Cheng Qing had already gotten up, packed himself up, and came out just to meet Cheng Yue,

Cheng Yue saw her and pulled her in again.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Qing was a little surprised by his reaction.

Entering the house, Cheng Yue said solemnly: "Little sister, Bai Xiu is far from simple, you have to be careful of him." ”

When Cheng Qing heard this, his pupils opened slightly, and he asked, "What did you find?" ”

"I saw a birthmark on his shoulder." Cheng Yue said.

"What birthmark?" Cheng Qing frowned slightly, she had never heard of Bai Xiuyuan's shoulder having a birthmark, but she believed that her brother would not be mistaken.

Cheng Yue frowned and said: "I don't know what kind of birthmark it is, the pattern is very strange, like a meteor and like a lot of branchless willow leaves, he should be the young master of what family." But he used a special ointment to cover up the birthmark, presumably to cover up his origin. ”

Cheng Qing nodded and said, "According to what I know about him, my conjecture is the same. ”

"Sister, more than that." Cheng Yue shook his head and said.

Cheng Qing was surprised: "More than that? ”

"Hmm." Cheng Yue said solemnly: "I checked his pulse and found that he turned out to be a disciple of the Sword Saint. ”

"Juggernaut? How does my brother know? Cheng Qing knew that Bai Xiuyuan's origin was not simple, and she had guessed through his temperament that he might be a child of a certain family, but she never thought that he was still an apprentice of the Sword Saint.

Cheng Yue said: "I came out through the pulse, the Sword Saint is famous for his wind-breaking sword technique, and his sword technique is domineering. His veins are less virtual and more solid, thick and long, and it is indeed the internal strength of the Wind Breaking Sword. ”

Cheng Qing's brows relaxed, and he sat down at the table, and the solemnity between his eyebrows also dissipated.

Cheng Yue was a little confused by her reaction and asked, "Sister, why aren't you panicking?" ”

Cheng Qing looked at his tiger appearance, and laughed, "Hahahaha......"

"What are you laughing at?" Cheng Yue was a little annoyed, he ran over early in the morning to remind her to be careful, and he was even ridiculed by her.

Seeing that he was angry, Cheng Qing immediately stopped laughing, stood up, pulled him to sit down, and coaxed: "Don't be angry brother, I'm sorry." ”

"What the hell do you mean?" Cheng Yue asked.

Cheng Qing sneered: "It means, if you want to wear women's clothes, I will tell you everything." ”

Cheng Yue's handsome face darkened, and he got up and left.

"Hey, why can't you make a joke? Come back. Cheng Qing pulled his sleeve.

Cheng Yue pulled back his sleeve and said with a dark face: "Do you make jokes about your brother twice in three days?" ”

"Then I don't care, when you coaxed me to wear women's clothes before, you were playing tricks all the time, what I felt at the beginning, what do you feel now." This incident left a great 'impression' in Cheng Qing's heart.

"......" Cheng Yue now feels what it means to be self-inflicted and cannot live.

From the first moment Cheng Qing put on women's clothes, to now, her strongest desire is to see her brother wear women's clothes again, thinking of that scene, her eyes can't help but shine.

"Take away all your unrealistic ideas, you wear women's clothes because you are a woman, I am a man, what do you think of wearing women's clothes?" Cheng Yue, both internally and externally, rejects this kind of thing very much.

"Then there are no skirts for women, why do you have to ask me to wear skirts?"

From the torture of the soul, Cheng Yue choked, and his expression became a little unnatural.

Of course, he couldn't have told her that this was his bad taste, and when she didn't come back, he had been thinking in his heart that it would be fun to be the younger sister of the gentlemen who was out there and mingled among the gentlemen, and if she wore the women's clothes that only the ladies of the boudoir wort.

Later, it turned out that it was indeed the same as he thought, Cheng Qingye's heart and the foundation of the girls, and she liked it once she wore it, although she always felt that she was a pseudo-mother in her heart, but she was not only addicted to the thing of 'pretending to be a woman', but also into the play, so that every time he thought of this stubble and looked at her again, his bad taste was greatly satisfied.

It's a pity that no one thinks the same way as him, and only he can experience this kind of fun.

Just when Cheng Yue was stared at by Cheng Qing and didn't know how to step down, there was a sudden big movement outside.

Cheng Yue raised his head, as if he heard the voice of help, and said to Cheng Qing: "Sister, there seems to be someone outside, I'll go out and have a look first." ”

"Well, go ahead." Cheng Qingshuang was released quickly.

Cheng Yue ran out, and as soon as he stepped out of the door with his back foot, he froze.

What did he ask at first?

Cheng Qing looked at the door of the room, shook his head with embarrassment, and said: "The medical skills are quite clever, but the brain sometimes can't turn around, and it is easy to be led astray, this brother will have to look at it more in the future." ”

Outside the door, Cheng Yue finally remembered, he wanted to ask his sister why she didn't rush after listening to his words, but calmed down? I still want to ask who Bai Xiuyuan is?

As a result, he told everything he knew, and he didn't ask anything he wanted to know.

Cheng Yue turned around and glared at the door of the room, but if he asked him to go back and ask again, it would definitely not work.

"Cunning, cunning, cunning!"

I used all the wisdom used to deal with the enemy on the battlefield against my brother, and I don't want this sister.

Cheng Yue gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Coming outside was yesterday's eunuch Jiang Gonggong.

He had come to tell them that the Taishifu had been arranged.

Father Cheng didn't say much and asked them to carry the coffin away. And he himself also went in a sedan chair specially carried for him.

Bai Xiuyuan was injured and still unconscious, unable to move.

Cheng Yue let him rest here, and Tao Liangyu took the initiative to stay and take care of him.

The other generals also wanted to send the marshal's coffin, and they all agreed, saying that after sending it, they would come to see Bai Xiuyuan.

Cheng Qing and Cheng Yue walked in front of them wearing linen and filial piety, one pretending to cry and the other pretending to be very sad.

The two successfully aroused the emotions of the onlookers, and everyone knelt down and shouted "Marshal is good to go"!

Cheng Qing's heart is really a little uncomfortable now, these shouts remind her all the time that her military career is over.

Crisscrossing the battlefield, the blood is boiling, it has nothing to do with her, in the future, she may be a tool for other men to give birth to babies, and she will be locked in the courtyard of the back house forever.

"Snort."

Cheng Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his dark eyes.

What if she returns to her daughterhood?

She is still her, Cheng Qing, and she has always been the one who will not let fate control her.

The Taishifu was in the east of the city, and they walked over from the south of the city, and it took about half an hour.

When I arrived at the Taishi Mansion, the magnificent vermilion gate had already been opened to both sides, the door was white and white, and the lanterns were replaced with white.

An and the fourth prince had been waiting here for a long time, and when they saw the coffin coming, the two took the initiative to step aside.