His gaze fell on the table again, where he saw several sketches of swings and some scraps of paper from his previous calligraphy practice.
With a slight frown, he was utterly speechless at Shu Tong's handwriting.
This is written way too badly.
Is this really the kind of cultural literacy a female doctor should have?
In the short while, Shu Tong also finished taking a bath and changing her clothes. Hai Tang specially chose a blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) for her that was quite similar to the Crown Prince's clothes, but Shu Tong stopped her from doing her makeup.
"No need to bother anymore, I still have to remove my makeup before bed..."
She casually applied some lipstick, stuck a plain silver hairpin in her hair, and went straight back to the main hall.
Haitang followed behind, reminding, "My lady, His Highness may stay at Wutong Residence tonight. You can't be so frugal..."
Shu Tong walked very fast, completely ignoring her words.
She hurried into the main hall but did not find the Crown Prince. Only after being reminded by a palace servant did she realize that the man was in the study.
Startled, she jogged inside and pushed open the door. Sure enough, the man was standing by the table admiring her "writing".
Shu Tong was startled again.
She wanted the Crown Prince to dislike her, but she also didn't want him to notice anything unusual about her identity, otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain herself.
You might even get convicted...
It's not worth the risk!
Thankfully, there's a universal formula: the amnesia trope!
She quickly went over and gathered the papers, which weren't even worthy of being called cursive, behind her back, then looked up at Chen Ci with a grin.
"Your Highness, if I told you that my amnesia not only caused me to forget medical skills but also how to write calligraphy, would you believe me?"
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