Outside the house, Li Yuzhu and Mu Yuanxiu leaned against the window, craning their necks to watch.
"I must say, my father's left-handed writing is really impressive," Li Yuzhu whispered to Mu Yuanxiu.
It was no different from the writing of famous calligraphers she had seen in her memories.
It seems that when Prince Luling boasts about his calligraphy being unmatched in the Capital, it's not just talk.
Mu Yuanxiu agreed, "Being able to write so well with the left hand is truly remarkable."
"Wow—"
In the classroom, the children quietly murmured in amazement.
The disabled child asked Prince Luling in surprise, "Teacher, how do you write so well with your left hand?"
"It all comes down to practice, practicing in the dog days of summer and the coldest days of winter, whenever there's free time," Prince Luling said. "It took several years to achieve the level others do with their right hand."
