Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

The warm autumn sunshine shines in through the windows, adding some hazy warm light circles to the study.

On the desk, a thick and powerful palm and a small and delicate hand were holding a pen to write.

"When writing this type of characters with few strokes and a tall shape, the strokes should be written thinner."

Lu Huan helped Su Qian finish writing a traditional Chinese character for noble. "Your handwriting is neat and elegant. It would be better for you to learn regular script."

"I don't have many good regular script calligraphy books here. After a few days, I will find some calligraphy books by famous calligraphers for you to practice. I believe that after practicing for a period of time, you will be able to make some progress."

Su Qian responded indifferently and continued practicing calligraphy.

When chatting with him last night, he suddenly picked up the letter she had sent him before and asked her why there were a few words in it that he had never seen before.

Su Qian was speechless and could only find an excuse, saying that she was not well-trained and did not recognize many words, so she wrote some words incorrectly.

Lu Huan suddenly got an idea and took out a book to ask her.

For educated Chinese people, knowing traditional Chinese characters and writing simplified Chinese characters is easy.

But some of the traditional Chinese characters were too complicated for her to recognize.

Lu Huan then said that he wanted to teach her how to write.

Her long, dark hair was gathered behind her back, occasionally blown by the wind and blocking her vision, but she didn't get annoyed.

Su Qian sat calmly in front of the desk practicing calligraphy. The pen he used was the size that men usually use.

Her hands were small, not as big as Lu Huan's, so they were a little uncomfortable to use, but she never said a word, just practicing calligraphy calmly and calmly.

The woman in front of him had a fair face and red lips, and her manners were as graceful as an orchid. She was wearing a white peony gauze dress with water drops.

His face when he wasn't smiling was cold and aloof, gentle yet with a hint of deliberate distance.

Occasionally, when she glanced at me, she really looked like the goddess of Tianshan Mountain, noble and elegant.

Lu Huan was somewhat mesmerized by what he saw. Just as he was immersed in it, Zi Tan knocked on the door. "Master, the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor, Master Xu, is here."

Lu Huan: "Please invite the teacher to the main hall."

Zitan: "It's too late. Lord Xu is already waiting in the yard."

Lu Huan then remembered that Xu Lianyun used to often come to his house to chat with him. Since he brought Su Qian back to Shangjing, he had only visited Xu Lianyun's house twice. No wonder he came here in person.

Lu Huan had never married, and he didn't even have a maid or a concubine. Moreover, the courtyard he lived in was far away from the rear house, so Xu Lianyun often came over. Sometimes he didn't even need a servant to inform him and went straight into his study.

Su Qian noticed his discomfort and offered, "There's a screen over there, why don't I go there to take shelter."

She was not dressed as a man when she was next to Lu Huan, and was still dressed as a woman. If she walked out of the main door of the study at this moment, perhaps the whole of Shangjing would know about it tomorrow.

Now Su Qian and Lu Huan are tied to the same rope, and not letting anyone know is for her own safety.

If Gao Jiarong and those people in the palace knew about this, I don’t know how long her head can remain in her body normally.

Lu Huan hesitated for a while. Xu Lianyun was his teacher. In fact, it would be fine if he knew about Su Qian's existence, but it would bring more risks.

He didn't want to take any risks until he was completely sure, not to mention that this matter concerned Su Qian's safety.

After a few seconds, he said, "Okay."

After Su Qian hid behind the screen, Lu Huan ordered someone to invite Xu Lianyun in.

Although Xu Lianyun waited in the yard for a while, there was no resentment on his face. There was a smile in the corners of his eyes and he didn't even care about the wrinkles that appeared.

"My dear nephew, I just saw a fat cat in your yard. They said it was your cat, but I didn't believe it just now."

Xu Lianyun is over fifty years old, but he is in good spirits. Even when you are in close contact with him, you don't see that he looks old.

"Tell me about it yourself. You own the cat, don't you?"

Lu Huan bowed slightly and saluted towards Xu Lianyun, "It is indeed raised by a student."

Xu Lianyun hissed, as if he didn't believe it, and looked at him for a long time with an inquiring look, "How come you have changed a lot since you came back this time?"

Lu Huan poured him a cup of tea and said, "Teacher, I don't understand what you said."

Xu Lianyun took the teacup and held it in his hand without moving. "You used to dislike these small animals, so why do you keep cats now?"

This cat was the orange cat that he and Su Qian teased under the osmanthus tree a few days ago.

Su Qian liked it very much, so when he returned to Shangjing this time, Lu Huan also ordered someone to bring it back.

Lu Huan said helplessly, "I met it on the road. It insisted on following me home. It was very clingy. I was helpless as a student."

"But on second thought, if I discard it and someone else picks it up and doesn't treat it well, I'd feel bad."

"In this case, I have no choice but to bring it back and raise it myself."

Su Qian, who was behind the screen, was completely confused.

Is he talking about cats or people?

Xu Lianyun drank a few sips of tea thoughtfully, "That's good too. I saw it just now and it's quite lively. With it accompanying you, I feel relieved."

Lu Huan: "Yes, she is quite lively."

Su Qian: "..."

Mother Liao knocked on the door and came in, bringing them some tea and fruit.

As soon as Madam Liao left, Xu Lianyun said, "My dear nephew, now that your parents are gone, you are all alone. Your teacher feels sorry for you."

Su Qian raised her eyebrows behind the screen. Why did these words sound so familiar?

Lu Huan: "Teacher, don't worry. Everything is fine with the students. There is nothing wrong."

Xu Lianyun continued, "Although you should observe mourning after your father passed away, but now... you are not young anymore. If your father were still alive, he would also hope to see you get married and start a family."

The smile on Lu Huan's lips faded a little. "My father just passed away. I don't dare to think about these things yet. I'm sorry to make you worry."

Xu Lianyun frowned, "How can you not think for yourself, kid? If you want to mourn for your father, you can arrange a marriage first, and other things can be done slowly.

I, your teacher, also inquired about the emperor's opinion for you a few days ago. The emperor has no objection. As long as you are willing, we can discuss this matter."

Xu Lianyun was the prince's tutor, and Lu Huan was also the prince's companion when he was young. They studied under the prince's tutor for several years.

Lu Huan has a cold personality. Although he seems to get along well with most people, the only person he truly respects and is willing to get close to is Xu Lianyun.

Lu Huan also knew that Xu Lianyun intended to marry his daughter to him, but he had no such intention, either then or now.

Seeing Lu Huan's silence, Xu Lianyun thought there was room for discussion, so he continued, "Master, I'll tell you the truth. Wanqing..."

Thinking of his daughter's affectionate look, he sighed, "She likes you."