The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Xiao Heng served the little (troublesome) disease (egg) number (ghost) very attentively, took a bubble bath all the way, and after washing, he even gave the whole body a bloodbath - smearing the baby prickly heat powder in the small medicine box.

"Here, here, and here!"

"Wow, I'm so fragrant!"

"I want to give Jiaojiao a sniff, Jiaojiao likes me the most!"

Nonsense, it's obviously me.

Gu Jiao is also taking a bath, so I can't see her for the time being.

A certain white and tender little wax gourd rolled on the bed, supported its head with one hand, and a little reclining Buddha came to lie down, and said in a tone: "Ah Heng~ Serve tea."

Xiao Heng: I think you owe it to me.

Xiao Jingkong was frantically probing on the verge of death, unaware that the eyes of his bad brother-in-law were becoming dangerous.

After taking a bath, he felt refreshed, and fell back into sleep not long after.

Today is windy and cool.

Xiao Heng called a disciple of the National Master Hall and asked him to look at the small clear space.

The corridor on the right side of the Qilin Hall is a rather special place, and no irrelevant people live in it. The wing room closest to the operating room belongs to Shangguan Yan and Gu Jiao, and he lives next door.

The room opposite was empty, Xiao Heng asked the disciples of the National Master Hall to clean up a room for Gu Jiao.

Xiao Heng came to the wing, and just about to raise his hand to knock on the door, the door was pulled open from inside.

Gu Jiao had just finished taking a shower, and she changed into a dry long gown. Her long hair was wet and scattered on her shoulders and back, and a strand was draped over her forehead.

The water beads trembled at the tip of the hair, crystal clear, refracting thousands of rays of light.

Her black hair was extremely black and shiny, which made her skin as fat as jade.

Water drops hung on her slender eyelashes, her eyes were moist, and her lips were soft and bright red.

Xiao Heng's throat slipped.

Gu Jiao looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Heng realized his gaffe, cleared his throat, and said, "I'll come to see you, is it convenient to come in?"

Gu Jiao turned sideways,

Let Xiao Heng walk in.

Xiao Heng closed the door casually, came to the table, first poured himself a large cup of herbal tea, and drank it with a gurgle, only then did he feel his anger subside a bit.

Then he looked at Gu Jiao: "He didn't wipe his hair."

Gu Jiao snorted, and said indifferently: "It's hot, it will be dry in a while."

She went to open the small medicine box on the small table by the window.

Xiao Heng looked at the ointment she took out, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Gu Jiao shook her head: "No, I just got bitten a few times by mosquitoes." The mosquitoes in the woods are too poisonous, I didn't feel the bites, and I found several big bumps when I took a shower.

"Did Clearance get bitten?" she asked.

"He's fine, just a few little red spots." Xiao Heng said, took a cotton towel and walked towards her, "Let me see, where is the bite?"

Gu Jiao raised her head and pointed to her own neck: "Here." Rolling up her sleeves, she pointed to her wrist, "And here."

She didn't have any distracting thoughts, she just showed off her big bag that was bitten by mosquitoes.

However, indescribable thoughts flashed in Xiao Heng's mind.

Thinking about it carefully, it was true that they hadn't been alone together for too long, even though she had changed into a young gown and a young voice, but as long as she was still her, he would be unable to hide a certain impulse in his heart.

"You..." Gu Jiao stared blankly at him.

Xiao Heng lowered his eyes: "I'll help you apply the medicine."

"Okay." Gu Jiao handed him the cotton swab and ointment.

Xiao Heng lowered his head, dipped a cotton swab into the ointment, and applied it bit by bit on the big bump bitten by mosquitoes.

He tried his best to let himself get rid of distracting thoughts, but someone didn't give him a chance to be clean.

"Lord Xiao, your heart beats so fast." Gu Jiao put her hand on his chest.

She took a bath with cold water, and his palms were cold, but when she touched him, his heart became hot.

He grabbed her wrist and sighed helplessly: "Gu Jiaojiao, I can't concentrate on rubbing the medicine for you like this."

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

Xiao Heng let go of her hand and continued to wipe her.

Gu Jiao didn't move anymore, she just looked at him straight, and kept looking at him.

Then Xiao Heng heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

Xiao Heng: "..."

Applying medicine was originally a rare and common thing, but in such an atmosphere it became a very private thing.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Xiao Heng took a deep breath, took her hand calmly, rolled up her sleeves, and evenly applied the ointment to every affected part of her.

He finished it slowly, and the whole process was smooth and calm.

But the moment he put the ointment on the table and threw the cotton swabs into the basket, he suddenly grabbed the back of Gu Jiao's neck with one hand, lowered his head and covered her deeply.

He was so calm in front of him, almost like an old monk in meditation, Gu Jiao still thought he wouldn't do anything.

This was so exciting, Gu Jiao's little heart constricted, and then she was engulfed by his domineering and strong.

Really grown up, are men self-taught in this respect?

It's so good...

It's not too hot today, and the cool breeze blowing in the room is quite pleasant.

"His Royal Highness, I cut some melons and fruits—ah! I didn't see anything!"

Yu He covered his eyes and quickly turned around with a tray instead.

He was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he walked in blindly, put the melons and fruits on the table, and then walked out with his eyes closed, not daring to open them and bumped into the wall.

After Yu He Mobian crossed the threshold, he Mobian closed the door for the two of them: "You, you, go on!"

Gu Jiao laughed.

Xiao Heng's ears turned red slightly.

Gu Jiao looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Will Xiao Qing want to beat you when he comes back?"

To actually kiss a man in broad daylight, and to be bumped into by a disciple of the National Teacher Hall, really ruined his innocence.

Xiao Heng thought for a while, and it was "Shangguan Qing" who was caught, not him.

Instantly no embarrassment.

"We'll talk about it when he comes back." He cupped her delicate chin and lowered it again.

...

Xiao Qingkong was exhausted, and he still hadn't woken up by the hour.

Eldest disciple Ye Qing brought Old Master Mu to the third floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng went to the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion to eavesdrop.

The two leaned against the window, pressing their ears tightly against the wall.

Gu Jiao: "Did you hear anything?"

Xiao Heng shook his head: "No, how about you?"

Gu Jiao: "Me neither."

It shouldn't be, she has seen it all, they are upstairs, directly above their heads, why can't they hear it? Is Zangshuge so soundproof?

"Help me out." Gu Jiao said to Xiao Heng.

She was referring to the two disciples of the National Master Hall who were on duty at the entrance on the second floor.

"Okay." Xiao Heng said.

Gu Jiao climbed out of the window on the second floor, grabbed the relief on the outer wall, and climbed up to the third floor bit by bit.

When she finally climbed up to the window on the third floor, she saw a dead soldier of the National Teacher Hall who was several times more powerful than Sirius standing in the window, looking at her expressionlessly.

Gu Jiao: "..."

"Hello, hero, goodbye, hero."

Gu Jiao scrambled down.

Xiao Heng hugged Gu Jiao in: "Why so fast? Did you see it?"

After landing on the ground, Gu Jiao clapped her hands, took a long breath, and said, "I see, they are arguing."

Mr. Mu plausibly said: "What evidence does your National Teacher Hall have to prove that it was my Mu family who did it! My Mu family has never offended the National Teacher Hall, why should I be slandered like this!"

The National Teacher said: "The hexagram has already made it very clear, it was your Mu family who did it."

Mr. Mu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "The hexagrams? Ha, what a joke! Does the majestic National Teacher Palace use fortune telling to arrest people! There is no need to talk about evidence!"

Master Guoshi said calmly: "Arresting people based on evidence is the method of the Duwei Mansion and the Sansi Yamen. Our National Teacher Palace relies on divination and fortune-telling."

What fortune teller?

It must be that the old magician got some news from somewhere, but he couldn't come up with conclusive evidence, so he used fortune telling to cover it up.

He also thought that if the National Teacher Palace had the guts to arrest him, he was holding the handle of the Mu family.

So he is not afraid.

Old Master Mu sneered: "National Teacher, it's not that I question your ability, it's just that the crimes are placed on our Mu family based on the hexagrams. If it spreads out, I'm afraid it won't convince the people of the world."

Master Guoshi fell into deep thought.

As expected, there is no evidence for the National Teacher Hall!

Old Master Mu said confidently: "If you can produce evidence, this old man will give you this life!"

National Teacher: "Ye Qing."

Ye Qing: "The disciple is here."

Master National Teacher: "The witness."

Mr. Mu's expression changed.

Ye Qing went downstairs in person.

Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng looked in the direction of the stairs from behind the bookshelf.

Not long after, the two of them saw Ye Qing leading a fat middle-aged man upstairs.

Gu Jiao was slightly startled: "It's him?"

Xiao Heng asked, "You know him?"

"Yeah." Gu Jiao nodded.

Master Guoshi looked at Mr. Mu: "Patriarch Mu, do you recognize him?"

Mr. Mu frowned: "I don't know."

"His name is Pang Hai, and he is the steward of Qidu's underground martial arts field. Steward Pang happened to come to Shengdu." The national teacher said unhurriedly, "Ye Qing, bring the portrait."

Ye Qing took a portrait and handed it to Pang Hai: "Do you recognize this person?"

The portrait is the portrait of the peddler.

Pang Hai stared at the portrait carefully for a long time: "Ah, isn't this... Tong... Tong Wu! I almost didn't recognize him with a different outfit! He is a master in our underground martial arts field, but he has left the underground Martial arts field for several years."

Ye Qing said again: "Do you remember who invited him away?"

"This..." Pang Hai hesitated, "The rules of our underground martial arts field..."

Ye Qing said seriously: "In front of His Majesty, I advise you not to lie."

Pang Hai bit the bullet and said, "Be Mu's family."

A thunderbolt struck from the blue sky, and Mr. Mu froze.

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