Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 105 Mr. Yuliu?

Qing Ruyu followed all the way, she stood under an exquisite lamp three steps away from Zhan Qingcheng, holding a veil, with a bit of sadness in her face, she just looked at him silently, without speaking.

Zhan Qingcheng sighed: "Go back."

"Ah Cheng, you once said that my heart is broken and I can't change it, but now... are you going to let go of the past? But because of her?" She didn't use any indecent words to Su Fengjin, just The word "her" is self-evidently ambiguous.

"It turned out that I was sorry for you, and it had nothing to do with her. Go back." He turned around and went back to the mansion through the side door.

Qing Ruyu pinched the handkerchief and stared at his back, biting her lips to hold back tears, thinking about it now, but she really didn't know what went wrong, she actually pointed Su Fengjin to Zhan Qingcheng today, all the previous things Now it has been broken overnight, and it will never return to its original shape.

The servant girl next to Qing Ruyu supported her, and said distressedly: "You are the Miss Xiangfu, you are a high-ranking lady, we have treated him like this, there are too many men who like Miss."

The two were also childhood sweethearts, but since the old general passed away, Zhan Qingcheng seldom interacted with the Prime Minister's House, and the court was divided into civil and military factions, and every time they collided, there was always a lot of trouble.

Qing Ruyu stared at the side door which was slowly closing, silent.

No matter how good a man is in this world, no one can compare to Zhan Qingcheng.

Not far away, a young man in white swayed over, holding a folding fan in his hand and smiling: "I didn't expect to meet Miss Qing here, what a coincidence."

Qing Ruyu glanced at him in disgust: "Fu Wenshu? What are you doing here?"

Fu Wenshu is Fu Wenying's elder brother, the dude of Taifu Fu's family. He likes to wander among the beauties in the flower street on weekdays, and he has no integrity at all.

"I'm here to send the second miss back home. Recently I heard that there are remnants of crimes committed in Chang'an City. The second miss should be more careful." Fu Wenshu waved his fan, and his body, which was as weak as a chicken and would fall down when pushed, was still Have the face to say something like protecting others.

Qing Ruyu straightened her handkerchief, her voice was gentle and pleasant: "Don't worry about it."

"Second miss's words are wrong. At any rate, the Su family of the general's mansion was also my sister's rival in love, and now she is your rival in love. How could it be irrelevant? Second miss, why don't you come with me? I said to Er Miss, listen?" This Fu Wenshu was born gentle and delicate, with a dandy appearance in his temperament, compared with Li Junzhi and others, he is simply outstanding in his profligacy!No matter how bad Song Renyi was, he didn't bring those girls back to the mansion, but this Fu Wenshu was different. Whenever he messed with girls outside, he always asked his sister to clean up the mess for her.

It's really a waste of such a scholarly family, every time Taifu Fu is so angry with this worthless dude that he vomits blood.

Qing Ruyu looked down on such a person, and always felt that such a person was not worthy of her shoes.

"No, I'm not interested in hearing what you said." Qing Ruyu took the maid's hand and hurried away.

Fu Wenshu smelled the hands that brushed Qing Ruyu's robe, and smiled deeply: "She is really the number one beauty, every where is fragrant."

As the night slowly settled down, Fu Wenshu glanced at the dimly lit General's Mansion, smiled and walked down Huajie, waving his folding fan.

Dongwu Chunya and Wanzhu in the General's Mansion have finished begging for a coincidence, and they are packing up their things right now.

Seeing Su Fengjin running back sullenly, Aunt Fang was a little suspicious: "What's the matter?"

Su Fengjin poured a cup of tea, drank half of it, and suddenly felt that she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Chun Ya had sharp eyes, looked at the red string around Su Fengjin's wrist, and smiled ambiguously: "Look at that red string, grandma used to go to the Yuelao Temple that my grandfather went to? That's right, don't both husband and wife have to do this?" Is it okay? If you are free in the future, go to the old lady's place again, serve more, and show your sincerity. The old lady is also a talent in everyone, and she will not care about you so much. This day will also begin Feel better."

Wanzhu looked at the white jade hairpin in Su Fengjin's hair and smiled: "Miss, your hairpin is so beautiful, and it was given to you by the master? It looks like charcoal against your hair, so beautiful."

Su Fengjin touched the hairpin, pulled it off suddenly, and threw it on the table, angrily: "I bought it myself, and put it in the box."

"It's very beautiful. It's quite expensive, miss..." Wanzhu touched the jade, and it felt very good in the hand. It made people feel happy at first sight.

Su Fengjin took the handkerchief handed over by Aunt Fang and wiped her face: "I bought it for three pennies. If you like it, I'll sell it to you for three pennies."

Wan Zhu stared at the hairpin in a daze: "Miss, this style and material are excellent..." Three pennies?Has my lady been cheated?However, I haven't heard that there are fewer cheaters.

"I'm asleep." Su Fengjin stepped into the inner room, and Aunt Fang followed her in and undressed her.

Su Fengjin suddenly remembered the purse hidden in her sleeve, took it out and put it in the sewing basket, and embroidered it for the masked man when she was free.

Aunt Fang looked at the sky outside, it was already three quarters of the ugly hour, and it would be dawn in about two hours, so she took a nap beside the bed.

Zhan Qingcheng quietly climbed up the window again, sneaking up to Su Fengjin's bedside like a thief, carefully lifted the quilt and lay in, did nothing but lay on his side, looking at the sleepy Su Fengjin, Suddenly feel satisfied.

He did have an oath with Qing Ruyu, but now that he has Su Fengjin, no matter how the mansion is, he will definitely not welcome Qing Ruyu in.From the moment he fell in love with Su Fengjin, he knew that he would never marry Qing Ruyu again in this life.

Su Fengjin was probably tired and slept soundly. She woke up at noon the next day. The floor-to-ceiling windows outside the house were just opening, and some cherry blossoms came in through the white plain curtain. Some of them flew to the bedside. Su Fengjin got up, I feel refreshed a lot.

Aunt Fang came to help her change clothes and wash, smiling like a flower: "Grandma is going home today, why don't you wear something festive? What do you think of this peachy color?"

Su Fengjin cleansed her face, sat in front of the mirror and held the beads to pull her hair.

"Aunt Fang, I think that lake blue one looks good. Today I'm wearing the dark blue one. It looks more festive when I wear it with a pair." After Qiu taught something, he was very clever, and his whole body seemed to have vitality, and he was alive and well.

Su Fengjin looked at the person in the mirror, stretched out her hand to see the uncontrollable joy on the corner of her lips, and felt a little melancholy for no reason.

Wanzhu tied a hairpin for her, and a golden lotus hairpin was inserted obliquely on top of her head.Holding an ink fan in his hand, he was wearing a lake-blue satin embroidered butterfly skirt and a pair of phoenix-embroidered shoes on his feet.After she was dressed, Aunt Fang pointed out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Su Fengjin went closer to take a look, and saw that Zhan Qingcheng was sitting on the cherry blossom tree surrounded by three people, hanging a wooden sign, with red strings strung under the wooden sign, the breeze blowing, the red strings and the bells on the eaves were crisp With a loud noise, Zhan Qingcheng grinned at her, and cracks began to appear in Su Fengjin's line of defense.

She went closer, held a wooden sign and looked at it. Seeing the book, she was so sad that she couldn't live without me.Yu Xi Xun Xi, do not believe me.

Su Fengjin has actually read some books. Those knowledge were taught by her master, and she never reveals them to others easily.

She knows this sentence, it comes from the Book of Songs.In the article "Drumming", the last sentence of this sentence is.Life and death are in agreement with each other, and they talk with Zicheng.Hold your hand and grow old with you.Words like this are often used on the battlefield to inspire those who die in battle to live and die together, and these words are used here...

"What are you doing? Are you looking for a place to shelter the undead on the battlefield?" Su Fengjin originally understood this way, and the Zhan Qingcheng with the wooden sign almost fell from the tree.

In fact, there are not many signs on this tree, and they are scattered here and there, which looks a bit thin. There is a table under the tree, and there are pens, inkstones and some wooden signs on it.

Zhan Qingcheng jumped down from the tree and came to Su Fengjin, dumbfounded: "I was thinking last night, if there is something you and I can't say, write it here, then hang it on the tree, and at the end Write the date here, and if I see you in the future, I will get back to you, so that there will be no misunderstanding."

Su Fengjin shook the wooden sign that was taken down: "Yu Qikuo, I'm not alive. Isn't it a word used on the battlefield?"

"I think it's more suitable for you and me. Come on, what do you want to write?" Zhan Qingcheng pulled Su Fengjin to the table, took a wooden sign and handed it to her. Su Fengjin saw that the wooden sign was wrong. Disaster.

"What do you want to write? After finishing writing, go to the Su Mansion for dinner." Zhan Qingcheng grabbed her hand and sat down with thick ink.

Su Fengjin looked at the newly made bamboo piece, was silent for a while, then shook her head: "I don't know what to write."

"Then write our names." Zhan Qingcheng held her hand, stroke by stroke, first wrote the three characters Su Fengjin, the handwriting was vigorous but very serious.

Su Fengjin couldn't help being stunned, she didn't expect that he could write such a beautiful small seal script.

"You write mine." Zhan Qingcheng let go of his hand, looking at the other half of the place that was vacant.

Su Fengjin was nervous: "I'm afraid I can't write well."

"Mr. Yuliu must be so humble?" He lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, with a little pride in his eyes. Although Su Fengjin didn't say anything, with Zhan Qingcheng's strength, there was nothing he couldn't find out.

Su Fengjin was a little helpless: "I do know Mr. Yuliu, but I'm really not Mr. Yuliu. I can't write this Xiaozhuan well either. If you ask me to write it, I'm afraid it will destroy this piece of bamboo."

Zhan Qingcheng was suspicious: "Then Rumeng Ling was not written by you?"

"If I had that talent, I wouldn't let others bully me." Su Fengjin drooped her eyes, swirling in the inkstone with ink on her pen, her complexion a little pale.

Zhan Qingcheng rested his chin on her shoulder, and smiled brightly: "Wouldn't it be better? I will teach you Hongxiu Tianxiang to read at night for my husband. Wouldn't it be a good thing when it rains at night in Bashan?"

Su Fengjin's face was reddish, she turned her head and pinched his face, touched the wound on his forehead, then retracted her hand, angrily said: "Can you show some face! Restrain yourself!"

Zhan Qingcheng chuckled softly: "Can't my beloved wife see it? I'm already restrained as a husband, when will we make up the medicine and candle night?"

(End of this chapter)