Chapter 14

Rong embroidery secretly comforts herself that no matter how hard it is, sooner or later it will pass. There is no need to be miserable at the moment.

To be honest, Rongxiu is naturally literate. If the writing of this dynasty is brought to her, she will probably know it. But she is a modern person and can't write traditional Chinese characters.

If Su Chengxi is there to teach, she will soon learn to integrate into the life here.

Su Chengxi's brush is as good as a God. His words are clear and fresh. Even Rong embroidery, who is not familiar with calligraphy, has a dark praise in his heart.

What is written on the paper is exactly "Su Cheng Xi Rong embroidery".

"Let me guess what the word is..." Rong Xiu's fingers stopped on her chin and whispered, "this must be the name of my husband and I, isn't it?"

"Xiu'er is smart. It's true." Su Chengxi only looked at the same number of embroidery, and then guessed it, but did not think about it further.

The light of the red candle flickered slightly, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer. The heartbeat of Rongxiu was quickened.

In modern times, she studies new drugs every day. Otherwise, she runs around with the army. She has no time to fall in love. She has never seen such a man as Su Chengxi, who is full of vitality and culture.

At the moment, her heart began to beat the drum, which was also reasonable. Rongxiu soon forgave her lover. She stretched out her slender fingers and continued to draw on the paper.

Although Su Chengxi has said that she won't be forced, her heart is still so nervous that she is about to jump out of her voice. In such a delicate atmosphere, if Su Chengxi really wants to do something, she has no room to resist based on her small body.

At this moment, Su Chengxi suddenly made a move. Rongxiu was trying to hide behind, but she didn't want Su Chengxi to just hold her hand: "the pen needs to be held so that the characters written can be upright."

He just wanted to teach himself how to write with his pen Rong Xiu's heart slowly let go. It seemed that her heart was just like "seeing the color". However, Rong Xiu knew that it was not so simple. Su Chengxi's gentle temperament was also very attractive to her.

An excessively correct Rong character appeared on the paper. Su Cheng and Xi Wenhe said, "this is the Rong character. I'll learn it today."

With modern culture as the foundation, Rong embroidery learned very quickly, and soon practiced several crosses.

In addition, she has practiced hard brush calligraphy in the past. Even though there are many things that she is not used to with, the characters written by Rong embroidery are still very elegant and straightforward, and they are not sloppy.

Su Chengxi looked at the beautiful small characters on the paper, and couldn't help being a little surprised: "Xiu'er, the words you write don't look like Never learned... "

"This Maybe I'm more talented? " Rong Xiu's dimple was like a flower: "plus my husband's patience Professor, what's so strange about my good writing?"

"I'm afraid the flowers will go to sleep at night, so I'll burn a candle to light up my red makeup..." Su Chengxi suddenly picked up the red candle and slowly put it on the side of Rong embroidery: "is Xiu er not the flower god of crabapple?"

His eyes were burning, and there was something in it that Rong embroidery could not grasp in any case. Rong Xiu swallowed it unconsciously. Did he really want to

But do not want Su Chengxi just blow out the red candle: "this red candle is when you married with me, burned out some pity, let's go to bed earlier."

He turned aside and seemed to have no frivolity.

Fortunately, it was already dark. Otherwise, the blush on Rong Xiu's cheek might be seen by Su Chengxi.

Rong Xiu lies down on the inside, her back is stiff.

It's not appropriate to think about it now. Soon, Su Chengxi's slight, even breath came from behind.

Rong Xiu was dumbfounded, like a gentleman like Su Chengxi. She had nothing to worry about, so she went to sleep.

A gust of cool wind blows her face, and Rongxiu wakes up to see the moon hanging in the sky. It's a magnificent moonlight.

Rong Xiu was only thirsty. She passed Su Chengxi lightly, got out of bed, pushed open the grass door slowly, took a ladle of water and scooped a ladle of water.

At this time, goose bumps spread from the spine. Rongxiu felt the crispness behind her, which was murderous. Although she was weak, she was naturally very sensitive to danger.

There seems to be a man standing behind him. His shadow is projected on the ground. Rongxiu takes a deep breath: "who is your excellency?"

When this sentence was asked, Rong Xiu already knew it in her heart. She was afraid that she was the man in black who had been saved by herself.

A person who talks behind is like a dead water mill. For a long time, the man said in a very low voice, "what did the gang ask you today?"

"It's nothing, but I took a bag of clothes and asked me if I had seen your excellency." Rong Xiu tried to speak with a very calm tone. It was easy for people behind her to kill themselves at such a close distance.

Who in the world is willing to die? Rongxiu is also a person who values her life very much. In the past, she learned two things in the battlefield, one is responsibility, the other is to live. "What do you say?"There was no emotion in the man's voice. Rong Xiu said with a light smile, "of course, I didn't see you. If I said I had seen you, I'm afraid that none of the villagers will survive today because of their temperament."

"You are very clever." The man pondered for a moment: "if there is a future, you can go to Chang'an City and find the seventh house in Feihua lane."

The pressure behind her suddenly disappeared. Rong Xiu looked down and saw that the shadow on the ground had disappeared. The man had gone. But in a day's work, did that person recover to this level?

Rong Xiu throws the ladle into the VAT, and she can't help feeling a little sad. The original owner has been in this village for too long, and she doesn't know what kind of appearance it has become outside.

Why did those soldiers who killed Liang and feigned meritorious deeds come back from the bitter and cold frontier? How did Su Chengxi know these things? One by one questions linger in the heart of Rongxiu, but now there is no way to clarify these things.

Thinking of this, Rong Xiu had to go back to bed and fell asleep.

The night passed peacefully, but Rongxiu didn't sleep well. In this dream, she dreamt of a lot of miscellaneous things.

As soon as she woke up, she saw that Su Chengxi also opened her eyes. She did not know why. Facing Su Chengxi's eyes, Rong Xiu always felt guilty: "Xiang How did you sleep last night

Su Chengxi said with a smile: "sleep well, just had a dream. I dream of a kitten slipping out of our room and looking out at the moon

"Cat?" Rong Xiu was shocked, and her heart was in a state of confusion. The dream seemed to imply something. But when she looked at Su Chengxi again, Su Chengxi seemed to be a man without any strange look.