Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Now, the only one who can help her is Li Heng.

"It took you three years to escape from Ruiping Palace. Do you really want to go back?" Wen Yuan always knew Ji Xingyao best, and his words hit the nail on the head.

Ji Xingyao thought about it and nodded with difficulty.

Wen Yuan sighed helplessly: "I would rather you be a cold-blooded person."

In fact, this is Ji Xingyao, warm and kind, with rich emotions. When she loves someone, she loves completely and without reservation.

The same applies to treating friends.

She could use half of her wealth in exchange for the opportunity to accompany Wen Yuan for three months, and she could also step into the Ruiping Palace again to repay Xu Jinyi's favor.

Wen Yuan couldn't stop her.

"Take my palace badge and I'll have someone escort you out of the palace. After meeting with Li Heng, return immediately. If you change your mind midway and don't want to enter the palace, don't hesitate and turn back. I'll be waiting for you here, understand?"

"Got it. Don't worry, Ayuan. I'm leaving now."

Ji Xingyao waved to Wen Yuan and walked out of Yonghe Palace with the imperial concubine's palace badge.

In the Suhe Hall, in the imperial study, Li Zhao was teaching Amire how to write.

“There is a thought in the heart and a pen in the hand; the thought precedes the pen and the pen turns with its will.”

As the words fell, the majestic four words "the world is one" appeared on the paper.

"The world is united!"

Li Zhao looked at Amire with a smile on his face and handed her the brush in his hand: "Come, copy my calligraphy."

The smile on Amire's face was a little stiff. She took the brush and wrote four words half-heartedly.

"Look at you. You've forgotten everything I taught you before. Think before you write. Come, rewrite it."

Li Zhao's tone was gentle and there was no blame at all, but Amire felt inexplicably oppressed.

In the past, she felt that Li Zhao was very tolerant of her, and she could do whatever she wanted with Li Zhao.

But recently, for some reason, when she was with Li Zhao, she always felt that his aura was too strong, and it was subtly oppressive to her. If she was asked to explain why, she couldn't explain it.

Under Li Zhao's supervision, Amire wrote "The World is One" ten times in a row, but each time he wrote, he became less and less satisfied, and each one was worse than the last.

Later she got annoyed and simply threw down her pen and stopped writing.

“I can’t write well. It’s too ugly.”

Li Zhao did not force her when he saw this, but asked Eunuch Zhou to frame the piece he had written.

Only after Eunuch Zhou carefully put the paper away and handed it to the young eunuch below did Li Zhao turn his attention back to Amire.

"Princess, you took the initiative to ask me to practice calligraphy with you. Why are you so impatient after just writing these few words?"

Amire was not really here to practice calligraphy, she had other intentions in coming here today.

"Brother Emperor, please don't bother with me. I have written it very carefully."

Amire pouted, looking cute and adorable.

The proud girl is the most eye-catching eagle on the grassland. She is good at using bows, arrows and whips, but not at using a brush.

The brush was softer than horsehair and went against her in every way. It was either crooked or too thick, and the words she wrote looked like they had been chewed by a dog.

"Haha, fine, then don't practice if you don't want to." Li Zhao didn't bother with her and continued practicing calligraphy on his own.

After finishing a line of writing on the rice paper, Li Zhao left a blank line in the middle and started writing on a new line.

He was trapped in the Eastern Palace before and was bored all day long. In order to calm his mind, he forced himself to practice calligraphy every day.

Wen Yuan's eyes lit up when he saw his calligraphy, and he praised it generously: "Your Highness, I have never seen more beautiful calligraphy than yours."

Even if Wen Yuan's father, Grand Tutor Wen, was here, he would still praise Li Zhao's calligraphy.

Li Zhao was the crown prince and had been studying with a master since he was young. He was strict with himself, worked hard day and night, and did everything to the utmost, making himself a qualified successor to the dynasty.

Wen Yuan admires the strong in her heart, and she admires Li Zhao.

"Your handwriting is even more beautiful than the copybook. I want to copy it."

"Naturally."

Therefore, in order to make it easier for Wen Yuan to copy, Li Zhao would deliberately leave a line blank for her when writing.

Wen Huan's original handwriting was delicate and not from the same faction as Li Zhao's, but she copied it very carefully. After a long time, her handwriting really had some of Li Heng's style.