The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

   Chapter 131 Xie Heng's Secret

   Zhao Chuchu raised his eyebrows.

  Xie Heng approached suddenly, the warm breath brushed by her ear, like a feather falling gently.

   "I'm just like you."

   Short seven characters, like a heavy hammer fell on Zhao Chuchu's heart.

   At that moment, she suddenly became enlightened.

   Every time she felt something was wrong, she found the answer.

   Zhao Chuchu suddenly looked at Xie Heng.

   Xie Heng's eyes were open and she let her explore.

  The two were so close at hand that they could even clearly see the fine fluff on each other's faces.

   "You didn't stop Li Jiang and the others from setting themselves on fire because you knew it would rain heavily later?"

"Yes."

   "You know I'm not your original wife because she would have died?"

"Yes."

   "Then why are you pretending to be blind?"

   "Avoid unnecessary trouble."

   Xie Heng's confession made Zhao Chuchu gasp.

   "So you've been watching me joke?"

   "No, I didn't hide the fact that I knew your identity from the beginning."

   Zhao Chuchu was speechless.

   She thought about it, and it seemed that it really was the case.

   But Xie Heng exposed her identity, and did not mean to try.

   This is a reborn person!

   Originally thought that only Zhao Zhizhi was reborn, but the most powerful one was hiding beside him.

   She really didn't realize that Xie Heng was also a rebirth.

   Probably because Zhao Zhizhi came out to kill her, which distracted her, so she didn't doubt Xie Heng.

   After all, it was already a matter of life and death at that time, but Xie Heng did nothing. Who would have thought that he would be so calm because he was sure that there would be a rainstorm that would stop Li Jiang and the others from setting fire?

   "Then why are you willing to tell me now?"

   "Delivering Trust."

   "Zhao Zhizhi is like you. She can't wait to kill me because she knows that you will bring her great wealth in the future?"

   Xie Heng smiled: "If you want, I can give it to you now."

   Zhao Chuchu: "!!!"

   Zhao Chuchu: "..."

  Young man, do you know what you are talking about?

   "There is a dark room under the bookshelf in my room. If you are short of money or want any jewelry, you can go down and get it."

   "You are so rich, why don't you want to feed Junjun?"

   "It's not that I can't bear..."

   Xie Heng was silent for a moment after saying this.

   "But he didn't dare, he didn't live past twenty-two."

   Xie Heng's eyes flashed with pain.

   Zhao Chuchu gave him a deep look.

   "How did the plague settle down in your previous life?"

   "Many people died, and then the plague faded away."

   This is relying on herd immunity, weed out the weak, and those who can survive this flu will survive!

   "What about you later?" Zhao Chuchu was curious, "Did you become the emperor or..."

   "My identity is what you see now. I don't have any secrets, and I'm not the bead of some imperial power."

   Zhao Chuchu understood.

   Xie Heng's identity is not secret.

   It is Xie Jun who has a secret.

   The answer was already obvious, and she didn't ask any further.

   "You already know my secret, so don't worry about someone stealing your sleeves."

   "You will cover for me?"

"Yes."

"why?"

   "Good people should be rewarded."

   Zhao Chuchu couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Good man rewarded?"

"Um."

   "That's it, I'll be the good guy! But Dalang, the vegetables in the pot are burnt."

   Xie Heng came back to his senses and found that the kitchen was already filled with the smell of burnt vegetables.

  “…”

   This one-pot dish is naturally not available.

   Xie Heng could only cook one more dish.

   Zhao Chuchu couldn't help laughing: "Dalang, this is the first time I've seen you so embarrassed."

   "Well, I still have more embarrassing moments, but you probably won't see it." Xie Heng took the words calmly.

   is probably the biggest secret of knowing each other, some things seem to have changed, but they haven't noticed it yet.

Xie Jun felt his stomach and came out of the room: "Brother, sister-in-law, I know that husband and wife should cultivate their relationship well, but I'm hungry, can I finish eating first and then fall in love? I've seen you all muttering for a long time. already."

   Zhao Chuchu's face flushed: "Your brother played erratically today and fried the vegetables, let's laugh at him together!"

   "Sister-in-law, why don't you go out, I'll come to see the fire, my brother is with you, and I don't even know how to cook." Xie Jun pouted.

  Xie Heng: "..."

   Zhao Chuchu cleared his throat and was a little embarrassed: "It's when people make mistakes, not to mention your brother's eyes are just right, it's normal to see clearly occasionally."

   "Sister-in-law, you actually speak for my brother!" Xie Jun was surprised.

   Xie Heng heard the words and glanced at Zhao Chuchu without a trace.

   Zhao Chuchu raised his eyebrows: "Why, no?"

   "Yes, yes, hey, can I be an uncle soon?"

   For a while, Zhao Chuchu didn't know how to answer.

   "If you continue to stand here, you will soon run out of food." Xie Heng glanced at him coolly.

  Xie Jun: "..."

   He pulled his legs and ran out.

   Lest you really run out of food.

   Zhao Chuchu said, "He is still a child, and he speaks without fear."

  Xie Heng looked at her: "Aren't you afraid of misunderstanding by others?"

   "What's the misunderstanding? Even if we don't say anything, others will think the same way. Since we can't control what others think, why bother?"

   Zhao Chuchu doesn't care at all.

   Anyway, she and Xie Heng were the couple in name.

   Even if they were innocent, who would believe it?

   Except Xie Jun, no one knew that the original owner and Xie Heng had always slept in separate rooms.

   After eating, Zhao Chuchu and Xie Heng went to his room.

   This is also the first time that Zhao Chuchu has stepped into this place.

  Xie Heng's room is very clean, divided into two spaces, the inside is the bedroom, and the outside is the study.

  There are two walls in the study room with bookshelves full of books. Those books are all polished, and it looks like they are often turned over by the owner.

   Xie Heng told Zhao Chuchu the entrance to the darkroom.

   "Aren't you afraid that I will take your money and run away?"

"you will not."

   Xie Heng is very determined.

   Except for that one time, he never missed anyone again.

   If Zhao Chuchu was really such a person, he would have run away early in the morning.

   A person like her cannot be deceived by coaxing or force.

   "You are confident." Zhao Chuchu sat down in front of the book desk, "Can I turn over these things?"

   She pointed to the book on the desk.

   "At will."

   Zhao Chuchu picked up a book that Xie Heng copied half of.

   Xie Heng's words made Zhao Chuchu couldn't help but marvel: "Walking through clouds and flowing water, dragons and snakes racing, grinding through iron inkstones... Dalang, your words are so beautiful."

   Being praised by Zhao Chuchu, Xie Heng was a little unnatural: "It's just a letter pen and graffiti."

   "Don't say such things, pretend to be struck by lightning." Zhao Chuchu rolled his eyes at him, "Let's put our hometown, you are an absolute master, and your words can sell for a high price!"

   "I won't sell my words." Xie Heng's pride in his bones made him refuse to turn his words into goods.

   "After a hundred years, how do you know how your calligraphy will be treated?"

   "What happens after death is not for me who is still alive."

   "Would you like to write some paintings for me?"

   Zhao Chuchu's heart is itching, Xie Heng's words are really beautiful.

   (end of this chapter)