First Lady of the Crown Prince

Chapter 934 Domineering Xiao Ji (1st update)

 Lantingyuan has prepared a separate practice room and backyard for small clearance, where he can play to his heart's content.

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

Shangguan Qing was carried into the study by two young men. His face was thin and he looked miserable.

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

Shangguan Qing motioned to the waiter to help him to the chair opposite the desk.

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

That seat is facing his younger brother, and he can clearly show his miserable condition without any blind spots.

I have to say that the three of them, father and son, all have excellent intelligence and talent in the matter of "showing themselves."

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

 The two boys left 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 biological son. No one in Zhaodu would dare to beat you, right? Let me guess, I want to Fired?"

Shangguan Qing took a breath, what kind of monster is this stinky brother? Can you read his mind at a glance?

 He opened his mouth.

Xiao Heng didn’t give him a chance: “Don’t deny it, see through it.”

Shangguan Qingjun’s face sank.

He took off his disguise in one second, put his feet on the table, folded his hands behind his head, leaned back on the chair, and said casually: "Tell me, where did I reveal my secret?"

Xiao Heng said funnyly: "You didn't reveal anything, I lied to you."

Shangguan Qing's body trembled. Even if that girl deceived me, you deceive me too! You two are truly a match made in heaven!

"I don't care." He turned his face away and said angrily, "I'll give you half of my life if I bring you a young monk! You have to make me ten new fire guns no matter what!"

 “Two handfuls.” Xiao Heng negotiated the price.

Shangguan Qing quickly took back his feet on the table, sat up straight, stared at Xiao Heng and said, "Don't you cut the price in half?"

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

 Two handfuls and one half, that is one handful.

Shangguan Qing narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I'll tell the princess that you bullied me."

Xiao Hengfeng said calmly: "You can still be bullied by a weak scholar like me after the poison has been cured. It seems that, brother, you don't have enough strength in your daily life."

Shangguan Qing’s mouth twitched: “Three handfuls, no more.”

 Xiao Heng: “Deal.”

Shangguan Qing: "You won't struggle anymore this time?"

If I had known earlier, I would have told you four things!

The series "Can't Fight My Brother Everyday" ends, Shangguan Qing returns to his yard.

 After Xiao Jingkong finished practicing the exercises, reading the book, and finishing her homework, it was almost three o'clock in the morning when Gu Jiao finally came out of the room.

He jumped down from the swing and ran towards Gu Jiao with all his strength.

 “Jiaojiao!”

He opened his little arms and was about to jump into Gu Jiao's arms as usual.

However, just as he was about to knock him down, he stopped in time.

He was so angry that he held his lower body firmly, his little feet firmly nailed to the ground, and his little body swayed, trying hard not to fall to the ground.

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

Gu Jiao curled her lips, walked forward, raised her hand and moved his little head: "Wow, what are you doing? You're tanned again."

On the day of the wedding, it was still a hard-boiled egg, but now it is almost a shiny little braised egg.

"ah!"

He quickly covered his head and said aggrievedly and resentfully, "It's all Brother Qing's fault! He took me on the boat to bask in the sun for three days! I was dried like a small fish in the sun!"

Gu Jiao thought about that scene and bent over with laughter.

She smiled very happily, and Xiao Qingkong was obsessed with her smile and felt very happy.

“But Jiaojiao.” He looked at the left side of her face curiously, “Why are the flowers on your face gone?”

flower?

Gu Jiao was stunned for a moment.

 Suddenly realized something, Xiao Jingkong did not say the word duplication 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 gratifying?

 Still melancholy?

There seems to be a trace of reluctance.

I want to knead him back and make him the little dumpling that follows her **** all day long and calls her cute with his milky sounds.

 He couldn't see her when he opened his eyes, he would cry until he was in a dark place, he would ask her to plant kisses on his little face, and he would water the kisses every day and wait for the sprouts to sprout.

 Always sitting on the threshold waiting for her to come home.

"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Jingkong saw Gu Jiao suddenly looking at her without speaking, so he couldn't help but ask her.

 His little eyes could not hide the care and worry.

No matter how she grows up, she still has space.

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

Six-year-old Xiao Qingkong thought about it seriously, combined all his written knowledge and agricultural knowledge, and said: "Is it like the Begonia flower? When the flowers are gone, will it produce small fruits?"

The pea seedlings he planted in the countryside 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 countryside again. He was not sure whether every one of them had blossomed and bore fruit, so he decided to plant a few more to observe.

Xiao Jingkong looked at Gu Jiao, her big eyes full of the cleanliness and innocence of a child: "Jiaojiao, don't be sad! You still look good without Xiaohua! The best!"

 Children have their own unique aesthetics. In Xiao Jingkong’s eyes, Gu Jiao is the most beautiful girl in the world, regardless of whether she has a birthmark or not!

 …

On the other side, Marquis Xuanping personally went out and captured Young Master Mingyue and his guards near Bishui Hutong.

 He took the two of them back to a place in the Xuanping Hou Mansion that was dedicated to interrogating disobedient people.

 A person like him has blood on his hands, and secretly he is not a gentleman.

 The carriage stopped at the gate of the yard.

The guard opened the curtain, and Marquis Xuanping took the handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands, and said calmly: "Chang Jing is not here, so I have to do such small things personally."

 The guards did not dare to say a word.

 Master Mingyue is not easy to deal with, and ordinary secret guards cannot do anything to him.

Hour Xuanping threw away the bloodstained handkerchief and got out of the carriage with a cold expression.

 Master Mingyue and his guards were **** in a secret room that was not exposed to the sun, and were placed on a wooden frame.

The guard had fainted without being beaten.

Master Mingyue is still conscious. He has not been tortured for the time being. The injuries on his body were from the fight with Marquis Xuanping.

His arms were spread out, tied with iron chains so that he could not move. The blood from the corner of his mouth snaked down, and hit the cold floor drop by drop along his grimy chin.

 He looked at Xuan Pinghou coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Hour Xuanping walked onto the execution platform without fear, like a king in the dark night. Master Mingyue's murderous intent was instantly suppressed by his aura, like a mud cow entering the sea.

Mr. Mingyue’s eyes trembled fiercely.

 This man is dangerous!

Xuanpinghou said arrogantly: "I don't like nonsense, and I am not used to talking in circles with others. Please tell me honestly who you are, who Shitian is, and what is your relationship with Jianlu. Also."

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

The guard understood, stepped forward and pulled open Master Mingyue's clothes, revealing his strong and muscular chest.

 And above his heart, there was a dark red and black place.

Xuan Pinghou narrowed his eyes slightly: "So you were poisoned. No wonder your power has been eroded and you can't use it."

Mr. Mingyue gritted his teeth and turned his face away: "I won't tell you."

Hou Xuanping smiled lightly: "You don't need to say anything, I have already guessed it."

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

Hou Xuanping chuckled and said: "You escaped from the Sword House privately, and you also secretly brought the sword out, but without it, you can't go back."

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

Marquis Xuanping walked a few steps in front of him and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the sword is the key to going to the Sword House. There must be some passages and mechanisms that can only be opened with it. No wonder you are so generous. Draw the map, and you are sure that we can't get to the island, and even if we do, we will all die in those institutions."

Mr. Mingyue simply couldn’t believe this was true.

　　Marquis Xuanping of Zhao State, he has been in Zhao State for so long, how could he not have heard of such a famous figure?

 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?

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

 “Yes!” The guard raised his hand and drew the sword from his waist.

Mr. Mingyue’s heart skipped a beat.

 Isn’t he going to interrogate himself?

　Where did this happen?

He didn’t say anything about Killing Heaven, nor his own origins. He didn’t want to know at all!

 “Are you being too hasty?”

Xuanpinghou turned around and smiled arrogantly: "With the map and key, you have no value anymore. Whatever I want to know, I can find out clearly when I go to the island."

The guard chopped off his head with a sword!

Master Mingyue blurted out almost instinctively: "I am the young master of Jianlu! The leader is my father!"

Xuanping Hou waved his long arm and shot out a hidden weapon, which missed the guard's long sword.

Mr. Mingyue has never felt death so clearly.

Cold sweat broke out all over his body, mixed with blood, and stuck to his clothes stickyly.

This man is terrible.

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

 The terrible thing is that when a person is about to die, there is no time to lie, and all the lies are true!

  Damn it!

Housew Xuanping looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "So, Young Master Jianlu, are you happy to cooperate?"

 (End of this chapter)