Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: The New Biography of Guan Ping

"Brother, I have been looking for you for a long time, and I know that you are in the school grounds.
Guan Ping was a little embarrassed, and wanted to take the belt, and said awkwardly, "I'll do it myself."

"You, don't think that you are very capable." Guan Feng gave Guan Ping a bad look. Regardless of her movements, she put her hands around his chest, put on the belt, and took two steps back. After a while, he stepped forward again and straightened it.

"Actually, you always wear your belt at a slant." Guan Feng glanced at Guan Ping mischievously and teasingly with big eyes, and said with a smile, "It's just that I help you straighten it secretly every time."

"Is there?" Guan Ping smirked a few times, recalling what happened yesterday, scratched his head, and said with a smile: "It seems to be, yesterday, my uncle said that my belt is slanted."

"That's right, this is no better than Xiaopei. This is Xuchang. There are so many sons and daughters from rich and noble families. Brother, you can't avoid socializing. You can't ignore these details." face, filled with sweetness.

"That's right." Guan Ping recalled the scene a few days ago when he went to the street covered in sweat and a few women watched his eyes shine from a distance, and when they got closer, they covered their noses and frowned and walked away. He said with a self-deprecating smile: A few days ago, my uncle said that I didn't have a woman to take care of me, and that he wanted to marry me, now that I think about it, it's also..."

"No...not...no." Before Guan Ping finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. He was at a loss and regretted, and looked at the little girl in horror.

But it was already too late, with just this one sentence, Guan Feng was filled with grievances, and the smile on her face froze instantly.

Tears were already in his eyes, but because of his stubborn temper, Guan Feng just bit his lips, desperately suppressing tears and choking.

His head was also buried down, his small face was covered by a waterfall, and his thin shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

"Feng'er, no...>

Guan Ping was completely flustered and wanted to explain, but couldn't hold back a complete sentence intermittently.

"My lord..." Guan Xian walked up timidly, and glanced at Guan Ping.

"Take the soldiers back to the barracks, and stay here to drink the fucking northwest wind!" Guan Ping felt aggrieved, and used Guan Xian as a punching bag.

Guan Xian thought he was unlucky, curled his lips, and hurriedly brought the soldiers back.

"Feng'er...Feng'er...I didn't mean that...>

"Go away!" Guan Feng suddenly took a step back, raised his head tearfully, and looked at Guan Ping.

"You don't have a woman to take care of you? Tell me, who washes your clothes every day? Other people's clothes are enough for a day. You are lucky. You run to the school grounds every day, and you sweat like rain every time. Even ten sets of clothes are not enough. You change it."

Guan Feng raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and continued to scold: "Others can wear a set of clothes for several months, but you are better off. You can wear a set of clothes every day and give them to the maidservants to make, and you are afraid that they will be too small to fit your body." Feng'er lit a lamp every night to make new clothes for you, her hands were all pricked, and she couldn't keep up with your rotten clothes."

Guan Ping didn't know this, he only knew that every day after punching and practicing a set of halberd techniques, after a few days of repetition, the linen clothes would be torn to pieces.

After it was torn, someone brought new clothes, Guan Ping didn't care, but he didn't know that these clothes were made by Guan Feng hanging under the oil lamp every night, stitch by stitch.

"Alas!" Guan Ping was so heartbroken that he could only grieve, stomp his feet and sigh fiercely.

Guan Feng ignored him, but her eyes were dim with tears, and she continued to speak to herself, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances in the sky. [

"Have you forgotten, who gets up a few hours earlier every day, lest you can't get used to the food cooked by others, grinds mung beans for you, makes porridge, you only need a few sips of mung bean soup, do you know how to grind it a little?" , how much energy is needed."

"Fenger...>

"Didn't you say that you don't have a woman to take care of you? What is Feng'er? It's wood for living. It serves you for food and clothing every day. When you don't want it anymore, kick Feng'er away."

"I'm an asshole...I'm an asshole..."

"Of course you are a jerk, you go find a woman yourself, ask her to stay up late to make clothes for you, ask her to cook porridge for you early in the morning, ask her to wash your clothes in the winter, go, find .”

Guan Feng looked like a maniac, the demure and dignified in the past had long since disappeared, and Guan Ping seemed to have seen his withdrawn and prickly sister when he first recognized Guan Yu as his adoptive father.

Guan Ping was well aware of her sister's loneliness and fear at that time, and she abandoned her natural gentleness just to protect herself.

Guan Ping thought to himself: It was because he became the protective shell outside Guan Feng that Guan Feng gradually let go of his disguise and gradually became gentle and kind.

But now, because of the shattering of his own shell, Guan Feng has returned to his original appearance.

No matter how stupid and stupid Guan Ping was, he vaguely knew that the relationship between his sister and himself was by no means a simple brother-sister relationship.

Also, a young boy and a 16-year-old girl met for the first time in their lives, and in the next two years, they became intimately one.At the same time, the two have no blood relationship, and each other is the most important warmth in each other's life.

In this case, the two are clearly more like first love than brother and sister - which they both know very well.

And this situation, for Guan Ping, is more difficult than single-handedly fighting Lu Bu on the battlefield.

Because the power of ethics and morality that has lasted for thousands of years is far stronger than that of Lu Bu.

Brothers and sisters and traitors will be killed and abandoned!Even righteous brothers and sisters seem to be like this.

What a miserable way to die, not to mention being beheaded, the corpse has to be thrown on the market for thousands of people to scold, laugh at, and trample on; A tool for thirsty men to vent their desires!

What a shame!

Thinking of this, Guan Ping only felt that his heart was trembling. Guan Ping was afraid, not only afraid of death, but also something that frightened him more than death.

"In any case, her safety and happiness come first." Guan Ping silently looked at the little girl who ran away after crying, wiping her tears and running away heartbroken, sighed, looked up at the sky, and murmured .