It's late autumn and early winter, and after a few light rains, the chill is pervasive, especially at night, when the cold air has no trace of warmth.
Tao Xiaowei put on thick clothes early, combed two simple braids, and wore a round fox fur hat on her head. The wind blew gently, and the soft fox fur fluttered gently, making her look even more adorable.
Yan Xi held the brush in his hand and put it aside after grinding it. He dipped the tip of the brush several times but had no intention of writing.
After Tao Xiaowei washed her feet, Qian Shuang wiped off all the water droplets with a dry rag and put her cotton shoes back on.
"Bad guy, are you looking at a blank sheet of paper?" She raised her head and tugged on Yan Xi's pants with a smile.[
With his free hand, he effortlessly carried Tao Xiaowei to the table and asked her to sit cross-legged on the blank space where no paper was placed. Yan Xi suddenly held her breath and concentrated, writing a line of words with her right hand.
The little girl pretended to come closer, shook her head and observed for a long time, then retracted her little neck.
"How did you write?" Yan Xi put the pen aside and put her hands behind her back.
"Not bad, very good!" Thumbs up, Tao Xiaowei praised generously.
Thick eyebrows raised slightly, "Read it for me."
"You wrote it yourself and you don't recognize it?" Tao Xiaowei stuck out her pink tongue and lowered her head furtively.
Clearly guilty.
She has been playing so crazy lately that when the master came to teach her, she couldn't understand even a word. She wanted to let the old man finish the lecture quickly and then get out with his book. This way she would have more time.
There are still more than half of the toys left in the embroidery building that she has not studied yet.
"Ignorant and ignorant!" Yan Xi snorted coldly.
"Well, it's not like I don't recognize it at all." Tao Xiaowei pointed to the last word, grabbed the end of the braid, put it into her mouth and bit it a few times, then an idea flashed in her mind and said, "This is the word "horse"!"
Yan Xi nodded, and the gloomy look on his face faded a lot, "Gold and Iron Horse, these are my four favorite words."
Tao Xiaowei tried her best to promise, "I remember it, and I will never forget it again."
He sighed, and stroked her hair back and forth with his slender hands as if stroking a kitten. He was about to leave the capital, and this child was his only concern. After this trip, he might not see her again for a whole year.
Here she is. She is so timid. If he were not at home, she might be worried and unable to sleep all night long.
However, he could not take her to the battlefield to take risks, so he could only keep her in the safety of the palace and wait for his triumph.