Yan Chujing was always very slow in bathing, and today it was especially slow. Chi Xinian got bored of waiting for him, so he simply picked up the book he put on the bedside and read through it.

"The Art of War? Historical Records? Master Yan's copybooks?" Chi Xinian's brows could not help but frowning as he read them one after another. "What kind of books does this person usually read? If he reads these before going to bed, wouldn't he flip through them twice?

Are you feeling sleepy now?"

On weekdays, when he sits at the desk, he just reads these boring books. When he sits on the bedside at night, why does he still read these things that can make people sleepy at a glance?

Seeing the titles of the books in hand, Chi Xinian felt that he was one big and two big.

Afraid that he would fall asleep on the bed because of improper selection of books before Yan Chujing came back, Chi Xinian quickly rearranged all the books and placed them on Yan Chujing's bedside, leaving only a copybook to study calligraphy.

Come.

In this way, Yan Chujing returned to the bedroom, and what he saw was the person who was frowning and making gestures in the air while referring to the book.

"Do you also like Yan's calligraphy?" Yan Chujing leaned forward slightly, glanced at the book in Chi Xinian's hand, and asked with a little surprise.

In his memory, Chi Xinian didn't like reading very much.

It’s not that she’s uneducated, it’s just that she’s lively and active. Purposefully teaching her that she can still sit still, leafing through books aimlessly and absorbing knowledge is not what she likes to do.

She loves to seek unknown truths, but she can't sit still and read peacefully for a long time.

So he rarely talked to her about the books he often read.

But today, Yan Chujing unexpectedly discovered that the girl he liked seemed to have the same hobby as him - he loved people's cute words the most, and she happened to like them too!

Yan Chujing's eyes lit up, feeling happy at the sudden similar interest.

But before he could say anything more, Chi Xinian shook his head decisively: "Master Yan's handwriting is indeed very good, but his handwriting is not the type I like."

"Why?" Yan Chujing was stunned, his face full of confusion.

If she didn't like it, why did she still draw with Yan's calligraphy book? If she didn't like it, why could she look at just a calligraphy book for half an hour?

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. There's no reason why?" Chi Xinian was amused by Yan Chujing's question. She moved inward and patted the empty space next to her. Then she continued, "If you really want me to tell you a reason,

Maybe it’s because the style doesn’t meet my expectations?

"His words are just like his person, with a bit of Jiangnan's unique softness. For people who live a carefree life, this softness is his greatest feature.

"But for a person like me, seeing their weak character makes me feel uncomfortable all over.

"In comparison, I still like your brushstrokes better. The brushstrokes are sharp and carry unparalleled momentum. Each stroke seems to be writing a legend for the mortal world.

"Really..." Chi Xinian didn't like the Yan family, which made Yan Chujing feel disappointed for a moment, but when he heard that she liked him more, the disappointment disappeared in an instant.

He curved his lips and smiled: "I never thought that one day I would hear you say that my handwriting is better than everyone else's.

"Even if these words are just to coax me, I still think it's worth it."

"I'm not coaxing you, that's what I think in my heart." Chi Xinian closed the book and shook his head with a serious expression, "Your Majesty, you need to be more confident."
Chapter completed!