The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife

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[T/N: Here, Jing Kong sang a parody of Let it Go from Frozen, at least the first two lines ??. I think he improvised the last parts. Haha]

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At the hour of haishi(9-11pm), Canglan Women's Academy, Linglong Pavilion.

Little Jing Kong was sitting in a small bath bucket, bathing while singing his heart out. As he sang, he occasionally splashed water with his little hands.

"Come kick the dog~ Come kick the dog~ See if my brother white loves you~"

(lái tī gǒu~ lái tī gǒu~ kān hòu di bái ài nǐ ma~)

"Come kick the dog~ Come kick the dog~ Wheat stalk white~ I'll tear your ears off~"

(lái tī gǒu~ lái tī gǒu~ téng mài bái~ ǎn sī?làn ěr?duo~)

Xiao Heng, sitting at his desk reading a book, couldn't help but twitch his lips at the strange song. Was this how JiaoJiao sang it?

"Come kick the dog~ lalala~"

(lái tī gǒu~ lalala~)

"

Oil dogs~"

(yóu gǒu~)

"Come kick the dog~ Come kick the dog~ woohoo~Come kick the dog~”

(lái tī gǒu~ lái tī gǒu~ woohoo~ lái tī gǒu!)

Striking a dramatic pose, Little Jing Kong finished the last line and froze in place for three seconds. Then, he ended his performance with a serious expression, saying, "I'm done bathing."

You're done singing, you mean?

Xiao Heng put down his book and walked over.

Little Jing Kong had started trying to bathe himself a few days ago, but since he was still too young, he never got completely clean. Xiao Heng would usually give him another wash afterward.

"Why are you still this dark?" Xiao Heng said while wiping his small body.

Little Jing Kong put his hands on his hips. "Humph! Isn’t it because on the way here, when it is sunny, you use me as a sunshade, and when it rains, you use me as a rain cover! You keep lifting me over your head every day!"

Xiao Heng cleared his throat and said with a straight face, "When did I ever do that?"

Little Jing Kong turned his head away. "Humph!"

Actually, Little Jing Kong’s complexion wasn’t that dark anymore; he had become a lot fairer. But life at the academy was so dull that teasing the kid for fun was part of Xiao Heng’s daily routine.

After drying Little Jing Kong’s tiny body, Xiao Heng changed the towel and started drying his hair.

Xiao Heng sighed, "You were cuter when you still had a bald little head."

Little Jing Kong bluntly retorted, "You just don’t want to dry my hair!"

Xiao Heng: At least you're self-aware.

This was the little monk who had single-handedly drove an entire temple mad, yet Xiao Heng was able to keep him by his side, raising this... well, not white and chubby, but rather dark and plump little monk, enduring all of his wild antics without ever thinking of sending him back.

Honestly, that was no small feat.

Even the little monk’s beloved master couldn’t manage him.

Little Jing Kong had endless energy. After going wild during his bath, he had another round of excitement when he got into bed.

One moment, Xiao Heng could hear him laughing maniacally, “Hahaha,” and the next moment, all was quiet inside the mosquito net.

Xiao Heng walked over, lifted the net, and saw the little guy sprawled out, fast asleep.

Luckily, they lived in the last room at the end of the Linglong Pavilion, and the two rooms in front were unoccupied. Otherwise, if this little guy went wild like this every night, they would’ve been complained about and kicked out long ago.

Xiao Heng adjusted Little Jing Kong, placing him properly so his small head rested on his special little pillow. But Little Jing Kong often ended up sleeping elsewhere after a while.

After securing the mosquito net, Xiao Heng returned to his desk and continued studying the State of Yan’s national book on magical theories.

This book was truly remarkable, no wonder it was regarded as one of the Six National Books of the State of Yan. Xiao Heng could imagine that if he fully grasped its principles and applied its theories to the State of Zhao, it would bring about significant development for the country.

It was just one of the SIx National Books, and the magical theories in it were already so astonishing. He wondered what the other five would be like?

Xiao Heng was engrossed in his reading.

Unbeknownst to him, in the darkness of the night, a shadow silently infiltrated the academy.

This assassination mission was personally carried out by Han Ye. Dressed in black night suit, his face was donned with a cloth mask, with only a pair of hawk-like eyes exposed.

On his back was a sword gleaming coldly, one that never left its sheath without drawing blood.

It was actually a bit overkill to use such force against a weak scholar.

After all, he wasn’t that fake "Xiao Liulang."

But the target’s identity deserved this level of formality. He would use his treasured sword to send him away.

A group of patrolling guards passed by, and Han Ye lightly tapped his toes to leap onto the roof.

When the guards were far enough away, he flew down and moved through the shadows, arriving outside Linglong Pavilion.

He had already sent people to keep an eye on the new first beauty of the academy beforehand, but he hadn’t expected that this person was actually a man disguised as a woman, and with such an astonishing identity to boot.

Looking at it this way, Ming Junwang really had poor judgment. Of all the people he could have fancied, he picked someone who was forever impossible.

Han Ye leaped onto the wall of Linglong Pavilion.

The two older women guarding the gate were huddled together drinking fruit wine, a non-intoxicating kind that the students had given them.

Han Ye walked past the wall and arrived at a large tree.

The tree had an excellent view and happened to offer a clear sight of Xiao Heng's room.

Xiao Heng’s room was lit, and his silhouette was cast onto the window paper by the candlelight.

“There’s only him and a little one inside. Judging from the breathing, the little one is already asleep, leaving just him.”

Han Ye slowly raised his hand and grasped the sword hilt on his back.

“Coo~”

A large bird suddenly flew over and landed on the same branch where Han Ye was perched.

Han Ye took a closer look.

It was a gyrfalcon.

What a beautiful gyrfalcon!

The gyrfalcon seemed to have some intelligence, strutting confidently over to his feet.

Han Ye: “...”

Why did it suddenly look like a chicken?

The chicken… no, the gyrfalcon stopped at his feet, rubbing its head against his pant leg.

Han Ye was slightly taken aback.

A gyrfalcon was so friendly toward people?

Han Ye had captured a few gyrfalcons before, intending to train them as his pets. However, they were naturally fierce, harder to tame than the Black Wind Cavalry horses, and he had always failed.

But maybe this one was different.

Han Ye cautiously stretched out his hand but remained careful, not touching its head immediately.

The gyrfalcon tilted its head, looking at him innocently, without a trace of aggression.

Han Ye’s confidence grew. He reached out and patted its head.

The gyrfalcon obediently let him pet it.

Han Ye chuckled contentedly.

It seemed he was destined to meet this gyrfalcon. Fine, from now on, you'll be mine.

Han Ye was thoroughly enjoying petting the bird.

Just then, an unexpected turn of events occurred—the previously docile gyrfalcon suddenly opened its beak and fiercely pecked at his wrist!

If Han Ye hadn’t withdrawn his hand quickly, his tendons would’ve been severed!

But even so, the bird still managed to bite off a chunk of flesh from his wrist!

Han Ye was utterly stunned!

What just happened? Even birds were this cunning now?

Han Ye, as one of the strongest experts of Shengdu, never expected that one day he would end up injured by a bird's beak.

Who would believe it if he told people?

Han Ye struck out with his hand.

Unfortunately, it was too late; Little Nine had already flapped its wings and flown away. As it flew, it called out, “Cluck cluck cluck—cluck cluck cluck—”

Han Ye nearly fell off the tree.

Are you a gyrfalcon raised by chickens?

“There’s movement over there!”

Not far away, the patrolling guards heard Little Nine’s call.

This gyrfalcon had gained some notoriety in the academy's patrol team. The academy had been robbed a few times, and each time, it was Little Nine that discovered the thieves. Whenever it called out like this, the guards would guess if there were intruders sneaking into the academy again.

Han Ye was furious; despite all his planning, he hadn’t accounted for being thwarted by a bird.

He had no choice but to retreat for now.

However, the night was still long, and he would eventually seize his chance.

Han Ye waited until midnight.

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He hasn't finished his lines yet though…

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