Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 1896 The Empress He Heng (110)

"Yeah." Hang Heng nodded, looking down at the rippling blue water and the koi carps fighting for food, and suddenly asked, "Yan Cong, do you like your brother and sister?"

"Are you telling the truth?" Yan Cong was taken aback for a moment, and then asked with a determined look.

This question is really too difficult.

Hang Hang nodded: "Yes, to be honest, if you treat me as a friend."

This aggressive trick really worked, and the silly and sweet Yan Cong wanted to pat his chest to express his affection for her.

"That goes without saying, of course I made you a friend, a cousin who is closer than my own sister."

Hang Heng smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"I don't like it at all!" Yan Cong looked around and lowered his voice, covered his lips with his hand and whispered in her ear, "It's just disgusting."

Hang Heng's face was a little stiff: "I mean it."

"Who told you the lie?" Yan Cong muttered in a low voice, "My younger sister will sue me, and I won't see it well; my elder brother just listens and believes. If he continues to behave like this when he becomes the emperor in the future, he must be a fool."

"Oh. Is your brother jealous of you?"

"Jealous of me?" Yan Cong looked at Hang Heng with the eyes of "you don't have a fever, do you?" as if he had heard some funny joke, "I am whole body, what is better than him, what can make him jealous? I wish I could make him jealous."

But the most annoying thing is that he was suppressed and beaten by his elder brother in everything.

People are tough.

For Hang Heng's unhappiness, he uncovered all his scars.

"Look at me, I play truant, he catches me and beats me; I don't practice martial arts, he catches me and beats me; I'm bullied, and he catches me and beats me... Anyway, there's never a time when I don't get beaten; At this time, Yan Nian should be a person, help me. No, she must add fuel to the fire, alas!"

As he talked, Yan Cong felt that this day would be impossible.

He was able to grow up so big without being psychologically distorted, it was all due to his innocence.

Hang Heng tilted his head and asked, "Why does he always hit you?"

"I don't think I'm going to give up." Yan Cong shook his foot, because he was too angry and forced too much, his heel hit the railing, grinning in pain.

"Then you were bullied, why did you still hit you?"

"I still think I'm worthless. I said that everyone is under me except my father and him, and I can still be beaten. I deserve to be punished."

What a bitter tear.

However, Hang Heng also said: "Well, if you put it this way, your elder brother actually loves you very much."

Yan Cong's eyes widened: "Are your ears broken or your brain broken? Does this hurt me? Then I hurt you? Cut..."

Is there any warmth in this world? It explodes.

Hang Heng smiled and said, "What you said is good for you, you know it yourself, you just don't admit it."

"That's right. I can only talk about the method he used. I'm really incapable of enduring it. I wish my mother would give birth to a few promising younger brothers to discipline him so that he wouldn't have to stare at me every day."

"Yan Cong, have you ever thought about why you are not the crown prince, and why he occupied that position just because he was born a few years earlier?"

Yan Cong looked at her in surprise: "Why should I have that kind of thought? I'm not stupid. I'm so tired of studying and practicing martial arts! It's okay for others to say that. I don't know how tired it is to be an emperor. We are both dragons." Zifengnv, seeing how tired her father is, who can't think about becoming emperor so much?"

Hang Heng was thoughtful.

"You don't have any brothers or sisters, so you have no choice but to drive ducks to the shelves." Yan Cong thought about her situation, and then said, "But I am different. I have an older brother, why do I ask for trouble? My father is the worst One of the wise things is that when I was born, my elder brother was already designated as the crown prince."

Heng Heng said in a low voice, "Personality can also be developed."

If it wasn't for Yan Yunjin and Jiang Yanran who raised him like this on purpose, she wouldn't believe anything.

"What did you say?" Yan Cong didn't hear it.

"Then what if something happens to your brother?"

Yan Cong immediately woke up: "He Heng, what do you mean? You don't want to harm my elder brother, do you? That won't work, I will tear my face apart! You are my cousin, even my own sister!"

"I'm just saying it casually. In fact, your relationship is still very good."

"Let's make do with it."

Yan Cong would not admit that he and Yan Chuan had a good relationship, so wouldn't that mean that he took pleasure in being abused again?

"I mean life is impermanent..."

"If that day really happens, I will definitely be very sad." Yan Cong said, with a rare look of sadness on his face, "Just like I never think that my father, queen and queen will part with each other one day, I never I don't want me to be separated from my elder brother and Yan Nian. Our family should be noisy together like this."

"Your brother is lucky."

"I am the luckiest." Yan Cong said, "We are not a mother, and he is still willing to take care of me, isn't it my luck? It would be better if he didn't force me to study and practice martial arts. But he said that if he walks in the future after my father Your Majesty, I hope that I will stand up for my sister-in-law and his children, and want me to treat his children like he treats me."

"If I have younger siblings in the future, I will ask your elder brother for advice." Hang Heng said solemnly, his expression relaxed a lot.

Why does she have to think that her younger siblings will oppose her?
Compared with Yan Chuan, she doesn't want to give anything, she only worries about her own interests being harmed, what a villain!

Brothers and sisters support each other, even if they are noisy, it is also very good.

In the future, there will be a younger brother or younger sister who will spare no effort to defend her while scolding her.

"Is your mother pregnant?" Yan Cong asked belatedly.

"Perhaps." Hang Heng nodded, "Who can say what will happen in the future?"

The advantage of silly white sweet is that when you feel that life is a bit boring, you can use it to sweeten it.

"By the way, why are you talking about this? What do you want me for?" Yan Cong asked.

"Isn't this a serious matter?" Hang Heng smiled and said, stretched out his hand to hold onto the railing, jumped into the water pavilion nimbly, put the plate aside, clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, let's have some snacks."

"What kind of business is this?" Yan Cong muttered, raised his long legs and wanted to step in, but somehow staggered and fell into the water with a "plop".

Hang Heng froze, then laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

It's late spring and early summer, and the water is not cold.

"Cousin, you are too stupid."

Yan Cong was thrashing about in the water, bobbing up and down, describing himself as a mess, and shouting hoarsely: "Help, help, I don't know how to swim."

Hang Heng patted the railing and laughed endlessly.

Yan Cong scolded anxiously: "He Heng, you are so cruel, your business today is to kill me...Huh?"

He was surprised to find that his feet reached the bottom of the pool.

When he stood up, he realized that the water had just reached his waist.

"I play here every day, how can water drown people, hahahaha! Cousin, you are really my happy fruit."

(End of this chapter)