My wife is weak

Chapter 46
It was only then that Tang Qingshan remembered that he had indeed climbed up the wall to watch the little brother next door dance sword these two days after school, and he hadn't run around in the mansion as usual.

In the past two days, I and the little brother next door generally didn't talk to each other, one danced the sword, and the other watched quietly.

In fact, today is the second time my little brother has spoken to him.

The first time was when I gave him a paper kite two days ago.

"Hey...it's nothing."

Tang Qingshan, who didn't know what else to say, was already planning to give up her defense.

After all, the ladder is still on the wall, and the scene where I just got off the ladder was caught by my sister.

"Are you going...to visit?"

Tang Ruyao silently watched Shuang'an move the ladder away, trying to cover up the crime.

Tang Qingshan followed her sister's line of sight and met Shuang'an's eyes, and Shuang'an quickly left the scene with a ladder.

"Sister, it's okay, let's go to the garden."

The boy whispered, "I'll explain it to my sister when I get to the garden."

Tang Ruyao seemed to understand something, she glanced at the neighbor and nodded.

Listening to the conversation between the siblings next door, Song Yan couldn't help but smile.

No matter how softly he whispered, he could still hear it. After all, the internal strength that has been practiced for so many years is not for nothing.

Inserting the sword in his hand back into the scabbard, he guessed that he could see the kid who climbed the wall next door tomorrow!
Since two days ago when I was dancing my sword, the kite flew to my courtyard and I picked it up and sent it back to the next door. The little boy came to the wall every afternoon to watch me dance my sword.

It's been two days, and it's still quite harmonious.

I heard that Prime Minister Tang and his wife next door loved each other very much. After they got married, they did not take concubines and raised a son and a daughter. It is a good story.

I'm sorry, but because of what the man in the palace did, he has a good impression of Tang Chengxiang's family. He thinks it's amazing that a man can be a couple for a lifetime.

"Third Prince, Your Majesty invites you into the palace."

Impatientness flashed across Song Yan's eyes, and he said to the hidden guard kneeling on the ground: "Got it, let's go."

The old man now requires himself to enter the palace once every seven days for secret training.

According to Uncle and Uncle Qi Gong's words, it is: if you don't go to the resources that are given for free, you won't go for nothing.

In the small garden of the Tang Mansion, the siblings were sitting in a small pavilion, bringing a few plates of pastries from the kitchen and putting them on the stone table in the evening.

Tang Qingshan was also hungry, so she grabbed a piece of peach cake and ate it, explaining to her sister while eating: "I made a paper kite two days ago, and I wanted to see if it could fly, but who knows if it can fly?" Yes, and flew to the next door."

Taking a sip of water, he continued: "Then the little brother next door flew to the wall and brought it over."

When the little boy said this, he glanced at his sister with his dark eyes, and said enviously, "I want to fly too..."

The little brother next door looks so handsome flying up the wall, he wants to fly too.

Tang Ruyao: "..."

"So you climbed the wall to visit?"

"Well, I look very handsome when I watch my little brother dance sword."

It's not at all the same as the one taught in the academy, and it's also different from the one taught by the master my father hired.

"You want to learn martial arts again?"

Tang Ruyao did not forget how this little brat drove away the martial arts master invited by his father.

"That's different..."

The master my father hired was so boring and not handsome at all.

Key points: not handsome at all.

　As long as my brother looks good, I will do whatever you want me to do!

　　Isn't it just practicing martial arts?Practice as you say.

　　Ahh...a cry came out.

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(End of this chapter)