C803 The Book Princess's Book Set Foot in the World(1)

The candle flickered.

The tip of the writing brush gently touched the paper, producing a slight sound that was pleasing to the ear.

The smell of ink, the smell of paper, and the smell of candles - Wang Xiang was deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself from it.

There were quite a few "historians" who wrote until late at night in the History Pavilion. Wang Xiang was one of them