After being told that, Xiao Hen couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Indeed, which brothers are like them?
Whenever they meet, they engage in various confrontations, ultimately trapping the two of them together.
Shangguan Qing looked at the azure sky dotted with white clouds and said, "Hey, aren't scholars supposed to be honest? Or is it different being top scholars compared to regular ones?"
"What?" Xiao Hen didn't immediately understand, also looking at the sky with a peculiar feeling.
Shangguan Qing said nonchalantly, "You stole my money bag, didn't you? And those antiques, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"
Not giving Xiao Hen a chance to argue, he hummed to himself, "I thought you were really a bookworm!"
Who knew you were actually a thick-skinned, black sesame paste-filled dumpling!
Even after being exposed, Xiao Hen didn't feel any embarrassment.
