The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1810

Chapter 1810: 889 Going to See Xinyang (Second Update)

After being told that, Xiao Hen couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Indeed, which brothers are like them?

Whenever they meet, they engage in various confrontations, ultimately trapping the two of them together.

Shangguan Qing looked at the azure sky dotted with white clouds and said, "Hey, aren’t scholars supposed to be honest? Or is it different being top scholars compared to regular ones?"

"What?" Xiao Hen didn’t immediately understand, also looking at the sky with a peculiar feeling.

Shangguan Qing said nonchalantly, "You stole my money bag, didn’t you? And those antiques, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?"

Not giving Xiao Hen a chance to argue, he hummed to himself, "I thought you were really a bookworm!"

Who knew you were actually a thick-skinned, black sesame paste-filled dumpling!

Even after being exposed, Xiao Hen didn’t feel any embarrassment.

This was not in line with his character; he could act thick-skinned in front of outsiders, but not so much with his own people.

So why did he get along so naturally with Shangguan Qing?

Was it because he was his brother?

He could let himself go and be at ease because you know me just as I know you.

We’re like each other’s other self in this world.

Xiao Hen rested his right arm behind his head and said casually, "Can’t compare to your deep skills."

Thick-skinned.

"I’m your brother, of course I’m better than you!" Though he said so, it truly dawned on him just a moment before.

As he lay in the snowfield, his thoughts suddenly opened up.

No evidence needed, more like a brotherly intuition, suddenly realizing this kid was teasing him.

He said, "Hey, top scholar, recite a poem for me."

With the window paper broken through, Xiao Hen no longer pretended to be the obedient little brother, coldly refusing him, "No reciting."

"Showing your true colors, huh?" Shangguan Qing turned his head, coldly glaring at Xiao Hen, sarcastically saying, "Can you, as a younger brother, dare to defy your elder brother? Can you be a bit more conscious as the little brother?"

"You recite it yourself if you want it." Xiao Hen finished calmly, turned over in the snowfield, and showed Shangguan Qing his back.

Shangguan Qing gritted his teeth, the little man in his heart raging, wanting to toss his nasty little brother and Duang—Duang—Duang, pound him into the snowfield, unable to dig him out!

"Humph!"

Shangguan Qing snorted with his nose, not turning over but coldly closing his eyes.

Xiao Hen opened his eyes, feeling the heat from his body slowly dissipating, quietly watching the distant scenery.

The wind had stopped, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

Occasionally some passersby noticed them, gave them a look like they were fools, and hurriedly passed by.

The brothers’ meeting was very sudden, neither had any psychological preparation, perhaps Shangguan Qing had a bit, but only a bit.

From the meeting to now, some topics were always avoided.

Such as, should the title of Crown Prince of Dayan be returned to you?

Such as, I consumed the antidote meant for you, are you angry?

Truth is, whether Xiao Hen as the little marquis of Zhaodu or the Crown Prince of Dayan, neither life was smooth sailing, it’s hard to say who endured greater hardship.

Xiao Hen didn’t die, but the little marquis of Zhaodu died once.

Shangguan Qing was still alive, yet his life was about to end. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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