The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

The Lanting Courtyard has prepared a separate practice room and backyard for the small clear space, and he can play to his heart's content inside.

After putting him down, Xiao Heng went to the study to do his own business.

Shangguan Qing was dragged into the study by two young servants, his face was thin, and he was in a state of embarrassment, miserable.

Xiao Heng was tidying up the desk, and was startled by his appearance: "What's wrong with you? Have you been beaten?"

Shangguan Qing signaled the servant to help him onto the chair opposite the desk.

The servant helped him to the southeast corner, and he shook his head, expressing with his eyes: "I want the seat over there."

That seat was facing his younger brother, so he could reveal his tragic situation without any blind spots.

It has to be said that the father and son all have excellent roots and talents in "showing themselves".

After sitting down with difficulty and pain, he said to the boy: "Okay, you can step back."

The two young servants withdrew without saying a word.

Xiao Heng flipped through the books in his hand, picked out the ones that needed to be dried, glanced at him, and said: "You are my father's own son, no one in Zhaodu should dare to beat you, right? Let me guess, and want to Firearms?"

Shangguan Qing gasped, who the hell is this stinky brother? See through his mind at a glance?

He opened his mouth.

Xiao Heng didn't give him a chance: "Don't deny it, see it through."

Shangguan Qingjun's face darkened.

He took off the disguise in a second, put his feet on the table casually, crossed his hands behind his head, leaned his whole body on the back of the chair, and said casually, "Tell me, where did I show my secrets?"

Xiao Heng said amusedly: "You didn't tell the truth, I lied to you."

Shangguan Qing trembled, that girl lied to me, but you lied to me too! You two are a match made in heaven!

"I don't care." He turned his face away and said angrily, "Bring you a little monk, half my life is gone! You have to make me ten new firecrackers no matter what!"

"Two." Xiao Heng bargained.

Shangguan Qing withdrew his feet from the table, sat upright, stared at Xiao Heng and said, "Aren't bargains always half-and-half?"

Xiao Heng thought for a while: "Then... a handful?"

Two pair and a half is just one.

Shangguan Qing narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I'll go and tell Princess Madam that you bullied me."

Xiao Heng said calmly: "The poison is gone and you can still be bullied by me, a frail scholar. It seems that brother, you don't do enough on a daily basis."

The corner of Shangguan Qing's mouth twitched: "Three, no less."

Xiao Heng: "Deal."

Shangguan Qing: "Are you no longer struggling this time?"

If I knew it earlier, I would have said four!

The series of daily fights with younger brothers ended, and Shangguan Qing returned to his yard.

And Xiao Qingkong finished his exercises, read the book, and finished his homework. He was about to go to bed, and finally waited until Gu Jiao came out of the room.

He jumped off the swing frame with a swish, and ran towards Gu Jiao with all his energy.

"Jiaojiao!"

He opened his small arms and was about to throw himself into Gu Jiao's arms as usual.

However, just halfway down, he stopped in time.

He sank into his dantian, stabilized his lower body, nailed his small feet to the ground, and swayed his small body, trying not to throw himself on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Jiao in disbelief, pointing his little finger at her face: "Jiao... Jiaojiao?"

Gu Jiao bent the corners of her lips, walked forward, raised her hand and moved his little head: "Wow, what did you do? You're tanned again."

It was still a boiled egg on the day of the wedding, but now it is almost a shiny little marinated egg.

"what!"

He hurriedly covered his head, and said aggrieved and bitterly, "Brother Qing is all to blame! He took me on the boat for three days in the sun! I was dried like a small fish!"

Thinking of that scene, Gu Jiao bent over with a smile.

She smiled happily, Xiao Jingkong was indulging in her smile and felt very happy.

"But Jiaojiao." He looked curiously at the left side of her face, "Why are there no flowers on your face?"

flower?

Gu Jiao was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly realized one thing, Xiao Jingkong didn't say a word just now.

He has grown up and is no longer the three-year-old monk who just came down the mountain.

Gu Jiao felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Is it comforting?

Still melancholy?

There also seemed to be a trace of reluctance.

I want to rub him back and be that little dumpling who follows her behind all day long and calls her Jiaojiao in a childish voice.

When he opened his eyes and couldn't see her, he would cry until he was dark, let her plant kisses on his little face, and would water the kisses every day to wait for the sprouts to sprout.

Always sat on the threshold and waited for her to come home.

"Jiaojiao, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Gu Jiao suddenly looked at him silently, Xiao Jingkong asked her involuntarily.

His little eyes couldn't hide his care and worry.

No matter how she grows up, it is still her headroom.

Gu Jiao stroked his little head and said softly, "Because I have grown up too, that flower is gone."

The six-year-old Xiao Jingkong thought about it seriously, combined all his written knowledge and agricultural knowledge, and said, "Is it like the Begonia flower? Does it mean that the flower will bear small fruit when the flower is gone?"

The pea shoots he planted in the country will bloom and bear fruit when they grow up.

Gu Jiao thought for a while and said, "I don't know yet."

"Oh." He thought of the pea seedlings in the country again, not sure if every one had blossomed and bore fruit, so he decided to plant a few more and observe.

Xiao Jingkong looked at Gu Jiao, his big eyes were full of children's cleanliness and innocence: "Jiaojiao, don't be sad! You still look good without Xiaohua! The most beautiful!"

Children have their own unique aesthetics. In Xiao Jingkong's eyes, no matter whether Gu Jiao has a birthmark or not, she is the most beautiful girl in the world!

...

On the other side, Marquis Xuan Ping went out in person and captured Young Master Mingyue and his guards near Bishui Hutong.

He brought the two of them back to a place in Xuanping Hou Mansion where disobedient people were interrogated.

A person like him, with blood on his hands, is secretly not a gentleman.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the yard.

The guards opened the curtain, Xuan Pinghou took the handkerchief to wipe the blood on his hands, and said calmly: "Chang Jing is not here, this kind of trivial matter has to be done by the Marquis himself."

The guards didn't dare to say anything.

Young Master Mingyue is not easy to deal with, ordinary dark guards can't do anything to him.

Xuan Pinghou threw away the blood-stained handkerchief, and got out of the carriage with a cold expression.

Young Master Mingyue and his bodyguards were tied up in a darkened secret room and placed on a wooden frame.

The guard passed out without beating him.

Young Master Mingyue is still awake, he has not been punished for the time being, the wounds on his body are from the fight with Xuan Pinghou.

With his arms open, he was bound by iron chains and couldn't move. The blood from the corner of his mouth snaked down and hit the cold floor drop by drop along his dirt-stained chin.

He looked at Xuan Pinghou coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Xuan Pinghou stepped onto the execution platform without fear, like a king in the dark night, and the murderous aura of Young Master Mingyue was instantly suppressed by his aura, like a bull falling into the sea.

Young Master Mingyue's eyes trembled violently.

This man is dangerous!

Xuan Pinghou said arrogantly: "This Marquis doesn't like nonsense, and I'm not used to going around in circles with others. You should honestly explain who you are, who Shitian is, and what is your relationship with Jianlu. And more."

As he spoke, he winked at the guard at the side.

The guard understood, stepped forward and tore off Young Master Mingyue's skirt, revealing his strong and muscular chest.

And above his atrium, there was a dark red and black spot.

Xuan Pinghou narrowed his eyes slightly: "It turns out that you have been poisoned by Gu poison, no wonder your kung fu has been eaten away so that you can't use it."

Master Mingyue gritted his teeth and turned his face: "I won't say it."

Xuan Pinghou smiled lightly: "You don't need to say it, Ben Hou has already guessed it."

Young Master Mingyue looked at him abruptly, frowned and said, "What did you guess?"

Marquis Xuan Ping hehe said: "You escaped from the sword house privately, and you also secretly brought out that sword, but without it, you can't go back."

Master Mingyue's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at him in disbelief.

Xuan Pinghou took a few steps in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the sword is the key to the sword house, there must be some passages and organs that can only be opened with it, no wonder you are so generous Draw the map, you are sure that we will not be able to get to the island, and even if we do, we will all die in those institutions."

Master Mingyue couldn't believe it was true.

Xuan Pinghou of Zhao Kingdom, he has been in Zhao Kingdom for so long, how could he not have heard of such a number one person?

But isn't this man a reckless man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind?

Why is he completely different from the rumored one?

Xuan Pinghou turned around, leisurely walked down the steps, raised his hand, and said casually: "Kill him."

"Yes!" The guard cupped his hands and drew out the long sword at his waist.

Young Master Mingyue's heart skipped a beat.

Didn't he want to interrogate himself?

Where is this?

He didn't say anything about Shi Tian, ​​nor did he say anything about his own background, so he didn't want to know anything!

"Aren't you being too hasty like this!"

Xuan Pinghou turned his head and smiled arrogantly: "With the map and the key, you are worthless. If I want to know something, I can find it out when I go to the island."

The guard chopped off his head with a sword!

Young Master Mingyue blurted out almost instinctively: "I am the young master of the Sword House! The master is my father!"

Xuan Pinghou swung his long arm and shot a hidden weapon, which missed the guard's long sword.

Young Master Mingyue has never felt death so clearly.

Cold sweat came out of his whole body, mixed with blood, sticky on his clothes.

This man is horrible.

Did he really intend to kill himself, or was he sure that he would confess?

The terrible thing is that there is no time for a person to lie at the moment of death, all the tricks are true!

hateful!

Xuan Pinghou looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "Then, young master of Jianlu, happy cooperation?"