After Hou Fu Jiaojiao was reborn, she turned over

Chapter 56 Bullying

She put down her arrow and smiled with her lips curled up: "Hey, don't go, why are you so selfish, why don't you run away with your own wine to give my sister a sip?"

Shangguan Wenchao pointed to her lips: "You can still drink like this?"

Shangguan Wanyue stretched out her hand and touched her chapped and chapped lips with her fingertips, and it still hurt a little. I'm afraid she can't eat spicy food these days
"Is there anything you can't drink, who are you looking down on? Can this little tribulation stop me? Besides—" Shangguan Wanyue raised her hands, which were red from the cold, and there was a chilblain on her little finger. Red and purple, itchy and painful, "I'm already cold like a dog, if you don't give me some wine to warm me up, I'll have to die right away."

Shangguan Wenchao gave her a blank look when he heard the words, and entered the house with the wine.

He hates the life and death that comes out of her mouth the most, what goes back to the west and doesn't return to the west, bad luck.

The aroma of the wine is overflowing, the taste of this wine is not good, it is a bit rough, but for them, nothing is better than nothing.

Anyway, most people have never drank any good wine, and they can't tell the good from the bad at all. After drinking for a long time, they get used to it after drinking for a long time.

The night is like ink covered with white paper, and the thick black can not even see the stars and the moon.

Shangguan Wenchao poured her a full glass, and Shangguan Wanyue continued to touch the arrow, rubbing the sharp and smooth metal surface with her fingertips, and there were three curved water patterns on it.

Very small, just at the edge of one side of the arrow and the other.

I searched for all the codes or marks I have seen in my mind, but I didn't find anything similar.

Shangguan Wenchao pushed the wine over to her: "Don't get too close, watch out for your eyes, if you burn your eyes out at a young age, I'll see how you can be a general."

As if dissatisfied, he continued to mutter: "You have been holding it and looking at it for several months, but you haven't noticed anything."

"Why don't you focus on other things, such as what to do at home when the New Year is coming, whether to register and let a group of people go back in the military camp, whether to customize a new suit for yourself, tell me how long you haven't changed Clothes?"

He was chirping like a sparrow, and Shangguan Wanyue's only thought was stirred up by such a small stone.

Not calm.

Shangguan Wanyue frowned, slapped him on the mouth, and said fiercely: "Shut up, it's more choking than gunpowder like you didn't know the door."

Shangguan Wenchao took her hand away, put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it coldly: "Who has eaten the gunpowder now?"

Shangguan Wanyue was still concentrating on looking at the arrow, not caring at all that her hand was still in the palm of her brother.

Shangguan Wenchao looked at the small frostbite on her little finger, frowned uncomfortably, and reached out to rub the surrounding area gently for her.

It's a little itchy, but it's not very painful, and it will be even more itchy when you enter the greenhouse. Shangguan Wanyue couldn't take it anymore, she pulled her hand back, and glared at him: "Don't mess around."

"Tch." Shangguan Wenchao tilted his head resentfully.

"Some things are too dangerous, so don't do them." Shangguan Wanyue said suddenly, and finally found a small triangle on the edge where the arrow and the wood contacted, "You are young now, if you can practice in the military camp, you can practice and practice." , Protect yourself after winning a few battles, then go home honestly to marry a wife and have children, don’t let your parents always worry about you, you are the only son of our Lao Ye family, do you understand how to treat yourself?"

She babbled a lot, none of which was Shangguan Wenchao's favorite.

"What about you?" Shangguan Wenchao asked.

Shangguan Wanyue didn't notice Shangguan Wenchao's sinking face, but took a blueprint and simply drew the pattern on it. Hearing his question, she noticed his bad tone and looked up at him. It really stinks. a face.

His skin is also very dry recently, peeled off, and it hurts like being pricked by a needle when blown by the wind, he dare not rub it, it will burn.

Shangguan Wanyue patted his head comfortingly: "Don't make trouble, listen to sister."

Most of Shangguan Wenchao's arrogance disappeared in an instant, but he still muttered unhappily: "What kind of sister are you, and you are not a relative."

"Then I get married first?" Shangguan Wanyue raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Shangguan Wenchao's expression changed, he stood up instantly, and grabbed her wrist: "How dare you!"

"What am I afraid of?"

Also.

What is she afraid of? If she dared not, how could she become the current general. Only she can understand how difficult it is, and Shangguan Wenchao also saw it clearly along the way.

She has done the hardest things, and getting married is nothing difficult.

Shangguan Wenchao pursed his lips, his handsome face was as handsome as a tough guy, with sharp lines, but his aura was not as strong as Shangguan Wanyue's, and he was always a little shorter: "You know how to bully me."

"You are my younger brother, why can't I bully you? Brothers are all bullied by sister."

"What's your point?"

"Could I have said something wrong?"

"But you are not my elder sister, how could an elder sister and younger brother—"

The rest of the words came to an abrupt end when someone called them from outside the door.

"General Shangguan Wanyue, General Shangguan Wenchao, someone is visiting."

"Who?" Shangguan Wanyue asked.

"Son of Marquis Pingyang, Chen Hengshan and Lord Chu Xiaohou."

"Actually, I don't want to come."

Tan Zhenming's alienated and indifferent words instantly diluted Zheng Zhuoyun's excited heart.

He looked like he was dressed in white clothes, his complexion was still so pale, his figure was thin, and he couldn't support himself in the thick mink fur, more like he would be crushed by the mink fur.

Zheng Zhuoyun was stunned for a while, Tan Zhenming had already brushed past him, and the whispering voice of Yu Jinxuan disappeared, as if it had never happened.

Xue Mi greeted Tan Jingyao obediently, and Tan Jingyao patted her head lovingly: "I grew taller, behaved a little better, and became more and more beautiful."

Xue Mi laughed, no one would refuse a person who praised her good looks: "Uncle Tan looks younger and younger!"

"You are good at coaxing people, and you have a sweet mouth." Tan Jingyao smiled, the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could not be hidden at all, "Zhuo Yun is lucky to have you by his side."

Xue Mi blushed, and shyly glanced at Zheng Zhuoyun quietly.

But at a glance, he seemed to be dead all of a sudden, with a low breath exuding from his body, but he forced a smile on his face.

What's wrong?Xue Mi was puzzled.

The scars on Yan Lingzhi's face are almost gone, there are only some faint traces, which can't be seen clearly unless you look closely. They are usually covered with thick powder, but they are still as beautiful as before. I don't know if they are. After going through some things, Yan Lingzhi's eyebrows and eyes have a different charm.

She knew the inside story, she observed very carefully, and naturally noticed the movement of Tan Zhenming's mouth when he passed by Zheng Zhuoyun just now.

He couldn't hear it, but it probably wasn't a good thing to make Zheng Zhuoyun's smiling face collapse.

(End of this chapter)