What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

Xie Xiu didn't answer Sixth Brother's doubts, but handed the armor model that he had been holding in his hand to King Yan with anticipation.

King Yan was very familiar with Xie Xiu's expression at the moment.

It was the kind of expression with tightly pursed lips, upturned mouth corners, shining eyes looking aside, and couldn't help observing King Yan's reaction from the corner of the eye.

This is Xie Xiu's expression of "Brother, I made another amazing thing, please praise me quickly".

Seven years ago, King Yan had to face Xie Xiu's expression almost every three to five days.

Goodbye at this moment, it seems like a lifetime away.

King Yan looked down at the small object Xie Xiu handed over, and then looked up at Xie Xiu in disbelief.

It was indeed the same look as when I was a child.

Nothing has changed.

King Yan thought about many scenarios of talking with Xie Xiu face to face again.

He thought that after he eradicated all the Duanwang Party, he should use a victorious posture to sneer at the old seven, counting the crimes of his white-eyed wolf.

Then, looking at the helpless Xie Xiu, he regretted his past, and cried and begged for his forgiveness.

Then, King Yan planned to deliberately neglect this younger brother who hurt him the most, and waited for Xie Xiu to follow behind him like he did when he was a child, seeking asylum, and then King Yan would forgive him bit by bit.

Other than that, King Yan would never talk to this bastard.

All requests for peace or armistice are exempt from discussion.

In fact, the moment he saw that Xie Xiu was sitting in the private room, he should have immediately turned cold and slammed the door to leave.

Unexpectedly, my legs didn't work, so I just walked into the house.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't listen to his hands, and actually took the gadget handed over by Lao Qi.

Xie Guang really wanted to chop off this worthless left hand right now!

But the answer was over, Xie Guang could only say with a fierce look on his face: "What trick are you playing?"

"This is an armor with three forms." Xie Xiu suppressed his pride and began to explain his design.

While Xie Guang listened to his younger brother's explanation, his subordinates kept changing the shape of the armor according to Xie Xiu's instructions.

After being stunned for a long time, he raised his head, only to realize that the seventh brother was constantly glaring at him with those little eyes expecting praise.

"This is really..." almost blurted out, but luckily before the word "tough" came out, Xie Guang remembered that the bastard in front of him was his mortal enemy, not his childhood follower, so he quickly shut up.

"Huh." Xie Guang immediately changed his indifferent expression and said, "I heard that you are now obsessed with herbal medicine, why are you tinkering with these ingenious instruments again?"

"I heard that you went to Luozhou to fight." Xie Xiu finally turned his head to look at the sixth brother, and explained solemnly: "I made a model of armor for you, and it has been sent to the weapon camp to be made, but it has not yet been made. You will return to Beijing."

Xie Guang frowned, and said coldly: "Have you learned to mock people now?"

Xie Xiu smiled and looked at him blankly.

Xie Guang was not sure again.

As a silly brother of his, he couldn't understand or tell jokes when he was a child, and naturally he couldn't ridicule.

If his personality has not changed, then what he said just now should have been literal, not mocking him for returning without a fight.

"What do you want to do?" Xie Guang said coldly.

Xie Xiu didn't understand why Sixth Brother asked this question, he had already explained it just now.

Maybe he didn't hear clearly, so Xie Xiu repeated again: "I made a model of armor for you."

This time it was Xie Guang's turn to look blank.

He stared at Xie Xiu who was looking forward to praise with a stern face, and thought about the whole thing several times from beginning to end.

From Mr. Xiaobai asking for a meeting, to the robot arm, and then to the "treasure offering" by the seventh child.

Xie Guang suddenly clenched his fist, threw the armor model in his hand back to Xie Xiu, turned around and said angrily, "I haven't fallen so low that I need you to take pity on me! Sooner or later, the chieftain of Luozhou will become the soul of my sword, put away your pity, Go back to your palace, the account between us will be settled one day."

Xie Xiu was startled when he heard this, and quickly walked around to Sixth Brother with the model in his arms and asked, "Are you still going to fight?"

"Of course!" Xie Guang became angry from embarrassment!

Xie Xiu's face was filled with disappointment, he looked down at the armor in his hand, and said softly: "Can you go to war in half a year? The Weapons Camp said that it takes half a year to finish this armor."

Xie Guang said coldly: "I don't need you to make me armor."

Hearing this, Xie Xiu immediately showed the armor model in his hand to Xie Guang, and once again began to explain the offensive and defensive advantages of each form of this armor, explaining its defensiveness from various angles, which is far better than ordinary cavalry armor.

Xie Guangyi politely refused: "I know! But I don't need it, you take it back!"

The smile on the corner of Xie Xiu's mouth disappeared, and he started a new debate with Sixth Brother - why not choose an armor with better defense and flexibility.

Xie Guang was almost driven crazy by his nagging, and finally roared unbearably: "No, just don't! I don't need your help!"

"You need help."

"unnecessary!"

Xie Xiu solemnly warned: "War is a matter of life and death, and we must not be willful."

Xie Guang said viciously: "I'm self-willed, can you control me? Even if I die in battle, what does it have to do with you!"

Xie Xiu's face suddenly turned pale, he was silent for a while, and replied with a desperate expression: "I only have one sixth brother."

In an instant, there seemed to be a gust of wind that brought the two of them back to the past.

Xie Guang recalled that when he rode a horse for the first time, the seven-year-old Xie Xiu had such a desperate look on his face, and told him in a childish voice: "You can't fall to your death, I only have you as my sixth brother."

After regaining consciousness, Xie Guang opened his mouth, his lips trembled a little, and he choked for a long time before he could speak: "What did you call me?"

Xie Xiu looked at him angrily, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Six is ​​disobedient."

Xie Guang: "..."

Xie Xiu's mood was getting worse and worse, he lowered his head slowly, and began to repeat: "Sixth Brother is disobedient, Sixth Brother is not obedient, Sixth Brother is disobedient..."

"Well, I'll wear it! I'll wear the armor you made, okay!" Xie Guang chose to surrender before the seventh brother collapsed.

As soon as Xie Xiu raised his head, the corners of his mouth curled up like a rainbow hanging upside down after the rain. His eyes stared at Sixth Brother with sparkling eyes, and he slowly began to sway his body back and forth, like a tumbler.

Xie Guang didn't expect that after so many years, Lao Qi's behavior when he was happy hadn't changed at all.

Seeing his younger brother dangling around like a tumbler, Xie Guang felt that the pain of the past few days had been washed away by the flood, and his mood suddenly became brighter, and he couldn't help laughing!

He pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, looked his younger brother up and down, pretending to be stern and said: "You are as thin as a bamboo pole, without me watching, you can't eat well."

Xie Xiu shook even more, and excitedly handed the model in his hand to Brother Six.

Xie Guang no longer suppressed his happiness, took the armor model with a grin on his lips, turned around and went to the Eight Immortals table, and started playing with it by himself.

Xie Xiu immediately moved a small bench as he did when he was a child, and sat beside Sixth Brother, waiting for praise.

The more Xie Guang looked at it, the more surprised he became: "Not to mention, this armor is really thoughtful. You have no experience in fighting with others. How could you come up with such a clever counterattack?"

Xie Xiu replied proudly: "In the past, the fourth brother and the fifth brother often beat me when you were not around. I have a lot of experience in being beaten."

Xie Guang shook his head and said with emotion: "Your boy is really a genius."

Xie Xiu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and immediately put his head in front of Sixth Brother, waiting to be stroked.

When you praise your younger brother, you have to touch your head. Xie Xiu will praise Xie Duo in this way, and he also learned from Xie Guang when he was a child.

After nearly eight years, Xie Guang once again saw his silly brother put his head in his arms, and his nose felt sour for no reason.

Although he hadn't waited for an explanation, and didn't have any apology, the dazed King Yan still raised his hand slowly involuntarily, and stroked his brother's hair slowly and solemnly.

In the private room next door, one of the four ears attached to the wall was missing, because someone was busy wiping tears.

"Why is Mr. Xiaobai crying?" Xie An was the first to notice the suppressed sobs beside him.

"Who's crying!" Han Jiao hurriedly opened his red eyes and retorted ferociously, "I didn't sleep well last night, my eyes are just a little sore!"

As he said that, he burst into tears!

Xie An nervously took out the handkerchief, and handed it to Mr. Xiaobai to wipe away his tears.

Han Jiao took the veil and quickly rubbed his eyes vigorously, but he couldn't stop the intense emotion in his heart. At this moment, Xie Xiu's words "I only have one sixth brother" are all in his mind!

Can't bear it ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Tears wiped more and more, causing the three princes to lose heart to listen to the corner, and surrounded Han Jiao nervously.

Xie Duo, who was standing on the left, took out his silk handkerchief, handed it to the little prodigy, and ordered in a low voice, "Use mine."

Han Jiao, as if he had found a treasure, hurriedly took the second handkerchief, wiped his nose, and thanked him obediently.