Su Qiao "..."
I don't think it's that great.
Apart from being a bit big, he seems to have decent martial arts skills, but doesn't look like he has any deep internal strength.
"Sister, you don't believe it?"
"If you don't believe me, I'll run for you to see. I can run very fast now. I can even climb walls and fly over rooftops. I can even climb such a high palace wall..."
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Su Bowen tried his best to show off his unparalleled martial arts.
Su Qiao quickly stopped the brother who was about to jump out of the window and lowered his voice: "No, keep your voice down, or someone will find you."
"Yes, we can't let anyone find out. I still have to take you out."
Su Bowen's movements became cautious.
Although he has martial arts skills, his sister doesn't.
My sister is just a fragile girl.
Su Qiao forced him to sit down at the table, ran to the cabinet in the corner, and took out a yellow oil paper bag from it, "Brother, are you hungry? I'll give you a roast chicken."
"roast chicken?"
Although the roast chicken is cold, you can still smell a hint of meaty aroma.
Su Bowen swallowed his saliva, his face under his beard turned red: "Ahem, sister, you should keep it for yourself."
"Look how thin you are. It must be that bitch Su Yue who didn't give you food to eat, right? Just wait and see how I'll punish her in the future."
Su Qiao now probably understood her brother's personality.
He is a bit straightforward and doesn't have many schemes, but he has a good heart and what's rare is that he is not blindly loyal.
Unlike Prime Minister Su, whose mind is filled with "If the king wants his subjects to die, the subjects must die."
If she were to say, her brother was right.
If the king wants his subject to die, the subject will not die!
This is right.
Somehow, Su Qiao instantly fell in love with this big silly guy.
She stuffed the roast chicken back into his hands and said, "We'll talk about this later. Eat it quickly. I've saved one for myself."
Seeing him running over here exhausted, Su Qiao guessed that this big fool probably hadn't even eaten.
When Su Bowen heard that there was another one, he peeled off the yellow paper and started eating the meat.
"By the way, let me see your secret book."
"Sister, do you want to practice too?"
Su Bowen forced himself to swallow the meat in his mouth, wiped his hands on his body, and then carefully took out a blue booklet from his arms.
"Then let's practice together. When we brothers and sisters become top martial arts masters, we will come back to avenge our father and the servants of our prime minister's mansion, kill that dog emperor, kill that Prince Jing, and kill that stinky woman Su Yue."
Su Qiao took the booklet and ran to light the oil lamp.
Xiao Si simply scanned it for her and transmitted it into her head.
Soon, she returned to the table with the booklet in her hand, her mouth twitching.
A peerless secret book…
In her opinion, it was just an ordinary set of martial arts and sword techniques.
Her silly brother had no idea how much money he had been cheated out of.
"By the way, what's the matter with King Jing?"
It is right to kill the emperor and to kill Su Yue, but why should her man be killed too
"Why is it none of his business?"
Whenever Su Bowen thought of the royal family, he was filled with hatred and resentment.
"Although the dog emperor has grown up and has his own power, the government has always been controlled by Prince Jing. Our father was framed and beheaded, and he must have had a hand in it, and he might have been the mastermind behind it."
Su Qiao was feeling depressed again.
"My father was falsely accused of selling official positions and embezzling government money for flood relief in the south. Wasn't this all done by Su Yue?"
"She fabricated the evidence and used the emperor's hand to harm our prime minister's mansion and our father, so our enemies are Su Yue and the dog emperor."
Su Bowen frowned so hard that he could pinch a fly to death: "Sister, why are you speaking for Prince Jing?"
"Because he's a good man."
Su Qiao couldn't say that he was her man, right