Mu Yun'an was practicing calligraphy in Xiao Chengyi's study, but from time to time he raised his head and looked out the window. He didn't know what Xiao Chengyi and his secret guards were talking about in the yard?
She was a little worried and didn't write a few words. It wasn't until she saw Xiao Chengyi turning around and walking towards this side that she hurriedly lowered her head and pretended to work hard.
Xiao Chengyi walked in, picked up the words Mu Yunan had just written, frowned and said, "Is this what you wrote?"
Mu Yun'an raised her head and looked at him eagerly and asked, "Isn't the writing bad?"
Xiao Chengyi said: "You can see that you have no intention at first glance." He took the ruler over and said seriously: "Stretch out your hand."
Mu Yun'an's scalp felt numb. She curled up her neck and slowly stretched out her hand. She heard a snap and was hit hard on the palm of her hand.
"Ah, it hurts."
Mu Yun'an looked at Xiao Chengyi pitifully and begged for mercy: "Brother Yi, I know I was wrong. I will write it well."
Xiao Chengyi raised his eyebrows and asked: "Why don't you have any intention?"
Mu Yunan lowered his eyes and said, "Because my heart has gone to you."
Xiao Chengyi: "..."
His ears turned red, he coughed pretending to be calm, then put down the ruler, sat next to Mu Yun'an, then wrapped her in his arms and held her hand: "Although you have won the title of the leader of the Hundred Flowers Banquet, but
It was obtained through opportunism. If it were true, you would be no match for Shen Wanyue, so you have to work hard on weekdays, you know?"
Mu Yun'an nodded: "I know." She was practicing calligraphy on the paper held by Xiao Chengyi, and then she couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Brother Yi, did something happen?"
Xiao Chengyi said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that Shen Wanyue sent someone to send some things to the southern border, some of which were sent by the eldest princess."
"The eldest princess?"
Mu Yun'an frowned and said, "They are obviously uneasy and kind-hearted. Could it be that my cousin has hooked up with the eldest princess?"
Xiao Chengyi snorted: "Shen Wanyue is not favored in the palace now. With her temperament, she must find a backer. What's the surprise when she hooks up with the eldest princess?"
After a pause, he then said: "Don't worry, I have sent a message to General Mu asking him to be more careful. Nothing will happen. Just concentrate on practicing calligraphy."
Mu Yun'an knew that Xiao Chengyi had arranged everything and there was no need for her to worry, but when she thought about the ruler she had just received, she pursed her lips and said coquettishly: "My hand hurts and I can't write anymore. I need you to rub it."
The corners of Xiao Chengyi's lips twitched as he looked at her delicate and pretentious look. He knew he shouldn't spoil her, but when he heard her delicate and soft voice, he didn't know what to do.
He sighed helplessly, then put down the pen and took her little hand to rub it for her.
Mu Yun'an looked at him with sparkling eyes and said, "Brother Yi, don't you feel sorry for Yan Yan anymore? Look, my hands are even red from your beating."
Xiao Chengyi said with a cold face: "Who told you not to concentrate."
Mu Yun'an said: "You can't blame me. I told you that my heart has gone to you, so it's your fault."
Xiao Chengyi was really afraid of her. He stretched out his hand and said, "Then I'll let you fight back. Is that okay?"
Mu Yun'an's eyes lit up, and she happily picked up the ruler: "Then close your eyes."
Xiao Chengyi closed his eyes and waited for Mu Yun'an's punishment. Unexpectedly, there was no pain as expected. Instead, his lips felt warm and sweet.
He was stunned and opened his eyes, only to see Mu Yun'an raise her lips and smile at him: "I'm not willing to hit you, Brother Yi." After saying that, he picked up the pen and started practicing calligraphy seriously.
Xiao Chengyi's heart moved, and he stretched out his hands to hold her tightly in his arms without saying a word.