C272 I'll Teach You How to Read and Write(2)

"You'll know about it in the future." Mu Haiyang left his embrace. She promised Yee Shuizhi to keep it a secret, so naturally she would keep her word.

In her heart, she was still very grateful for his tenderness towards her, and she was grateful that he treated her so gently. Fei Fei stood in front of her and said, "Since you still want to stay here, then I have nothing to do these days anyway. I'll hand you the book and write, so you won't have to ask others. How embarrassing! "

Mu Haiyang heard what he said and it was exactly the same as what she had dreamt. She stared at him with her eyes wide open. She could only see that his mouth was moving but she could not hear what he said.

"You... Did you hear that?" Lyi Xuanzhi saw her staring at him absentmindedly and asked her.

He swayed back and forth as he returned to his senses. " Oh! I heard you!"

" If I don't learn well, don't hit me or scold me. Otherwise, I don't want you to teach me! " Mu Haiyang first took precautions against him.

Lyi Xuanzhi saw that she was so childish and touched her head. He smiled and said, "Okay!"

"Then... thank you first!" He bowed and saluted.

"This child can be taught too!" He replied with a smile.

"Tch ~ I said you were fat, and you even gasped for air!" He teased.

After they returned to their rooms, Lyi Xuanzhi continued to draw his unfinished work. Mu Haiyang, on the other hand, stayed in the room. Her mind kept recollecting his tenderness and she unconsciously started to laugh foolishly.

Until Lyi Xuanzhi had finished drawing and walked into her room. He saw her sitting behind the desk, holding a pen and supporting her chin with her hands. She giggled with empty eyes. When she walked in front of her, she didn't stop giggling. She reached out and knocked her head. Only then did she react.

"Why are you giggling here by yourself?"

Seeing that it was him, Mu Haiyang came back to her senses and said, "No... Nothing!" Then she got up and said, "You pull it, you sit, I'll go and get a chair."

Lyi Xuanzhi pulled him back to the desk and said," Ben Wang... I'll teach you how to write. "

There were brushes, ink, and inkstones on the table. The ink had long been dried. Lyi Xuanzhi started to grind. He grabbed his right sleeve with his left hand and started to grind for her.

"What books have you been reading these days?" Lyi Xuanzhi asked as he grinded.

"Absent and Guigu'zi!" He looked at ___ grinding and answered his question seriously.

"Why are you reading these two books? You want to be a strategist?" She was curious about her hobbies.

"I can't even read all of them, I still want to be a strategist, a soldier is more like it" He even started to laugh at himself.

"Alright, I'll read your words!" Lyi Xuanzhi just finished writing Mo Yan.

"Guigu'zi, the first chapter of the book, Positioning and Positioning. Guangdong is like ancient times, and the saints are the first in the world, and they are the first of all living things. ......”

Mu Haiyang picked up her pen and started to write as she listened to him. She simply could not keep up with his pace. Her handwriting was already bad to begin with, and she even recited it so quickly. She started to panic. When she finished reading this sentence, Mu Haiyang wrote on the paper, Guangdong Ruji Gu. Other than the ancient words, she had also written it incorrectly. She cut it off.

Lyi Xuanzhi looked over and looked at her with disdain. He said, "Let me teach you how to write. You don't even have the right hand gestures to hold a pen!"

He walked behind her and used his right hand to hold her finger. "There is no fixed method to hold a brush. You need to make it void and wide. You can find a comfortable way to hold it. Your palm will be empty. " Adjusting the way she was holding the brush.

Mu Haiyang also found a less tiring position to hold the brush. It was also a clever method. Lyi Xuanzhi reached out his right hand to hold her right hand and said, "Relax your hand. Follow my hand!" He focused on teaching her how to write.

"That is why the sages are in the world, since ancient times until now. Their Dao is also the same! " Lyi Xuanzhi's focus had always been on the pen and paper, and Mu Haiyang had already begun to wander around, allowing him to hold her hand as he moved it.

"Focus. This Heaven character, what do you think when you write the word' husband '?" Lyi Xuanzhi was talking about her, and he deliberately circled the word.

Although he had deliberately written it incorrectly, he did not expect Mu Haiyang to not notice it. Only then did he know that her attention was not on writing anymore.

"No... Not good, I'm sorry!" He smiled awkwardly.

Lyi Xuanzhi smiled, but Mu Haiyang did not dare to wander around anymore. She was writing seriously.

She had written down the entire book. Mu Haiyang really admired Lyi Xuanzhi. She admired him so much that she almost fell to her knees to worship him. This ancient man's brain was really good. He did not even need to read books. He was able to recite it. His impression of him increased by another level, no! Not the height. It was worship, Great God!

It was one thing for a person to be handsome, but not to mention that he had martial arts skills. He even had a good brain and was born with a good life. It was too unfair!

Lyi Xuanzhi pulled his hand away and knocked her on the head. "What are you thinking about again?"

"Nothing?" Mu Haiyang was not convinced and said angrily, Why did I get grabbed by him when I was thinking about something?

Pointing at the paper on the table, she smiled and said, "Nothing? Look at what you wrote."

Mu Haiyang wrote an entire page of Great God Lyi Xuanzhi's Worship. She quickly rubbed the paper and said guiltily, "Nothing..."

"I saw my name, but I don't know what Great God means. I am the Royal Highness, not some God. Only when others worship, don't need to worship! In the future, you don't need to worship me. This king... You and I are equal!" Lyi Xuanzhi announced.

"What do you know..."

What they understood was completely different.

Now Mu Haiyang did not dare to swim anymore. If she was not careful, she would leak it on the paper.

[Little Stream briefly explained that those words were written by Xiong and created by himself!] [Thank you very much, Xiong Ji!]