not in vain

A few days later, Su Qian had nothing to do and practiced calligraphy in the small courtyard.Su Qian felt that since she knew how to write, she shouldn't be the same as not being able to write because her handwriting was not good-looking, so she decided to practice handwriting when she had nothing to do, and she could pass the time and calm down.

Su Qian picked up the pen, thought for a while, and wrote down on the paper:

The king gave birth to me, but I did not wait for the king to be born.

Even if you live with you, it is difficult to be happy with you.

"This is... a folk song from Tang Dynasty?" Zhan Zhao's voice sounded behind Su Qian.

"Ah... yes. I changed a few sentences casually." Su Qian explained in a panic, she wrote it because she thought of Zhan Zhao, but she was afraid that Zhan Zhao would see it, "I wrote it for fun, don't worry about it. "

Zhan Zhao shook her head with a wry smile, she really cared about her opinion.

Afraid that Zhan Zhao would dwell on those few words again, Su Qian folded the paper and put it aside.

Zhan Zhao looked at it, lowered his eyes and said nothing, but his expression seemed a little sad.

Su Qian looked at it, thinking that she was wrong, so she didn't care.I just think it's useless for me to dream here, he doesn't like me.All I can do is to let him not worry about this moment, get entangled in this matter, and do as he wants.

Anyway, it's better to think less about these things.She thought, should she sew a wedding dress?

Forget it.The wedding dress should be made for the one you love.

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