Yun Muhan lowered his head, looked at the graffiti on the white paper that could not be called a word, and his mouth twitched.

"What's wrong? Is it not written well?" Yun Qianyue looked at Yun Muhan and despised her grandma's house, but she still pretended to be disgusting and annoyed, "I said I can't write well, you insist on me writing. I won't learn to be a master of the family, and it will be hard to die."

"If grandpa knew that you wrote the word Yun like this, his crutches would definitely be greeted on you." Yun Muhan sighed, picked up the pen, and said to Yun Qianyue: "Look, hold the pen like this and write like this."

Yun Qianyue nodded and stared at his hand. The strong handwriting was rendered on white paper under his hands, and it looked beautiful indescribable.

"Come on!" Yun Muhan handed the pen to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue took it and continued to graffiti. After that, she looked at Yun Muhan again.

"Continue!" Yun Muhan said again.

Yun Qianyue could only continue to graffiti, and then looked at Yun Muhan again.

Yun Muhan stopped looking at her this time, and reached out to pick up the account book on the table and opened it, saying to her: "Write a hundred Yun copybooks, and show it to me after I finish writing."

"One hundred?" Yun Qianyue's pen almost couldn't hold it.

"Yes, one hundred pictures." Yun Muhan said: "No one is allowed to be less. Anyway, we have more time."

Yun Qianyue looked at the word Yun and suddenly felt like crying without tears.

Looking up at Yun Muhan, the man seemed to have planned to have a long battle with her. Her face was colorful and constantly changing, and she looked very good for a moment. Her mind kept spinning around, thinking about whether she could correct her mistakes now? Can she write them all at once to satisfy him? Can she say that she can recognize these words, write them well, read the account book, and control the family, and there is no need to learn at all, can she?

I guess it can't! If that happens, she will be discovered that she is not the real Yun Qianyue, she will be regarded as a monster and beaten and killed. She is still a bullshit lady here! Why is she so unlucky to come to this lady who doesn't know her big words?

The more Yun Qianyue thought about it, the more she wanted to slap herself with a piece of tofu to death. Finally, she lay down on the table dejectedly and said to Yun Muhan: "Brother, do you really have nothing to do today?"

"No!" Yun Muhan didn't even look at her.

"Then you go back first, will I write it myself? After I finish writing, I will let Cailian deliver it to you." Yun Qianyue asked.

"No, I'll watch you write here." Yun Muhan shook his head and added: "Don't talk too much, write quickly. Otherwise, I'll want my grandfather to come and write as you write."

This dead man! Yun Qianyue gritted her teeth. She had no choice but to lay the paper and graffiti little by little on the paper.

She finished drawing a hundred copies of the book in a short while. Before she could speak, Yun Muhan said, "Continue to write one word, Meng. Also write a hundred copies."

"Where are you finished writing Meng's word? Can I rest?" Yun Qianyue asked.

"No, after writing the word Meng, continue to write down one. Until you can write it all." Yun Muhan said again.

"It's so inhumane! I won't write anymore!" Yun Qianyue stood up and glared at Yun Muhan angrily, "I'm going out to play, I'm going to race horses with Ye Qingran, I want..."

"Do you want me to invite Rong Jing to come and write?" Yun Muhan stopped her words and asked lightly.

"I..." Yun Qianyue felt the black clouds pressing against the mountain, and her anger suddenly went out. She sat down slowly and said annoyedly: "I don't want it. That guy is not a good person at first glance. I...I just wrote it."

"That's right. Write it!" Yun Muhan continued to read the account book.

Yun Qianyue's heart was filled with the 18th generation of Yun Muhan's ancestors, and finally saw that the man was still as motionless as a mountain. She had no choice but to pick up the pen and continue to graffiti. She hoped that it would be dark as soon as possible.

After finally staying up until noon, Yun Qianyue thought that the man wouldn't go back to have a meal yet, but unexpectedly, Yun Muhan told his mother Zhao to eat at Qianyue Pavilion. Yun Qianyue completely felt what the sun was like.

In the evening, Yun Muhan checked the thousand pieces of paper that Yun Qianyue had written, nodded, and threw down the sentence "Continue tomorrow." and finally left.

After he left, Yun Qianyue threw herself on the big bed of Li Huamu, feeling weak.

Buddha said: It’s not easy to pretend!

After Yun Muhan left, Cailian, Zhao Mama, Tingyu and Tingxue all walked in. They looked at Yun Qianyue with heartache.

Yun Qianyue rolled her eyes at the four of them, then waved her hands listlessly, "I want to sleep."

The four of them stepped back with tactfulness. Thinking that the lady has just learned calligraphy now, it is so hard. From tomorrow on, you must stew chicken soup and bird's nest for the lady, and you must make up for it. Otherwise, if this continues, you will lose weight.

Yun Qianyue stared at the rooftop. The sky was getting darker. The white moonlight flowed in along the window, and the fragrance of flowers swelled up. She wanted to go out to enjoy the moonlight. She moved, her arms were sore and she really had no strength. She couldn't help but think with annoyance that she must think of a way tomorrow and that she must not be tortured by Yun Muhan anymore. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't come up with a good idea. She was really tired and gradually fell asleep.

Before dawn the next day, Yun Qianyue was sleeping well, and the familiar footsteps outside walked into the yard. She moved her eyelids, reached out and pulled the quilt up to cover her head. Damn, Yun Muhan shouldn't be so early?

Sure enough, within a moment, Cailian's voice came from outside. She saluted Yun Muhan first, said a few words, and then knocked on the door, "Miss, the prince is here."

"Tell him, I haven't slept enough yet!" Yun Qianyue said angrily.

Cailian suddenly stopped talking and looked back at Yun Muhan.

"I used to be at the third pm when I was studying. Now it's at the fifth pm, so it's time for you to get up too. Grandpa said you don't have to pay tribute to me these days, so you can read with peace of mind. I'll give you an incense stick of time to get up. If you don't get up, I'll go in too." Yun Muhan was still as light as yesterday, his voice was faint.

Yun Qianyue suddenly lifted the quilt and her face turned dark immediately. How could he do if he came in? Although he was her brother,... she was not that real sister! She sat up in annoyance and pulled her clothes to wear them hatefully.

"Miss, I come in to help you wear it." Cailian saw Yun Muhan turn around to see the orchid in the yard. She pushed open the door and walked into the room, and saw Yun Qianyue compete with her clothes. She thought to herself that the lady was so pitiful.

After dressing and washing up, Yun Muhan walked in. Yun Qianyue looked at him with a depressed face. He turned a blind eye, picked up the account book and said to her: "Continue to copy the copybooks yesterday." After the words, he would not look at her again.

Yun Qianyue stood still, her sleepy face covered in clouds.

Yun Muhan glanced at her, "I can't hold on for only one day? Last night I went to my grandfather's place to report on your literacy. Grandpa called me stupid and said that if Rong Jing taught you, you would learn it in less than a few days. I was just about to witness whether what my grandfather said makes sense. Otherwise..."
Chapter completed!