My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield

　　 only has one kind of handwriting, isn’t she just writing it all by herself?

　　 Su Wen looked at the girl in front of her, and she didn't know what to say.

　　 "I'll do it myself."

　　 Su Wen intends to step forward to grab the paper and pen, Zhao Wanrou's figure flashed, she already took the paper and pen to escape.

　　 The action is extremely fast, Su Wen's eyes lit up and praised: "Good physical fitness!"

　　 He knew that Zhao Wanrou had martial arts, but he didn't know what Xiuwei was. At the moment, at least he also has the second and third stars, which is quite extraordinary.

　　 Of course, it is definitely not as good as Su Wen.

　　 Zhao Wanrou smiled and said, "I said I would copy it, and I would copy it. Just chat with me here."

　　 While she was talking, the girl sat back at the table again, and copied word by word.

　　 Su Wen leaned forward, but found that the girl's handwriting was extremely neat, which was much better than him.

　　 At this moment, the **** came back, saw Zhao Wanrou, and quickly saluted: "I have seen the seventh princess."

　　 Zhao Wanrou didn't raise her head, and said, "Go and guard outside the door. Don't let other people in."

　　 "This..." The **** was a little embarrassed.

　　 Su Wen smiled and said: "Get out now, my father is not annoying!"

　　 Hearing Su Wen's words, the **** had no choice but to retreat slowly.

　　 He was standing at the door, looking around with horror.

To do so now is obviously inconsistent with Zhou Di’s intentions, but when he wants to come, a son of a prime minister, a seventh princess, is a complaint, and he will be reprimanded for a few sentences at most, and he may disappear anytime. In the harem.

　　 In the hall, Zhao Wanrou asked while writing, "You know, why did the emperor punishing you to copy books?"

　　 Su Wen puzzled and said: "How do I know, suddenly he asked me to copy the book."

　　 Zhao Wanrou whispered softly: "This morning, my father Xuanyan Luoying entered the palace and proposed to divorce!"

　　 Su Wen was overjoyed and said with a smile: "The marriage contract is terminated? Great! No one told me?"

　　 But he frowned immediately: "But what does this have to do with my copying of books?"

　　 In his impression, Yan Luoying would definitely agree to her marriage if she could retreat.

　　 As for the closeness that Yan Luoying showed with him in Changle Pavilion last time, in Su Wen's view, it was just a grudge between Yan Luoying and Wu Muyu.

　　 But Su Wen can't figure it out at all, is there any relationship between copying a book and retiring?

　　 "Yan Luoying refused." Zhao Wanrou said with a heavy tone, "She even forced her to die, saying that if her father forcibly broke the marriage contract, she would commit suicide."

　　 "Is this woman crazy?" Su Wen exclaimed.

　　 This was completely beyond his expectations.

　　What is Yan Luoying doing?

　　 Zhao Wanrou whitened Su Wen's words and complained: "Isn't this still asking you? If you don't tease Yan Luoying, how could she be like this?"

　　 Su Wen felt aggrieved and vowed to heaven and earth: "Heaven and earth conscience, when did I provoke that woman? There is absolutely nothing!"

　　 "What about Wu Muyu?"

　　 "Uh...this...actually a little bit...mainly she is pretty cute..."

　　 The seventh princess stopped writing, turned around, and leaned in front of Su Wen, with a smile on the corners of her mouth, and asked: "Is she cute or me?"

　　 The girl in front of her has a curly skin with a high nose, and the faint fragrance rushes into her nose.

　　 Su Wen's heartbeat speeds up a bit.

　　 But this question is not easy to answer.

　　 "Your style is different...you are not cute, you are more elegant...you have a more outstanding temperament..." Su Wen racked his brains to search for the words in his stomach, and suddenly missed his bald Chinese teacher a little.

"Huh, your mouth is unreliable!" The seventh princess continued to copy the book, while copying, while saying: "In short, the father is in a bad mood today, it should be because of this, maybe he thinks, if you don't tease Yan Luoying, she wouldn't be like that, so she will punish you for copying books!"

　　 Su Wen furiously said: "Where is there such a truth in the world? Obviously he forcibly brought me and Yan Luoying together, or did he transfer me to the guard and finally blame me?"

　　 "Are you not convinced?"

　　 "Not convinced!"

　　 "Go to the emperor and say..."

　　 "I am an elder after all, am I so ignorant of etiquette?"

　　 I, Su Wen, are not afraid of him, but I don’t want to be rude!

　　 In the middle of the night, Su Wen left the palace, and the gentleman's history copied by "he" was also sent to the case of Emperor Zhou.

　　 Emperor Zhou smiled and said: "This kid is diligent. Looking at this situation, he probably didn't rest much. Let me see how this kid writes, and whether there is Su Changqing's character."

　　 Su Changqing is a master of calligraphy during the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his handwriting is extremely neat and beautiful.

　　 Emperor Zhou took the copy, looked at it, and frowned.

　　 had a cold tone: "This is written by Su Wen?"

　　 The **** fell to his knees with a thud: "No...Yes...Yes..."

　　 He stammered, Emperor Zhou was too lazy to listen, and casually ordered: "Kill!"

　　 Suddenly, the eunuch's neck seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and there was no sound when he heard a click.

　　 Immediately a guard came in from outside and dragged him away.

　　 Emperor Zhou sighed and said, "It is the servants in this palace who also want to deceive me. What's the matter with you? I seem to be so cheating?"

　　 The old **** did not answer.

　　 He knew that Zhou Di was in a bad mood today, otherwise the **** would not die.

　　 Zhoudi said: "I also know that these people are difficult to do~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But, there are some things that he can't hide from the master!"

After speaking, Emperor Zhou looked at the handwriting and said: "The handwriting has not changed. Wanrou is here to tell me that she is unwilling to give up Su Wen. This child has always been dull and withdrawn. When he saw Su Wen, he changed his mind. Quite a lot, it is indeed a good thing, but this stubborn energy has not changed, but Yan Luoying... alas..."

　　 sighed, revealing a hint of helplessness.

　　 But immediately, Emperor Zhou was angry.

　　 "This little bastard! He is cool, and didn't write a word! It was all written by my daughter!"

　　The old **** only spoke at this time: "What is your Majesty's plan to do with it?"

　　 Emperor Zhou closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said: "Proclaim that the little **** will not enter the palace tomorrow, stay away from me, and see if he is upset! But if you want to attend the dinner party to welcome the envoys, you have to attend!"

　　 Obviously, Emperor Zhou was not an educator.

He pondered: "The position of the patrol department should also be changed, and the two guys have to be taken apart. The Secret Shadow Guard is re-established, and Su Wen and Yan Luoying are also considered to be meritorious. From now on, Su Wen and Yan Luoying Wen is promoted to..."

　　 At this point, Emperor Zhou paused and said: "Promoted to lecturer of Wenyuan Pavilion! The fifth grade!"

　　 A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Smelly boy! Let you scream! I will throw you with those stinky and hard scholars! You are so sick!"

　　 "When the decree is delivered, I will send an oral message again, telling him that if he dares to abandon government affairs for an excuse, I will punish him!"

　　The old **** asked, "Where is Yan Luoying?"

　　 "She, don't worry, just leave it at the guard station first!"

　　 Finally, Emperor Zhou murmured: "If I hadn't been open-minded, I should have chopped off this kid's head!"