When night falls, the sky is full of stars, and in the main tent, the lights and candles are flickering, and the stars are shining brightly.

He Tiantian sat in front of the temporary small desk, biting the tip of the pen and shaking his legs, so proud that he couldn't do it.

From the palace to the barracks, how many times have I worked hard, and now I finally succeeded! Although he still couldn't leave the main tent, he was punished after all!

Come on, come on, strive to make a little more progress every time, and leave the main account as soon as possible!

He Tiantian secretly clenched his fists, flattened the rice paper, and began to copy the women's rules. For her, copying books is definitely not a difficult task, thinking about the nine years of compulsory education, three years of college entrance examination, five years of college, how many words she has written, how many notes she has copied, and only a hundred times of women's rules, she really doesn't care about it.

Besides, Su Jingyun didn't set a time limit, so he couldn't finish copying it today, so he would continue to copy it tomorrow.

Probably only a motivated girl like Tong Sijuan would cry for this.

"Ink!" Su Jingyun's voice sounded from behind the bookcase.

He Tiantian didn't care.

"Ink!" This time, Su Jingyun's voice was filled with impatient anger.

He Tiantian still didn't pay attention, bowed his head and concentrated on copying women's rules.

"He Tiantian, this king can't call you?!" Su Jingyun flicked the cap of the pen, and it happened to fall into He Tiantian's inkstone, and with a snap, the thick black ink splashed her head and face.

"Ahh ”

"Now you know?" Su Jingyun's tone became calmer, but his gaze was still cold.

"Got it! Got it! He Tiantian angrily took out his handkerchief, wiped his face clean, and went to polish his ink.

After grinding the ink, she returned to the small desk and continued to copy the women's rules, but after only two lines, she heard Su Jingyun shouting again: "Tea!" ”

She was afraid of being splashed with ink again, so she didn't dare to delay this time, so she trotted over, took the teacup, and went to the kitchen to boil water and make tea.

After the tea was brewed and sent to Su Jingyun, she could finally sit down and continue to copy the women's rules, but she soon found that her idea was too naïve, and the operation mode in the main tent was actually like this:

Copying the Female Rules - Ink - Copying the Female Rules - Tea - Copying the Female Rules - Lamp - Copying the Female Rules - Paper - ...... - ......

It's a cycle that goes on and on.

He Tiantian ran around Su Jingyun's bookcase, and between his small desk, he was tired and half dead, and the woman copied the beginning.

After she had sharpened the ink five times and picked the lamp ten times, Su Jingyun finally had no orders.

Finally, I can copy the women's rules quietly! He Tiantian took a big breath and lifted the brush.

Right now, right now! Su Jingyun stood up and said, "Turn off the lights, this king is ready to go to bed." ”

Nani?! He Tiantian's eyes widened.

After Su Jingyun finished giving the order, he went into the tent, ignoring He Tiantian's reaction.

Endure! She endures! It's good to be punished! It's also good to be tossed! Be sure to endure! Persistence is victory! He Tiantian took a few deep breaths repeatedly, perfectly controlled the feelings, clenched the pen, and continued to copy the female rule.

Cut, he said that when the lights go out, the lights go out? He slept with him, and she copied her books, without interfering with each other!

However, the ideal is often very plump, but the reality is very skinny, and before three minutes later, a guard with a sword came in and forcibly ordered her to turn off the lights.

He Tiantian refused, and the guards reasoned with her: "Miss He, the army is out, and the lamp oil is not easy to come by, do you know that you waste one more light of oil here, and our soldiers, how much effort do you have to spend to transport another one?" ”

The low level of transportation in Dawu, the march basically relied on walking, and the transportation of oil basically relied on oxen, all of which He Tiantian saw with his own eyes and deeply understood, and he was so ashamed that he didn't even dare to raise his head, covered his face with his sleeves, and went to turn off the lights.

Okay, okay, if you don't copy it, you won't copy it, anyway, Su Jingyun didn't set a time limit, she just continued tomorrow.

He Tiantian thought optimistically, followed the footsteps of the guards, and walked out of the tent.

The cold wind blew in his face, and He Tiantian was trembling and dumbfounded.

Why is it so dark?! The sky is full of stars, why don't you light the road at all! Where the hell is her tent?!

He Tiantian hugged her arms and trembled for a long time, wanting to go to the guards for help, but found that they had long been hidden in the dark, and she couldn't see them anymore if she stared at her eyes like copper bells.

She shouted tentatively, but to no avail, they might be nearby, but they only listened to their master's orders, and ignored her.

Forget it, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, touch it back yourself, He Tiantian stretched out his arm, trembling, and walked forward while touching the black.

In her impression, their tent is on the right-hand side, as for whether it is west or east, don't ask her, she has not figured it out in her two lifetimes.

Let's go to the right-hand side, but the question arises again, how long will it take to get there? Now that the lights are everywhere, how can she know which tent is hers?

Ask for directions? The soldiers on patrol didn't see her, maybe she had a low idea, maybe because there were secret guards here, so she didn't arrange it.

Shouting at the top of your voice Cuihua? Forget it, she didn't have the courage to shout, in case she woke up the soldiers who had to get up early the next day to hurry, and her two heads would not be enough for her to cut off.

What to do? Go back the way you came, or continue to be blind? He Tiantian thought about it, his pace slowed down, and finally turned around decisively, ran all the way along the way he came, and rushed into the main tent that was still faintly lit inside.

It's dangerous! In case the lights in the main tent were turned off after a while, she could really only squat in the cold wind, waiting to be frozen to death!

He Tiantian hugged his arms, shrunk his shoulders, and walked into the tent tremblingly.

Su Jingyun had already changed into her bedclothes and was about to turn off the lights, when she turned her head and saw that it was her, she immediately rushed away: "This king doesn't need to be served, you go back." ”

He Tiantian shivered, looked at him with blank eyes, and remained silent.

Su Jingyun didn't hear the reaction, he looked back again, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is a new trick to seduce this king-"

Halfway through his words, he couldn't go on, who had ever seen someone who seduced people and trembled like chaff? Who has ever seen someone who seduces people and is busy snorting their noses?

Su Jingyun looked at her for a long time, and finally handed over a handkerchief: "Because this king can't be lucky to you right away, so you even recommend a pillow seat, and you have become sloppy?" ”

He Tiantian really didn't have the strength to argue with him, and while wiping his nose, he trembled and said, "Your Highness, where are your guards, please ask them to send the folk girls back to the tent, okay?" ”

"This king's guards are not doing this kind of work!" Su Jingyun flatly rejected her.

So cold-blooded?! Why hasn't she returned the account so late, it's not him who made trouble! He Tiantian was extremely angry and glared at Su Jingyun with his eyes.

Su Jingyun didn't care about her at all, blew out the lights, and went to bed.