Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 438 Brother, I Don't Like Xiao Tingchen
The first month in Jiangnan is very lively.

The next day was sunny, Su Jiu changed into a new jacket, and took Lu Cunwei out of Wuyi Lane to Sanfu Street.

The kiss is considered to be recognized, and she has to lead her brother to pay her uncle a New Year's greeting.

The eldest son from Chang'an City is rare to see anything.

"If you want to say that the rarest thing in Jiangnan is a beauty." He smiled and shook his folding fan, "Little sister, tell me carefully, does your third sister have a sweetheart? I fell in love with her at first sight yesterday, and I fell in love with her all night long." Tossing and turning, it was really painful for me..."

He was talking about Xiao Fengxian.

Su Jiu was expressionless.

Her half-brother is a real gem.

If you don't go to the Goulan courtyard to sing, it's a waste of talent.

Lu Cunwei was displeased, "Little sister, you are talking!"

"Third sister once had someone she liked, and I think she likes decent people."

"Little sister, do you mean that I'm not decent enough for my brother?" Lu Cunwei tapped her on the head with a fan, "Between you and Lu Jiaoyi, I've identified you! I'm facing you like this, but you actually say I'm not decent?" through?"

Su Jiu avoided him, thought for a while, and asked in a soft voice: "Is my mother's current situation...is it very bad? She shouldn't be able to recognize me. The only possibility is that she is seriously ill, or... ..."

She didn't dare to go on.

The smile on Lu Cunwei's face restrained a little, "It's hard to say, you can find out when you go to Chang'an. Don't mention this, I heard that the fifth child of the Xiao family likes you? It's the one named Xiao Tingchen."

Su Jiu grabbed the skirt.

She thought about it for a long time last night. She had to give up on Xiao Tingchen, and she dared not give up.

Ever since he doted on his maidservant, and since he personally killed his teacher, there was an abyss of separation between them.

No one can cross it.

Leaving Jinling and rushing to Chang'an was actually her best choice.

Lu Cunwei has been around the Fengyue place for too long, and he can see through Su Jiu's thoughts at a glance.

He laughed and patted the girl's head, "Left is just a concubine from an official family, little girl, there are many men with better backgrounds and more powerful than him in Chang'an City, and my brother can introduce a bunch of them to you. The world is big, Jiangnan is very small, the girl from my Duke Lu's mansion must marry the best man in the world!"

He has no pretensions of a prince.

He speaks like a brother.

Su Jiu immediately accepted this half-brother, and nodded with slanted eyebrows, "Brother, I don't like Xiao Tingchen. The one I want to marry must be the best man in the world!"

"Brother", sweet and glutinous.

It was the feeling that Lu Jiaoyi had never brought to Lu Cunwei.

The young prince had an amiable smile, and conjured up a big gold ingot like a magic trick, "Here, the change fee!"

The siblings happily went to their uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings. On the other side, Xiao Tingchen came to the suburban mountains alone.

The thatched cottage remains the same.

It's just that the vegetables in the fence have withered long ago, and there is a thin layer of dust in the house, and there is no one in the quiet.

"teacher?"

he shouted.

He searched inside and outside the thatched hut, but he didn't see a single person.

The young man sat down on the steps in front of the thatched cottage, "You don't have to be so serious in acting, do you? Can Wu Song still know that I killed a dead man and not a teacher?"

From dawn to dusk.

The boy guarded for a whole day, but he failed to guard Sikong Chen.

His teacher seemed to have evaporated from the world, disappearing without leaving a trace.

The last sliver of sunset light was the slipping of the robe of the young man in Tsing Yi.

His face was hidden in darkness.

It shouldn't be, even if the teacher leaves, he will definitely leave hints for him and tell him how to go in the future.

unless……

The thought hidden deep in my heart slowly surfaced.

Is it...

He did not kill the dead,
But the teacher?

Xiao Tingchen took out the thin pipe and lit it with a torch.

The tobacco flame flickered on and off, his calm face looming.

He took a few deep puffs of cigarettes, and his thin lips gradually curled into a sarcastic arc.

how can that be possible?
The one he killed was obviously a dead man, how could he be a teacher?
However, no matter how much he suggested himself, the idea seemed to take root in his heart, and not only could it not be eliminated, but it gradually flourished.

He got up suddenly.

The tomb that Su Jiu worked so hard to fix during the day was easily dug open by the young man.

He took out the corpse and examined it carefully under the moonlight. He touched the face of the corpse with his two fingers for a long time, but he couldn't find the trace of the human skin mask.

Fingers began to tremble.

He looked around in panic, and the dark woods in the distance were swaying in the cold wind, like a group of demons dancing wildly, mocking his incompetence and ignorance.

The world is so big, but he is alone, no one can tell him the truth.

"I killed the teacher?"

"I, killed the teacher?"

His white and beautiful face was twisted ferociously. He stepped back a few steps, looked at his hands, and suddenly hugged his head and screamed!
The cry was miserable and desperate, like the roar of a wild animal.

When he was young, he was an unfavored bastard.

In the cold winter, he squatted by the side of the street, silently watching other children running and playing on the long street, silently watching the children behind the window holding a scroll in their hands, shaking their heads and reading "Zhe Ye".

He was hungry and waited until sunset to pay his respects to his grandmother, and then took the opportunity to have a full meal in her yard.

Others are looking forward to the slow time, but he is looking forward to the sun sinking earlier.

In the cold and hungry, an old man in a snow-white shirt came with an umbrella.

He was born with a kind face and kind eyes.

He bought two big meat bags and put them in a paper bag, sat on the steps next to the little boy, and deliberately shook the paper bag on the tip of his nose, "Do you want to eat?"

Xiao Tingchen rolled his eyes, and said in a childish voice, "The poor don't get what they get."

The old man laughed, "Where did you hear that?"

Xiao Tingchen pointed to the opposite window.

Behind the window a big fat boy is reading a book.

Xiao Tingchen hummed proudly, "He read the "Book of Rites" over and over again, and I could memorize it all by heart, but he still stuttered and couldn't read well. He is so stupid!"

"Oh? Come back and let me hear."

"How difficult is this!"

Xiao Tingchen raised his chin, and sure enough he could recite word by word.

The old man appreciated it very much, "If you are so powerful, why don't you come to Jinling Academy to study. I am the master of the academy, and I give you this hand card, which can help you avoid Shu Xiu."

"Jinling Academy?" Xiao Tingchen pouted, "What the hell kind of place is that, can you provide meat buns all day?"

"Hahaha, of course!" The old man smiled and gave him the paper bag, "Study hard, and in the future, you will be the master of the world, so that all children in the world can be clothed and fed, okay?"

Xiao Tingchen rolled his eyes again.

But it should be good to be arrogant.

The night is like ink, and the lonely grave is messy.

Xiao Tingchen knelt in front of the grave, deeply immersed in self-doubt.

The moon was bleak, he re-buried the body, and staggered back to the thatched cottage.

He lit all the lamps in the cottage, overturned one of them, and let the fire oil pour out.

The tongue of flame gradually engulfed the lantern and climbed up the whole thatched hut.

The fire was burning before his eyes.

It's like burying a piece of the past.

The boy was about to leave, but he noticed with sharp eyes that the two twin orchids in the corner of the yard were gone.

(End of this chapter)