Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 160: Sisi’s true appearance

Chapter 160 Sisi’s true appearance

This was probably the first time in her life that Tang Wanzhuang, who had always had an indifferent temperament, was angered by a mere word. Zhao Changhe watched helplessly as she grabbed the dragon bird beside the bed and rushed out the door, kicking Tang Buqi to the ground. Turning over, he used Longque as a door panel and slapped Tang Buqi on the butt: "I asked you not to knock on the door, and asked you to call uncle! Who told you that this is uncle!"

Tang Buqi screamed: "I was wrong, I was wrong, my aunt wants to be brave, not my uncle, not my uncle."

Tang Wanzhuang was furious: "Who told you it's because I want face?"

"I was wrong, my aunt doesn't want face or face..."

"Pa bang bang..."

Amidst Tang Buqi's screams, Zhao Changhe finally closed his mouth that had been open for a long time.

What a genius. If you don’t get beaten, who will?

How can I feel that this aunt has been bullying this nephew since childhood? She is so skilled...

He wanted to break up the fight but didn't know where to start. What he finally said became this: "Stop fighting. You are not in good health. What should you do if you are tired from fighting..."

Tang Buqi: "..."

It was me who was beaten, but she was the one you felt sorry for? This doesn't even mean he's not an uncle!

Tang Wanzhuang was really tired from beating her. She leaned on the knife on the ground and coughed out of breath: "Say, what did your father say when you barged in?"

"Dad said that the knife was probably Daxia Longque, and Brother Zhao was probably..." Tang Buqi held his head and glanced at his aunt cautiously: "That's why I came here to ask for confirmation. Now it seems there is no need to ask for confirmation. ”

Tang Wanzhuang almost died of anger. She coughed violently for a long time and couldn't even speak.

Zhao Changhe always wondered whether her illness might have been caused by the idiots at home...

He could only say: "Eldest nephew... Oh, Brother Tang, this knife is indeed a dragon bird. Please help hide it. Besides, being able to use the dragon bird does not mean you have any status. You see your aunt is also using it. Don't think divergently. ..."

My aunt is the head of the Demon Suppressing Division, and she has the same spirit as Daxia. Why is it strange that Longque recognizes her? Who are you?

Tang Buqi felt that he didn't dare to say anything today. If he said anything casually, he would get beaten. It would be better not to say anything.

Anyway, the sword is a dragon bird and you are a prince. Isn’t it normal for your aunt to be intimate with you? The family should be smiling. Why should I talk so much... It’s just that I have an uncle who is younger than me for nothing. She also had to be beaten by her tough-talking aunt.

Tang Buqi felt aggrieved, and after a long time he said: "There are not many people who can recognize this knife. If my father doesn't tell me, and if I don't tell, most others won't know."

"Okay, I believe the Tang family has a sense of control over this matter." Zhao Changhe sighed: "Come in and sit down, what are you talking about?"

Tang Wanzhuang glanced at him and finally said nothing. She picked up the knife and returned to the house tiredly, sitting on the eucalyptus table beside her.

Tang Buqi followed in cautiously, and sat next to the chair opposite with his buttocks hurting from being spanked.

"Brother Tang." Zhao Changhe suddenly shouted.

The tone was a bit formal, and Tang Buqi glanced at him in surprise.

But I heard Zhao Changhe continue: "I understand the anxiety of parents when their daughters are unmarried at an older age. I also understand the desire to find a well-matched marriage for their daughters. I also understand the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to do something for the family... ...But Tang Wanzhuang is not an ordinary person. She not only supports this family, but also supports this country... The Tang family should not and have no right to force her into anything."

Tang Buqi said hurriedly: "We didn't force it either..."

Zhao Changhe directly pretended that these words did not exist, and continued: "She is filial and kind-hearted. For a lawless gangster like me, it is normal for her to fall out with the family. It would be better for you, everyone wants to be her head, you Are you worthy? Don’t say twenty-eight, even if you don’t marry at eighty-two, it’s none of your business!”

Tang Buqi: "..."

"Not to mention that I am not of that status at all, even if I were, what I want to say is to reject this kind of political marriage. No matter what you think of this status, Zhao said this, please tell Brother Tang to the old man."

Tang Buqi was extremely strange. What you said to me earlier made sense, but you all acted like that just now. Could it be that you just want to deny it?

Looking at my aunt’s expression, she was actually smiling. Those beautiful eyes glanced over the bed, full of admiration.

You appreciate it when someone eats you up and doesn't admit it, right?

Forget it, it’s the elders’ business. As a junior, you don’t have to talk too much. Tang Buqi said helplessly: "Okay, I will convey Brother Zhao's intention to the old man exactly."

"That's okay." Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "I said eldest nephew... uh Brother Tang, the way you lead the crowd to stand in front of the evil sword is very impressive."

Tang Buqi snorted and said, "It's just a sword shadow. How awesome is it! I haven't practiced enough. If I were a little higher, would it be your turn to be a saint?"

"Yes, do you dare to go out by yourself next time?"

Tang Buqi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Now that something has happened, I will go north. Suddenly I feel that there is nothing to be afraid of."

"I've been through the sea, but that's it." Zhao Changhe said with a smile: "I look forward to meeting you in the world one day. It will be an interesting scene."

Tang Buqi was silent for a moment and said quietly: "Sure enough, if I don't knock on the door, you will treat me as a friend."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Tang Wanzhuang: "..."

"Bang!" The door opened, and Tang Wanzhuang grabbed her nephew by the ears and threw him out of the door: "Go and practice your skills! You are not allowed to go out until you break through the fifth level entrance within ten days! Then I will test your swordsmanship. , if you miss the slightest bit of essence, you will face the wall for a year!”

"Our house has no back hill..." Tang Buqi's sighing voice was far away.

The room finally became quiet. Zhao Changhe and Tang Wanzhuang looked at each other and suddenly smiled.

"What do you mean, will you stay here for ten more days?" Zhao Changhe asked.

"Well, there are so many things going on, I don't know if they can be dealt with in ten days."

"Then you'd better go deal with the matter. It's all a skin injury. It'll be fine if you just lie down. There's no need to waste time with me."

"How can you say it's a waste of time?" Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly: "If I didn't come here, how could I hear what you said to the Tang family?"

"...Actually, it sounds better than not wanting a twenty-eight-year-old aunt. In the final analysis, isn't it still rejection? You don't grasp the essence."

Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "Wanzhuang is just an ordinary woman. Who wants to hear hurtful words if she can have nice words to say?"

Zhao Changhe stopped talking about this, and instead said: "Tang Buqi's last sentence has no backbone. Don't you feel a sense of desolation in decline? Even Tang Buqi, a heartless person, is full of worries. , you can still laugh..."

"It is not out of belonging and persistence to the glory of the Tang family that he has the transformation to step forward and stand in front of the evil sword. You think this battle is the day the Tang family declines, but I think it is the day the Tang family rises again. "Tang Wanzhuang said in a low voice: "There has to be such a time, and this time it comes at the right time."

Zhao Changhe stared at her without saying anything.

In this meeting, it can be said that until this moment, Tang Wanzhuang looked like the leader of the Demon Suppression Division.

"The Tang family needs a lot of help from you this time. Without you, the consequences would be disastrous. Whether you say it is for the people of Gusu or for your friend Tang Buqi, Wanzhuang owes you a favor." Tang Wanzhuang He took out a blood-colored bead and said: "This is the treasure that Maitreya smashed into the pool. It may be helpful to you... but you may be a little disappointed."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Nothing, this is purely a gift, even if it is a copper plate, you will earn it."

Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "It's not that bad... You need to recover from your injuries before you experience this, otherwise it will be detrimental to your Qi and blood."

As he said that, he put the beads on the bedside and finally turned around and went out: "I'm afraid that my pestle here will disturb you and Miss Sisi, so I won't ruin your good deeds. I'll come visit Mr. Zhao when I have time."

Tang Wanzhuang left, and it seemed that the bustling house suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Changhe was also happy to be quiet, closing his eyes to recuperate, not even looking at the beads on the bedside.

No need to look, he can feel the strong blood contained in the beads from a distance. This thing is definitely not suitable for thinking about when the energy and blood are weak when injured.

Really, the coming and going of people is delaying my healing... If I want to heal quickly, I should come to practice dual cultivation. To put it nicely, I owe you a favor, but I don’t want to do my job.

Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance on the tip of my nose. It was a fragrance I had never smelled before.

Zhao Changhe opened his eyes.

A stunningly beautiful girl dressed in an alien costume stood beside him with a straight face, looking at him as he had been smeared with medicine without expression. Her speaking eyes seemed to say "This is still no bandage." Well, do you want me to make rice dumplings again?”

Not only can those eyes speak, but they also seem to have peach blossoms, hidden charm, and their eyes are full of admiration.

But she obviously didn't do anything. This is her natural charm and lovesickness.

The face doesn't have the "pits and bumps" she calls it. It is as white as jade, more crystal clear than snow, with a little ruddy color showing through the cheeks, like plum blossoms in the snow or rouge in the jade.

Paired with the exotic clothes, the jade waist bead chain sways gently, and the sound of bells on the skirt, from sound to shadow, is like a dream.

Zhao Changhe stared blankly, his heart blank for a moment.

No introduction was needed at all, he knew at a glance that this was Sisi.

I didn't expect to see Sisi's true face so suddenly... If Tang Wanzhuang is a representative of Chinese elegance, then this is an exotic fairy.

You are so beautiful, why are you pretending to be an ordinary maid?

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