Xie Qingci was silent for a moment when he saw the five crooked characters written by the Earl of Guigu Mountain.

If it is said that this little girl is not alluding to anything, he will absolutely not believe it.

"The writing is a little bad, especially Gui." Xie Qingci wrote lightly, "Tomorrow I will give you three copybooks."

Qing Ying:?

Xie Qingci, you will avenge your kindness!

"If you don't want to read it, forget it." She was about to snatch back her manuscript, and said unhappily, "Don't torture people."

Xie Qingci calmly turned her back to avoid her movements, and opened the first page of the manuscript.

Just saw the first line -

Xie Qingci frowned: "The year is wrong."

Qing Ying became angry from embarrassment: "Just read the book, don't talk."

"You don't feel like you're writing..."

"Then do you want to see it?" Qing Ying glared at him angrily.

Xie Qingci didn't even raise her eyelids, and replied in seconds: "Look."

"Humph."

Qing Ying sat down, drank the cold tea in the cup, and observed Xie Qingci's expression by the way.

She had been reading idle books before, and had read all the popular vernacular books, and found that most of them stayed in the routine routines of boudoir spring resentment and mortal cultivation.

Having said that, she has no idea what Xie Qingci will say after reading it.

...

Xie Qingci carefully read the masterpiece written by the girl for two days.

There are nine chapters in total, which are the prologue and the first half of the first chapter.

The prologue is a dialogue between a young man and a dying old man in a cave used to throw corpses.

【The old man: "Young man, you are the son of a nobleman, why have you reached such a point?"

The young man replied: "Everything in the past was in vain, but looking back now, I am full of hatred!"]

Through the dialogue between the two, the reader understands the current situation of the hero.

His face was completely disfigured, his kneecaps were gouged out, and he was beaten half alive and thrown into the death cave. He could only talk to the old beggar, who had no children and was waiting to die.

But just the day before yesterday, he was still the eldest son of Wu Yougong, the fiancé of the princess, and the world looked up to him beyond words.

The reason why he fell to this point was because his fiancée betrayed him and fell in love with his brother-in-law, and his mother even made it clear before his death that his brother-in-law was actually Wu Yougong's son.

The two women, as well as Wu Yougong himself, and the male brother-in-law jointly organized a bloody wedding banquet.

At that wedding banquet, the hero lost everything, parents, real name, identity, marriage contract, appearance, and even his life.

At the end of the prologue, the old man was moved by the hero's hatred, told him about a hidden treasure, and gave him a new identity——

Return to the Earl of the Mountain.

The pace of her writing is straightforward, and the suspense points are well thrown.At the beginning of the first chapter, the treasure was successfully obtained, and the male protagonist who changed his face returned with a high profile as the Earl of the Returning Mountain.

Xie Qingci read very fast, time passed quietly, and he finished it quickly.

And after reading the first sentence——

"Gone?"

"Writing so much has almost broken my handwriting." Qing Ying's hands were itchy, coupled with resentment in her heart, that's why she wrote so fast, "The brush is so hard to use."

"You really should practice your handwriting."

"Hey, can you talk properly!"

"You have made Li Dangchou's life experience too exaggerated and miserable." Xie Qingci shook his head, "There is no such exaggerated and vicious person in the world."

Qing Ying snorted.

She has seen many.

After finishing speaking, Xie Qingci paused suspiciously, but still asked: "What about after that? At the Hundred Flowers Banquet, did the princess recognize him?"

Qing Ying was most afraid that Xie Qingci would be completely indifferent to her story, and hearing that Xie Qingci was interested, she couldn't help saying proudly.

"You will know this when the time comes, and I won't tell you now."

Xie Qingci raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Then let's add calligraphy class tomorrow. You are working so hard with the brush, it really affects the writing speed."

???

Qing Ying hurriedly changed the topic and changed the content

lead to the topic.

"How come there are no such vicious people in the world."

"Although the story is fictional, the contradiction must also be realistic and not grandstanding."

"Where did I write it wrong?" Qing Ying followed her persuasively, "Especially Mrs. Guogong, don't you think that her mentality is very similar to someone?"

Xie Qingci's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly: "She is different from the Duke's wife, she is dedicated to the public."

Qing Ying just wanted to roll her eyes.

"Normally, there are no parents who don't love their children. Since they deliberately favor each other, they must love the wrong person."

She was persuasive: "Elder Qiu has never favored someone like this before."

"Preference?" Xie Qingci remained indifferent, "It's meaningless,"

Qing Ying felt that it was not good to speak ill of Qiu Yimeng bluntly, so she continued to try to enlighten her mind.

"Have you ever felt Elder Qiu's love?"

Xie Qingci's answer was even more straightforward: "What's the meaning of love?"

Qing Ying was speechless: ... how to explain this?

"My mother loves me very much, and I feel very happy."

"It doesn't make sense." Xie Qingci said indifferently, "The world and common things are all things outside the body, and my heart is only seeking the Tao."

Qing Ying really wanted to ask him, are you a career-minded fool?

"Have you never felt love before?"

Xie Qingci's expression was slightly restrained, and he glanced at her.

Qing Ying instinctively shrank her head: "What are you doing?"

The sword cultivator neatly collected the manuscripts into a stack, and said calmly: "Start practicing calligraphy tomorrow."

"Ah!" Qing Ying said with a painful mask, "I'm sorry I was wrong."

"I won't mention it, okay? I'm here to love you, can I love you, brother?"

Xie Qingci patted the manuscript on her head lightly.

"I can't read all the words, where do you want to go in the future?"

Qing Ying hugged the manuscript and looked at him pitifully.

"Brother..."

"In the future, if you encounter a word you don't know, look it up in the dictionary for practice. Starting tomorrow, two pages of stories a day will be used for practice."

A little doubt appeared on the little girl's wrinkled expression, and then suddenly eased.

Oh, want to catch up every day.

Say it earlier!

"No problem!" Qing Ying patted her chest and said, "In three chapters, I will chop up the Duke's wife!"

"Do not borrow from others."

"I understand, I understand," Qing Ying winked at him, and had already learned Xie Qingci's routine, "Confidential conversations between couples in the boudoir, not worth telling this to others."

Xie Qingci's response was concise and to the point.

"Go back to bed."

"Come on."

But her initial plan for ideological enlightenment was a complete failure.

After all, the wooden sword cultivator doesn't even know what it means to be loved, how can he know that his mother is unreasonably partial, and understand the misfortune of this matter?

Writing a book to save lives is a long way to go.

Qing Ying sighed in her heart, while washing off the ink on her body, before going to bed, she took a look at Taotie's situation - this little one has been sleeping for some reason since she brought it back, neither eating nor drinking, and unable to wake up.

Xie Qing asked her to be responsible for her choice and not to interfere.

"Oh, I'm so tired."

After busying with all this, Qing Ying fell asleep contentedly.

Tomorrow is still a day without getting up early~

...

"It's seven o'clock again."

Qing Ying quietly looked at Xie Qingci who was walking ahead.

The sword cultivator has dewdrops on her shoulders, and she came back specially to wake her up after practicing in the morning.

"I want to slowly adjust my biological clock and sleep more in the morning."

"To cancel your information in the entry competition today, you must go in person."

Qing Ying had nothing to say, she could only sigh and mourn.

"I hate it."

She walked side by side with Xie Qingci on the small path in the morning, and found that the flowers, plants and spirit trees on both sides were all pinned with golden branches and leaves, wrapped and connected with red strings, apparently specially decorated.

"What is this doing?

"In half a month, it will be the Qixi Festival. Every year, the sect will send someone to dress up like this."

So fast?

But counting the time, it's really about the same...

Qing Ying was thinking in her heart, how could she pinch the point so that Xie Qing would wake up before Qixi Festival, so she listened to the sword and practiced Taoism.

"The Taoist couple practice plan I wrote last night, we will start practicing tonight to further refine the temperament of husband and wife."

Qing Ying opened her mouth and said, "I'm tired..."

"Today's plan." Xie Qingci announced coldly, "Under the starry sky, from poetry to poetry to philosophy of life, let's look at the stars and the moon together."

Qing Ying: Huh?

Brother, is this line from the romance novel we read last time?

Do you really use what you have learned?