Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 197 But You Wrote It? (one more)
Han Youning screamed up to the sky, Lu Lin!

After all, there are fewer people calling her a fat girl in this life, and he has learned how to yell this in front of so many people!
Han Youning pretended not to hear and continued walking.

Zhao Xianger held her back, "Someone called you."

"did not hear it."

Han Youning let go of her hand and continued to walk forward.

Zhao Xianger looked back at Lu Lin who was running down the rockery, and then at Han Youning.

Sister Youning was very kind to her, and the concubine mother said that the pair of ruby ​​earrings she gave were very valuable and could be sold in Qingchun Building.

A few days ago, she was given a peace talisman made by Master Qingde. If the mother and concubine hadn't put on the airs of being the mistress, she would have snatched it away.

On the contrary, Lu Lin's pig, she went to him, he didn't like to talk to her, and he made his father scold him for being a dead wood all day long.

After a fierce ideological struggle——

Zhao Xianger turned around resolutely and walked back.

In such a big place, there are a lot of ladies, what if another one falls into the water?
Wang Caidan smiled and walked forward holding Han Youning's arm, "Look at the other ladies, when they heard that the crown prince and the third prince were there, they all waited in their places, but you didn't even look at them."

Han Youning smiled, "Didn't the princess not even look at it?"

Wang Caidan smiled, "That's right, so we hit it off."

Han Youning held her hand and said seriously, "Thank you for helping me out just now."

"Silly girl, what are you thankful for? Look at your cleverness, even if I don't make a move, she won't be able to stand up to you."

Wang Caidan smiled inexplicably again, "Besides, there are still people watching on the mountain, so why worry about no one coming down to help you out?"

Han Youning could hear what she meant, but pretended to be confused, "Brother is here, so naturally I won't suffer."

"Yes. The prince is not willing to let his precious little sister be bullied."

Wang Caidan smiled and said, "I heard that the prince has been very generous these days. He has invited two banquets, and always brags at the banquet that he has got a smart, cute and beautiful sister. Now, there is no son in the whole capital who doesn't know about you." Already!"

Talking and laughing, the two left the lotus pond and walked slowly in the garden.

Turning around a rockery, a tall black figure appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

It was like a precipitous mountain standing thousands of feet high, and it was crushed down by its majesty.

Han Youning raised his head, and saw Zhao Chenfeng's eyes were heavy, staring at her and said, "County Master Zhaoping, I have a few words to ask you."

Han Youning blessed the body and looked at him calmly, "Please speak, Your Highness."

Zhao Chen turned to Wang Caidan, "Danyang, you go back to the flower hall first."

Wang Caidan responded, and before leaving, he smiled and said, "Cousin, you can't scare Zhaoping, she is too young to be scared."

Zhao Chen just stared at Han Youning without speaking.

Wang Caidan glanced at Han Youning and left.

After this period of psychological adjustment, Han Youning was able to maintain a superficial peace when facing Zhao Chen.

But Zhao Chen's sudden rush made her heart hang again.

She took a step back, raised her head and smiled, "Your Highness wants to talk about the case of Marquis Yongping?"

Zhao Chen raised his hand, and in his hand was a bright red invitation card, "You wrote this invitation card?"

Han Youning took it over and looked at it. It was the one sent to Duke Zhong's mansion, and it was in the hands of Princess Nanzhang.

She returned it calmly, and replied, "Yes."

Zhao Chen raised his hand and broke off a dead branch from the tree beside him. A dagger fell out of his sleeve. He carefully trimmed off the miscellaneous branches on the branch, cut off the branch, and handed it to Han Youning. "You write it to Gu."

Han Youning didn't pick up the branches, but asked him strangely, "Why does Your Highness want to watch the little girl write?"

Zhao Chen looked straight at her, "I have an old friend. She doesn't like to write. The characters she writes are round, chubby and lack energy. She has practiced for two years, a hundred big characters a day, and she has achieved some results. Just now she is alone. When I saw the words you wrote, I suddenly thought of her."

He spoke very slowly, and every word was heavy, hitting Han Youning's heart heavily.

What Han Youning is most worried about is her handwriting, whether it is her ugly handwriting before or the handwriting that she has practiced later, Zhao Chen is familiar with it.If nothing changed, what she wrote should be ugly.

But the words she writes now are different from both of them.

When writing the copybooks that day, she only wrote a few with her own hands, most of them were for the mansions that had nothing to do with Zhao Chen.In addition, he wrote two letters to Duke Zhongguo's mansion, in order to deceive Han Qinglian.And let Mrs. Han know through Han Qinglian's mouth.Then swap out those two invitations and replace them with the current one.

All other invitations were written by Han Qinglian.

Ordinarily, the possibility of Zhao Chen seeing the invitation letter written by her is very small. After all, he is very indifferent to Princess Nanzhang, and he will hide if he can, and he has nothing to do with Mrs. Zhongguo.

But whoever imagined let him meet like this.

Han Youning took the branch with a smile, "So that's the case. It seems that he also borrowed the copybook from Prince Jin."

"Prince Jin?" Zhao Chen's face was stern, "Did you practice calligraphy with Uncle Seventh Emperor?"

"Yes. Lord Jin gave my little girl a copybook. My little girl looks good. After practicing every day, I can barely read it."

Zhao Chen looked at the copybook in his hand again, although the charm was not smooth enough, it did resemble the Seven Emperor Uncle's handwriting.

He held the copybook tightly, and the copybook was crumpled into a ball.

Han Youning asked, "Does Your Highness still need to read?"

Zhao Chen said, "Look."

Han Youning squatted down, holding a branch in his left hand, and wrote strokes on the ground.

Zhao Chen squatted beside her, "Why do you write with your left hand?"

Han Youning wrote slowly, "The Zhan'anjiang Qingshan capsized. I rolled in the cabin. My right wrist hurt my muscles and bones, so I could only write with my left hand and eat with my left hand. It has been more than two months now, and I still haven't recovered well. It hurts to hold a snack, let alone hang your wrist."

After finishing writing, she dropped the branch and stood up.

Zhao Chen squatted there with gloomy eyes, looking at the writing on the ground, "King Jin will save Han You from fire and water."

Han Youning said slowly, "That day, the Qingshan ship rolled over and the river was flooded. My little girl thought she was going to go with her relatives after all. When I was dying, Prince Jin hugged me and leaped out of the water like a god. If it wasn't for Huo Greetings, Chief Escort, I thought he was really a fairy, and he is a very good-looking fairy."

She smiled, "Unexpectedly, when he arrived in the capital, he rescued the little girl twice again. One was when the lotus pond fell into the water, and the other was when the rose garden was on fire. I don't know how to repay him for saving my life three times."

Zhao Chen's eyes were calm, his attention was diverted, "Meiyuan is on fire, so he made a move."

It turned out that Uncle Qi Huang had done so much before he knew it.

No wonder, they have some kind of subtle tacit understanding.

He picked up the branch, swept across it sideways, and erased those two lines of writing.

When she wanted to ask her again, she had already walked towards Han Sixing and Zhao Yin, "Brother."

　The monthly ticket is doubled. . .

　　Book title, book title, do you want to change it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)