After getting dressed, I bewitched the Fourth Master with my beauty

As soon as he said these words, An Shu paused and immediately raised his eyes to look at the Fourth Master.

Looking at the fourth master's dark and piercing eyes, An Shu was even more shocked, and the whole person was unexpectedly shocked.

Listening to what Fourth Master just said, Anshu's mind kept spinning.

In the future, I will prepare to take you to the palace to meet my empress. My empress likes to teach calligraphy. If you don't know how to do calligraphy, will she not be happy?

Such a sentence clearly means that the fourth master places her in a very important position in his heart, and it occupies a certain weight, which shows that the fourth master obviously regards her as his own.

And he was planning her future purposefully, otherwise why would he have planned to take her to the palace.

and.

He said that he would take her to meet his empress, so he asked her to practice calligraphy in advance to please her empress, also known as De Fei, so he clearly regarded her as a family member.

At this moment.

Anshu's heart warmed up, and she was even more touched. It turned out that the fourth master regarded her as so important. She had never known it before, but she knew it at this moment.

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The fourth master actually regarded her as so important.
She was really overjoyed and pleasantly surprised.

Even a little happy.

For an instant.

She blushed shyly and responded: "What if I never know how to do it?" 18.30
Fourth Master smiled softly, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "If you don't know how, then you have to let me write it for you."

Immediately afterwards, An Shu smiled softly, with a little tenderness at the corners of his mouth.

"But, I feel good about it." Fourth Master leaned over and whispered in An Shu's ear: "You should also practice your calligraphy well, so that you can make progress."

The voice fell.

Fourth Master squeezed Anshu's hand and started writing on the rice paper one stroke at a time. The pen and ink were drawn on the rice paper, and he outlined the thin, soft, deep and shallow strokes like in the past.

Immediately afterwards, thick and colorful fonts were written on the rice paper one by one, and the fonts were listed in average sizes. They looked very correct and very tasteful.

Anshu's hand kept moving along with the fourth master's, and the fourth master held Anshu's book very patiently, teaching her to outline stroke by stroke, and write with rich ink and color on the rice paper.

Two people hug each other.

The cooperation is very tacit.

The action is very close.

So, I wrote on the rice paper stroke by stroke. The whole picture made people feel very comfortable, and it also felt very beautiful.

After a while.

A piece of "Shanglin Fu" was slowly sketched out and slowly spread out on the rice paper. The words were closely linked and the beads were interlocked, making it look very neat and tidy.

Such a scene.

Such a calligraphy scroll.

It makes people look very lingering, and it is also very neat.

Obvious.

The fonts written by Anshu look very neat and tidy, which is obviously much better than before and much neater than before.

Compared with the previous font, it has improved by several levels.

"Ah, this word looks much better than before." An Shu said with some surprise, his eyes fixed on the fourth master, his eyes were full of strange colors, which added a bit of excitement: "Master, it's great, Master, it's really great." "Haha!"

Fourth Master smiled softly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but feel a little proud, and even more so, he said, "Well, if the teacher teaches well, the students will also learn well."

"That's what I taught you. I taught you step by step. So why can't I, a student, take it to heart?" An Shu smiled softly and continued.

"Well, in that case, then you should study hard, practice hard, and start teaching as soon as possible." The fourth master smiled softly, squeezed Anshu's hand, and then started drawing on the rice paper.

Followed by.

The two of them started writing on the rice paper again, outlining the fonts one by one.

Then another piece of work was completed by Fourth Master and An Shu.

Presented on the table.

Looking at the completed work, the two people looked at each other and smiled, showing different colors.

So, the two of them stayed in the study room for a whole afternoon.

The sun sets in the west, and the morning glow fills the entire sky.

The fourth master took Anshu's hand and walked out of the study, then walked towards the main hall, and then went to have dinner.

So after dinner, Fourth Master accompanied Anshu to rest in the house.

Just like this, I spent another day in Mantingzhai.

Seeing this, the people in the backyard couldn't help but complain and curse Anshu. They all regarded her as a thorn in their side.

Fujin and Li even sneered at this, and even criticized Anshu. They couldn't help but hate her very much.

even so.

But it still can't change anything, let alone the current situation.

It would not have any impact on Anshu. Even after Anshu knew about it, she just smiled and would not take it to her heart at all.

I still go my own way, live my life peacefully, and live my life peacefully.

He would never put the two of them in his heart to affect his mood.

Day two.

The fourth master came down from the court. The moment he came down from the court, the third elder brother, the fourth elder brother, the sixth elder brother, the seventh elder brother, and the eighth elder brother surrounded him.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother, why did Huang Ama praise the prince Yifan this morning? Didn't he always yell at the prince in the court in the past?" The seventh prince stood aside and put his arm around his shoulder, asking with a smile. He said, his tone full of endless temptation.

The fourth master's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but pass by a chill, but it quickly passed by. Pretending that nothing had happened, he pushed away the seventh brother's hand, and then said every word Bing Bing said: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Then he quickly glanced at Ba Age, who was standing on his right.

But the Eighth Prince narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of darkness flashed through his eyes, but he didn't say anything at all.

"Don't you know? Haven't you always had a good relationship with the prince?" Then the sixth elder brother said from the side again, with a deep meaning in his tone.

"Ah!"

The fourth master sneered, not wanting to fall into their trap at all, so he spoke word by word: "When I was young, I was not sensible and we often played together. Didn't I play with you before and we are not very close?"

Fourth Master raised his eyebrows every word and couldn't help asking.

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