The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

After she finished reading the note, she put the note in the candy bag .

Then she picked up the pastries on the table and walked out .

Xiaohua asked, "Host, are you going to help the crown prince?"

"Don"t want to . "

"But, host, according to the books I have read, if you have no value, you are likely to be killed . "

As Su Yan listened, she felt it made sense, because she had also read all the books Xiaohua read .

She whispered, "Then I have to help him?"

After all, she has to hang on to her life in order to complete the task .

"But His Highness trusts you so much now . If he finds that you are a spy, he will be very sad . "

"So what?"

Su Yan has no experience, she can barely even lie, let alone spy .

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Xiaohua carefully considered for a while .

"Maybe you should forge a copy?"

As soon as the words came out, one person and one system thought that this was a good idea . In this way, not only would her task be completed, she could also avoid making His Highness sad .

A little white flower and an inexperienced system, the two people seem to be mentally r.e.t.a.r.ded in dialogue .

Su Yan returned to the bedroom and walked in with the plate of pastries .

Although Xuanyuan Yonghao said every time he wanted to eat cakes, most of them got into Su Yan"s stomach .

So this time, Su Yan deliberately picked what he liked to eat .

When Su Yan came in, Xuanyuan Yonghao was practicing calligraphy .

She froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of a fatal problem .

She couldn"t write with a brush .

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If she can"t write, how can she forge?

So, she unconsciously walked towards Xuanyuan Yonghao, watching the words he wrote .

Very beautiful and sharp .

The strokes were powerful, but at a glance, it gives a sense of magnificence .

She stood staring at the side, she couldn"t write .

Probably her eyes stared at the paper with a rare expression .

Xuanyuan Yonghao glanced at her and couldn"t help but lift the corner of his lips .

"Do you recognize it?"

Su Yan nodded .

"Su Yan," she said in her soft voice, reading the words on the paper .

A light flashed in Xuanyuan Yonghao"s eyes, and he wrote four more words on the side .

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"What about these?"

"Xuanyuan Yonghao . "

She read it very seriously and felt a burning stare aimed at her after reading it . She looked up at him .

He looked at her side profile, and then added, "Come on, you write it for me . "

Su Yan hesitated . She hadn"t learned how to write with a brush .

But . . . it should be similar?

Thinking so, she put down the pastries in her hand and walked over .

She took the brush in his hand, and before he gave it away, he couldn"t help but glance at her .

Xuanyuan Yonghao looked forward to it .

From the conversations they had every day, He can see that although the little maid was dumb, there was a little ink in her belly .

She can understand some allusions .

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It can be seen that she has been taught by a teacher .

It is said that the words are like its writer .

He wanted to see if the words she wrote were just like her .

Waited for a while .

Su Yan finished writing his name very seriously .

Just after writing, there was laughter next to me .

Someone hugged her and rested his head on her shoulder . He looked down at the crooked font on the rice paper, smiling widely .

Su Yan put down the brush and picked up the rice paper, comparing it with the words next to it .

It was really ugly .

Her watery eyes looked at him, her cheeks were a little red, and she whispered, "I can"t write . "

Xuanyuan Yonghao asked with a smile, "Your Teacher only teaches you to read, but not to write?"

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