Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 101

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes, saw Su Fengjin staring at him blankly, smiled suddenly, reached out and pinched her nose: "Hungry?"

Su Fengjin's complexion changed, and she shook her head: "I'm not hungry."

"I've been looking for you for three days and three nights, just treat it as being with me, huh?" He looked at Su Fengjin with a smile on his face. This person always looked coldly at others, but when he saw Su Fengjin, he was like a child again. , Emotional and shameless.

Su Fengjin wrapped the quilt and stared at him: "Who allowed you to climb onto my bed."

Zhan Qingcheng rubbed his nose, lay on the bed with a big thorn, one hand on his bent leg, showing a bit of arrogance of a playboy: "I don't know who is pulling my sleeve and forbidding me Let's go, why, now that I'm done with you, you turn your back on it? Look at my face, but I have to be responsible. "

Wrapped in the quilt, Su Fengjin looked at him sullenly, was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Old lady...how is it?"

Zhan Qingcheng pondered for a while holding the underwear beside the bed, then waved to her: "Come here, I'll change your clothes for you."

"Why don't you go." Su Fengjin stared at him defensively, the sun made the early autumn weather very comfortable, Su Fengjin almost forgot the painful and distorted experience in the dark underground.

"Get up, get dressed and I'll take you to eat your favorite food." Zhan Qingcheng waved to her, smiling.

Su Fengjin was dragged over by Zhan Qingcheng, and Zhan Qingcheng waited on her to get dressed. Although the movements were jerky, they were gentle, but it was a pity that the belts on the clothes were all knotted by him, so Su Fengjin didn't mind seeing her What do you say, he half-kneeled on the ground, putting on shoes for Su Fengjin, Su Fengjin suddenly felt a little uneasy, for her, this was more like the last meal of a death row prisoner, and the days of being too comfortable were frightening instead, after all It doesn't belong to her.

"You...you don't have to do this." Su Fengjin felt awkward for a moment.

Zhan Qingcheng raised his head and smiled brightly: "Madam is you going to reward me?"

"No." Su Fengjin stepped on the ground and felt that the floor was like cotton candy. Her steps were a little vain. Now that I think about it, it's fortunate that the masked man washed her stomach, otherwise she might really want to vomit died.

Zhan Qingcheng walked slowly, led Su Fengjin into the carriage, and went straight to the Dongfeng Pavilion Restaurant. It was noon, a good time for dinner, and the restaurant was full of guests, laughing and chatting loudly, Zhan Qing Su Fengjin took Su Fengjin's hand upstairs, Su Fengjin struggled constantly, and whispered: "Don't drag me, I will walk by myself."

"What's wrong with me dragging my wife's room? Others can still gossip." Zhan Qingcheng insisted on dragging her, and pulled her upstairs to a private seat. Su Fengjin saw that there were two other people in the private seat, and only realized when she saw clearly. It was Zhao Ruancheng and his new wife, Fu Wenying, who was two months pregnant.

Fu Wenying was stunned for a moment, and then she pulled the corners of her lips into a gentle smile: "It's a coincidence that I met the general, the general's wife, do you want to have dinner together?"

Zhan Qingcheng played with Su Fengjin's hand, and smiled casually: "No, my wife is quiet, and I'm afraid she won't be able to eat if there are too many people."

Zhao Ruancheng stood in the position, his gaze fell directly on the pale Su Fengjin's face. When he heard the news of her disappearance, he also searched for it in private for a long time. Seeing that she was fine now, it was worth the busy work.

Fu Wenying looked at the scar on Zhan Qingcheng's face and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with General Zhan? Could it be that he was injured when he was catching the remnants earlier? This injury to the head is not something else, the general should be more careful." .”

Zhan Qingcheng squeezed Su Fengjin's hand, and suddenly put it to his lips and kissed it: "It turned out that I was too abrupt, and my wife gave it to me. Let's use it next door."

Zhao Ruancheng smiled stiffly, but his voice was gentle, and he ordered to Xiaoer who was behind him: "General Zhan's account will also be recorded with me."

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: "The general's mansion can still afford the money, but this general has to start thinking about the money for raising children, and if he can save some money, the general will accept Mr. Zhao's wish. "

Zhao Ruancheng looked at Su Fengjin's stomach suddenly, and Su Fengjin felt inexplicably embarrassed by his gaze. If Zhao Ruancheng hadn't instructed that surnamed Chen in the prison, Su Fengjin... wouldn't have suffered those pains.

She suddenly intertwined with Zhan Qingcheng's fingers, timid but with a bit of indomitable decency: "I was in the cell earlier, thank you Mr. Zhao, general, let's treat this meal."

She said we.

Zhan Qingcheng's smile brightened suddenly, and the spring breeze filled his face with sunshine: "Then follow what my beloved wife said."

beloved wife...

The panic in Su Fengjin's heart inexplicably deepened, and she bowed to Zhao Ruancheng and went to the next door.

Anji was ordering people to arrange the dishes, and seeing Su Fengjin and Zhan Qingcheng coming hand in hand, she gave Zhan Qingcheng an ambiguous look: "Yo, it's rare that the grandma finally understands the mind of the master, congratulations."

Zhan Qingcheng opened the chair for Su Fengjin to sit down first, and pointed to the dishes on the table: "I asked Aunt Fang, these were all your favorite dishes, and you have lost a lot of weight these days, and you will have to make up for them in the future .”

Su Fengjin was also hungry, so she picked some vegetarian dishes to eat.

Zhan Qingcheng left a bowl of soup for her, the soup was blood-yellow, Su Fengjin suddenly felt disgusted, rushed to the spittoon and vomited, and all the food she ate vomited out again.

Anji smiled meanly: "Grandpa, isn't grandma pregnant?"

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at him murderously: "Prepare the car and go to Zhang's residence."

Su Fengjin shook her head, took Zhan Qingcheng's handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "It's okay, I just remembered some bad things, a little disgusting."

An Ji leaned over and said in a low voice: "Is Xu really pregnant? I heard that Grandma also vomited badly when she was in the east room, what if it is true?"

Zhan Qingcheng's face was gloomy: "Go out."

"Yes, I'm going to prepare the carriage now."

Su Fengjin was sitting on the chair, tightly holding the handkerchief in her hand, her face pale and tight, Zhan Qingcheng pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder.The sun came in from the outside, and the whole room was filled with the aroma of food, but Su Fengjin was tasteless, her stomach was empty and burned, but she didn't want to eat those.

"Jin'er, it's my fault. I came late. Don't treat yourself like this. I don't have any complaints about your domestic violence." He had already asked those people, and the drink Su Fengjin drank was mixed with blood. I also know the muddy water, but I never thought that Anji would order such a soup, which is really a mistake.

"Zhan Qingcheng, am I unlucky?" Su Fengjin curled up in Zhan Qingcheng's arms, the hot temperature coming from behind warmed her body, but also burned her heart.

"No, it's my fault. If I had protected you by my side that day, maybe it would have been different, Jin'er, I thought there were only so many of them." Or, it would be different if you brought Huansha with you, at least Someone was there to protect her.

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes and smiled lightly. She stared at the figures of the two people on the ground in a daze. Zhan Qingcheng rubbed her hair and said softly, "Eat something more, okay? You can eat whatever I eat."

Seeing Su Fengjin clutching his stomach and silently making a sound, Zhan Qingcheng carried her to the table where the dishes had been changed and sat down.

Su Fengjin was pretty good, let Zhan Qingcheng feed him, vomited after feeding, vomited and then continued to eat, Zhan Qingcheng had already eaten six bowls of rice and swept eight dishes, so it was probably not light.

Su Fengjin suddenly knocked off the chopsticks in his hand, and burst into tears: "Zhan Qingcheng, what are you doing, you don't have to do this for me..."

Zhan Qingcheng silently took another pair of chopsticks, picked up some dried bamboo shoots, and said with a smile: "Hey, let's eat some more."

"I don't want to eat." Su Fengjin turned her face away, tears dripped on Zhan Qingcheng's hands, and with a slight coolness, they poured into Zhan Qingcheng's heart.

The wind blew the curtains behind the setting sun, the lights were lit in the room, and the spittoon on the side was cleared several times. Anji stood beside him distressed and helpless, so he didn't have much to say, but lamented that his general also learned to dig out his heart and lungs I love a woman, this looks very much like the old general back then.

"March, what is a mere six bowls of rice? We were trapped in Yongzhou City for more than a year, and we even ate up the grassroots of Yongzhou City." Zhan Qingcheng realized that what he said was meaningless, and said with a smile: " The battlefield used to be blood licking, some experiences tell you, I'm afraid you will be afraid."

Su Fengjin looked up at him, her soft hair rubbed against his chin, her heart suddenly softened into mud, pressing a person into the dust, and a flower called tenderness bloomed.

"When I was trapped in the desert without water and drank the blood of the enemy, I walked out of the desert for more than half a month. At that time, I was close to death. Jin'er, you have to understand that sometimes, surviving is more important than what you have done .”

Su Fengjin couldn't imagine how difficult the days of Zhan Qingcheng's army were, and Anji beside him said in a low voice: "Grandma, in fact, the wounds on my body are also from the war, and I almost died several times. Although I killed people like hemp, But if you walk upright and sit upright, if those barbarians from the Northern Jin Dynasty did not repeatedly commit crimes..."

"Change the dishes." Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Anji, Anji felt the knife whizzing in his eyes, turned around and ran away.

The dishes were replaced with new ones, and Zhan Qingcheng still fed them in a leisurely manner. Su Fengjin didn't vomit this time, but she wanted to vomit, and she tried her best to bear it, and ate half a bowl. He couldn't eat anymore and was still stuffing it into his mouth, so he simply took away his bowl and chopsticks.

"I eat it myself."

Zhan Qingcheng stroked her hair with a smile: "So cute."

Su Fengjin only took a few mouthfuls and then put down her chopsticks. When Zhan Qingcheng walked out of the Dongfeng Pavilion wine shop with her, the lights outside were already dim.

Because Dongfengting Restaurant is located in the middle of the busy city, it is extraordinarily lively at night. Seeing that they were all holding lamps in their hands and tied red strings in their hands, Su Fengjin was a little confused: "There are a lot of people."

"Today is Qixi Festival. Those who are not married will beg for a coincidence, and those who are married will come to this street." Zhan Qingcheng took her hand and joined the pedestrians.

Su Fengjin finally smiled as she watched the bustle of people coming and going. Su Fengjin's smiling face in the dim light was like a little bit of color in life, dyeing the whole world of Zhan Qingcheng a little bit.

He has been fighting for many years, thinking that in this life, only the shroud of horse leather will survive and die on the battlefield. He never thought that there would be a time when he could have a little girl of his own.

(End of this chapter)