The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Extra 16(Two Brothers)

When He Wenchu ​​finally spoke to He Yuheng, it was when He Yuheng gave up his resistance and was brought to the Great Winning Imperial Capital by him.

He wrote a very long letter. First, he comforted the other party not to be nervous, and then apologized for his inadvertently borrowing his body, and told the other party that he had no ill intentions and that he was here just to find his younger brother.

In order to prevent the other party from rejecting him, He Wenchu ​​poured his feelings into the letter, took out the mentality of writing a dissertation in college, and poured out all his feelings for his brother on the paper, so deep that he even squeezed out a few drops Crocodile tears.

It was these few drops of crocodile tears that smeared the handwriting, which made He Yuheng believe his statement.

After a long period of running-in between them, gradually, He Yuheng discovered that when he came over, he could still retain his consciousness.

They began to talk in their minds. He Wenchu ​​often told him stories about himself and his younger brother. He Yuheng listened silently. From his words, he clearly felt his panic and worry about his younger brother living in another world.

In He Yuheng's heart, He Wenchu ​​is a very kind person. He not only loves his younger brother, but also helps the old man who fell down on the road. If he encounters any injustice, he will help.

He followed He Wenchu ​​to meet his younger brother several times, and he found that He Hou was also a very lovable person. As for the tyrant... I heard that there has been no more indiscriminate killing of innocent people recently.

His parents died when he was a child, he was alone in the world, and he lived in the world. Because of his withdrawn personality, he had no friends. He Wenchu's appearance made him faintly happy. This feeling is quite strange. Soul, there is another person to accompany you, as if you can stay like this for a lifetime.

At first, they lived in an inn. Later, because they were not enough, they rented a dilapidated house. He Wenchu's craftsmanship was very good. He Yuheng was fortunate enough to eat his cooking several times, although when he ate it, He Wenchu ​​had already Not anymore, but because of this hot meal, he was still very anxious.

He sat alone on the table and said softly to him, "Thank you."

He wondered why he would always be with him in this way, like he said, they were like twin brothers. But one day, He Wenchu ​​told him that he might not be able to come in the future.

At that time, He Yuheng also had a faint feeling, because he found that the frequency of He Wenchu's visit was getting lower and lower, sometimes even half a month, or even once a month.

He didn't wait for He Qiao Chu to speak, and promised him: "I will help you watch what happens next, and if something happens, I will help you protect him."

"Thank you." He Wenchu ​​sighed and said, "I've been here too short, and I can't prepare gifts for the children. I wonder if Dazheng will complain about me."

He Yuheng did not speak.

But after He Wenchu ​​left, he personally went up the mountain to hit the grass, polished the grass rope to be smooth, soaked it in the dye, then took it out, soaked it in oil overnight, left it in the sun for two days, and then added layer by layer. Weaving, hiding his personal pills in the bell, and helping He Wenchu ​​make a gift for the child.

He Wenchu ​​never came, so he made up some other things and sold them to children on the street to earn some living expenses.

The last time, He Wen was in a hurry when he first arrived, and he was in a hurry to leave. He was eating and eating, and the people were gone, and he didn't even say hello.