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

Chapter 1970 The Empress He Heng (180)

Yan Cong really thought something was wrong with Heng Heng, so he rushed to the East Palace in a hurry.

Following the guidance of the palace man, he finally found her at the Huxin Pavilion, Heng Heng's favorite place.

Hang Heng sat on the railing, his feet dangling, looking a little lonely from his back.

Yan Cong stopped in his tracks: "He Heng, if you have something to say, come down first! Don't be overwhelmed! Even if you are drowning, so many people will be able to catch you! Just think about how embarrassing you will look then."

Hang Heng turned around and glared at him: "Are you stupid? Do I feel like I'm going to drown myself like this? Come and sit!"

Yan Cong: "..."

He couldn't get angry, and said angrily: "Just wait until I push you down! Do you know that people are scary, scaring people to death? What's wrong with you, like others looking for death and life? You are really promising!"

While talking, he walked over to imitate her and sat down, making a gesture to push her.

"Stop making trouble with Yan Cong," Hang Heng said, "Did I give you 2000 taels of silver?"

Yan Cong: "... For the sake of money, I forgive you. How about you die a few more times?"

Now it was Hang Heng who wanted to push the opponent down.

"Just hold the 2000 taels like this, without burning your hands?" Hang Heng said with a half-smile.

Yan Cong immediately became vigilant: "What do you mean by that? Could it be that you have been bullying me all this time, and now your conscience has discovered that you are using gold and silver to make up for me?"

Thinking of the "injuries" he had suffered, the money he took was not only peace of mind, but hard-earned money.

"You don't come here." Hang Heng said, "I want to ask you for help. I will give you money first to show my sincerity!"

Yan Cong muttered: "I knew you were not that kind. Tell me."

"I've been grounded." Hang Heng said sadly.

"Ah? Who locked you up so easily? Is it because you are afraid that you will go out and harm others." Yan Cong smiled gloatingly.

Hang Heng made a gesture to snatch the banknote from his arms.

Yan Cong hurriedly protected: "Wrong, wrong, I was wrong. You say, you continue to say."

Just kidding, if he falls into the water playing around, he's fine, and the banknote will be in vain.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted to do some little tricks, and my mother found out, and then I did that."

"Small trick?" Yan Cong said disbelief all over his face, "Tell me, what kind of trick do you want to do?"

"My father and queen always don't want me to be with my brother! I just thought, isn't there a lot of people when grandma celebrates her birthday? If we are together then, do we have to admit it?"

It's a pity that she exposed it too early, and her success fell short. Thinking about it, Heng Heng still feels sorry for herself.

Yan Cong stared at her with wide eyes: "He Heng, you're out of your mind. You don't think, under the watchful eyes of everyone, you two get out together."

"Then how could it be?" Hang Heng categorically denied, "What I'm thinking of is just talking to each other, I don't know there are many people behind the scene."

Yan Cong's eyes almost rolled to the sky: "So you want to force your father and queen to bow their heads like this? The confinement is even light. If I give birth to a daughter like you, I will kill you."

"A bank note!" Hang Heng stretched out his hand, gritted his teeth authentically.

She came to him for advice, not to listen to his nonsense.

"Since the banknotes are precious, integrity is more important." Yan Cong said proudly, "I will not help you."

Having said that, he still held on to the skirt of his clothes tightly, not letting go to pay back the money at all.

"Hmph," Hang Heng snorted coldly, "I knew you had no loyalty. You won't return the bank note, and you won't help me, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then you wait for me. I'll get someone to drug you later, so that you can never be a man again. Then I will send you a hundred and eighty beauties, so that you can only watch but not move!"

"Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart."

"Nonsense, we grew up together, we have the same blessings and share the same difficulties. I'm having a hard time, can it make you feel better?"

Yan Cong wanted to lean on the pillar and cry, why did he know such a cruel woman!

For the sake of the dignity and happiness of the rest of his life—after all, there are only things Hang Heng can't think of, and there is nothing she dares to do, so Yan Cong agreed to her humiliatingly.

"I have no idea." He wouldn't let Hang Hang be happy, "If I had a good brain, I would have gone back to grab my brother's throne. How can I still be bullied by you here? Tell yourself, what do you want me to do?" ?”

Turning around like this, it was revealed that he was a coerced innocent cutie, at best an accomplice.

Hang Heng rolled his eyes and hooked his hands at him: "Come with me!"

She brought Yan Cong into her room, and shunned all the palace people.

Although the two had always been on the same page, making a scene without skin or face, Yan Cong was still shy when they entered her boudoir, and there were only two of them looking at each other.

He faltered and said: "He Heng, let's go out and talk about something."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you might force me." Yan Cong said, "I'm Uncle Huanghua."

Hang Heng: "...Take off!"

Yan Cong took two steps back, gripping his skirt tightly, "Don't scare me, I will take it seriously."

"Take off your clothes quickly, there's so much nonsense." Heng Heng lowered his voice.

Ten thousand draft horses roared past Yan Cong's heart.

"He Heng, what do you want to do? I'm not selling myself for laughing! It's okay to laugh with you, and you want to take away the virgin body that I have guarded for 18 years. It's a beautiful idea!"

Hang Hang gave him a contemptuous look: "You little weakling, I've taken a fancy to you? I'm not blind. I just want your clothes, so much nonsense."

Yan Cong was stabbed in the waist, and immediately became furious: "He Heng, who are you calling weak? I'm a hundred times stronger than Wu Yu, okay?"

"Even if you are ten thousand times stronger, I don't like you either, don't think about it."

Yan Cong: "..."

"Take off your clothes quickly, it's too late." Hang Heng stomped his feet anxiously, "Take off your clothes, and the 1000 taels of silver will be yours."

"Really? Another 1000 taels." Yan Cong's eyes lit up excitedly.

Hang Hang gritted his teeth: "Yes, give me another 1000 taels."

"Okay." Yan Cong took off his outer robe three times and five times, and then stretched out his hand to untie his middle coat.

Hang Heng covered his eyes: "Who told you to take off your shirt? Enough is enough!"

Yan Cong finally thought of something, he laughed and said, "I see, you want to wear my clothes and go out pretending to be me, don't you? Shorty, can you hold it up?"

"It's up to you." Hang Heng grabbed his clothes and tossed them behind the screen.

Yan Cong sat cross-legged on the couch, grabbed a fruit and bit it until it was juicy, and said, "You went out after being grounded. If you were found out, it would be a worse crime. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

The 1000 taels of silver was too easy to earn, Yan Cong expressed his satisfaction.

Hang Heng said, "No one else will find out!"

"Then what if the servant girl finds you when you go out?"

"They won't find out because 'I' is still there."

(End of this chapter)