"Zhuang Zhuang, are you going to help me start the fire?"
Xiaoguo went to the study and found Zhuang Zhuang practicing his calligraphy.
"I'm coming!"
Zhuang Zhuang immediately put down his brush and got ready to leave the room. However, he stopped and turned to remind Xiaoyi, who was planning to leave with him. "You haven't finished writing a chapter."
When Xiaoyi heard this, he quickly sat back down. It was obvious that he could not sneak out with them.
Zhuang Zhuang nodded in satisfaction, then he took Xiaoguo's hand and left.
Xiaoyi watched enviously as they left. He pouted as he thought to himself, "Zhuang Zhuang is even stricter than the teachers in the palace…"
"Sigh, forget it. Hurry up and write." Zhuang Zhuang was right. He had to finish what he was doing. Once he was done, he could join them right after.
After Xiaoyi made his decision, he immediately went back to writing.
