The warm autumn sunshine shines through the window, adding some hazy warm light circles to the study.
On the desk, a thick and powerful palm and a small and delicate hand were holding a pen to write.
"When writing characters with fewer strokes and a taller shape, the strokes should be thinner."
Lu Huan helped Su Qian write a traditional Chinese character for "noble". "Your handwriting is quite neat and elegant. It would be better for you to learn regular script."
"I don't have many good regular script copybooks here. After a while, I'll find some calligraphy by famous calligraphers for you to practice. I believe that after practicing for a while, you will make some progress."
Su Qian responded indifferently and continued practicing calligraphy.
While chatting with him last night, he suddenly picked up the letter she had sent him before and asked her why there were a few words in it that he had never seen before.
Su Qian was speechless and could only find an excuse, saying that she was not well-trained and did not recognize many characters, so she wrote some characters incorrectly.
Lu Huan suddenly got an idea and took out a book to ask her.
For educated Chinese people, knowing traditional Chinese characters and writing simplified Chinese characters is easy.
But some of the traditional Chinese characters were too complicated for her to recognize.
Lu Huan then said that he wanted to teach her how to write.
Her long, dark hair was gathered behind her back, occasionally blown by the wind and blocking her vision, but she didn't get annoyed.
Su Qian sat calmly in front of the desk, practicing calligraphy. The pen he used was the size usually used by men.
Her hands were small, not as big as Lu Huan's, so it was a little uncomfortable to use them, but she never said a word, just practicing calligraphy calmly and calmly.
The woman in front of him had a fair face and red lips, and her demeanor was as graceful as an orchid. She was wearing a white peony-shaped gauze dress.
When he wasn't smiling, his face was cold and aloof, gentle yet with a hint of deliberate distance.
Occasionally, when you glance at her, she really looks like the goddess of Tianshan Mountain, noble and elegant.
Lu Huan was fascinated by what he saw. Just as he was immersed in it, Zi Tan knocked on the door. "Master, the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor, Master Xu, has arrived."
Lu Huan: "Please invite the teacher to the main hall."
Zitan: "It's too late. Lord Xu is already waiting in the yard."
Lu Huan then remembered that Xu Lianyun used to often come to his house to chat with him. Since he brought Su Qian back to Shangjing, he had only visited Xu Lianyun's house twice. No wonder he came here in person.
Lu Huan had never married, and he didn't even have a maid or a concubine. Moreover, the courtyard he lived in was far away from the rear house, so Xu Lianyun often came over in the past. Sometimes he didn't even need a servant to inform him, and he went straight into his study.
Su Qian noticed his discomfort and offered, "There's a screen over there. Why don't I take shelter there?"
She was not dressed as a man when she was next to Lu Huan, and was still dressed as a woman. If she walked out of the main door of the study at this moment, perhaps the whole of Shangjing would know about it tomorrow.
Now Su Qian and Lu Huan are tied to the same rope, and not letting anyone know is for her safety.
If Gao Jiarong and those people in the palace knew about this, I don’t know how long her head could remain in her body normally.
Lu Huan hesitated for a while. Xu Lianyun was his teacher. In fact, it would be fine if he knew about Su Qian's existence, but it would be more risky.
He didn't want to take any risks until he was completely sure, not to mention that this matter concerned Su Qian's safety.
After a few seconds, he said, "Okay."
After Su Qian hid behind the screen, Lu Huan ordered someone to invite Xu Lianyun in.
Although Xu Lianyun waited in the yard for a while, there was no resentment on his face. There was a smile in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't even care about the wrinkles that appeared.
"My dear nephew, I just saw a fat cat in your yard. They said it was yours, but I didn't believe it at first."
Xu Lianyun is over fifty years old, but he is in good spirits. Even when you are in close contact with him, you don't see that he looks old.
"Tell me about it yourself. You own the cat, don't you?"
Lu Huan bowed slightly and saluted towards Xu Lianyun, "It is indeed raised by a student."
Xu Lianyun hissed, as if in disbelief, and surveyed him for a long moment with an inquiring gaze. "How is it that since you came back this time, I feel you've changed a lot."
Lu Huan poured him a cup of tea and said, "Teacher, I don't understand what you mean."
Xu Lianyun took the teacup and held it in his palm without moving. "You used to dislike these small animals, so why do you keep cats now?"
This cat was the orange cat that he and Su Qian teased under the osmanthus tree a few days ago.
Su Qian liked it very much, so when Lu Huan returned to Shangjing this time, he also ordered someone to bring it back.
Lu Huan said helplessly, "I met it on the road. It insisted on following me home. It was very clingy. I was helpless as a student."
"But on second thought, if I discard it and someone else picks it up and doesn't treat it well, I'd feel a little sad."
"In this case, I have no choice but to bring it back and raise it myself."
Su Qian, who was behind the screen, was completely confused.
Is he talking about cats or people?
Xu Lianyun drank a few sips of tea thoughtfully. "That's good too. I just saw it and it's quite lively. Having it accompany you will make me feel at ease."
Lu Huan: "Yes, she is quite lively."
Su Qian: “…”
Mother Liao knocked on the door and came in, bringing them some tea and fruit.
As soon as Madam Liao left, Xu Lianyun said, "My dear nephew, now that your parents are gone, you are all alone. Your teacher feels sorry for you."
Su Qian raised her eyebrows behind the screen. Why did this sound so familiar?
Lu Huan: "Teacher, don't worry. Everything is fine with the students. There is nothing wrong."
Xu Lianyun continued, "Although you should observe mourning after your father's passing, you are already quite old. If your father were still alive, he would have wanted to see you start a family and build a career."
The smile on Lu Huan's lips faded a little. "My father just passed away, and I don't dare to think about these things yet. I'm sorry to make you worry."
Xu Lianyun frowned, "Kid, why can't you think for yourself? If you want to mourn for your father, you can arrange a marriage first, and then take your time with other things.
I, your teacher, also inquired with His Majesty a few days ago about your opinion. He has no objection. As long as you are willing, this matter can be discussed."
Xu Lianyun was the Prince's Grand Tutor, and Lu Huan was also the Prince's companion when he was young. They studied under the Prince's Grand Tutor for several years.
Lu Huan has a cold personality. Although he seems to get along well with most people, the only person he truly respects and is willing to get close to is Xu Lianyun.
Lu Huan also knew that Xu Lianyun intended to marry his daughter to him, but he had no such intention, either then or now.
Seeing Lu Huan's silence, Xu Lianyun thought there was room for negotiation, so he continued, "Master, let me tell you the truth. Wanqing..."
Thinking of his daughter's affectionate look, he sighed, "She is attracted to you."
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