Xiao Luming ultimately left Xie Qianyun behind, flinging his sleeves as he went.
Xie Qianyun watched Xiao Luming's departing figure, utterly puzzled.
This little emperor is truly hard to serve.
The next day.
Xie Qianyun practiced calligraphy with a look of utter hopelessness.
While practicing, Anqi arrived.
"Your humble servant greets the Empress." Anqi greeted with courtesy.
Xie Qianyun looked at Anqi's gentle and graceful demeanor, truly recognizing Xiao Luming's taste.
Which man wouldn't appreciate such an enchanting woman?
Alas, she was not.
She hastily stood up, "Princess Anqi, no need for such courtesy, please come and sit."
Anqi gave a gentle smile and sat beside Xie Qianyun.
She glanced at the characters on Xie Qianyun's table, slightly furrowing her brows.
These characters, even Youyou from back then wrote better.
Xie Qianyun naturally noticed Anqi's gaze, and said helplessly, "The Emperor wants me to practice calligraphy every day."
