The nine princesses of the East Palace

Li Chengyin pondered for a while, and asked: "Won't Yongniang and Fang Shangyi teach you how to write?"

"Taught." I said.

After hearing this, Li Cheng Yin said: "Then I don't need to teach you."

He didn't want to teach me, so I said anxiously: "No, you must teach me. Although Fang Shangyi and Yong Niang also taught me, I can't write well. If I become a princess, I can't write well, and I will be laughed at Yes, you will also be laughed at."

"Whether anyone laughed at you, I don't know, but I'm sure no one would dare to laugh at me." He looked like he had nothing to do with himself, as if he was a little gloating.

I pursed my lips and didn't speak. I really wanted to find something to cover his mouth. When he was not speaking, he was obviously a handsome young man, but when he spoke, he became a rascal who made people want to beat him up.

Seeing that I didn't say a word, he said again: "Besides, you can't write well with them, can you write well with me?"

I nodded without thinking: "Of course, it's more comfortable to be with you, and I must learn faster. And in Yufu Palace, it's like Yongniang and Fang Shangyi are forcing me to learn. Then, if you obey your orders, of course you won’t be able to write well.”

The expression on Li Chengyin's face changed slightly, he stared at me, not knowing what he was thinking.

I was afraid that he would reject me again, so I said again: "You promised me three things when you were in Xizhou, you haven't forgotten it?"

His expression froze, and he said slowly: "Always remember."

I said: "At that time I didn't think about what to ask you to do, but now I think about it, the first thing you have to do is to teach me to write, and you can't think that I can't write well, even if I learn slowly. You can't laugh at me..."

Before I finished speaking, he laughed and raised his hand to touch my head, "Fool, this is too simple for you, I'll just teach you."

His voice with a smile made me dizzy, I reacted, and slapped his hand away, "Then you have to spend an hour every day teaching me, don't be lazy."

He thought for a while before saying, "Okay, but I also have a condition."

I raised my eyes and looked straight at him, a little afraid that he would try to make things difficult for me again.I waited for about a quarter of an hour before he said: "I haven't figured it out yet, I'll tell you when I think it over."

"Li Chengyin! You're fooling me again." I really wanted to beat him up, hard.

Seeing that I was angry, he laughed instead, "Okay, sit down a bit, I'll teach you now."

I moved the chair and moved to his side, he dipped the brush into the ink, wrote a big character on the paper, then put the brush on the pen rest, and said to me: "You learn to write this character today. "

I thought what he wrote would be some difficult word, but after a closer look, it was the "yin" in his name.

I pretended to be silly and asked: "What's this word? 'Qin'?"

"You don't know him?" He asked back, looking straight at me, which made me a little guilty.

"No... I don't know it." I said, "I don't know a lot of words, otherwise I wouldn't let you teach me."

"Really? Take a closer look." He said.

I shook my head, "I really don't know."

"But I heard from Yongning that you have been learning to write this character." Li Chengyin said, took out a piece of paper from somewhere, opened it, and handed it to me, "You wrote this, right?"

On it is a crooked "阴", which is the only one that can be recognized by others after I practiced for several days.

"Well, I wrote it." I opened my mouth, because I usually have a thick skin, but now I'm still extremely embarrassed, Yong Ning really hates it, even sued Li Chengyin, and even took what I wrote give him.

He laughed when he heard it, "Actually, your writing is not bad."

I pricked up my ears and looked at him with bright eyes, waiting for him to praise me.

"It's a little better than what I wrote when I was three years old." He quickly continued.

"..." He taunted me again, hum!I turned my head away and ignored him.

"Come on, sit in my seat." He got up from his seat, pulled me up and sat down.

He picked up the pen, dipped in the ink again, handed it to me, and said, "Take it."

I glanced at him and took it over. He didn't laugh at me now, with a very serious look on his face.

"You write one first, and I'll take a look." He said.

Holding the pen, I drew the word "Yin" on the paper he spread out.

Compared with what he wrote, it is a thousand miles away. Why is his handwriting so beautiful, like a galloping horse, chic and unrestrained but not ostentatious.

He glanced at my handwriting and said, "You're holding the pen in the wrong posture."

"Then how should I hold it?" In fact, Yong Niang and Fang Shangyi have also told me this question, and demonstrated it to me several times, but I just can't learn it, this soft pen is out of my control at all.

Li Chengyin stood behind me, bent over, put his hands on mine, completely wrapped my hands, I stared blankly at our hands next to each other, his hands are so beautiful, pointing The tip is thin and long, and it looks better than anyone's hands I've ever seen. He has a fresh vanilla smell, which smells very good. I don't know what it is. It's refreshing and not greasy...

"Don't shake, hold on tight." His voice came to mind in my ears, his breath brushed against my face when he spoke, it was itchy and warm, I trembled, my hands trembled even more, a big The drops of ink dripped onto the paper with my movements, and soon blurred.

Li Chengyin sighed, held my hand and began to write with that drop of ink, he still wrote the character "阴", that drop of ink didn't seem to affect him at all, the writing was still so beautiful.

"Li Chengyin, your name is really strange. The first time I saw the character 'Yin', I thought it was 'Qin'. What does it mean? I heard that the name of the Central Plains is very particular. , why are you called this name?" I looked at the word and asked.

"Yinzhou." Li Chengyin said.

"What Yinzhou?"

"The Emperor □□ was originally named Yinzhou, east of Zhongzhou, south of Liangzhou, the land of Longxing, so my name is Cheng Yin." He looked at me and said.

I just realized that he was so close to me, his eyes were black and bright, and I could clearly see my shadow in his eyes, "You...don't get so close." I'm uncomfortable say.

"You asked me to teach you how to write." He didn't move his face away, but moved closer.

"I wanted you to teach me how to write, but I didn't ask you to get so close." I retorted in a low voice.

"How do you teach if you don't get close?" He said, "If you don't let me get close, I won't teach."

"you……"

"I won't teach anymore." He let go of my hand and stood away all of a sudden.

I angrily grabbed the pen and wrote the word again, crookedly, he folded his hands and stared at me with interest.

"Li Chengyin, you should teach me." I put down my pen, stretched out my hand to pull his sleeve, and said discouragedly.

"It's not impossible for me to teach you."

Before I could laugh, he said, "Kiss me once, and I'll teach you."