embarrassment, "I just looked at it a little more."

Xu Ziqi also sighed at the side, "This is nothing like Princess. The scroll of paper is full of good words and sentences with unique artistic conception. Even a person like me who doesn't like to read finds it wonderful."

"If Mr. Xu likes it, you can show it."

Duan Qingqian handed the roll of paper to Xu Ziqi, who reached out to take it.

"This is a good poem, people should read it more."

"Is this what you are talking about today?"

"Well, that's it. The prince has already guessed that she is the princess. It's amazing."

Duan Qingqian looked at An Yun and said, "Did you guess it was me?"

"Well, I bought this from Mother Liu. When I was investigating you, Mother Liu had the most contact with you. Mother Liu could easily get the embroidery without leaving the Prime Minister Zuo's Mansion. And the owner of this embroidery is quite thoughtful.

Wang thought it should be you."

Xu Ziqi didn't understand, so he interjected, "Why can't it belong to other young ladies? For example, Miss Duan San? She is also good at writing and writing."

"It can't be her. She can write these words and sentences. She must like them and understand the artistic conception. Her personality matches them, and she only has Qingqian if she can."

Duan Qingqian didn't understand and asked, "Why me?"

"Although I am not a well-read person, but if someone can really write these sentences, they will be more or less famous. Under the rule of my father, although the politics are not clear and the officials are law-abiding, one or two may be buried, but

There are more than one or two Qingqian, and they cannot all be buried. It is Mr. Jian who can collect these strange things or poems that are not common to ordinary people, and Qingqian is Mr. Jian's granddaughter."

"Well, that makes sense, but why are you sure it's me?"

Hearing this, An Yunmo took the roll of paper and looked at it again.

"Qing Qian's handwriting has improved a lot."

Qingqian laughed softly after hearing this paragraph, "Can you still see that these are words written by me?"

Duan Qingqian didn't believe it. Her handwriting at that time was really not worth mentioning. It was soft and soft, and her writing was light and shallow. She couldn't appreciate it anymore, she could only read the words.

When Xu Ziqi heard this, he suddenly realized, "No wonder Boss Cheng said that the handwriting of the person behind this is like a child who just learned to write. He thought it was to prevent your handwriting from being seen by him."

Duan Qingqian felt embarrassed, "It was really hard to write at first."

"Princess, I am not kidding you. Although my handwriting was better than yours at the beginning, it has been as good as the same day for more than ten years, while the princess's handwriting has improved rapidly, and there is that painting."

When talking about paintings, Xu Ziqi also thinks of Duan Qingqian’s embroidery.

"Princess, your paintings are so good. No wonder the embroidery is so artistic. It turns out that you are the one who marries, cares for, and raises children."

"It was me. I just wanted to make some money at that time."

"Yes, yes. It seems that Boss Cheng's shop is ready to close."

Duan Qingqian asked in confusion, "Is it so serious?"

An Yunmo glared at Xu Ziqi, looked at Duan Qingqian and said.

"Qing Qian, you can embroider if you are interested in the future. I don't need you to embroider to support my family."

"I know, I won't wrong myself, and I'm not interested in embroidery now. By the way, how did you know that this word was written by me?"

Duan Qingqian couldn't figure it out. It was obviously a different handwriting, An Yunmo said softly.

"The character Qingqian is invisible but has a spirit. The character Qingqian seems to be of a different style. It doesn't look like the fonts taught by our teacher here."

When Duan Qingqian heard this, she understood in her heart that she didn't practice based on what they practiced here, but based on what she saw in her previous life. After all, she had been writing for more than ten years in her previous life, so it was inevitable in writing.

There are some traces.

"So that's it."

At this time, a guard came forward and An Yunmo asked.

"Is something wrong?"

The guard hesitated, glanced at Duan Qingqian, and An Yunmo said in a cold voice.

"explain."

The guard lowered his head and reported respectfully, "To my lord, people outside are spreading rumors that the princess is worthless."

In fact, there are some more vulgar ones, directly saying that Duan Qingqian is a piece of shit, self-possessed, strong-tempered, and arrogant. If the regent didn't think highly of her, who would be willing to marry someone like her.

Hearing An Yunmo's silence, Xu Ziqi became a little angry.
To be continued...