The Crown Princess is reborn, and the three treasures compete to burn the family tree

"Well, you don't have to guard it, you can go and rest too."

Jiang Yuanchen replied that he had no habit of having anyone keep watch at night, and he didn't like others to serve him closely, so he did most things by himself.

The servants in his courtyard were used to it, so they responded and left.

Jiang Yuanchen didn't rush to turn off the lights. He walked back to the desk, picked up the last big words written, read them carefully from top to bottom, and then nodded.

"Yeah, good. Perfect."

The whispers between his lips and teeth were probably only heard by him.

I saw a piece of fu written neatly on the snow-covered paper. It was a copy of "Fu of Beiluojing" written by Xu Ziyi.

The handwriting on it has improved significantly compared to when he first started learning calligraphy, it doesn't even look like it was written by the same person.

"She should accept it..."

Thinking of Chu Mingzhao, the joy on Jiang Yuanchen's face suddenly dimmed.

He was practicing archery in the yard today, but who knew that Chu Mingzhao would come to the Marquis' Mansion quietly, and come to find him.

Instantly, he instinctively shot the arrow.

Fortunately, Chu Mingzhao had a secret guard following him, who deflected the arrow he shot.

Chu Mingzhao was not injured, but was still frightened.

He should have apologized to her, but Chu Mingzhao's secret guard almost killed him.

It was Chu Mingzhao who stopped him, and in the end she just asked him to write an article for her.

I spent most of the night writing and finally produced something that I am most satisfied with.

Jiang Yuanchen sighed quietly, "I don't know how she is now?"

The girl was much more delicate and tender than him, but she could not survive alone in the mountains for several months like him.

Chu Mingzhao was so frightened that his face turned pale.

I don’t know if I will have nightmares at night.

Jiang Yuanchen thought about it and put the calligraphy down again, then put it away carefully.

He actually took out a few sheets of Xuan paper and drew small animals on each piece of paper.

When he was in Medicine Valley, he was just a child, so even though he was a servant, he couldn't do anything.

He could only be assigned some simple tasks, such as helping to sort the medicinal materials. He was also capable of drawing simple diagrams of various medicinal materials.

Therefore, his handwriting is not beautiful and he can't recognize many words.

However, his painting skills are still okay.

Especially after leaving Yao Valley, he lived in a cave hiding from people.

When he was bored, he observed the wild animals in the forest. He practiced archery at that time and also learned to draw wild animals.

At that time he used stones and branches, but now he has simply replaced them with paper.

There are all kinds of cute and vivid little animals on the snow-white rice paper.

"It's a pity there's no paint..."

Jiang Yuanchen put down his pen and sighed.

After putting away the drawing papers and the copybooks, I turned off the lights and went to bed.

The next morning, he went to school earlier than usual.

Bai Moyan, who had always been following Xie Yulang, arrived at the school earlier than usual. When he saw that Xie Yulang came alone and did not see Xie Yulang, his face suddenly turned cold.

But he just turned his face away and didn't come up.

After a while, Chu Mingzhao arrived.

She seemed to be in good spirits and showed no signs of being frightened.

Jiang Yuanchen felt relieved a little, without saying a word.

Chu Mingzhao sat next to him and said with a smile: "Jiang Yuanchen, where is the thing you promised to give me?"

Before the morning classes started, most of the students in the school gathered in groups of two or three.

But it is rare to see someone as bold as Chu Mingzhao sitting next to Jiang Yuanchen and getting so close to him.

Especially since she is a girl.

But Chu Mingzhao seemed unaware and didn't care about other people's eyes.

It's not up to others to tell her what to do.

Of course, no one dared to say anything in front of her.

But there are definitely a lot of eyes behind the scenes.

"At this."

Jiang Yuanchen wanted to avoid it, but he just sat in the corner of the back row.

There is no turning back now.

He sighed helplessly, placed the copybook on the desk and pushed it in front of Chu Mingzhao.

"Take a look. Is it to your liking?"

If he doesn't like it, he will go back and write it again.

Chu Mingzhao opened the copybook and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Jiang Yuanchen's handwriting was visibly beautiful, and she was just trying to give Jiang Yuanchen a way out.

But who would have thought that he would write it so seriously.

"Wow! I'm very satisfied!"

Jiang Yuanchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, and then handed a copy of calligraphy to Chu Mingzhao.

"What is it?"

Jiang Yuanchen didn't say anything. Chu Mingzhao raised his eyebrows slightly. "It's so mysterious. I want to see what it is. If it's not fun, I won't agree!"

She could tell with her toes that this was a new gift from Jiang Yuanchen as an apology to her.

"!"

Chu Mingzhao's eyes widened after just one look.

She leaned down, getting closer and closer to Jiang Yuanchen.

The two little faces were almost touching each other.

Chu Mingzhao was pleasantly surprised and said, "This is what you drew! So this is your work!"

They have already crossed paths before!

"I drew it."

Jiang Yuanchen instantly understood what Chu Mingzhao wanted to say.

When she was in the Medicine Valley, she must have seen the herbal drawings he drew.

However, this matter cannot be told to others.

He smiled at Chu Mingzhao and raised his hand to push her back to her seat.

The actions of the two had already attracted the attention of others.

Especially when their two faces are close together, it is even more eye-catching.

"Humph! You have no shame!"

Bai Moyan was the first to shout in a low voice, expressing his dissatisfaction.

There is a saying in the Great Zhou Dynasty that boys and girls should not sit at the same table after the age of seven. This is strictly speaking the case with Chu Mingzhao and Jiang Yuanchen.

They are both seven years old and can no longer sit in the same seat.

The others also nodded and said in a low voice: "Disrespectful and rude..."

"Do you feel that..."

But the topic soon went off track, and someone whispered, "They actually look a bit similar."

That’s right. You might not notice it when you look at the two faces separately, but now put them together and look at them carefully.

It's like we're a family!

The eyebrows, eyes, and especially the frowns and smiles seemed as if they were carved from the same mold.

It's just that Jiang Yuanchen is a little thinner, while Chu Mingzhao is more fragile.

No one has ever looked at their faces so carefully before. Now you won’t know the difference. When you look at them now, you’ll be shocked.

"Don't talk nonsense! That's Prince Yong's Mansion! You can't talk nonsense!"

Bai Moyan frowned immediately and lowered his voice.

They were so bold that they even fabricated a story that Jiang Yuanchen was a descendant of Prince Yong's Mansion!

Jiang Yuanchen didn't know what kind of good fortune he had accumulated to be able to meet Jiang Li. He was instantly transformed from a commoner into a distinguished guest in the marquis's mansion, and was able to study at Changping School on an equal footing with them.

Now these people are so blind that they fabricate a story that Jiang Yuanchen is from Prince Yong's mansion, and want Jiang Yuanchen to be related to Prince Yong.

I really don’t know if they forget their minds about home when they come to school.

The others all suddenly came to their senses and remembered who they were scheming against.

It doesn’t matter that Jiang Yuanchen is a commoner, but the other one is the jewel of Prince Yong’s Mansion.

Suddenly, everyone shut their mouths and scattered like birds and beasts. The originally noisy school suddenly became quiet.

Chu Mingzhao withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiang Yuanchen again, and shook his head.

He said with great regret: "Alas, it's a pity that it's not."