Zhu Yuan transmigrated back to ancient times.
Then, in this backward times without Internet, mobile phone and all kinds of entertainment, how did she spend her time?
She made a pen pal – Yes! a pen pal.
Zhu Yuan took out her little book, took out her brush, made a few stokes: Son of a bitch, come out to chat!
Xie Zheng, who was practising calligraphy in his study, slipped and ruined the whole calligraphy.
One can find glowing beauty in the book. The ancients did not deceive me! By: Xie Zheng many years later.