"Unsteady hands."

"Don't collapse your back."

“The handwriting is illegible.”

The man's low voice was casual and lazy. He leaned his head on the rocking chair beside him, playing with a small white jade cup leisurely. The deep red wine was filled in it, and the aroma was fragrant.

Beside him, the notorious Fatui executor lowered his eyes, holding a pen and writing and drawing on the rice paper in front of him. There was a thick pile of written papers next to him.

Su Ming copied slowly and calmly, but he sighed heavily in his heart.

I don’t know why, but I always have an inextricable affinity with copying books.

I copied books before I traveled through time, and I copied books after I traveled through time. I copied books again after I died and came back to life.

My hands hurt just thinking about it.

It's not that he couldn't resist, it's just that Zhongli had taught him in both his past and present lives, he couldn't just beat Zhongli up, and he wasn't sure he could win...

Su Ming sighed heavily, his whole face was filled with a look of despair, and the silly hair on his head drooped down.

"Tsk, tsk, how miserable."

Yan Fei sat aside holding the code, watching Su Ming being punished, her face full of curiosity, "So Douzi is really you. You were so crazy in the Layered Abyss at that time, I thought it was your illegitimate child."

"Then you underestimate me." Su Ming responded, rubbing his forehead before continuing to write, "Where can I get a son if I'm so crazy?"

Yan Fei: ...

Copying a book mocked?

Are you willing to stab yourself in the heart?

Is not having a wife and a son really something to be proud of?

Yan Fei glanced at the man who was quietly tasting wine, then retracted her gaze and nodded, looking nonchalant, "Okay, as long as you're happy."

Well, it’s okay. It’s popular in Teyvat now to not get married and have children.

Yan Fei supported her chin and cleared her mind. After a long while, she patted Su Ming's arm and said, "Should I still go and rescue you? The law of Fontaine... You want to stay in prison, but they are imprisoning you and the Demon-Subduing Great Sage, which is disrespectful to Liyue!"

Su Ming: ...

How did this get so serious?

"The Fatui didn't say anything, why are you so anxious?"

Su Ming raised his eyes to glance at Yan Fei, thought for a moment, and then shook his head, "Anyway, I was arrested on purpose, my identity is fake, and when I find what I want, I will escape from prison."

Yan Fei was silent for a moment, then spoke sincerely, "I suddenly want to try my best to give you the death penalty."

Su Ming spread his hands, "If I really die, the Emperor will go crazy. He worked so hard to mold me into a human shape——"

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head again.

Gorgeous feathers fell before his eyes. Su Ming sighed softly, lowered his head without waiting for Zhong Li to speak, and continued to copy books diligently.

Zhongli retracted his gaze and said lightly, "You dare to say anything."

Still lack of lessons.

On the side, Grandma Ping smiled with the corners of her mouth bent, and waved her hands when she heard it, "Well, Dad has already called me, what else is there to be afraid of? Isn't he always arrogant?"

Zhongli was silent for a moment, nodded and said nothing.

Are you crazy?

He may have been arrogant in the past, riding a horse and parading through the streets with the vigor and vitality of a young man, but now his arrogance is tinged with madness, as if he was suppressing the resentment in his heart and wanted to tear a crack in the sky of Teyvat.

Zhongli raised his head and looked at the bright stars in the sky, with an ambiguous look in his gilded eyes.

What's beyond the sky?

Is it a wider sky or just a dream?

"Grandma~"

Yan Fei came back to her senses, leaned her head on Grandma Ping's shoulder, and whispered, "Can we not go to Fontaine? I think increasing the sentence can be done by anyone. If I go, I will be acquitted."

"You are so confident... Then it's more appropriate for you to go. It will help you gain some experience." Grandma Ping smiled with her eyebrows curved. All the wrinkles on her face created by magic were gathered together, and she looked kind.

She hugged Yan Fei, rocking her gently as if she were her beloved granddaughter, and said in a peaceful tone, "Grandma is old, Yan Fei, go out and see the scenery outside and come back to tell me, okay?"

Yan Fei: ...

She is a junior, but she is not a fool!

Yan Fei looked up blankly, "Can immortals also grow old?"

Even if you can grow old, you won't be so old that you can't walk, right? !

It sounded as if grandma was lying in bed and was about to die!

The expression on Yan Fei's face disappeared instantly. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Grandma Ping pull out a large bundle from under the table.

Grandma Ping patted her bag and said kindly, "My dear child, I have packed your luggage for you. You can go without any worries."

Yan Fei turned her head to look at Su Ming, "You're not going?"

"Let's go after dinner." Su Ming thought for a moment, glanced at Hu Tao and Xiang Ling who were busy in the kitchen, and listened to them discussing whether to add some new ingredients to the dishes. He couldn't help but sigh, "Forget it, even if I don't know the ingredients for this dinner, I can still eat it."

Yan Fei pointed at the slime and lizard tail next to her, "You really don't know?"

Su Ming stood up, with a gentle smile on his face, not a bit gloomy, "I think work is more important, I'll leave now--"

Before he finished speaking, Zhongli put down his wine glass, glanced at the thick stack of papers, and then spoke, "I'm busy now, let's go after we finish eating."

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