The promotion of the imperial palace of the prosperous Huangmou

Chapter 773

It wasn't until he opened the door and entered the small study that Li Yan suddenly said a word: "This is the place I used before. It was here when I was enlightened."

After hearing these words, Lu Juntong was slightly taken aback.Then he involuntarily looked at this small study carefully.

The study room is indeed not big, and there are not many books in it, and they are all books for beginners.

Three Character Classic Thousand Character Prose——

Lu Juntong glanced over these books little by little, imagining the scene when Li Yan learned them one by one when he was a child.

Suddenly it felt a little interesting.

I just don't know what Li Yan looked like when he was a child.

"Your Highness must have been very different from when he was a child, right?" Lu Juntong asked softly, and then walked to the desk, and suddenly his heart was moved again - the furnishings on the desk were exactly the same as those in Li Yan's palace.

"I don't know what I was like when I was a child, but there should be a huge gap." Also looking at the decorations in the small study inch by inch, Li Yan finally laughed softly, even the tone was very special Soft third.

Lu Juntong looked at that look, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

She couldn't help thinking: probably there are many memories of Li Yan in this small study.

And, it should be interesting too.

But even so, Lu Juntong did not dare to forget Emperor Wen's order, and skillfully took out an ingot of ink from the drawer, took a little water, and slowly began to grind the ink.

After looking around, Li Yan finally retracted his gaze, then walked to the desk and sat down on the chair.

"What book did Your Highness copy?" Lu Juntong was afraid that Li Yan would feel unhappy thinking about what happened just now, so he had nothing to say.

Li Yan did not look unhappy at all, but instead smiled: "Just copy the Tao Te Ching."

"Ah?" Lu Juntong looked up in surprise.It just feels a little weird.

She thought they were some other books, after all, how could ordinary people copy books like this.

However, Li Yan had already picked up the pen and gently hugged it in the ink.Then put the paperweight down, and just started copying the book.

Seeing Li Yan's proficient appearance, and the fact that he could write silently without reading the book, Lu Juntong thought silently: Maybe he either likes this book very much, or he has copied it too many times.

And she thinks it should be the latter.

Lu Juntong actually had a lot of questions in his heart that he wanted to ask, but he felt that it was not appropriate to ask at this time, so he could only continue to study ink absent-mindedly.

But looking at Li Yan's smiling face, she didn't seem too uncomfortable or caring, so she gradually calmed down.

Then he just quietly looked at his side face, and gradually let go of his thoughts, only the movements of his hands were always gentle and unstoppable.

For a moment, in the small study room, there were only the sound of the nib rubbing against the paper and the sound of her grinding ink.

More is the breath of the two.

Such a time is like going back to the past in a trance.

When she was still working in the womb, she was also studying ink at the table, watching Li Yan reviewing memorials or practicing calligraphy.

Just spend an afternoon or an evening in peace.

Close and natural.

That's why people can't help feeling nostalgic for it, and they don't even want to end this time.

I can't wait to go on like this until—the end of time.

(End of this chapter)