Future World: Love Through Time and Space

Qiya couldn't help but secretly smacked her tongue after hearing this. The tone of this love saint sounded as if it was true. She almost believed him and believed that she was a stunning beauty! In order not to laugh, she lowered her head and silently saluted again. The fourth master didn't say anything else, and walked past Qian Ya to the study.

Qiya looked at Prince Li again with confusion, but he shrugged helplessly and walked away.

So Qian Ya had to follow the fourth master into the study, and couldn't help but wonder, why did this staffer look more powerful than the prince's master? ? ! ! ! !

Who are they from? !

How many secrets does this mysterious palace hide? !

On the day when Fourth Master came for the first time, Qian Ya was copying "The Analects of Confucius".

When a woman gets married, her husband is the bride.Fate in the previous life, marriage in this life.

A general's husband is compared to the sky, his righteousness is light, the husband is strong and the wife is soft, the love is mutual.

Treat each other with respect and respect as guests at home.

If your husband has something to say, listen attentively; if your husband has something evil to do, advise him earnestly.

What's all this mess?

Qiya silently complained in her heart while copying!

After looking at Xia's sloppy handwriting, Fourth Master asked with a half-smile, "Do you know what the words you wrote mean?"

"Well... I guess... I know a little bit..." Qia answered truthfully, and as expected, she received a mocking and playful smile from him. It was obvious that he saw through her at a glance and did not believe her at all!

Siya glared at him unconvinced, but he shook his head in amusement and asked, "So it turns out that people from Graves can't let others talk about their bad writing?!"

"Is that okay? Didn't Fourth Master read it and laugh too!" Qian Ya stepped forward expressionlessly and took the rice paper out of his hand.

"Oh?!" He looked at his empty hands and shrugged innocently, "Actually, when it comes to practicing calligraphy, it's better to write something you like! What do you like? I can ask someone to send it over."

"I don't know!" Siya looked at the smooth marble floor and imitated his indifferent shrug.

"The beauty rolls up the beaded curtain and sits deep with frowning eyebrows. But when I see wet tears, I don't know who I hate." He shook his folding fan and chanted these lines leisurely.

"..." Qia turned her head and thought for a moment. These sentences were relatively easy to understand, but she didn't know if she understood them correctly, so she just continued to look at the marble floor in silence.

"Why don't you say anything? Didn't I describe her appropriately enough?" Fourth Master smiled again, "According to rumors, Miss Qia is very beautiful. It's better to meet her than to be famous today."

Hearing his frivolous tone, Siya couldn't help but raise her eyes and stare at him. She saw that his smile was teasing but also frank and sincere. This was really strange! Who else can tell a joke about women that comes from the bottom of their hearts and sincerely? !

"What's wrong?" The fourth master ignored Xia's glare and smiled calmly.

"I don't quite understand these sophisticated words, and most of the rumors are not credible." Qiya didn't want to get entangled, so she could only talk to him about it.

"Hahahaha..." Fourth Master laughed heartily, "You are indeed a little different from the legend! This poem is called "Resentment", which is intended to express the resentment of a beautiful woman. She sits alone with her frown on her face, tears on her face, and buried in her heart. With deep sadness and hatred." After fourth master explained seriously, he picked up the pen and wrote down the poem smoothly.

After finishing writing, he took the pen and suddenly asked Xia, "Did the writing look good?"

"It's very beautiful." Qiya replied truthfully, "It's many times better than me!"

"Hahahahaha..." The Fourth Master heard this and laughed heartily again, "I don't know whether I should be happy or sad to be praised so much by you!"

"..." Xia still shrugged and didn't want to speak.

"I think this poem is more in line with your current state of mind, and it should be written more smoothly." Fourth Master put down his pen and said in a commanding tone, "You should practice this poem first!"

"?!" Siya looked at him in surprise.