Golden Branch

"Sister, you have wronged me!"

Princess Ping'an was joking, and Wang Heng was happy to "act coquettishly".

She tilted her head, confused and bewildered: "How can this be considered bullying?"

"My brother-in-law said so himself. He wants to ask Mr. Shen's disciples for advice."

"Mr. Shen has been teaching and educating people for many years, and he has many students."

At this point, Wang Heng deliberately raised her hand and pointed to those around her: "Besides my brother and me, there are also my two sisters who are studying with Mr. Shen with me!"

Wang Heng raised the corners of her mouth. Even through the thin veil of the curtain, one could sense her pride. "If you really want to talk about bullying, it's not me who will do the fighting, but—"

Before Wang Heng could even finish her words, Zheng Shisan smiled and said, "I'm a dull girl. I've studied with the princess for several years, but I've only learned the basics."

As he spoke, Zheng Shisan came to the desk, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write quickly.

Feibai style is vigorous, powerful, unrestrained and free.

Although it is not as good as Wang Heng's, it is not worse than Zhou He, who claims to be a master of calligraphy!

Zheng Shiliu was not to be outdone. She raised her bright and beautiful face, which still carried a hint of childishness, and said, "I am not very talented. I have been grinding ink for my sister for several years, and I can write a few characters!"

She walked to Zheng Shisan's side, and Zheng Shisan picked up his handwritten letter, held it in the air, letting the ink dry, and gave up the desk.

Zheng Shiliu spread out the paper himself, lifted his sleeves, picked up the pen, and with a turn of his wrist, lines of flying white flew on the white paper.

The girl, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, could write calligraphy that was not inferior to Zheng Shisan's.

Wang Heng didn't say anything, but she and her two study partners understood exactly what she meant.

humiliation?

Is it humiliating or bullying to ask a true disciple of Mr. Shen to write with his left hand?

Do not!

Wang Heng used the cruel reality to tell everyone that if she really wanted to tear down the face of Zhou He and even the entire Princess Ping'an Mansion and trample them on the ground, she would not fight in person, but let her companion or her companion's companion take action.

Facts also show that Zhou He's calligraphy is not only incomparable to Wang Heng's, but even Wang Heng's shadow and the shadow of Wang Heng's shadow are not comparable!

Princess Ping'an's face turned cold instantly.

The hand holding the whip tightened so hard that the white joints turned white.

But Wang Heng was right. She did show some mercy and gave her sister some dignity.

As the eldest sister, Princess Ping'an had to accept Wang Heng's favor even though she was extremely angry.

If she didn't do this, it would mean that she didn't have the demeanor of an elder sister, didn't know how to care for her younger siblings, and might even be suspected of bullying them.

Wang Jiu is a princess from a different family, so it doesn’t matter.

But behind her are Concubine Jiang, the Ninth Prince, and the Duke of Qi.

Lou Hanzhang was born with a graceful appearance, like a banished immortal, but he acted very coldly and cruelly.

The officials in the court have quite a few insights.

The Fourth Prince, to whom Princess Ping'an depends, has a deep understanding of this.

Princess Ping'an was naturally wary, which was the main reason why she, although clearly coveting Lou Yu's beauty, had never made any provocative remarks or actions.

Although no one has directly provoked Lou Yu and suffered a miserable end.

But a woman like Princess Ping'an, who grew up in the inner court and suddenly became a member of the royal family, has an instinctive premonition of danger.

Lou Hanzhang is not someone to be trifled with.

As Wang Heng spoke, Princess Ping'an's brain was already working rapidly for several rounds.

As soon as Wang Heng finished speaking, the cold expression on Princess Ping'an's face disappeared, replaced by a doting smile.

She is like a sensible and generous elder sister who unconditionally tolerates her naughty younger sister.

She extended a finger and pointed at Wang Heng in the air: "You! You're so mischievous!"

"You come from the Wang family, a great calligraphy family, and you studied under famous scholars throughout the country. Not to mention yourself, even those around you are full of hidden talents!"

Princess Ping'an's words were meant to flatter Wang Heng, but also to find an excuse for Zhou He's defeat.

Wang Heng was not only a student of Shen Du, she was also a descendant of the Wang father and son, who were once the best calligraphers in the world and whose names were recorded in history.

What the Wang family gave Wang Heng was not only excellent genes, but also calligraphy copies that were never passed down to others, and the calligraphy practice experience accumulated by countless ancestors over hundreds of years.

It can be said that Wang Heng achieved such success by standing on the shoulders of giants and having countless resources.

Compared with others, Wang Heng is definitely bullying others in calligraphy!

Of course, Wang Heng did not kill them all.

He knew that he was different from others, so he did not use his right hand.

This is the favor that Princess Ping'an wants to receive.

It’s so frustrating!

Even though he was slapped in the face, he still raised his face with the slap mark and smiled with gratitude!

"Princess! It's getting late. Curfew is almost here. We should head into the city!"

Princess Ping'an endured the frustration and tried hard to greet Wang Heng.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Suddenly, a young man in white monk's robes walked out from the crowd behind Princess Ping'an.

He looked to be in his twenties, with fair skin and delicate features.

A bald head is the most eye-catching, but it does not detract from his handsome appearance at all.

Wang Heng couldn't see clearly through the thick fence, but she knew that this man's appearance was not inferior to Lou Yu.

However, this monk is a completely different type from Lou Yu.

This monk was so beautiful that he was out of this world, especially his eyes, which were filled with the sincerity and purity of a child.

He is very clean and clear, as if time has not left any trace on him and he has not been affected by the world in the slightest.

Lou Yu is also aloof, but there is a sense of nobility in his aloofness.

Wang Heng secretly compared them and guessed the identity of the monk—

Princess Ping'an's new favorite, Huiyuan, a disciple of the holy monk.

The monk's robe is snow-white with wide sleeves and fluttering robes.

This made him look even more ethereal and not like an ordinary person.

His voice was low and gentle, as if it could heal any pain in the world.

Wang Heng couldn't help but think that if this monk used this wonderful voice to chant scriptures, it would surely be an auditory feast and would surely charm countless believers.

Even if you don't believe in Buddhism, you will be attracted by this "son of Buddha".

Buddha?

Wang Heng suddenly thought of the melodramatic love story about "the cold Buddhist falling in love with me" in the countless stories that Wang Mian had told her.

puff!

Originally, Wang Heng was attracted by the beauty and temperament of Monk Huiyuan, but when she thought of what Wang Mian said, she couldn't help laughing.

But Wang Heng's upbringing and the atmosphere at the moment would not allow her to lose her manners.

She could only force herself to hold back her smile, but it was really difficult.

"It's all Amian's fault. He talked about being a cold Buddhist son and an abstinent male god, but he came down to earth for love and bowed his head for love."

"It's so bad that I can't even look a real Buddhist monk in the face now."

"Especially this Huiyuan, who actually entered the mortal world and became Princess Ping'an's lover—"

Wang Heng was very glad that she wore a veil.

A thin white veil more or less covered Wang Heng.

Although she would not act recklessly, she could still look at the person in front of her without leaving any trace.

She looked at the bright and spoiled Princess Ping'an, then at the pure and cold Jade-faced Monk, and in her mind were still the countless little stories that Amian had told her.

The fictional story suddenly had a real-life version——

Uh, Wang Heng blushed and felt an inexplicable discomfort.

"Aheng, it's time for us to go!"

Just when Wang Heng didn't know whether to be secretly happy that their couple had come true or to tap her toes in embarrassment, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes and a tall figure completely blocked her view.

"Ah? Oh!"

Wang Heng raised her head and stared blankly at the figure standing in front of her.

Yes, brother!

Wang Heng also realized what was happening and nodded quickly, "Brother, you're right! We really should go into the city!"

It's almost curfew.

Although those present were all powerful people, curfews and the like had no binding force on them at all.

However, there is no need to waste privileges on unimportant things.

Not to mention, Wang Heng was still in mourning, so it would be difficult for her to create a scandal of "breaking curfew".

"Langya, today is too rushed, so I won't say much to you. I'll play with you another day when I have time."

Ping An seems to attach great importance to Huiyuan.

Although Huiyuan spoke to smooth things over and find a way out for Ping'an, Ping'an was a princess after all and was still angry, so it was easy for her to vent her anger on others.

If it were someone else, such as Zhou He, who was so "offensive", he would be scolded by Ping An.

Ping An is very indulgent towards Huiyuan.

She even managed a smile and nodded, acknowledging his reminder. She then said goodbye to Wang Heng and Lou Yu: "Langya, Hanzhang, this is a farewell. We'll meet again someday!"

While speaking, Princess Ping'an habitually looked at Lou Yu's handsome and flawless face.

In her heart, she couldn't help but compare:

Lou Hanzhang and Huiyuan are indeed rare beauties in the world.

The two of them standing together are evenly matched, each with his own strengths.

Lou Hanzhang is a gentle gentleman, noble and elegant.

Huiyuan is pure and clean, untainted by the mundane world.

Each has its own beauty, and each can touch her heart.

Princess Ping'an's philanthropic heart was stirring, and her gaze towards Lou Yu became increasingly fiery and naked.

Lou Yu clenched the white jade crushing seal on his thumb, and his already bad mood became even more gloomy and dark.

It's like gouging out that ugly monster's eyes.

It seems like I should kill that bald guy—Aheng was actually looking at him just now!

What's so good about a bald head?

Although he looks good, he is too pretentious.

Lou Yu smelled the scent of a kindred spirit on Huiyuan.

He is clearly an ambitious, materialistic man obsessed with profit, but he insists on wearing a mask of being indifferent and childlike.

Such a two-faced villain can only deceive stupid women like Ping An.

Ah Heng, out of her youthful curiosity, looked at the bald man a few more times—

Lou Yu has always had a strong possessive desire for Wang Heng.

Wang Heng has two people, Wang Mian and Zheng Shisan, by his side, and he can't tolerate either of them.

What's more, looking at men other than him?

However, now is not the time for Lou Yu to lose his temper. He can only block Wang Heng's sight and get rid of Ping An and other annoying people!

Wang Heng frowned slightly. What's wrong with you, brother?

Seems, angry?

But why!

Didn't she already help him vent his anger? !