Author: Singing Stream

Xiao Yingxue no longer paid attention to Xiao Zhihua and walked up the mountain with herbs in her arms.

Even if she didn't look back, she could still feel Xiao Zhihua's resentful gaze.

Just a magpie's nest, she will sooner or later go to the Duke Zhenguo's mansion to clean up Xiao Zhi's paintings.

Xiao Yingxue passed by the gate of Qingfeng Hall, looked at the gate and thought for a while and raised her legs and walked in.

She came to the garden with a familiarity and heard laughter coming from the pavilion.

"Brother Yuan, hurry up! Chengfeng is going to win!"

Xiao Yingxue walked a few steps and saw Xiao Ningyin holding Shangguan Yuan's right arm like a pendant, and Shangguan Yuan was holding a stone lock on his left hand.

Beside them, the wind spreads his arms and walks like the wind with a stone lock in one hand.

Shangguan Yuan struggled to catch up, but he was still one step behind.

"Sister!" Xiao Ningyin glanced at Xiao Yingxue and quickly jumped to the ground: "You are here, come here to play!"

Xiao Yingxue shook her head: "I still have to go back to refine medicine. I just met Xiao Zhihua at the foot of the mountain. She recognized me as you and said she would never let me go."

"I understand." Xiao Ningyin didn't care at all: "Don't worry, sister, she can't hurt me."

Shangguan Yuan smiled and said to Shisuo, picked up the copybook written by Xiao Ningyin and handed it to Xiao Yingxue: "Sister Xueer, this is the copybook written by Yiner, for you!"

Xiao Yingxue rolled her eyes in her heart, took the copybook and said thank you, turned around and left.

Xiao Ningyin looked at Xiao Yingxue's back as she left, and inexplicably felt that Xiao Yingxue was the one who was reborn, and she herself was a little girl who was ignorant and ignorant and ignorant.

"Yin'er, what's wrong?" Shangguan Yuan stretched out his finger and scraped Xiao Ningyin's nose: "Little girl, do you have any worries?"

Xiao Ningyin blinked her eyes and jumped to Shangguan Yuan's back, holding his neck with both hands, her mouth pressed against his ears, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yuan, what is your worries?"

Shangguan Yuan was stunned by the question, and he helplessly pulled off the little man lying on his shoulder: "You haven't practiced writing today?"

After saying that, Shangguan Yuan walked to the stone table with Xiao Ningyin in his arms, spread out the paper and pen, and wrote a new copybook for her.

He has never written this font before and is very suitable for girls to practice.

"Oh!" Xiao Ningyin pouted, reluctantly picked up the brush, and began to write with strokes.

She seemed to be gifted in writing. No matter whether she had seen fonts before, she would feel decent for the first time. And when she practiced more than three times, it would seem like she had more than ten years of experience.

Therefore, Xiao Ningyin not only played with Shangguan Yuan in Qingfeng Hall, but more often, Shangguan Yuan racked his brains to write a new font for Xiao Ningyin to copy it.

Therefore, Xiao Ningyin’s relationship with Shangguan Yuan is both a teacher and a friend, and sometimes Shangguan Yuan still has the consciousness of the parents.

Xiao Ningyin had lunch with Shangguan Yuan in Qingfeng Hall, and then he jumped back to Guiyun Village.

As soon as she entered the gate, she saw Duke Xiao Qi looking at her with a dark face.

Xiao Ningyin felt guilty for no reason. Why did she forget that her grandfather came to the Divine Doctor Valley?

"Grandpa!" Xiao Ningyin's eyes rolled, and she rushed towards Xiao Qi, and said soft and sweet: "Grandpa, Yin'er misses you so much! Do grandpa miss Yin'er?"

Xiao Qi hugged Xiao Ningyin helplessly: "Slow down, don't fall!"

Xiao Qi looked at Xiao Ningyin up and down and smiled angrily: "Grandpa is still waiting for you to have a meal? You're fine, you're eating so much that you've been throwing grandpa into Java, have you already been?"

"No!" Xiao Ningyin was not guilty at all: "I thought my grandfather had a meal with Xiao Zhihua?"

"It's better not to mention that thing!" Xiao Qi was reluctant to mention Xiao Zhihua and walked towards the dining room with Xiao Ningyin: "Yin'er, come in, grandpa has something to discuss with you."
Chapter completed!