The Imperial College is going to be appointed (1)

Eunuch Lu stood outside the door and laughed when he saw the two holding brushes in the exact same posture.

Lulu frowned, and so did His Highness.

Lulu pressed the tip of the pen against his forehead, and so did His Highness.

The way the two of them held their brushes was the same.

Eunuch Lu found it even more interesting. If Lulu had not been in the barren capital, he would have thought that Lulu had been taught by His Highness.

His Highness was writing and drawing, and so was Lulu.

Lu huaijiang coughed lightly. When he put down the memorial, Lulu also closed it abruptly.

Then, he casually threw it on the pile of memorials.

He put down the brush and pretended that nothing had happened.

He even carefully wiped the ink on the memorial with his hand, and an ink ball appeared.