The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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As night fell, candlelights were lit in Han Wuye's yard, and the lanterns on the porch were hung up one by one.

Master Han Wu was meditating inside the house.

Old Master Han was sitting in the hall beside him, and Han Lei and Third Master Han were also there.

Han Lei clasped his hands behind his back and walked around the room frowning.

Han Sanye said helplessly: "Brother, please stop wandering around, you are dangling around, it dazzles my eyes!"

Han Lei said unceremoniously: "If you don't want to stay here anymore, you can go back to me!"

Third Master Han glanced at the old man who put his hands on the cane and closed his eyes to rest, and muttered secretly: "I want to go back, but I don't care about Lao Wu so much, why don't the old man strangle me?"

After an unknown amount of time, a long breathing sound finally came from Han Wuye's room.

Han Lei's eyes lit up: "It's the fifth child!"

Old Master Han slowly opened his old sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You two go to the next door to see the situation."

"Yes, father." Han Lei agreed.

Han Lei and the carefree Mr. Han went to the next door.

There is no one else in the room, only Han Wuye who is meditating cross-legged and heals his injuries.

In the past few days, not only Gu Jiao was recovering from her injuries, but Han Wuye also walked around the gate of hell.

Han Lei walked quickly to the bed, and asked with unconcealed concern, "Fifth Brother, how do you feel?"

Han Wuye took a deep breath, let it out slowly, opened his eyes and said, "It's much better."

Han Lei was still a little worried, looked him up and down and said, "Is there really nothing uncomfortable? Should I call a doctor to come over and take a look?"

Han Wuye said lightly: "My brother is very clear about my situation. There is no need to call a doctor, and it is useless."

Han Lei was speechless.

That's right, there is indeed no cure for Han Ci's condition, but there is no need for medical treatment, and he recovered very quickly.

This matter has to start with Han Ci being poisoned when he was young,

That year, Han Ci was only eleven or twelve years old. He went out hunting with the elders of the clan, and was separated from his family on the way and accidentally got poisoned.

At that time, there were many guards of the Han family who were poisoned with him.

When the elders of the clan came to find them, all the guards were poisoned and died, only Han Ci survived by luck.

The elders asked what happened to Han Ci and why he was poisoned? Han Ci kept silent.

Since then, incredible changes have taken place in Han Ci's body. First, his fists and kicks became faster, and then his internal strength also became faster.

The internal strength of martial arts practitioners is calculated by year, but Han Ci's internal strength increases every month.

He suddenly became the most talented boy in the clan.

It stands to reason that such good news should be made known to the world with drums and gongs, but when the Han family planned to do so, they accidentally discovered that Han Ci had a strand of white hair on his head.

They have only seen such a thing as a young man with a white head in the story books, and never thought it would happen to Han Ci.

Han Ci's sudden extra talent was bought at the cost of overdrawing his lifespan. This strange thing happened after Han Ci was poisoned.

The stronger Han Ci's skill is, the faster he will age. In order to save his life, Han Ci can only give up pursuing a higher realm of martial arts.

The path of genius stops here.

But even so, Han Ci is still aging faster than normal people.

If Han Ye hadn't had an accident this time, the Han family would never let Han Ci make a move.

"Fifth Brother..." Third Master Han stared at Han Ci's hair, his eyes widened in a daze.

Han Ci originally only had silver hair on the surface, but now, the inside is much whiter.

Han Wuye said indifferently: "I'm fine, third brother."

"Ah." Third Master Han fell silent.

Han Lei expressed his doubts: "Speaking of which, why did you lose to Xiao Liulang, fifth brother?"

Han Ci paused, and told the truth: "I was distracted during the fight."

Han Lei was shocked: "It's a big taboo to be distracted, fifth brother, how could you make such a low-level mistake in a fight?"

Han Ci was silent for a while, and then said lightly, "That's right, I remembered someone."

"Is that the one from Xuanyuan's family? Fifth brother, you..." Han Lei didn't finish the rest of the sentence. Han Lei sighed and said earnestly, "Fifth brother, you should let go. All these years, my third brother and I have been doing this for you. I have been hiding things about you from my father, but don't make things difficult for my brothers."

Han Ci said in a low voice: "Thank you big brother, third brother."

Sanye Han waved his hand: "Brothers don't talk about this, because the elder brother doesn't want to hide it. I didn't say anything, and I can keep it a lifetime!"

Han Lei gave the rascal a hard look.

Third Master Han shrank his neck resentfully, not daring to speak any more.

Han Lei continued to look at Han Ci: "But fifth brother, tell the truth to elder brother, is Xuanyuan Xiaoliu really dead?"

Han Ci looked into his brother's scrutinizing eyes, and said seriously, "I'm dead, I killed it myself."

Han Lei smiled sheepishly: "Brother doesn't doubt you either, he just thinks that you got too close to him back then, and you secretly hid him after the Xuanyuan family had an accident. If the guards didn't find out in time, our Han family would have an extra hiding place." The crime of rebellion against the imperial court..."

Han Ci said: "Brother also saw the corpse, he is indeed dead."

Han Lei was stunned by his younger brother's eyes. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about those bad things, and take care of your wounds. Strictly speaking, you are not to blame for what happened this time. Liu Lang is too cunning, we will just get rid of him when we find an opportunity in the future, and the Black Wind Rider will return to our Han family sooner or later!"

Han Ci didn't continue the topic just now, he said: "I heard that Qi Xuan is dead."

Mentioning this, Han Lei became angry: "Qi Xuan went to assassinate Xiao Liulang, and even I kept it a secret, which almost caused him to cause a catastrophe. It doesn't matter if he dies, it will be bad for our Han family."

Han Ci asked puzzledly, "How did he die?"

Han Lei replied: "He was pierced by the long sword and died. None of the guards of the Han family he brought was alive. They all died under the long sword. Wu Zuo deduced that the time of his death was at noon that day."

Han Ci recalled: "At noon I was fighting Taoist Master Qingfeng...not right."

"What's wrong?" Han Lei looked at him.

Han Ci frowned: "At noon, Xiao Liulang should be being hunted down by Long Aotian. One Long Aotian and the other Qi Xuan, why did Xiao Liulang escape unscathed? There is something wrong with Long Aotian! He killed him Qi Xuan!"

Han Lei was surprised and said: "He is from the prince's mansion! Why did the prince kill Qi Xuan!"

Han Ci clenched his fists: "Of course the prince will not kill Qi Xuan, this Long Aotian is a secret agent! He deliberately approached the prince! Brother! Hurry up and tell the prince to kill Long Aotian!"

...

Prince's House.

Gu Changqing played chess with the prince in the gazebo.

The prince had just dropped a white piece, Gu Changqing's black piece followed closely and cut off the prince's way in an instant.

The prince was shocked: "I didn't expect that you are not only good at martial arts, but also good at chess."

It's all just learning from my sister, enough to abuse you.

"Is your injury all right?" the prince asked with concern.

"A little injury, it's fine." Gu Changqing said.

The prince said regretfully: "I thought you would be able to help the Han family, but Xiao Liulang was so lucky!"

Gu Changqing said: "It's my dereliction of duty."

The crown prince shook his head: "I can't blame you for this matter. Even Han Ci lost to Xiao Liulang. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get cheap from Xiao Liulang. By the way, last time I asked you to check the identity of this fake Xiao Liulang , how did you find out?"

Gu Changqing said without changing his face: "He is very cautious, I didn't find too many useful clues."

The crown prince frowned: "I'm afraid only Nangong Li knows who this fake Xiao Liulang is. It's a pity that Nangong Li died."

If he doesn't die, the fact that his sister is Gu Jiao should be exposed, a good death.

Gu Changqing said calmly: "Your Highness, I can assassinate the deposed princess and the eldest grandson of the emperor to clear the way for Your Highness. Your Highness, please allow me to take the blame and make meritorious service."

The prince hurriedly raised his hand to stop it: "Don't, the rumors are too tight recently, let's wait until this time passes."

The two continued to play chess.

Suddenly, a guard came over in a hurry and whispered a few words beside the prince.

The prince frowned, and waved his hand to let him back down.

Then the crown prince said to Gu Changqing: "Is there anyone else who needs to deal with it? Let's play chess another day."

After all, the prince took his servants to the study.

Gu Changqing went back to his yard.

Xiao Jiu flapped her wings and landed on his window sill.

Xiao Jiu had only been brought by him once and remembered the location. It was inconvenient for him to visit Gu Jiao in the past few days, and it was Xiao Jiu who passed on the information.

He opened the note, it was Xiao Heng's handwriting.

Seeing that it said that Gu Jiao had woken up and recovered well, he was relieved.

There are also two flowery seals on the note, which can be seen from a small clearance.

This small seal full of childishness appeared on Xiao Heng's serious and serious font, it is not difficult for people to imagine the look of one big and one small arguing endlessly with stinky faces.

Gu Changqing couldn't help laughing out loud.

Boom boom boom.

There was a heavy knock on the door, very hurried.

Gu Changqing clasped the note, turned the note into powder with internal force, threw it out of the window, and then said: "Come in."

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

It was the little dumb slave in the yard who came to bring him dinner.

The little dumb slave is only ten years old this year, and he was still a child. He was accidentally rescued by Gu Changqing from the hands of the steward of the Prince's Mansion, and he has followed Gu Changqing ever since.

He put the food box on the table and gestured anxiously to Gu Changqing for a while.

Gu Changqing didn't understand: "I taught you to write, can you write it?"

The little dumb slave grabbed the brush, scratched his head, racked his brains for a while, and then wrote two characters with few strokes and strokes crookedly on the paper—danger, danger.

Gu Changqing thought for a moment, then asked the little dumb slave: "You mean the Prince's Mansion is in danger?"

The little dumb slave nodded, pointed anxiously at the door, and hurriedly ran a few steps.

After reviewing this, Zhang Qing understood that the little dumb slave was telling him to run away quickly.

Gu Changqing stood up, grabbed the sword on the table and rushed out.

However, just as he crossed the threshold, a gleaming long sword stabbed head-on, plunging into his chest!