I didn't have any idleness on my hands, and I dredged the brush with ink, and carefully wrote down the words I had just remembered in my mind.

"Stand by the fact, is this word...pronounced 'Ya'?" asked gentle.

The manager came over and looked at it again and again.

"How about it?"

"This word..." The manager scratched his head embarrassedly, "I don't know him..."

"Don't you recognize me?" Wen Rou was stunned, and never expected that she would hear such an answer, "Didn't you know 'Rou' before?"

Why did I change the word and I don’t recognize it anymore?

Could it be that the manager only recognizes one word?

Gentleness is really hard to understand.

"That was a coincidence..." the manager explained, and a cold sweat slid down his forehead.

While Gentleman is not paying attention, quickly reach out and wipe it off.

"According to it?"

"Well, I have seen the writing method of the bronze inscription "Rou" in other places before."

"Is that true?" Wenrou was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Yes." The manager bent his body respectfully and had a very sincere attitude.

Wenrou thought about it carefully and felt that it was just a word, and there was no need to lie to herself in charge of the business.

Besides, although the managers and maids in the royal palace can recognize some words, they have never been to school and received formal education. In addition, the bronze seal script is not a font used in daily life.

It is human nature to be a man who doesn’t know what to pronounce this word.

Wenrou stopped saying anything, folded the paper and put it away.

If you don’t know the business, it doesn’t mean that others don’t know either.

The royal palace is so big, I believe that someone will definitely recognize this word.

The map papers on the table are almost flattened.

Gentle took away the chess pieces, one by one, and put away the pieces.

The pattern is clear and set aside.

After being soaked in water, the pattern has been a little blurred, so put it on the other side.

After sorting out the categories, Gentle began to splice again.

Many of them were soaked in water that they couldn't see clearly what was on their heads.

Gentle had to play according to the shape, compare one by one, and rank it.

Very, very low efficiency.

It took almost half an hour to make a palm-sized position.

He raised his head gently, took off the homemade ice pack on his legs, and was about to stretch his muscles and bones...

The door opened with a "creak" sound.

Dongfang Aoshi walked in with a breeze.

Wenrou quickly covered the things on the table, "The wind is in, Dongfang Aoshi, close the door quickly!"

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her deeply, without saying a word, and closed the door with his backhand.

Gentle and relaxed, and continued to play the map.

I heard footsteps coming over in my ears.

You don’t have to think about gentleness, it’s the oriental pride.

She ignored it and continued to work on her own business so that she could avoid arguing again after a while.

Dongfang Aoshi seemed to have no interest in what Wenrou did, so he glanced lightly, then turned around and walked away.

Next, Wen Lu focused on the map and had no mind to care about what happened outside.

Time passed quietly like this...

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It has been nearly an hour since Gentle finished compiling the map.

Dry eyes, sore waist and back pain.

Stand up gently, stretch your muscles and bones.

But I heard a sound of water in my ears, and I didn't have any idleness in my hand. I drenched my brush with ink and carefully wrote down the words I had just remembered in my mind.

"Stand by the fact, is this word...pronounced 'Ya'?" asked gentle.

The manager came over and looked at it again and again.

"How about it?"

"This word..." The manager scratched his head embarrassedly, "I don't know him..."

"Don't you recognize me?" Wen Rou was stunned, and never expected that she would hear such an answer, "Didn't you know 'Rou' before?"

Why did I change the word and I don’t recognize it anymore?

Could it be that the manager only recognizes one word?

Gentleness is really hard to understand.

"That was a coincidence..." the manager explained, and a cold sweat slid down his forehead.

While Gentleman is not paying attention, quickly reach out and wipe it off.

"According to it?"

"Well, I have seen the writing method of the bronze inscription "Rou" in other places before."

"Is that true?" Wenrou was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Yes." The manager bent his body respectfully and had a very sincere attitude.

Wenrou thought about it carefully and felt that it was just a word, and there was no need to lie to herself in charge of the business.

Besides, although the managers and maids in the royal palace can recognize some words, they have never been to school and received formal education. In addition, the bronze seal script is not a font used in daily life.

It is human nature to be a man who doesn’t know what to pronounce this word.

Wenrou stopped saying anything, folded the paper and put it away.

If you don’t know the business, it doesn’t mean that others don’t know either.

The royal palace is so big, I believe that someone will definitely recognize this word.

The map papers on the table are almost flattened.

Gentle took away the chess pieces, one by one, and put away the pieces.

The pattern is clear and set aside.

After being soaked in water, the pattern has been a little blurred, so put it on the other side.

After sorting out the categories, Gentle began to splice again.

Many of them were soaked in water that they couldn't see clearly what was on their heads.

Gentle had to play according to the shape, compare one by one, and rank it.

Very, very low efficiency.

It took almost half an hour to make a palm-sized position.

He raised his head gently, took off the homemade ice pack on his legs, and was about to stretch his muscles and bones...

The door opened with a "creak" sound.

Dongfang Aoshi walked in with a breeze.

Wenrou quickly covered the things on the table, "The wind is in, Dongfang Aoshi, close the door quickly!"

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her deeply, without saying a word, and closed the door with his backhand.

Gentle and relaxed, and continued to play the map.

I heard footsteps coming over in my ears.

You don’t have to think about gentleness, it’s the oriental pride.

She ignored it and continued to work on her own business so that she could avoid arguing again after a while.

Dongfang Aoshi seemed to have no interest in what Wenrou did, so he glanced lightly, then turned around and walked away.

Next, Wen Lu focused on the map and had no mind to care about what happened outside.

Time passed quietly like this...

***************************Oriental split line****************************************

It has been nearly an hour since Gentle finished compiling the map.

Dry eyes, sore waist and back pain.

Stand up gently, stretch your muscles and bones.
Chapter completed!