"Yan'er, where have you gone?!" The old lady hugged me tightly, for fear that I would disappear again the next moment.

"Yan'er, dad knows that you are not willing to enter the palace, but you are so ridiculous!" Fu Tianheng scolded softly.

"Yan'er, you weren't bullied, were you? Why did Xiang'er run away from home without taking her with her?!" Fu Ruoli grabbed my hand and asked forcefully.

This group of "family members" is really interesting. I was kidnapped for three whole days. In the end, they thought I was unhappy and ran away from home! How frustrating! My image in their minds is so bad!!

"I just said she would definitely come back. How could she give up the position of queen!" Er Niang's sarcastic words came to her ears.

A large group of people were chattering around me. The noise made me have a headache. I yelled: "Stop making noise, I want to sleep!"

"Miss, you are back, Xi'er is worried to death." As soon as we entered the room, Xi'er chased me and asked questions.

"Let's discuss everything tomorrow. Miss, I want to go to bed now." My head is pounding. I just want to have a good sleep and make up for the three nights of sleep.

I slept until noon. "Miss, get up quickly. Madam wants you to go to dinner." Xi'er pushed me.

"Okay, okay. Get up." Taking this opportunity of eating, I had to tell my father about entering the palace.

As soon as I made up my mind, I immediately got out of bed, quickly washed myself and came to the dining room. "Dad, mother, second mother, morning!" I greeted.

"It's getting late, the big table is waiting for you to serve dinner!" Er Niang glared at me dissatisfied.

"Miss, you are back, Xi'er is worried to death." As soon as we entered the room, Xi'er chased me and asked questions.

"Let's discuss everything tomorrow. Miss, I want to go to bed now." My head is pounding. I just want to have a good sleep and make up for the three nights of sleep.

I slept until noon. "Miss, get up quickly. Madam wants you to go to dinner." Xi'er pushed me.

"Okay, okay. Get up." Taking this opportunity of eating, I had to tell my father about entering the palace.

As soon as I made up my mind, I immediately got out of bed, quickly washed myself and came to the dining room. "Dad, mother, second mother, morning!" I greeted.

"It's getting late, the big table is waiting for you to serve dinner!" Er Niang glared at me dissatisfied.

I turned around and said calmly: "Dad, Yan'er has thought clearly, I have decided to enter the palace!"

"Yan'er, are you okay? What happened?" Fu Tianheng looked at me in disbelief. This girl seemed to be a different person after she came back.

"It's okay, I figured it out, so don't ask." If I keep asking, I might be able to figure out all my kidnapping experiences.

"Okay, then tomorrow, dad will hire a master to teach you how to read. You can't be illiterate!" Fu Tianheng stopped questioning and said lovingly.

"What? Studying?! Dad————" The roar shook the entire Qian Mansion.

Inside the Qiankun Hall~~~

"That girl is back!" The person in the palace suddenly came down and said in surprise.

"She came back last night, but she refused to say anything when asked." Fu Ruoli said worriedly.

"Didn't you say you ran away from home?!" His sharp eyes were directed at Fu Ruoli.

"It turns out that I think so, but Miss Liu didn't come back yesterday. Yan'er also looked unhappy."

"Well... you go check this matter out." A neat voice sounded, mixed with a hint of complicated emotions.

Fufu~

As expected, I secretly looked at the old man opposite me. Why were all the teachers in ancient times so old? They were really old masters, very old masters.

Look at that man, his hair is gray, even his beard is gray, he coughs three times after saying one sentence, he is swaying when he walks, and he staggers even when standing. I observe the man in front of me with worry, don't let me have a stroke because of my anger!

"Miss Fu, today we are learning the Analects of Confucius." The trembling voice was accompanied by a violent cough.

I looked at him again with worry: "I can recite the Analects of Confucius, you listen..."

The old man closed his eyes and nodded while listening to me. Suddenly he opened his eyes and said, "Continue."

Are you still going on? I searched for everything related to Ziyue in my head, but unfortunately I have exhausted all my resources!

"I can't recite it!" I confessed honestly.

"Then write it down." The old man ordered.

If I could write well, why would I come to you? Idiot, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him.

"I can't write"

"You! You!" The old man suddenly became emotional and pointed at me. He was speechless for a long time.

Could this be a prelude to a stroke, right? Shaking so badly? It was no less than epilepsy?! I ran out and called the doctor.

At my strong request, Fu Tianheng now replaced me with a young and strong master who was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting! Therefore, I had to agree: in addition to reading, I also had to make up for painting and drawing at night.

Guzheng!

"What are you painting?" the young old master shouted.

"It's whatever you think it is!" I simply didn't answer directly.

"Is this a chicken?" About a quarter of an hour later, the young old master asked very uncertainly.

"Master, are your chickens so fat?" I asked disdainfully.

"Then, what do you think this is?" The old master still stared at the painting in his hand.

"Phoenix" really has never seen the world.

"You're talking nonsense, why does Phoenix look like this?!" The old master was very excited.

"Have you ever seen a phoenix?" I pretended to have an expression of admiration on my face.

"I haven't seen it," the old master replied honestly.

"That's incredible. You haven't seen it, and I haven't seen it, so you can't say it's not a phoenix!" I said forcefully. See how dare you despise my work in the future!

"You, you, are rotten wood that cannot be carved!" the old master sighed.

What kind of sculptures should I carve?! It’s useless for me to learn these messy things. In the 21st century, people are already doing cartoons, so who can draw any animals!

This country bumpkin! I glared at the man in front of me with contempt again.

"Okay, you've taught me, now let me teach you some fashion things?" I looked at this country bumpkin proudly.

"Fashion?" The old master was puzzled.

"Yes, graffiti."

I picked up a brush and took the old master to a snow-white wall in the backyard of Qian's Mansion. I turned around and said, "Watch it!"

After saying that, I grabbed a brush and started scribbling on it. After a while, "It's done!" I cheered.

"Ghost-drawing talisman?" The old master was stunned.

Draw your mother and dare to call my aunt a ghost?! I think you are not a piece of rotten wood, you are simply a piece of rotten wood - wood that is about to rot!

"This is graffiti. You can understand it slowly. I'm leaving first." After saying that, I turned around and left.

In the end, my achievement of this hard day is: I learned to write my ugly and tacky name in this era - Fu Meiyan!

The next day, before dawn, the old master woke me up and told me to learn the piano facing the rising sun, so that I could learn quickly!

What a super fallacy! I can’t even lift my eyelids, let alone my hands. How can I have the energy to play the guzheng!

He chose a good place and took me to the roof. I am not afraid of heights. However, facing the sun at such a close distance almost scorched me!

I touched my hot face and looked at the people around me as if nothing had happened. What kind of freaks are these!

The old master said nothing and just played the guzheng to himself. I just felt that he was repeating a piece of music, the name of which I don't know.

"Come on, play it to me now." The guzheng was placed in front of me.

"What?" My mouth formed an O shape.

"You didn't teach me how to play? I don't even know the name of the song!"

"Okay, this piece is called "Chasing the Moon". I'll play it again and it's your turn!"

What kind of senior teacher is this?! You overestimate me!

My eyes were fixed on his fingers moving back and forth, and I didn't even notice that the song was over!

"I, I really can't play, please let me go!" I slowly moved back, trying to distance myself from him. My whole body became nervous and excited. Maybe the elder brother would play if he was unhappy.

I kicked off the roof!

The old master's face slowly sank, and three black lines suddenly protruded on his forehead. His lips trembled and he said: "I have played it nine times, and you still don't know how to play it? I think back then, I only listened to it twice and I could play it completely.

Come!" He said, leaning closer and closer.

Is this guy comparing me to him?! If I had your level of understanding, I wouldn’t have followed you to the roof. It looks like my life is in danger today! "Brother, brother, please save me!" I closed my eyes.

Eyes, shouting loudly, I can't bear the character in front of me!

Not long after, Fu Ruoli appeared below: "Yan'er, where are you?!"

"Brother, I'm on the roof, please save me!" I shouted desperately.

This man ignored my cry and remained sullen, leaning forward and motionless. He could compete with a mummy!

Suddenly he stood up and flew down. When I saw him leaving, I felt anxious and stood up too. My feet accidentally touched the guzheng he left behind, and then both the man and the guzheng slipped down.

God! I haven't written a suicide note yet. You can't let me die so early! I kept praying.

"Yan'er, what are you talking about?!" Fu Ruoli's voice was very close at hand.

"Brother, you scared me to death. I thought I would never see you again!" I cried loudly, holding Fu Ruoli's neck tightly with both hands.
Chapter completed!