Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 829
——Meng Chen, for you.

The girl raised her head slightly, and looked at him with a pair of clear eyes. Under the man's gaze, she seemed to want to lower her head, but she never lowered her head. She still raised her head and looked without hesitation.

A bluegrass.

The surface of the water is full of wind, and there is fragrance in the wind, and the moonlight of this day is permeated in the fragrance.

The girl's eyes are bright and bright, as if she has not experienced those pains, and they are full of longing and imagination when they are vaguely young.

The faint orchid grass, Gu Bi's intention, a gentleman alone, my heart is happy.

She is still holding it.

In this life, the bluegrass sent out for the first time.

Perhaps it was given to the woman by the men of Zhaoguo, but now, she is here.

Su Mengchen stood there, and the wind on the water swirled, blowing up the cloth clothes on the hem, circling around his feet, and sticking to his body, leaving faint traces.

His face was hidden in half-shadow, and nothing could be seen.

Xiaobai huddled there, tilting his head.

Master, what are you doing...

Song Wanzhi blinked, and raised the orchid grass in his hand slightly.

Here you go.

Only then did the man slowly raise his hand, and then, retracting his slender fingers, he grasped the orchid grass that the girl had held for a long time.

Song Wanzhi withdrew her hand.

The man still held the bluegrass in his hand.

There was a joyful smile in Song Wanzhi's eyes. She lowered her head, then gently moved her toes, and then raised her head again: "I'm leaving, I'm going to see Princess Qi."

The man still didn't speak.

Song Wanzhi smiled: "Then, take a good rest, I'll be leaving first."

The girl's face was still slightly red, she never liked to say these words, and the other party didn't seem to speak, she bit her lips lightly, then turned her head and left.

The pace was a little slow at first, but after a few steps, I couldn't help but speed up.

However, just as he quickened his pace, suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind, and then it passed through her waist, and squeezed her into his arms fiercely.

Song Wanzhi had never seen Su Mengchen use such force, as if he wanted to strangle her into his flesh and blood.

Her heart beat up inexplicably, very fast, and then, the man's lips suddenly turned, and it was burned on her neck that was blown away by the wind. Once it was burned off, it instantly burned like a fire, and then, he pressed against her , came and went.

She was broken by him, but the kiss never stopped. Song Wanzhi only felt that her chin and ears were invaded by the fiery kiss. Then, the man hugged her by the waist and walked into the bamboo building go.

Su Mengchen put her on the bed, leaned over and continued to kiss her.

Song Wanzhi gasped: "I, I'm going to see Princess Qi, she will be worried."

Su Mengchen held down the hand she wanted to get up, and said: "Don't worry, ask Xiaobai to go, it will be done."

Xiaobai let out a helpless "ow" outside.

Song Wanzhi stared at him blankly.

Su Mengchen lay beside her, and then hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Let me hug you."

When Song Wanzhi heard the man's voice, her heart softened in an instant. She smelled his breath, and then said "um" softly.

Su Mengchen said: "I wanted to talk to you tomorrow, but I still want to talk about it."

Song Wanzhi looked up at him: "What are you talking about?"

"I have some trivial matters, I need to leave." Su Mengchen said.

Song Wanzhi was stunned for a moment, and asked, "How long are you going to be away?"

Su Mengchen paused for a moment before saying, "Half a year."

Half a year.

Half a year, from the time we met to the present, even if Song Wanzhi had left alone, he had never been separated for such a long time.

Song Wanzhi was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I'll wait for you."

No matter how long you leave, I will wait for you.

Su Mengchen pulled the girl into his arms, and buried himself on her shoulder: "I will be back soon."

Song Wanzhi couldn't help stretching out her hands and hugged him tightly.

Never had a parting ever made her feel so hard to let go.

Song Wanzhi asked, "What are you going to do?"

Su Mengchen looked down at her: "Yes, something about my parents."

When Song Wanzhi heard this, she immediately propped herself up: "Meng Chen, your parents..."

Su Mengchen looked at the girl's concerned eyes, raised her hand, pressed her into his arms, and smiled slowly: "It's no big deal, although I have never seen them since I was born, but the last time By chance, I found something they left behind. Recently, I have faintly felt their aura, so I want to take a look."

Song Wanzhi pressed against his chest, and hearing Su Mengchen say this, the reluctance and sighs in her heart due to the upcoming parting also faded away, and she couldn't help but said happily: "If you can find it, it will be a great pleasure." Okay, I also want to pay my respects."

Su Mengchen leaned there, stroking her satin-like hair: "Of course, if you can find it, let them come and see their daughter-in-law."

Song Wanzhi's face burned slightly, then she paused again, before she said: "Mengchen, I, I was married before."

Su Mengchen asked with a smile: "So what?"

so what?

Song Wanzhi was taken aback for a moment, then closed his eyes and hugged him deeply.

Some things can't be said, can't be said, can't be said.

Su Mengchen raised his hand, took her into his arms, hugged her, and looked at the orchid grass that was still pinched in his palm.

He lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms gently.

With a peaceful smile on her lips, she leaned into his arms, grabbed his clothes with both hands, and held them in her palms.

A hand that won't let go.

-

Su Mengchen left.

Xiaobai was sent away.

Come June.

"Lin Yousi" became famous because of the "personal female official" of Empress Zhao, and the Prince Zheng's Mansion also disappeared for a period of time. Quite happy.

Lin Sili was taken in by Zhong Luo as a closed disciple. Zhong Luo was a stern and selfless person. He had experienced many ups and downs as an official, but everyone respected him from the empress to the common people. It was Princess Yining who wanted to follow him Studying was rejected by him.Therefore, to be recognized by Zhong Yanluo is a happy thing for everyone.

Song Wanzhi lived in the palace, and followed Zhaohou, and followed her every day from Mao.

This is the Empress Zhao whom Song Wanzhi has never seen before.

Every day before the morning court, she would go around the palace to feed the Beiming fish in the cold pond. After the morning court, she would deal with government affairs, and in the afternoon, she would also deal with various things. At night, she had some When she was tired, she would ask Song Wanzhi to read the memorial for her and deal with the last thing, and Song Wanzhi would write comments for her corrections, and then cover the seal that symbolized royal power.

At this time, Song Wanzhi would be in a trance. Is this woman still the Aunt Suyin in memory?

At that time, Empress Zhao never asked about political affairs. What she worried about was what they ate, what they wore, what they learned, and whether they had caused any trouble in the temple. When Song Wanzhi lived in the palace, she couldn't help it. Zhu Huanxi, she was still young at that time, she would hold her in her arms at night, tell her stories in a soft and soft voice, and she would put on all kinds of clothes when she woke up in a daze the next day. and said with a slight smile, "My Ah Wan is so good."

At that time, she accidentally broke into the palace where she lived with Emperor Zhao, and she would often see Emperor Zhao propping his eyebrows in front of her. At that time, the young wife looked at the handsome emperor with hesitation, her face was full of happiness of light.

What now?
Although she always had a smile on her face, that smile no longer had the radiance of youth and happiness, but it was only four years ago, and the decision she made already carried a vague sense of killing.

However, when she was feeding the pool of Beiming fish, Song Wanzhi seemed to be able to feel Zeng Zhaohou's appearance. He held her in his arms when she was very young, and then pointed to the swimming fish at the bottom of the water and said: "Look, Ah Wan, this is Beiming Youyu. It looks beautiful, right? Hey, Beiming Youyu, its name is Kun. I heard it is a very powerful thing."

The smile seemed to still be there.

But now, Empress Zhao is sitting in front of the table, put down the "Heart Sutra", then raised her head and looked at Song Wanzhi with a smile: "How did you feel when you were in the folk?"

Song Wanzhi paused in his heart, and then smiled and said, "When my daughter was in the folk, she felt happy. When she was with them, she often felt the happiness of ordinary people, because she was easy to be satisfied. During the Chinese New Year, there was a new dress, and I was hungry. There is a piece of hot cake when you are thirsty, and a drink of water when you are thirsty. You don’t need how beautiful the clothes are, how delicious the hot cakes are, or how sweet the saliva is, just having them is enough.”

Zhaohou's eyes fell on Song Wanzhi, and she stood up: "Follow me."

He said and took a step.

Song Wanzhi followed behind.

She walked out of the palace and walked towards the back mountain. The back mountain was deserted and there were only clean stone steps winding up.

Empress Zhao stopped for a while halfway up the mountain. On the halfway up, there was a huge boulder flying out of a cliff.

Zhaohou stood on it, and then stretched out his hand to her: "Come here, child."

Song Wanzhi walked to her side.

Zhao Hou said: "In the past four years, I have stood here almost every night, do you know what I am looking at?"

Song Wanzhi said: "Look at the people in the world?"

Zhao Hou smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't look at it, I only look at the sky."

Song Wanzhi looked up.

There was nothing in the sky tonight, only darkness swept across, but Song Wanzhi could vaguely feel the appearance of stars outside the boundless empty clouds.

Legend has it that if one reaches the realm of a sage and first enters the realm of returning to the stars, one will be able to glimpse one's own stars. In the vast sea of ​​stars, one has one's own unique light.

But Zhao Hou naturally wouldn't be looking at the stars that represent all living beings.

Because, as far as she knew, she was just an ordinary girl who had never even touched the so-called practice since she was a child.

Zhaohou said with his hands behind his back: "I look at the sky, and when I look at the sky often, I feel how insignificant people are, and then I have some other moods."

Other moods?
Is it eternal serenity and humility?Or are you dissatisfied with the insignificance of human beings and are doomed to be overwhelmed by this struggle?
Song Wanzhi looked at her.

Song Wanzhi almost wanted to reach out and hug her. Back then, the charming wife who made her husband Thrush eyebrows, and the woman who cried anxiously for her, experienced the sudden death of her husband and the coma of her son in just four years. Standing here and becoming the admiration of the entire Zhao country, how much loneliness and pain do you have to endure?
At this moment, even if she didn't understand, Song Wanzhi couldn't even feel any resentment towards her who destroyed the Liang Palace and put Dugu Sanren to death with one sentence.

Zhaohou stood for a while, then smiled: "Let's go, kid, don't look too long, don't be like me."

She turned around and walked down the mountain.

Song Wanzhi raised his head to look at the sky, and then followed behind Zhaohou with strides.

Don't be like her.

how?

-

There seems to be no major event in Zhao Kingdom recently, except for some sacrifices in the temple, but these sacrifices will not involve the palace and the people, so the papers handed over in the past few days are all about floods and plagues, arrange disaster relief, carry out Drug distribution and collection.

After the morning court that day, Empress Zhao said to her: "You go to the temple, these are the things that the temple priests need recently, you go and show them, if these are enough, if not, come back and tell me."

"Yes. Empress." Song Wanzhi took Huangbo with both hands, and then walked outside.

Although as the queen's personal female officer, she was equipped with a special walking chariot, Song Wanzhi was not used to it, so she walked towards the temple on foot.

To get to the temple, you need to go through the most prosperous Sima Avenue in Zhao Kingdom.

She was wearing the red and white ladies' clothes of the palace, walking in the crowd, she was also strangely eye-catching, people only glanced at it once or twice at first, and then their eyes showed surprise.

Because, two months have passed, this is the first time he saw Song Wanzhi.

The girl in front of her still had that ordinary face, but she didn't know whether she was wearing that dress or something else, so she naturally had an indescribable charm.

People want to call her, but they feel ashamed when they think of what they said to her in the female officer competition that day.

As a result, the entire street seemed strangely silent.

In Zhaodu in the morning, there was still a long-lost aroma. Song Wanzhi smelled the aroma of hot cakes, turned around immediately, and walked to the side.

"Give me two pumpkin cakes, please."

The boy who sold pumpkin cakes was stunned for a moment.

Song Wanzhi smiled again: "I liked to eat this food when I was a child, and smelling what you made reminds me of my childhood."

The little brother hurriedly stammered: "You, you wait."

His face was flushed, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick up the thing. Because it was too hot, he couldn't hold it stably, and when he became unstable, it fell straight to the ground.

With a "pop", the golden surface was covered with dust.

Song Wanzhi bent down and picked up the pumpkin cake.

"Miss You Si, no, no, it's dirty." He blushed.

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "It's not easy to make things. It's just a little dirty. I'll take it back and clean it."

The little brother couldn't say a word for a while.

Song Wanzhi put the coin in Jiang's hand into his palm: "Thank you."

The little brother held the copper coin, watched Song Wanzhi walk forward, and hurriedly chased after him: "Miss You Si, no, I don't want money."

Song Wanzhi stopped and looked back at him.

The little brother blushed, a little ashamed, holding the copper coin in both hands, looking embarrassed.

At this time, a copper coin handed over is no longer a copper coin.

Song Wanzhi lowered her eyes slightly, then stretched out her hand and picked up the copper coin in his palm: "Thank you for inviting me to eat."

The little brother breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled happily in an instant.

Song Wanzhi also smiled slightly, then turned and walked forward.

And when Song Wanzhi turned around and took a few steps, a large group of people rushed over in an instant, handing things to Song Wanzhi.

"Miss You Si! This is mung bean cake, and it's delicious!"

"This is a small golden fish. It's fried and crispy. Eat it at night!"

"Miss You Si, my ancestral recipe! It's so fragrant and sweet that no one else can make it!"

Song Wanzhi was instantly overwhelmed.

She went shopping or took back the copper plate just now, but she wanted to tell everyone that she didn't mind what happened back then. People respect the strong, just like seeing the stars and the moon, only seeing their light, because At some point, these lights represent ideals that they will never be able to realize, so they will also forget that the stars and the moon just exist in the vast sky.

But now, facing so much enthusiasm, Song Wanzhi didn't know what to do for a moment.

She could only open her mouth and said: "You Si thank you for your kindness, but now You Si can't take so many things from everyone, so, wait for You Si to eat before coming back, is it okay?"

Immediately, people around said: "That's right! Miss You Si has something to do, and we can't take it down. Why don't we send Miss You Si to Prince Qi's Mansion! Let Miss You Si eat slowly in the future!"

This voice was immediately echoed by everyone, but Song Wanzhi hadn't spoken yet, and the people around had already rushed towards Qi Wang's mansion with their things in their hands.

Song Wanzhi: ...

Song Wanzhi couldn't help smiling and shaking his head.

Song Wanzhi raised her feet and walked forward. People smiled at her along the way, and some even greeted her boldly. Song Wanzhi responded with a smile.

However, when she responded, a vigorous voice came over.

"Lin Yousi."

When the people heard the voice, they immediately fell silent, and then all looked at the voice.

A steel-like old man in pale clothes stood there.

Even though he restrained his strength, the place where he was standing was still filled with a boundless smell of blood. People involuntarily moved to the side, and then looked at Song Wanzhi with a pale face.

This old man has a name that no one in Zhao Kingdom knows, and he ranks first among the five god generals, the red general Chu Jiangliu.

At the same time, he is also the grandfather who holds Chu Heguang in his palm.

And Chu Heguang was abolished by Song Wanzhi.

Everyone can imagine how long this old man has been waiting for Song Wanzhi until today to find a day for Song Wanzhi to come out.

He couldn't kill Song Wanzhi because she was the queen's personal servant.

But he was able to abolish her, because he was the head of the five generals.

The ten-mile long street suddenly fell into extreme silence.

The crowd moved aside involuntarily, and then gave up the entire avenue to the person in front of them.

Song Wanzhi bent slightly towards him: "General Chu, hello."

Chu Jiangliu didn't speak.

However, although he didn't speak, a soundless air flow began to seep out along the soles of his feet, and then, the fine dust on the ground suddenly solidified.

However, at the moment of freezing, people heard a sound.

The solid ground suddenly cracked a small crack, and then extended towards the girl on the opposite side.

However, he could clearly feel how powerful the vigor was, but all the power was controlled by him within this line, and then spread towards Song Wanzhi.

Even though Song Wanzhi defeated Chu Heguang with one move at the beginning, Song Wanzhi had no hope for Chu Jiangliu at all.

Song Wanzhi still stood there, unmoved, his body still in the most relaxed posture.

It seemed that he had no idea how hostile the people in front of him were towards him.

The tiny crack still spread silently towards the soles of Song Wanzhi's feet.

Song Wanzhi still bent over slightly and did nothing.

In the end, the tiny gap suddenly stopped in front of the girl.

Then, Chu Jiangliu's voice slid by her ears.

"I seem to remember that this pumpkin cake was not available in the place where Miss Lin used to live."

Song Wanzhi still didn't speak, but she straightened up and looked at the old man opposite with a smile.

Chu Jiangliu looked at her heavily, then took out a bag of gold and silver from his sleeve, and threw it into the hands of the little catcher next to him.

"Take this little money, make up for the road, and keep the rest for yourself."

The little catcher took it with both hands, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, the little one will do it right away."

Chu Jiangliu's eyes intersected with Song Wanzhi's, and then he turned around and left.

Song Wanzhi looked at his back, smiled slightly, and then walked forward.

At least some things have not changed.

　Just got back from the hospital, sorry for being late again
　　
　
(End of this chapter)