Before the general changed his career to become a magic stick

As a military man, Guan Feiyue had to eat at least three bowls of rice every meal, and he ate them whole, so he was extremely efficient.

But this morning, it was uncharacteristically, eating so gracefully that it was almost unbearable.

Guan Feiyue picked up a glutinous rice ball and was about to put it into his mouth, but was interrupted by the fiery gaze beside him that had been glued to his body since he sat down.

It was really impossible to pretend to ignore it anymore, Guan Feiyue put down her chopsticks in distress, and scolded the person beside her in anger, "When are you going to see it? Are you still eating or not?"

The person who was scolded seemed to have heard some good words, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and the smile on his lips was completely blooming. It was as bright as a lotus flower. It is more delicious than the white and round glutinous rice balls just now.

The beauty in front of her was completely different from her previous image. She was gentle, virtuous and virtuous. She even picked up the uneaten meatball with her chopsticks and brought it to Guan Feiyue's lips.

Guan Feiyue opened her mouth blankly and ate it, um, the mouth is soft, glutinous, salty and fragrant, delicious... No!This Shen Buren is too abnormal!

Although Shen Buren was gentle and meticulous to himself before, but the current level is a bit unbearable.

Guan Feiyue managed to maintain her superficial composure, but a corner of her heart was already crying over and over——

Why did Mr. Shen do this? !

The culprit is not myself!

At this time, Guan Feiyue regretted why she said those things before, she was still angry that this person didn't explain everything to her clearly, how could she just confess her feelings by saying it?

No, I can't blame myself for this, it's really masculinity that misleads others. Since ancient times, the beauty town has been a tomb of heroes. I was a hero when I was young, young and vigorous, it is inevitable...

"Fei Yue, I think you like these glutinous rice balls, do you want another one?"

Guan Feiyue nodded subconsciously: "Well, I really like to eat this, but I can't eat more..."

In the middle of speaking, Guan Feiyue was surprised to see two faint blushes appearing on Shen Brunen's face for the first time.

Is this rogue god stick shy now? !

"Do you like it...that's good." Shen Buren's tone at the beginning of this sentence was obviously aggravated, and he slightly tilted his head and pursed the corner of his mouth as he spoke, and finally gave Guan Feiyue a meaningful look. Seems to bring to mind many interesting conversations about liking.

But Guan Feiyue actually saw a bit of shyness and timidity in that look.

He clenched his clenched hands again, and looked back at Shen Buren expressionlessly, with a clear warning in his eyes.

Shen Buren coughed lightly, lowered the corners of his mouth abruptly, and explained: "I'm just happy, Fei Yue. You know, I've been waiting for your words, so I thought I was I'm dreaming, I'm not sure, it would be even better if you could say it again, the way you confessed to me just now was really beautiful, it's worth reminiscing about every midnight dream from now on..."

Guan Feiyue's fist, which had already been put down, was raised silently again - what are you going to relive in the middle of the night? !But immediately, he thought of something extremely interesting, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, he snorted and said:

"What's so good about me like this? Someone was crying just now, and that's called good-looking. How do you describe it in the book? Oh, what about pear blossoms with rain, tearful eyes, old tears, crocodile tears... "

It is rare for a young general who does not read a lot to use several idioms in a row, and he can't help but feel very happy in his heart, feeling that what he said is humorous and cultural.

However, Shen Buren was still that scoundrel with a thicker skin than a city wall, and nodded without any concealment: "Fei Yue finally confessed his sincerity to me, and said it so sincerely, how can I repay it with just a few tears? ? You have to do it yourself, sow seeds day and night... Oh no, take care of you, so that you can show your sincerity."

Guan Feiyue's face turned red.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore," Shen Buren didn't want to really annoy people, so he hurriedly coaxed, pulled down Guan Feiyue's raised fist, stroked his palm, and gently held it , put it on his lips and kissed it dearly, "But I'm really happy, Feiyue. As long as you say that, I'm worth dying for."

Guan Feiyue frowned and said: "What nonsense! Don't say such things casually." He is not that particular about taboos, but he is extremely unwilling to hear Shen Buren say that about himself.

"Well, don't say it." Shen Buren obediently responded.

Guan Feiyue thought for a while and felt wrong: "But you can't just say nothing. You have been hiding things from me so far, and you will recruit me one by one in the future, but now, tell me Xiao Zheng's What's going on?"

Shen Buren secretly sighed a pity, originally thought that after the two expressed their hearts to each other, there would be a lot of love, but now it is not a good time to be entangled in all kinds of things.

"The matter has reached this level, and the investigation must be carried out. It's just that the emperor didn't mention the matter of seeking longevity. Presumably, he doesn't want to investigate this matter too deeply." Shen Buren said briefly.

Guan Feiyue couldn't help being a little annoyed when he heard it: "Hundreds of lives, how can we find out the truth if we don't investigate further? He is clearly trying to cover up his coma..."

Guan Feiyue was so angry that she almost uttered disrespectful words, she gritted her teeth and calmed down, and said, "Then what should we do now? What Xiao Zheng said that day was completely unheard of, it was really shocking. I myself I grew up in Beijing, but I don't know that there is such a filth hidden under the superficial luxury and magnificence!"

Recalling all the secrets that Xiao Zhengxu has told in the past few decades, every word is stained with blood and desire.

The emperor sent the soldiers who were supposed to guard the home and defend the country to the sea to search for the elusive secret treasure of longevity. He was so disappointed that he was so chilled that he couldn't even vent his anger.But what Xiao Zheng said afterwards was even more appalling.

On that day, Xiao Zheng, like a bystander who had watched the play for many years, at the end of the play, used a very straightforward tone to describe the whole drama that lasted for decades, involving the huge crimes of many dignitaries in the government and the opposition, and stated them one by one. .

Including his own life experience that was covered up under numerous lies.

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Xiao Zheng's mother was Xiao Yuntian's own sister, but she died shortly after giving birth to Xiao Zheng, so Xiao Yuntian took care of her on her behalf.

Xiao Yuntian didn't treat him very kindly, he almost never looked at him directly. Although Mrs. Xiao always had a smile on her face, she was actually impatient with raising such a little baby who was not born by herself.If Xiao Zheng wanted to cry, he ordered someone to cover his mouth and nose to keep him from making a sound; if he didn't eat, someone pinched his nose and poured it in.Although the little Xiao Zheng could be regarded as half a young master in Xiao's mansion, the servants who took care of him gradually didn't take him seriously.

Xiao Zheng was kept whole like this, and he didn't starve to death, but he didn't live very well either.

In his memory, the faces of the Xiao family have always been indifferent, and even if they smiled occasionally, it must be full of malice.Only one person is different.

It was a young man who looked exactly like Mrs. Xiao, and he loved to laugh very much, but unlike Mrs. Xiao who often smiled coldly at him, his smile reached directly to his eyes, warm and soft, something that little Xiao Zheng had never seen before. seen.

Teenagers treat themselves differently from others.

No one takes Xiao seriously, everyone just treats him as a grass, only the young man will hold him in his arms, put his face close to his face, and then kiss him with great affection.

"Zhenger," he always called himself with a smile, and then he took out a bunch of candied haws from his wide sleeves like a magic trick, "call me brother and I'll give you this, okay?"

The little Xiao Zheng was already stubborn, so he refused to shout, but in the end he was able to get the bunch of candied haws from the compromising young man.

That was the only sweetness in Xiao Zheng's childhood memory. Because he had suffered too much, that trace of sweetness became more profound. Clear the name.

But the sweetness didn't last long.

He was still young at that time, and he didn't notice the faint worry under the young man's gentle smile, he only knew that sometimes Xiao Qing would look at him in a quiet trance.

Xiao Zheng grew up gradually, until one late night when he was seven years old, Xiao Qing shook him awake from his dream.

It was the first time Xiao Zheng saw a boy with such a tense expression. He carried a bag, picked himself up, grabbed a few clothes at random, told Xiao Zheng to be quiet, and then led him from a hidden wall. The hole was drilled out of Xiao's mansion.

The young man had a serious expression on his face, like a mouse fleeing with a young child, sneaking as close as possible to the dark place.

Although Xiao Zheng was young, he also realized that he was running away.The boy's not-so-strong arms tightly held him, and his breathing was short and oppressive in the silent night wind, but his direction was so firm, and he kept moving away from that big prison in the Xiao Mansion as quickly as possible.

But they failed in the end, and people from the Xiao Mansion appeared from the shadows like ghosts, easily blocking their way.

They didn't even reach the first city gate.

After all, Xiao Qing is also a child of an aristocratic family, single and weak, his resistance was quickly suppressed, his face was pale and his clothes were disheveled and he was firmly pressed to the ground.

But the young man still refused to compromise and struggled to raise half of his face, and kept yelling "Run!"

But how could he run away.

He was lifted up with one hand, so the boy yelled again: "Don't touch him! Don't touch him!"

The always gentle and gentle boy was like a mother animal that lost its cubs, screaming and struggling crazily, scratching and biting indiscriminately, tossing and bruising himself, but he couldn't shake the shackles on his body.

Because of Mrs. Xiao, Xiao Zheng hasn't cried since he was one year old, but that day, when he saw the messy appearance of the originally clean and gentle boy, he finally couldn't help crying, and kicked desperately in mid-air. The legs screamed, and a heart was about to be ripped out of the throat:

"Brother! Brother!"

That was the first time he called the young brother, and it was also the last time.

Over the years since then, that face covered with tears and blood, and the smile revealed from despair and anger, are like a seed buried deep in Xiao Zheng's dream, taking root and sprouting day and night, and will never die.

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