The candlelight in the room flickered slightly, and the room was heated by a floor heater, making it very warm.
Coupled with the person walking in front, one can't help but feel at ease.
Chu Ci turned her head to look at him, then sat on the stool. Seeing him sit down, she propped up her chin and spoke, "Why are you here instead of sleeping well?"
The little girl looked soft and sweet. She sat behind the desk with a serious and solemn expression on her face.
Su Yu pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes naturally fell on the half-copied Buddhist scripture that Chu Ci had copied.
He paused before speaking, "Is the princess being punished today because of me?"
"No." Chu Ci shook her head seriously. "It's entirely because I didn't think it through. I forgot that the Cheng family is on the Queen's side. You can't hit someone without blood."
Su Yu was stunned by Chu Ci's matter-of-fact tone.
The little princess slapped the table lightly with her small hand, her soft face full of depression. "If I had kicked him hard a couple of times, wouldn't he have noticed it soon?"
Looking at the depressed expression on this guy's face, it seems that he is indeed very regretful about this matter.
Su Yu: ...
"Also, you can just call me by my name, no need to call me Princess," Chu Ci said immediately, then tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Or you can call me Sister, after all, you'll be living here from now on."
But didn’t you say before that you wanted to train a son-in-law?
Su Yu looked at Chu Ci in front of him, and the question that was about to come out of his mouth was finally swallowed back. He responded softly and changed the subject.
"I can copy it for you."
He looked up and his eyes fell on the Buddhist scriptures on Chu Ci's desk.
Although Su Yu did not receive a good education, he was taught reading and writing when King Xiao was alive, so copying books could indeed be useful.
Chu Ci chuckled, blinked her big eyes, waved to him, and asked him to come over and write a few words for her.
Su Yu did not hesitate and approached Chu Ci directly.
Chu Ci had a faint sweet fragrance on her body. As she got closer, the smell became stronger, but it was not too greasy. Instead, it had a very subtle and refreshing sweetness.
The man had already taken a pen and put it into his hand, pulled out a piece of rice paper from the side, and looked at him with interest.
Su Yu didn't say anything. He picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the rice paper according to the contents of the Buddhist scriptures.
Then he glanced at Chu Ci who was standing beside him.
There was a hint of doubt in Chu Ci's eyes. She had of course investigated Su Yu's situation clearly, but she didn't expect that this person actually had such beautiful handwriting.
He is somewhat reserved, but it is not difficult to see the hidden flamboyance in him.
The movement of his fingertips was also a bit stiff, probably because he had to change his original writing habits.
Seeing the doubt in Chu Ci's eyes, Su Yu froze for a moment, and the pen in his hand trembled slightly. A drop of ink instantly fell from the tip of the pen, leaving a black spot on the snow-white rice paper.
Chu Ci didn't think much about it. She reached out from the side, held Su Yu's hand, and then held his hand to write.
The black stain was smudged and finally painted into a black butterfly with wings changing colors, as if it was about to fly.
"It seems that the requirements for finding a husband for you need to be higher."
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