The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

No, Xie Chen must kiss his wife tonight!

Outside the bright red silk satin, Mr. Xie shouted angrily. Xie Chen pretended not to hear him, and he didn't even stop his movements. He pursed the corners of his lips and moved forward.

But he kissed crookedly, his lips stuck to the corners of Song Jiao's lips.

This can't be blamed on him, he is the first relative, the dream doesn't count!

Just as Xie Chen was about to adjust his position, someone grabbed his collar and dragged them out from the red cloth covering their heads.

As soon as Xie Chen raised his head, he met his grandfather's face that was deformed by anger.

Song Jiao also lifted the red cloth on his head, his eyes were flustered, and when he raised his eyes, he met the grandfather standing in front of him.

Prime Minister Song stood in front of him without saying a word, while Song Jiao nervously clutched the red cloth in his hand, not knowing what to say, even unable to say "Grandpa".

Only Mr. Xie opened his mouth and asked Xie Chen aggressively: "You bastard! What are you doing?"

Xie Chen stood up, before he had time to speak, Mr. Xie roared again, "Come here!"

Mr. Xie still wanted to pull his collar, but suddenly found that his grandson had grown very tall, and he was no longer the one who could lift it up like he was when he was a child.

Xie Chen is like a wolf, crossing the boundary between teenagers and youths, arrogant and arrogant.Not to mention that the person standing behind him is Song Jiao, who is desperate to defend his wife.

Master Xie was taken aback by his gaze, and raised his hand to knock him on the head: "What are you doing? Come with me, I will break your leg today, how dare you... dare……"

Mr. Xie was so angry that he was out of breath, and his vocabulary, which was not rich in the first place, was completely blank by him. Mr. Xie couldn't think of a better word to describe his excessive behavior.

"You still dare to seduce Mao Mao!"

It seems that I shouldn't thank the old master for saying this.Song Jiao thought weakly, saying this, it seems that he is the real grandson, and Xie Chen is a little maid who "seduces Mao Mao".

Song Jiao thought he would be scolded, but he didn't expect Mr. Xie to not mention him at all.

He glanced at his grandfather quietly. Grandpa Song stood where he was, expressionless, and still did not speak.

Mr. Xie turned his head and turned to Prime Minister Song: "Military division...Prime Minister, we all saw that. This matter must be Xie Chen's fault. There is nothing wrong with Mao Mao. I will beat Xie Chen when I go back. I... "

Mr. Xie couldn't continue talking, turned his head, and roared at Xie Chen: "Not following up?!"

As he led Xie Chen out, he told Fan Kai: "Go, get rid of those people who started the banquet, it's over, it's over. No one is allowed to speak out about what happened tonight, and whoever dares to speak out, Lao Tzu Who did you kill?"

Song Jiao stood on the spot, stretched out his hand cautiously, tried to pull Grandpa Song's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa?"

As if nothing had happened, Grandpa Song glanced at him and pointed to the front: "Go and have a look."

"En." Song Jiao tentatively grabbed Grandpa's sleeve, and then, the little Persian cat walked up to his feet.

The system scratched his feet: "Mimimi!"

It was only then that Song Jiao came to his senses and released his shield from the system.

The system can finally talk to him: "Mamao, what's the matter with you? I've told you since you were thirteen or fourteen years old, no puppy love, no puppy love, and you blocked me? If I hadn't gone to find my grandpa in time Ladies, are you..."

Song Jiao was startled, bent down and pinched the kitten's neck, and lifted him up: "You are the one who went to find grandpa?"

"Yes... no, it was you who thanked Grandpa for setting off the fireworks. He came out to look for you before the two of you came back." The system stuck its neck, "If I hadn't brought Grandpa here in time, you and Xie Chen What else is there to do?"

Song Jiao was a little embarrassed: "We didn't do anything, just..."

The system answered: "It's just covering your head with a red cloth, you two are hiding inside..." The system suddenly reacted: "Wait a minute, Mao Mao, have you been bitten by him? Isn't it?"

Song Jiao shook his head: "No...no..."

The system has a pair of cat pupils, staring at his eyes seriously: "Really?"

"No!" Song Jiao put him on the ground, focused on following Grandpa, and ignored him no more.

The officials who were still at the banquet were invited out of the palace without knowing what happened.

But the old master Xie suddenly rushed out and killed Xie Chen by surprise. Xie Chen's good brothers were still loyal and refused to leave. They wanted to stay and watch for a while, and plead for Xie Chen and Song Jiao by the way.

But Mr. Xie was not allowed, so Fan Kai took them all out and sent them home.

Mr. Xie was still "strangely angry" at Xie Chen: "Heh, you're pretty good, and you've found so many helpers."

After clearing everyone away, Master Xie grabbed Xie Chen by the collar and dragged him into the hall. Before Song Jiao entered, the door of the hall was closed.

Master Xie deliberately put down his tone, and said to him: "Maomao, go home with your grandfather, Grandpa Xie teach Xie Chen a lesson, and let him make amends for you tomorrow."

Old Master Xie looked furious, and it seemed that Xie Chen was doomed.

Song Jiao couldn't help worrying, thinking, if Grandpa Xie is going to get angry, he might not be able to stop him, but grandpa can stop him, but grandpa definitely doesn't want to stop him now, it's better to let Xie Chen's parents come over.

So he let go of his grandfather's sleeve, took two or three steps back, summoned an attendant, and said softly: "Go and invite the crown prince and princess, and say that Xie Chen is going to be beaten."

The servant led the order to go down, Song Jiao said in his heart: "Hurry up, hurry up..."

Then when he looked up, he met his grandfather's eyes.

Grandpa Song's eyes were sharp, as if he understood everything. Song Jiao had the feeling that he had been seen through by his grandpa. He touched the tip of his nose unconsciously, avoiding his gaze, and walked to his side.

He was very guilty: "Grandpa..."

At this time, there was a "plop" sound from the hall, like the sound of a person kneeling down.

Song Jiao hurriedly ran to the door of the hall, patted on the door, and called out, "Xie Chen? Thank you, Grandpa?"

Master Xie said loudly: "It's okay, Mao Mao, go back with your grandfather." He ordered: "Fan Kai, guard the door, and no one is allowed to open the door. Today, I am teaching my grandson, and no one can stop me."

The next moment, there was the whistling sound of the wind when the whip was waved again in the hall. Song Jiao was startled, and put his ear to the door to listen, and he really heard Xie Chen's muffled groan as he held back the pain.

He was even more impatient, and shouted again: "Xie Chen!"

Xie Chen didn't speak, and even Mr. Xie stopped answering him.

Song Jiao was so anxious that his eyes were red, he knocked on the door outside: "Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

Not long after, the prince and princess arrived.

The two hurriedly met with Prime Minister Song, and Mrs. Xie stepped forward to hold Song Jiao: "Maomao, what's the matter?"

Song Jiao said with red eyes: "Xie Chen was beaten by Grandpa Xie."

"Why? Why was Brother Shen beaten by his grandfather?"

"I..." Song Jiao couldn't say it, let alone facing Madam Xie, he could only vaguely say, "Brother Shen and I got into trouble."

"What trouble did he get into?" Mrs. Xie couldn't help being a little nervous when she heard the whistling wind in the hall, "I don't usually fight so fiercely, did he get into some big trouble? Killed someone? Set fire?"

Mrs. Xie quickly denied this speculation: "No, he won't do such a thing."

The eldest master knocked on the door outside and shouted, "Father?"

It's a pity that Mr. Xie refused to talk to him, he didn't even answer a word, and the sound of waving the whip didn't stop.

Mrs. Xie anxiously pulled her husband's hand: "You can't beat like this, if you beat like this again, brother Shen will be gone."

The big boss knocked on the door again: "Father?"

Song Jiao looked at them, feeling uneasy, of course he also had a share in this matter, but Mr. Xie didn't mention him, just beat Xie Shen, and beat him so hard, he felt even more sorry.

Song Jiao made up his mind, stepped forward quickly, and pushed hard at the palace door.

But he was weak and couldn't push it.

The head of the family didn't want to disobey his father openly, so when Song Jiao pushed the door, he quietly stretched out a hand to help him push.

The door of the hall opened in response to the sound, and Song Jiao, who had put all his strength on the door, was caught off guard and fell directly into it.

Fan Kai guarded the door and hurriedly went to help Song Jiao. Song Jiao looked up and saw two candles burning in the palace.

The candlelight flickered, Xie Chen turned his back to the door, knelt on the ground with his back straight, his hands hanging by his sides, clenched into fists.

Master Xie was standing aside with a whip in his hand, but he was so angry that he was trembling all over, even the beard on his face was trembling.

Before Song Jiao could stand still, he trot up and hugged Xie Chen who was kneeling on the ground.

The whips all hit Xie Chen's back, the clothes on his back were torn, and the whip wounds were bloody.

Song Jiao didn't dare to touch it, but dared to ask him, "Does it hurt?"

Xie Chen turned to look at him, and saw his red eyes, even the tip of his nose was a little red.Song Jiao was even more anxious than the one who was beaten, Xie Chen couldn't help but smile.

Song Jiao was about to cry, but he was still laughing unexpectedly.

Song Jiao patted his face: "Don't you know it hurts? Are you stupid?"

Xie Chen's body tilted for a moment, and he fell directly into Song Jiao's arms, gasping and saying, "It hurts to death."

Mr. Xie said angrily: "Fart, I hit you three times, and the other dozens of hits hit the ground. How dare you cry out in pain? You stand up for me, are you going to act like a spoiled child? Come on, I will continue Hit you a few times to make you look better."

The head and Mrs. Xie quickly went up to stop him: "Father, father, calm down, what trouble did Brother Shen get into again? Let's take it home and teach him a lesson, don't get angry..."

Song Jiao hugged Xie Chen, knelt down on the ground, and looked up at Mr. Xie, "Grandpa Xie, don't be angry. If you want to continue beating Xie Chen, hit me first. I also have a share in this matter."

Of course Old Leader Xie would not beat him.

Mrs. Xie asked, "Father, what happened to the two of them?"

At this time, Prime Minister Song also stepped forward, took the whip from Master Xie, and said to him: "Forget it, take your time."

Only then did Master Xie withdraw his hand, snorted coldly, and turned his head away from looking at Xie Chen.

Mrs. Xie hurriedly called a few attendants over to carry Xie Chen back, but Xie Chen stood up by himself.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, my grandpa didn't exert any force at all."

Master Xie turned his head and said angrily, "Do you still want to try the hard whip?"

Xie Chen said nothing, Song Jiao wanted to help him, but Mr. Xie pulled him away: "Don't touch him, let him go by himself."

Master Xie grabbed his hand and handed him to Prime Minister Song: "Old Song, I'll take it back for you, so as not to be hurt by my wild boar. Don't be angry, I will take care of it."

Xie Chen left surrounded by his attendants, and before leaving, he even cast a "wink" at Song Jiao.

Song Jiao was almost pissed off by him, people have become like this, still restless.

Then, Song Jiao was also taken away by his grandfather, and he didn't know how Mr. Xie would tell his godfather and mother about this matter.

He was very guilty, he didn't know... what his godfather and mother would think of him.

But the most important thing now is what grandpa will do.

Song Jiao hugged the kitten and sat on the carriage, his mood fluctuated with the bumps of the carriage.

Grandpa would definitely not beat someone like Grandpa Xie... Probably not.

He only played pranks when he was a child, and was beaten by his grandfather. When he grew up, his grandfather never beat him.

But now... Song Jiao quietly turned her head and glanced at Grandpa.

Damn, how could he have forgotten that his grandfather has always been very fierce, the kind of fierceness that does not change his face in the bandit village, and can raise a sword to cut people when he is assassinated at night.

Grandpa Song had a straight face, he couldn't see what he was thinking, it just made people feel serious.In his hand, he was still holding the whip he had brought from Mr. Xie's family, the one that hit Xie Chen.

It turned out that he and Xie Chen were a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, and even received the same whip.

Grandpa Song turned to look at him, and when he was about to meet his eyes, Song Jiao turned his head quickly.

Oops.

In this way, in Song Jiao's uneasy mood, the carriage returned to the Song Mansion and entered directly through the side door.

Grandpa Song held the whip and got out of the carriage without saying a word. Song Jiao followed behind him, and the two of them entered the study together.

Grandpa Song walked to the innermost part of the study, Song Jiao stood outside and watched, looked around, thought for a while, and it would be happier to kneel down and admit his mistake.

So he pulled a soft cushion from the chair that grandpa used to sit on, put it on the ground, and then knelt on the cushion.

Grandpa Song put the whip away, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Jiao kneeling outside.

Grandpa Song finally opened his mouth: "Maomao, what's the matter?"

Song Jiao lowered her head: "Grandpa, I..."

He didn't know if he was wrong, and in this case, admitting his mistake was the best choice.

When Xie Chen talked to him, he was really happy, and he also felt Xie Chen's sincerity, which happened to be the same for him, so...

He didn't want to be wrong.

Grandpa Song walked up to him and pulled him up: "It's okay, I know Mu Shaoai, it's human nature, Grandpa didn't mean to blame you."

Song Jiao stood up, and Grandpa Song said again: "Go wash up, it's so late, go to bed early."

"Okay." Song Jiao nodded, and went out with the kitten in her arms.

Song Jiao went back to the room and washed up full of thoughts.

The system said: "Grandpa must have known that Xie Chen bullied you, so he didn't say anything about you, Maomao, it's a good thing grandpa is still there, if Xie Chen becomes the emperor, you will have no room to resist at all."

Song Jiao wiped her face and whispered, "I don't want to resist."

"..." The system choked, "What?"

Song Jiao repeated the words again: "I don't want to resist, I also like Xie Chen."

The system is completely down.

Song Jiao originally wanted to discuss the matter with him, but unexpectedly the system could not accept the news, and began to shut himself up, locking himself up, ignoring anyone.

Song Jiao had no choice but to think about it and went to grandpa's study.

When he passed by, Grandpa was sitting at the table reading a book, Song Jiao walked over and sat down in front of Grandpa.

Grandpa Song looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"I..." Before the words left my mouth, I changed my words again, "I want to sleep with grandpa."

"Well, then you go to bed first, grandpa will pass by later."

Song Jiao responded, and was about to stand up, hesitated for a moment, and sat down anyway.

"Grandpa, Xie Chen didn't bully me."

"Yes." Grandpa Song nodded, "Grandpa knows."

Song Jiao blinked and looked at Grandpa seriously: "I like him too."

"Grandpa knows." Grandpa Song put down the scroll and paused, "Grandpa already knew about it. There may be some things between the two of you. Grandpa also felt this way when he was young, so Grandpa didn't think it was a big deal."

Song Jiao was a little dazed: "Then...then..."

"I thought none of you had the courage to confess, and Brother Shen was about to go to the army, and I confirmed this to His Majesty tonight. You two won't stay together often in the future, wait After a few years, the youthful feelings will naturally dissipate, so Grandpa didn't want to forcefully intervene."

Song Jiao retorted: "It won't dissipate."

"Then wait a few years."

"How many years?"

"Brother Shen is indeed very courageous, and of course grandpa likes him very much. But now, the two of you are obviously not at the age to talk about relationships. You have to study and take exams in the future, and Brother Shen also needs to practice martial arts and soldiers. What's more, he is the great grandson, and he will inherit the throne in the future. Going forward, the two of you will only encounter more and more problems, and the road ahead will only become more and more bumpy. Grandpa is too late, and he is not sure. Help you settle everything one by one."

Song Jiao lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and soon raised his head, and said firmly: "I don't need grandpa to help me settle it, I will settle it myself."

"But so far, it's just empty talk."

"I..." Song Jiao pursed the corners of her lips, and said seriously, "Grandpa, Xie Chen and I like each other, but we didn't give up our plans for each other. I didn't mean to go to the army with him, he We didn't want to stay for scientific research, we just..."

He paused: "Before we separate, make sure the other party's mind, so that we can go about our own business with confidence."

"This is the best." Grandpa Song calmed down and coaxed him, "Wait a few years, okay?"

Xie Chen was carried back to Xiaodong Palace. The whip wound on his back was not serious. After all, Mr. Xie couldn't do anything, so he hit him three times, but it was useless.

The imperial doctor came and prescribed medicine for him, and prescribed some decoction for him, and went down.

Xie Chen was lying on the bed with a pillow, and vaguely heard Mr. Xie talking next door.

"...What did he do? Heh, he gnawed his mouth and put the red hijab on his head. He wanted to marry her as his wife."

Xie Chen smiled. Thinking of the situation just now, he felt that Grandpa's description was quite accurate.

I only heard Mr. Xie continue to say: "Is he not young? He is 15 years old, isn't he five years old? Isn't this playing house? He is playing hooligans with others? Huh? My old Xie family raised such a hooligan ? Go to the street and see if anyone robs people like this, isn’t this a whole bunch of bandits and robbers?”

"Father, calm down." Mrs. Xie said, "Brother Shen learned from his father, his father is like this, and our family is like this."

Only then did Mr. Xie remember that his family was all bandits.

He couldn't accept it, and howled "Aw", shaking all the tiles off the roof.

"I can be a bandit, and his father can be a bandit, but he can't!"

It turned out that Mr. Xie was angry because Xie Chen was playing hooligans, not because he broke his sleeve.

Grandpa Xie has always focused on the key points very accurately.

Xie Chen laughed silently, and after the medicine came up, the wound on his back didn't hurt much, but he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

He fell asleep half-dreaming and half-awake, and in his dream he wanted to kiss Song Jiao, but every time the kiss was crooked, either on the corner of the mouth or on the chin, and it was never aligned.

Made him very irritable.

After finally waking up, the wound on his back began to hurt again. The charcoal basin in the temple was too hot, and his body was so hot that he was sweating all over his body. The sweat flowed into the wound, making it even more uncomfortable.

Xie Chen propped up his hands, trying to get up, and when he was about to call for someone, he was supported by someone.

"Don't move around."

Song Jiao supported him and told him to lie down on the bed.

Xie Chen raised his head, saw that his eyes were still red, and subconsciously asked, "You didn't go back with your grandfather?"

"Go back, here again." Song Jiao looked at him, "It's already afternoon, you've been sleeping all day."

Xie Chen asked him with a smile: "Then you have been crying all day?"

"No, I didn't cry." Song Jiao said, and hid the handkerchief in his hand behind his back.

Xie Chen said: "Stop hiding, wipe off my sweat, it's so uncomfortable."

"Oh." Song Jiao could only take out his handkerchief, wipe his forehead first, and then his back.

Of course Xie Chen didn't wear a shirt, just lying on his stomach like this, Song Jiao carefully avoided the wound, wiped his sweat, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Really?"

"real."

"My grandfather said that he knew about it a long time ago, and he said that it would take a few years before he could talk about it..."

Xie Chen grasped the key point: "What is it?"

Song Jiao withdrew his hand, his almond eyes widened, and looked at him: "You...you backtracked on what you promised."

You want to default? !

Xie Chen looked at him and just asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's just...you said it yourself..."

Song Jiao couldn't speak, but Xie Chen liked to tease him, and kept asking him to speak.

"What's the matter? Getting married? Who and whom?"

Xie Chen happily sat up with his hands on his hands, Song Jiao's eyes were reddened by him, because he had injuries on his body, and it was not easy to push him away, so he was in a stalemate like this.

At this moment, the voice of a servant came from outside the door.

"Princess."

Mrs. Xie asked, "How is your Highness?"

Like a frightened rabbit, Song Jiao stood up and whispered to Xie Chen, "I'm leaving, I'll come back to see you tomorrow."

Xie Chen asked: "What's the matter? Did you come here secretly?"

"Well, I told my grandpa that I would go to Zhi Duoxing, and then followed the third grandpa into the palace."

I don't know what Mr. Xie told Mrs. Xie, he...he didn't know how to face his aunt.

"I'll come back tomorrow." After Song Jiao finished speaking, she turned around and was about to run away from behind.

Xie Chen called him from behind: "Mamao, Maomao..."

"I'll come back tomorrow, I really have to go." Song Jiao ran all the way to the back and pushed the door leading to the apse.

Xie Chen said calmly: "The back door is locked."

"..."

"The back door is locked from the outside when the wind gets in."

Song Jiao turned her head and looked around, trying to see if there was any hiding place.

Xie Chen lifted the quilt covering his waist and legs: "Please come in."

Song Jiao took time out of his busy schedule to hit him.

Finally, Song Jiao opened Xie Chen's large closet where he put his clothes, took off his shoes, and climbed in directly.

Xie Chen said: "It's okay, my mother won't be angry..."

"There are relationships!"

The moment Song Jiao closed the door, Mrs. Xie came in.

"Son, are you awake? How do you feel? Does the wound still hurt?"

Mrs. Xie sat down on the side of the couch, she suddenly saw something and paused, "Whose handkerchief?"

Song Jiao in the closet touched his sleeve, unfortunately, his handkerchief was gone.

On the other side, Mrs. Xie picked up a handkerchief that fell beside Xie Chen, and unfolded it.

Well, a little white rabbit.

Mrs. Xie understood: "Mamao?"

Xie Shen nodded: "En."

"What about people?"

"Run away, scared away by mother."

"Fart, am I that scary? I think you bullied me and ran away." Mrs. Xie suddenly saw something again, frowned, got up and walked towards the closet.