On the Road to Exile: Space Hundreds of Billions of Materials to Support the Villains

Chapter 71 Keep Watching What She's Doing?
Si Rongbang lay preoccupied on the ground paved with hay by Si Jingshu, and he could still feel the bulge of the grass and vines on his back.

As soon as he lay down, Si Hongming next to him turned over, and his voice was low and slow.

"Although today is not as good as it used to be, Miss Chi has already left the cabinet and is Mrs. Cui's wife. The husband and wife are kind to our family and even saved your sister. Don't you have any other thoughts , crossed the line."

Si Rongbang sat up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his ears were red.

"I do not have!"

Si Hongming was taken aback by his sudden action, "If you don't have it, you don't. What are you excited about?"

It was only then that Si Rongbang realized that he was too agitated, and lay down again, turning his back to the old man, staring at the dark night, listening to the squeaking mosquitoes.

"Father, if I pick up a pen to imitate Mr. Cui's handwriting from today, how long will it take to make it look like the real thing?"

"20."

Si Rongbang sat up suddenly, and stared back at his old father. "Father, I didn't joke with you!"

Si Hongming stared slightly, and was frightened by his son's shock. "Old man, I didn't even joke with you. As long as you are a hand that fights crickets all day long, even if you practice for 20 years, you may not be able to have the good handwriting of Mr. Cui."

It's not that he wants to belittle his own son, but that the other party is really a rare genius in the world, but it's a pity that he suffered.

Si Rongbang was hit hard, and his heart felt sour, especially when he thought of Chi Ning's smiling eyes.

"You... don't you really have feelings for Miss Chi?" Seeing that his son was abnormal, Si Hongming sat up stiffly.

"I didn't!" Si Rongbang frowned deeply, turning his face away to avoid his old father's eyes. "Father, don't make wild guesses, just tell me if I can imitate Mr. Cui's handwriting before I arrive in Yundu."

Si Hongming stared at his stubborn son, "I can't."

Si Rongbang lowered his shoulders discouraged, "Father, is Mr. Cui's handwriting really so hard to imitate?"

Si Hongming lay down after humming, and said slowly: "Before the Cui family was exiled, Marquis Wu'an was in charge of 50 soldiers and horses of the Dayuan Dynasty to guard the frontier. The young master's handwriting has been changed more than ten times, you just say which handwriting you want to imitate."

Si Rongbang was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to say dry words. "I want to imitate his handwriting at the poetry banquet hosted by Princess Mingzhao two years ago."

"I advise you to take a break earlier and imitate it in your dreams." Si Hongming closed his eyes.

"Father, do you just look down on your son like this?" Si Rongbang was not reconciled.

Si Hongming sighed and sat up. "You mediocre, you read the first word he wrote, but didn't see the next article he wrote."

"The whole article has seven hundred and eight characters in total. The handwriting of each word is different, but they are all vigorous and powerful. Even if he is asked to rewrite it all over again, all the handwriting can be completely matched."

Hearing this, Si Rongbang's throat tightened and his brows tightened even more.

Si Hongming continued: "Because of this [-]-character article back then, Princess Mingzhao fell in love with him, and even threatened not to marry him. You don't even think about the identity of Princess Mingzhao. How could he be so bold to proclaim his talents to the world?"

Two years ago, this matter was still aroused. Just when everyone thought that the emperor would bestow marriages on them, who would have expected Cui Xingjue to be brought into the palace to teach the princes and princesses? A woman is a wife.

The emperor's thoughts were directly placed on the bright side.

Si Rongbang was so shocked by the old father's words that he lay powerless on the hay and muttered to himself. "The emperor sacrificed the rest of the life of another woman to suppress the power of the Cui family."

Si Hongming was taken aback by his son's rebellious words, propped up his upper body, and screamed. "Disaster comes from the mouth, disaster comes from the mouth, I have told you several times!"

Si Rongbang turned his back on the old man, "The sky is high and the emperor is far away, what are you afraid of?"

"Slap!" Si Hongming slapped his son hard on the back of the head, "You really gave birth to an elm head!"

"Hiss..." Si Rongbang gasped and clutched the back of his head.

Si Hongming threatened in a low voice, "If you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll beat you to death!"

Si Rongbang didn't speak, and turned his eyes to look at the slender figure lying not far away.

Isn't it just imitating a character, isn't it just seven hundred and eight characters, what's so difficult!

He turned over and faced the old father's back. "Father, teach me to imitate Mr. Cui's handwriting, just all the handwriting in his [-]-character article."

"roll!"

"father."

"roll!"

"father."

"If you don't shut up, I'll kill you!"

"..."

……

The night gradually deepened, and when Chi Ning was falling asleep, he felt the warmth on his forehead, as if something was rolling back and forth on the painful skin.

Thinking it was Cui Ruoxuan who got up secretly to rub her forehead again, he subconsciously raised his hand and patted that hand.

With a chaotic dragging tone, "Don't make trouble, go to sleep..."

The warmth on the forehead continued, Chi Ning squinted, and only a rough outline of a black shadow could be seen in the muddy vision, which was different from Cui Ruoxuan's beeping little man.

In an instant, an alarm bell sounded in her mind, and the wandering consciousness immediately gathered.

It can't be a bear, can it? !

When she was about to jump up, the people in the dark seemed to sense her waking up and made a sound in time.

"it's me."

With a familiar deep voice, Chi Ning opened her eyes wide and saw Cui Xingjue's face clearly through the light of the moonlight.

"What are you doing? Stay up most of the night and act like a ghost to scare people."

She stepped back, and only then did she see clearly that what he was holding in his hand was an egg that had been peeled off and was extremely smooth. She also saw the loess remaining between his fingers.

"You..." Looking at the young boy's immature face under the moonlight, Chi Ning was stunned, and his heart was inexplicably surging.

Cui Xingjue put a few unpeeled, still warm eggs into her arms, and cleaned each egg as clean as possible, but there were still traces of loess.

"Since you're awake, you can do it yourself." Cui Xingjue looked away, with the corners of his mouth down, showing a rare childish look.

Holding the eight eggs, Chi Ning sat up and looked directly at the boy. "you……"

"What?" Cui Xingjue turned his head.

The four eyes met in the air, there was only the buzzing of mosquitoes in the surroundings, and the moonlight covered the entire land faintly.

The boy's pupils were like black grapes, with a kind of enchanting magic power, Chi Ning hurriedly looked away, his ears felt feverish for no reason.

"You dug this egg, this egg, this egg?"

She picked up a topic at random, trying to break the strange atmosphere.

Cui Xingjue's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he only answered with an "um", without moving his deep gaze from the girl's face.

Chi Ning regretted waking up a little bit. If she knew she had just pretended to be asleep, even if she didn't raise her eyes, she could feel the focus on her face.

What have you been watching her do?
I don't know when it started, the boy saw something else in her probing eyes.

It's like the teasing of a cat meeting a mouse for the first time, or like a hunter's eagerness to catch it.

(End of this chapter)