The hairpins and ornaments were also worn crooked, making them look less dignified.

She reeked of alcohol, and her face was flushed...

This has absolutely nothing to do with her usual image.

But she remained so calm.

Pei Yanzhi suddenly felt as if he had discovered something.

"Your Highness, is there something you need that brings you here so suddenly?"

Jiang Shuwan's question made Pei Yanzhi forget his previous surprise.

He did come here because he had something to discuss.

"Please come in, Your Highness."

It was cold outside, so Jiang Shuwan invited Pei Yanzhi inside.

The servants all knelt to one side, not daring to drink wine or eat food.

They all looked like quails, heads bowed and chests hunched, not daring to make a move.

Jiang Shuwan sent them downstairs first, and then asked Qingxing to bring over a small board.

The small board was the one Jiang Shuwan used to write with the maids.

Qingxing had one hanging from her waist, so she took it off and presented it to Pei Yanzhi.

She didn't know how Pei Yanzhi knew about this thing, but he asked her for it as soon as he arrived.

"What is this made of that makes it so convenient?"

Pei Yanzhi curiously took a piece of charcoal and started scribbling on it.

I heard that you can wipe away writing with water, so I had Qingxing wet a rag and try it out on the spot.

Then I fell in love with it and liked it very much.

"Your Highness, this board is made of wood and graphite."

The small board was made by Jiang Shuwan in the style of a modern blackboard.

The materials used are inexpensive; the technical skill lies in the coating, which is made of graphite, resin, and quartz.

It can be repeatedly erased and rewritten, making it quite affordable and cheap compared to paper.