Sisi is not afraid of Tang Wanzhuang. She still doesn't have her real face. She doesn't even know who she is when she turns around. She is afraid of her being a hammer.
She was upset, why did you just casually wipe off the bandage that I worked so hard to tie, and then accuse me of tying it blindly. Your benefactor of the Tang family has been lying in bed for so long. You know how to treat the injury, but you can't do it. When others treat it, you say it's not possible. How can you be so arrogant?
Seeing Sisi's angry look, Tang Wanzhuang pursed her lips and was unable to refute for a while.
Although Sisi did almost nothing during the battle, she didn't know how much she contributed below. In fact, he didn't do much even down there. As long as he and Zhao Changhe came to help, in theory, they were considered the benefactors of the Tang family this time. It was really hard for Tang Wanzhuang to lose his temper with her.
But help Zhao Changhe smear...
Tang Wanzhuang was very hesitant.
She is not as open-minded as Sisi, not to mention... not to mention that there are certain things between Zhao Changhe's identity and her, and both parties are tacitly trying to get rid of it. Is it possible that this relationship can escape?
Tang really couldn't do the evening makeup anymore, so he said to Sisi apologetically: "It's really inconvenient to do evening makeup. Since the girl is Mr. Zhao's maid, please..."
Sisi jumped to her feet: "You are also famous for your wisdom. Now I am afraid that even Tang Buqi will know that I am a fake maid!"
Tang Wanzhuang: "?"
She was new here and had a lot of things to do. She hadn't asked about this yet, so how could she know this... By the way, since you are not a maid, what were you doing just now?
Zhao Changhe looked at the two women staring at each other, and finally couldn't help but laugh: "Sisi, don't embarrass the leader..."
Sisi even had a bad temper: "Oh, oh, oh, they are all yellow girls, I should accompany you this and that, she is so pure and pure! She is still an old aunt, what are you pretending to do!"
"Where are you talking about..." Zhao Changhe looked at Tang Wanzhuang's rare embarrassment, and actually gave him a thumbs up in his heart. It was not easy to let this person break through the defense. Sisi was really amazing. But he couldn't say that. He could only smooth things over: "I'm not very familiar with the leader. It's just official contacts. You and I are partners who fight side by side."
Sisi blinked. Tsk...she can still talk.
She snorted and said deliberately: "Official dealings? Then why do you call Mr. Tang your eldest nephew so affectionately? I don't think it's official dealings."
Tang Wanzhuang glanced at Zhao Changhe with an expressionless face.
This time it was Zhao Changhe's turn to look embarrassed: "That... was just a joke, a joke..."
Sisi leisurely said: "It's good for you, but you feel dissolute and disrespectful in your heart. You are so arrogant, you think I am innocent and respect you. I'm not a fool. You can go on your own and keep your innocence. I want to See if the person willing to help you heal your injury is a slutty woman or an innocent leader."
After saying that, he turned around and went out, slamming the door shut.
In the room, Zhao Changhe and Tang Wanzhuang looked at each other in confusion. Tang Wanzhuang had no idea who Sisi was and thought she was jealous. However, Zhao Changhe quickly understood what the girl was losing her temper about.
It seemed that her obvious respect for Tang Wanzhuang had irritated her. She must have wondered what kind of nonsense she had been doing since they met. She had eaten all the tofu and still thought it was appropriate. If I had known you were doing this, wouldn't it be possible? Can’t this girl act? It makes me feel like a bitch, and the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
But she still hasn't made it clear about her background, so what can people think...
But Tang Wanzhuang sighed and said, "Did this girl misunderstand something? Do you need me to explain?"
Zhao Changhe shook his head: "No, it's not a misunderstanding... I can only say that the fate of getting acquainted with others is really strange. Okay, just leave the medicine. My injuries are mainly on the front. I can apply them by myself. It doesn't matter. It’s not that delicate if you need delicate hands to apply it and serve it.”
I don't know why... maybe it's because Sisi is gone and it's not so embarrassing, or maybe it's Zhao Changhe's natural attitude that makes Tang Wanzhuang feel natural. She didn't think there was anything wrong at the moment, so she naturally picked up some medicine and applied it on the most seriously injured part of Zhao Changhe's shoulder.
Zhao Changhe was startled, but didn't say anything. In fact, it was normal to say something that didn't involve the embarrassment between men and women.
He thought for a while and then brought up another topic: "The two things in Yangzhou and Suzhou, have I completed my duty as a secret agent enough?"
Tang Wanzhuang chuckled and said: "In recent years, there is no secret agent from the Demon Suppression Division who has done more credit than you... How long have you been in Jiangnan? What level of important cases have you prevented? If this is not enough, nothing else will be enough. "
"So the Dragon Bird and Liuhe Magic Skills are my meritorious deeds. Don't bring this topic to me in the future. The jade tablet is on the table over there. Take it back, I won't eat it."
Tang Wanzhuang asked curiously: "This brand is very useful to you. You have the right but no responsibility. Why should you give it back to me?"
"I don't know if it's a bit fate... I used to be a free and easy-going person who wanted to take revenge. But since I took over your brand, all I have been doing is solving crimes. It's really crazy. Although this kind of thing can be considered interesting, but I do it occasionally. Just do it, I really don’t want to keep investigating the case, it’s very tiring.”
Tang Wanzhuang burst into laughter: "Because you went to Jiangnan and planned to target the Maitreya Cult, and the Maitreya Cult does a lot of secret things in Jiangnan. Of course, it seems like they are solving crimes everywhere. Where is the fate? Just keep the sign. If it continues, it will be inexplicable. If you investigate cases one after another, the worst you can do is to ruin your fate."
Zhao Changhe said happily: "Then it's settled."
"After all, you are just afraid of being restrained."
"Maybe."
Tang Wanzhuang slowly applied the medicine and thought for a while, then said: "Speaking of the dragon bird... The power of the dragon bird has been shown this time. Those who are interested, such as Maitreya or my brother, must know what kind of knife this is. I'm afraid you Even if you don’t want this knife now, it’s too late, trouble will surely follow, what are your plans?”
"It's not a big deal if Maitreya knows. I was originally afraid that people would find out because I was afraid of causing trouble. Now I have offended Maitreya to death a long time ago. The two sides have been fighting for a long time. Does it matter whether he is a prince or not?"
"What if he preached it to others? Like Suzaku."
"It shouldn't be... He is not a simple martial artist who only cares about grudges. He is a rebel leader and will have political considerations."
"for example?"
"If he is the only one who knows the secret and catches me in the future, he may still be able to find some rare items. What good will it do to him to leak it to the Four Symbols Sect, so that the Four Symbols Sect can once again boast the prestige of killing the prince? Or should he give up the rare items to the Four Symbols Sect? If I were him, I would definitely not leak it to others. But whether he would think so is hard to say, after all, if he is crazy, he can do anything."
Tang Wanzhuang laughed again: "You said you are not suitable to enter the court, but now I feel more and more suitable."
"Come on." Zhao Changhe said angrily: "This court is rotten, whether it's Xia Longyuan or the Tang family. How about entering the court and imitating your hard work? I'm not sick."
Tang Wanzhuang was absorbed in applying the medicine and did not answer.
Zhao Changhe added: "As for your brother and the others, I believe you will shut them up. This is not a problem, right?"
Tang Wanzhuang came back to her senses, and finally there was a hint of blush on her face: "I can shut them up, but the question is what will they think in their hearts? I'm afraid that my father will come from the capital to see you in a few days. .”
Zhao Changhe: "...Have you ever thought that this matter is simple? I don't understand why you, who are famous for your wisdom, would bother with this thing."
Tang Wanzhuang asked curiously: "Is it very simple?"
"Of course it's very simple." Zhao Changhe said matter-of-factly: "As long as I tell your family that I have no interest in my 28-year-old aunt, won't everything be over?"
As Tang Wanzhuang listened, her brows became filled with evil spirits unconsciously, and she couldn't help but put more force on her hands.
Isn't it a joke to add the third place in the ranking? Even a little bit of addition made Zhao Changhe bulge his eyes: "Damn it, you murdered a relative..."
"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao!" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Tang Buqi barged in: "My dad said... uh wait, what did you say about murder just now? Uh..."
He looked at Zhao Changhe who was lying on the bed with his bare chest, and then at his aunt who was sitting on the edge of the bed applying ointment to Zhao Changhe's delicate hands. With the phrase "murdering her husband" spinning in his mind, he slowly stepped back with colorful expressions, "Pa" The ground hooked on the threshold and fell to the ground.
Tang Wanzhuang took a deep breath, suppressed the shameful anger that was about to explode, and said through gritted teeth: "Does the upbringing of my Tang family allow you to break into the room at will without knocking?"
My Tang family's upbringing doesn't allow women to touch men like this before marriage.
Tang Buqi muttered in his heart, how dare he talk back to his aunt, the expression on his face was almost like crying: "My uncle asked me not to knock on the door in the future, so that we can be friends..."
Zhao Changhe opened his mouth wide.
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