Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 95 Security

The angry wife needs to be coaxed.

Jiang Fuyuan stepped forward decisively, his warm breath brushing his eyes. Zhong Liefeng's eyelashes trembled: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Fuyuan exhaled like orchid: "General Zhong has an empty skin, but he lacks literary talent in his belly."

Hearing this, Zhong Lianfeng's heart shrank. Did she dislike him?

He only learned to read from a wandering Taoist priest when he was a child. Later, he saved some scraps of money by hunting and cultivating on his own to buy books and read.

Although he has some knowledge of writing and calligraphy, he cannot compare with the scholars who studied in serious private schools.

Zhong Lianfeng dug his fingers into his palm and asked in a low voice: "Cizhan, can you..."

His voice was so soft that if Jiang Fuyuan hadn't been so close, he would have been ignored.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fuyuan's hot breath sprayed on his face, and his body, which was slightly cool after taking a bath, instantly became hot.

Jiang Fuyuan licked his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue and stared at the mouth with pale lips.

"It doesn't matter. My daughter-in-law is not talented enough, so let my husband teach you."

Zhong Lianfeng learned quickly and immediately took the initiative in the teaching.

The back of his head was held by two warm and trembling hands. Jiang Fuyuan instinctively stretched out his arms around the opponent's waist and fought back.

Unfortunately, she overestimated her fighting power and fell into a daze after a moment.

After kissing her until she was almost out of oxygen, Zhong Liefeng let go of his hands and breathed heavily.

Jiang Fuyuan leaned on his shoulder weakly, with the other person's breath and taste still lingering between her lips and teeth.

She sighed softly and said with emotion: "Daughter-in-law, you are really a good learner."

Zhong Lianfeng: "..."

The two hugged each other quietly for a while, and then they separated and sat down respectively after each other's breath was fully recovered.

"Are you happy?" Jiang Fuyuan looked at Zhong Liefeng with a smile in her eyes.

Zhong Lianfeng sat aside and looked back at her, humming in a low voice.

After coaxing his wife, Jiang Fuyuan was in a good mood, and even looked at the thick stack of talisman papers much more pleasing to the eye.

This is the peace charm Zhai Jinzu bought from her. There are 420 peace charms in total, and there are exactly 420 households in Bozhou City.

Zhai Jinzu didn't say the purpose, and Jiang Fuyuan had already guessed it, so she only charged one-tenth of the price.

Even a tenth of it would cost a lot of money, almost wiping out most of Zhai Jinzu's family fortune. Adding in the cost of the tall talisman and several large jars of cinnabar, the Bozhou magistrate's salary for so many years would probably have to go into it.

Nearly [-] peace talismans are no small project. In the past, it would have taken her a year and a half to paint them. Now that the people of Bozhou have enshrined them, it only takes her about three, four, five or six days?

As Jiang Fuyuan estimated the time needed, Zhong Liefeng's whisper came to his ears again.

"Are you... just a show-stopper?"

After asking this question, his eyes darkened, and the heart in his chest thumped in protest at his unbridled speech.

Zhong Lianfeng knew that he shouldn't ask this question. He expected her to veto, but was also afraid that she would say yes.

His face was disguised by the most skilled disguise master. Although it was very similar to his original appearance, it was not his true face after all. If she said she loved this skin, how should he deal with it? ?

But if she doesn't love Skin, what else can she love about him?Love him for deception?Don’t you dare to be honest about your love for him?Is loving him a liar?
The more Zhong Lianfeng thought about it, the more she felt that she deserved to be despised by her.

Jiang Fuyuan held a wolf-hair pen dipped in cinnabar and swung it around like a flying phoenix. She replied without raising her head: "I still love money."

Zhong Lianfeng immediately thought of the reward given to him by the second prince and the dozens of boxes of gold and silver he received in exchange for his military exploits.

"I have money!" Then he said again, his voice hoarse, "Will you love my money?"

Lang's pen continued to draw across the yellow paper without hesitation. Jiang Fuyuan took the time to glance at him and said: "Whatever your money, I belong to your husband, and your money is my money."

"I love my money and love your people."

Besides, now he can have her and be rich?

There is no rich list in Jingzhou, otherwise the name Mu Cizhan must be at the top of the list.

As soon as the words "the one who loves you" came out, Zhong Liefeng's arms and back muscles bulged at the same time, and his scalp became numb.After swallowing, his voice became hoarse: "If one day, I am no longer me, will you still love me?"

"Huh?" Jiang Fuyuan paused this time and simply put down the pen and turned to look at him: "Why do you ask? If you are not you, who else could you be?"

Zhong Lianfeng half-closed his eyes, his eyes wandering, not knowing how to answer.

He was also fed up with his chattering, like a harlot, but the happier he was at the moment, the more afraid he was that the day the truth was revealed, the people in front of him would look at him with strange eyes, question him...or forget. he.

After a long silence, Jiang Fuyuan heard Zhong Liefeng say: "If one day you can't recognize me, at least don't hate me."

Jiang Fuyuan:?

Why did he make such a request out of nowhere?

And the assumptions are weird.

Do you want to test whether she is sincere?

But this was also her first time in love, and she didn't know how to give the other person a sufficient sense of security.

Jiang Fuyuan's brain was spinning rapidly, trying to search for the correct answer, but to no avail.

She thought for a long time and said, "How about we practice dual cultivation."

Zhong Lianfeng:? ? ?

"I heard that the dual cultivation method can help both parties achieve physical and spiritual balance, harmonize yin and yang, and share life and soul."

The more Jiang Fuyuan thought about it, the more feasible it became. She said firmly: "As long as we practice dual cultivation, I will definitely not fail to recognize you."

Zhong Lianfeng: "...It's not necessary."

He didn't mean to covet her body when he said this!

Why did she make him sound like a pervert with evil intentions?
Zhong Lianfeng didn't want Jiang Fuyuan to come around and despise him even more in the future.

This doesn’t work either?Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyebrows. It's a bit hard to guess what this lovely wife is thinking...

A flash of inspiration struck her, and she came up with a great idea that could accomplish multiple things with one stone.

"Little Phoenix." Jiang Fuyuan smiled and hooked Zhong Lianfeng's palm with her little finger, "If I don't recognize you in the future, you can call me Little Phoenix. If you call me this nickname, I will definitely think of you. .”

This is the nickname given to her by her parents. Every time she gets into trouble or acts coquettishly, her parents will call her Little Phoenix in a long and soft tone.

"Little Phoenix, don't be naughty."

"Little Phoenix, look at the fairy grass that grandma found for you."

……

These are three words that completely belong to her. They are her past life, her warmest and most loving home, and also her biggest secret.

Now, she is willing to give Zhong Liefeng the right to call these three words.

In her name, in this world, call her.

"Little Phoenix..." Zhong Liefeng repeated softly, feeling the taste of these three words rolling between his lips and teeth.

"That's wrong." Jiang Fuyuan corrected softly, "Make the sound longer, like this..."

She imitated the most familiar tone: "Little Phoenix..."

Zhong Lianfeng looked into her eyes seriously and read word by word: "Little Phoenix..."

The same tone, the same tune, the same cherishment and love.

Jiang Fuyuan's nose felt sore, she hummed and leaned into his arms, saying in a slightly nasal voice: "My wife is great, she learns so quickly."

Zhong Lianfeng gently stroked her long hair and whispered: "It's the little Phoenix who taught her well."

"Please give Little Phoenix more guidance in the future."

　Hmm...it didn't pass the review this morning, everyone understands...so I'll repost it.

　　Idiom master and special teacher Jiang Fuyuan suffered a tragedy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)