The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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Xiao Heng looked at him, and asked puzzledly: "Brother, why don't you speak? Did Ah Heng do something wrong? Ah Heng doesn't want these things anymore."

What are you kidding?

Can you go back on the things you gave away, the water you poured out?

Where does this make His Majesty the Ghost King lose face?

Shangguan Qing knocked out his tooth and swallowed it, feeling extremely aggrieved.

On the way back, he didn't want Xiao Heng to say a word.

When passing by a shop selling jerky, the carriage stopped.

Shangguan Qing asked angrily, "Why?"

Xiao Heng said: "I bought jerky from this shop when I entered the city this morning, but it was not baked well at the time, let me come back in an hour, it should be almost ready now."

Shangguan Qing raised his eyebrows: "How do you know that I like to eat dried meat?"

Xiao Heng was stunned: "Ah, I don't know, I bought it for Jiaojiao."

Caught off guard, another mouthful of dog food was stuffed.

With a dark face, Shangguan Qing decided not to talk to this younger brother for the rest of his life!

Xiao Heng went to the shop to get the jerky, and had to wait a little longer.

The carriage was very stuffy, Shangguan Qing decided to get out of the carriage to get some air.

He stood for a while at the door of the shop.

The aroma of dried meat made people move their index fingers, but he had no appetite these days, and guests passed by from time to time, so he moved slightly to the side.

In the end, I had no choice but to enter the shop.

This shop sells dried meat and other dim sum. Customers can take it away or dine in.

There were many people at the moment, and the lobby was crowded. Xiao Heng didn't like lively scenes, so he went to the backyard to wait alone.

Shangguan Qing looked at Xiao Heng, who was cocky and self-sufficient, indifferently, and the evil thoughts that had been suppressed in his heart came out again.

He came behind Xiao Heng without a trace,

When Xiao Heng turned around to get the jerky, he stretched out his foot to make a trip.

The yard is full of thick snow, and it won't hurt if you fall on it, at most it's just embarrassing Xiao Heng.

And Xiao Heng really didn't know that Shangguan Qing came here to play tricks.

This move was supposed to be successful, but Shangguan Qing strode too far, he lost his footing, slipped and fell forward.

"oops--"

he screamed.

Xiao Heng turned around abruptly, reaching out his hand almost instinctively to grab Shangguan Qing.

The inertia was too great, and they didn't catch it. The two brothers fell into the snow together.

Just at this time, the brothel bust across the street swayed in from the back door to buy meat jerky. As soon as she entered the backyard, two young men fell under her pomegranate skirt.

The bustard: "???"

Shangguan Qing: "???"

Xiao Heng: "???"

The old bustard was startled at first, then she was trembling with excitement, the makeup on her face slipped off, she put one hand on her fat waist, pointed at the two with a handkerchief in the other, and said through gritted teeth, "Where did you come from, you bastard! How dare you take advantage of my old lady! No one is right! Let's see how my old lady treats you!"

As she spoke, she bent down and was about to grab the ears of the two brothers.

The brothers exchanged a look.

Shangguan Qing: "Run!"

The two brothers stood up from the snow in a hurry, Shangguan Qing grabbed Xiao Heng's wrist, and rushed out through the back door in one breath!

"Take advantage of my mother and run away? My mother stop!"

"My mother tells you to stop! Do you hear me!"

"Someone is here! Arrest those two boys for me!"

The two brothers' scalps exploded, and they ran forward at the speed of reincarnation.

"Over there!" Xiao Heng pointed to the alley on the right.

"No! Left! I'm my brother! Listen to me!" Shangguan Qing decisively pulled his younger brother into the alley on the left.

Facts have proved that Shangguan Qing did not lead the wrong way.

The two of them ran for an unknown amount of time, and after making sure that the people from Chunhualou hadn't caught up, they held on to the fence beside them and gasped for breath.

It used to be a cloth dyeing workshop. After the war, the people in the workshop left, and the things inside were also emptied, leaving only an empty yard.

Shangguan Qing lost all strength and lay down in the snow.

Xiao Heng glanced at him and lay down beside him.

"How did you know to go left?" he asked. "You walked by?"

"I haven't gone through it, my intuition." Shangguan Qing said.

Xiao Heng pondered for a moment, and felt that it should not be intuition, but experience.

Shangguan Qing is not a child who grew up confined in a courtyard. He doesn't like to study, but it doesn't mean that he is not knowledgeable enough.

Isn't there a saying that traveling thousands of miles is worse than reading thousands of books?

It could not be more suitable to describe Shangguan Qing.

"Which brothers 'molested' the aunt in the brothel together on the first day they met..." Shangguan Qing habitually wanted to talk about the girl, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered the appearance of the old bustard, and changed his words decisively, "Grandma."

When he said this, Xiao Heng couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yes, who brothers are like them?

After seeing all kinds of fighting methods, they finally pitted the two of them together.

Looking at the blue sky with white clouds, Shangguan Qing said, "Hey, shouldn't scholars be honest? Or is it different for you to be the number one scholar and ordinary scholars?"

"What?" Xiao Heng didn't understand for a moment, and he also looked at the sky, feeling very strange.

Shangguan Qing said casually, "Did you take my purse? And those antiques, did you do it on purpose?"

Not giving Xiao Heng a chance to quibble, he snorted to himself, "I thought you were such a nerd!"

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a thick-skinned and thick-skinned black sesame stuffed glutinous rice ball!

Being exposed, Xiao Heng didn't feel any embarrassment.

This is not in line with his temperament. He can do thick-skinned things in front of outsiders, but he doesn't have such deep morals when facing his own people.

So, why did he and Shangguan Qing get along so naturally?

Because it's my brother?

You can let yourself go and be yourself with peace of mind, because you know me as I know you.

We are like each other's other selves in this world.

Xiao Heng put his right arm on the back of his head, and said lightly: "It's not as powerful as yours."

Thick-skinned.

"I'm your brother, so of course I'm better than you!" That's what he said, but it was only just now that he really came back to his senses.

The moment I lay on the snow, the thoughts in my mind suddenly opened.

It doesn't need any evidence, it's more like a feeling between brothers, and suddenly understands that this kid is playing tricks on him.

He said lightly: "Hey, champion, recite a poem and listen to it."

Now that the window paper was punctured, Xiao Heng no longer pretended to be a baa-baa younger brother, and rejected him very coldly: "I won't recite."

"Revealing the original shape?" Shangguan Qing turned his head, gave Xiao Heng a cold look, and said mockingly, "As a younger brother, you still dare to disobey him? Can you become a little younger brother consciously?"

"You have to carry it yourself." Xiao Heng said lightly, turned over in the snow, and gave Shangguan Qing a big back swing.

Shangguan Qing was so angry that he gritted his teeth, the little man in his heart jumped up violently, and he picked up his stinky brother, Duang—Duang—Duang was beaten into the snow, the kind that he couldn't get out!

"Humph!"

Shangguan Qing snorted, did not turn over, but closed his eyes coldly.

Xiao Heng opened his eyes, feeling the heat dissipating from his body little by little, and quietly looked at the distant scenery.

The wind has stopped, and there are more pedestrians on the street.

Occasionally, passers-by noticed them, cast a foolish look, and hurried past again.

The meeting between the two brothers was very sudden, and neither of them had any psychological preparations. Maybe Shangguan Qing had a little bit, but it was only a little bit.

Since the two met until now, some topics have been avoided.

For example, should the identity of the eldest grandson of the emperor be returned to you?

For example, if I take your antidote, are you angry?

In fact, no matter whether it is the young master of Zhaodu or the eldest grandson of Emperor Dayan, neither life was smooth sailing, and it is difficult to say who has endured the greater suffering.

Xiao Heng didn't die, but Zhaodu Xiaohou died once.

Shangguan Qing is still alive, but his life is about to come to an end.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Xiao Heng's body became cold.

"It's time to get up," he said, "Don't lie down, you'll catch a cold if you lie down again."

He sat up.

Shangguan Qing behind him did not respond.

He looked at Shangguan Qing strangely.

Shangguan Qing's face turned pale for a while, and his lips were bloodless.

When I saw him in the camp in the morning, his face was not as rosy as normal, but he was not as weak as he was now.

"Shangguan Qing, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Heng raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Not hot.

But his breath was very weak.

Xiao Heng patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Shangguan Qing, Shangguan Qing, Shangguan Qing!"

Xiao Heng can't be considered as a doctor after a long illness, but he can still tell if a person is really weak.

No wonder he hasn't moved since he lay down.

It wasn't that he was too lazy to move, it was that he couldn't move at all.

"Wake up!"

"Don't you want to hear me recite poetry? I'll recite it to you!"

"It's snowing in the Tianshan Mountains in May. There are no flowers but cold. I hear the broken willows in the flute, but I haven't seen the spring. The dawn battle follows the golden drum, and the night sleep embraces the jade saddle. I wish to put down the sword from the waist and cut Loulan straight!"

"...It's really ugly." Shangguan Qing slowly lifted his heavy eyelids, and cast a weak glance at Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng corrected: "This poem is not bad!"

"It's your voice." Shangguan Qing rolled his eyes and said, "How old are you?"

Xiao Heng's throat was a little swollen, and his voice unconsciously contained a choking sob that he didn't even notice.

Xiao Heng let out a long breath, his back was already drenched in just a moment of hard work.

"I don't even call my brother anymore." Shangguan Qing complained.

Xiao Heng hehe said: "You can beat me, or pass me in the exam, why do you call your brother?"

Shangguan Qing grabbed the firecracker in the snow: "One shot will kill you."

"Brother." Those who know current affairs are Junjie.

Shangguan Qing hummed in satisfaction.

The wind got stronger, Xiao Heng stretched out his hand: "I'll help you up."

Shangguan Qing suddenly said, "I can't wait for the antidote."

Xiao Heng's hands stopped, he took a deep breath, and said slowly: "No, father will definitely bring back the antidote."

Shangguan Qing didn't answer, but looked at the distant sky and said, "Is she doing well?"

Didn't say which "she" it was, maybe even "he".

But Xiao Heng was only stunned for a moment before he realized who he was referring to by her.

Before Xiao Heng could answer, Shangguan Qing said in a low voice: "Take me to meet her. I think, take a look at her before leaving."