Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 126
Seeing that another day had passed, Su Fengjin was sitting under the window, looking at the setting sun above the window, thinking, it is rare that there is a sunny day today, if it rains like this every day, then the east room might be flooded again. Soaked.

There were a few newcomers in the cell who saw the commotion, crying and shouting that they were wronged, and when the jailer got annoyed with the shouting, they would open the door and go in and beat them up. In this place, is it true that they are wronged? It's not that important anymore.

Today those people were beaten violently again, Su Fengjin listened silently, the sound of beating for a while before it quieted down, and then came the sound of knocking and beating, faintly, Su Fengjin looked a bit empty There was only a bed, a table, and a chair in the room. The sound was getting closer and closer, and suddenly the floor on the ground began to loosen. Su Fengjin was startled, stood up from the chair, and hid behind the chair, on guard. Look at the shaking slate.

After a while, the stone slab was pried open, revealing a hole that could allow one person to pass through. Su Fengjin stared at Zhan Qingcheng who crawled out of the hole, dumbfounded.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't care about patting the ashes on his body, and strode towards Su Fengjin. Su Fengjin froze in place in fright, looking at Zhan Qingcheng with a haggard face and stubble, until Zhan Qingcheng pinched her face viciously She said: "Su Fengjin, you are so bold that you dare to divorce me? Huh?"

"You...how do you..." Su Fengjin saw that Zhan Qingcheng had tied the knot, and couldn't finish his sentence.

The anger that had been tortured to almost disappear these days gradually returned, and the blood in the chest began to flow back again. Su Fengjin thought that she would eventually fall into the hands of this person.

"Su Fengjin, I only saw you clearly today." Zhan Qingcheng pinched her face for a while and played with it for a while, and then stopped when he saw her face turned red.

Su Fengjin twisted her sleeves with downcast eyes, and said anxiously: "It turns out that I got you into trouble."

"That's why I'm here to accompany you in jail." Zhan Qingcheng glanced around the prison, finally sat down by the bed, and waved to Su Fengjin.

Su Fengjin twisted her sleeves and looked at him uneasily: "How do you know I'm here?"

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and smiled brightly: "I tell you today, if you die, I won't live either."

Su Fengjin didn't believe his words until Huan Shamu moved a bunch of things out of the hole with a face.

Huansha put away the tea set, books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone one by one, and knelt down in front of Su Fengjin.

Su Fengjin hurriedly helped him up: "What are you doing?"

Huansha lowered her eyes, gritted her teeth and said to Su Fengjin: "It turned out that the servant girl was not good. It was the servant girl who told the story when the master entered the palace. Madam, please punish me."

Su Fengjin withdrew her hand, looked at Zhan Qingcheng who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and gritted her teeth: "Take him back."

Huansha shook her head: "The prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is besieged to death by the imperial army, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get out."

"Go back the way you came here." Su Fengjin pointed to that road, and she didn't know how these guys dug out this road!Where did the dirt go!The stubble-bearded Zhan Qingcheng in front of him looked like a victorious general, as if he was looking at the bandits, he occupied her bed as soon as he came.

Huansha stood at the entrance of the cave, glanced inside, and said in a low voice: "My lord has been looking for my wife outside for a long time, but I really have nothing else to do, so I'm telling the truth, Madam, I really shouldn't talk too much, just, Madam should also find out these days, who is sincere and who is hypocritical."

Su Fengjin sat on the edge of the bed and poked Zhan Qingcheng's face. He had already fallen into a deep sleep and was still muttering Su Fengjin's name. Su Fengjin suddenly felt his nose sore, and stretched out his hand to remove the cumbersome court clothes for him. Put his legs on the bed, took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt, pulled the gauze and said in a low voice: "Clos up this hole quickly, if I know that he dug a hole like this and came to prison, I'm afraid he will be angry." gone."

Huansha took out a shovel out of nowhere, shoveled the soil into the pit, quickly filled it up, and spread the bluestone slab nearly one meter long and wide, stepped on it a few times, but couldn't see the clues. Come, Huansha just stopped, silent for a while, stayed in the corner, like a log.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Ruancheng came again. Su Fengjin hurriedly covered Zhan Qingcheng under the quilt, sat by the bed with a book in his hand, Zhao Ruancheng glanced at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones, sighed, and said softly: "Feng Jin, I have done everything you asked me to do these days, the Zhanfu case has been settled, Zhan Qingcheng is living well, and since you have made peace with Zhan Qingcheng..."

"Ah Cheng, did you divorce me at the beginning because I was prodigal?" Su Fengjin tightened her veil and looked up at Zhao Ruancheng who was standing at the gate of the iron gate. Her gaze seemed to have passed through a long distance Now, back to the time when the two first met, Su Fengjin looked at him like this, knowing nothing but wanting to know everything.

Zhao Ruancheng was silent for a while, then nodded, his voice was hoarse and low: "Yes."

"Let's go, don't come to see me again. If you want to settle the case, you can do whatever you want." Su Fengjin sat with her back straight, and suddenly found that she and Zhao Ruancheng had been impossible for a long time. It's because she can't let go.

But if she let go of Zhao Ruancheng and stayed with Zhan Qingcheng, life would be even more difficult, but after all, such a difficult life was not wishful thinking on her part, there was someone who accompanied her to support it, so it would not be I feel bitter.

Zhao Ruancheng hesitated to speak, seeing that Su Fengjin was no longer interested in listening, he gave some instructions not to catch a cold at night, and left.

Su Fengjin didn't know what the emperor would do to her, so she could only wait in this small prison cell. Fortunately, Zhan Qingcheng came, so the days of looking forward to the night during the day unexpectedly felt somewhat inexplicably warm.

Su Fengjin looked back and saw that Zhan Qingcheng had sat up, leaning against the wall with his back, staring at her with a pale face and deep eyes, with a sneer on his lips: "It seems that you are living a good life in this prison. "

"What nonsense?" Su Fengjin slapped him in the face with a handkerchief, furious.

Zhan Qingcheng lay on the bed, and beckoned to Su Fengjin: "The injury on my back is open, come here and apply the medicine."

"Earlier Yiqiu sent me a lot of wound medicine, and now I just need it." Su Fengjin hurriedly took the wound medicine, and took off the robe for Zhan Qingcheng.

Instead, Zhan Qingcheng began to tug on Su Fengjin's clothes, asking, "Where is it hurt? Let me see."

Su Fengjin patted his hand away: "It's just a scrape on the arm, it's nothing serious, you can turn around and lie down."

"Let me take a look." Zhan Qingcheng went to rub Su Fengjin's sleeve again, and stretched his right hand to look for a long time, but he couldn't see anything. Su Fengjin stretched out his left hand dumbfoundingly: "You looked at the wrong hand."

Zhan Qingcheng lifted up the sleeve of his left hand, but saw a distorted scar on his arm, the scar was slightly pink, it looked like a scab had grown new flesh. "

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly lowered his head and kissed the wound, Su Fengjin's face flushed red, and he withdrew his hand: "What are you doing!"

"Hey, I heard from one of my subordinates that a kiss doesn't hurt anymore." Zhan Qingcheng coughed twice to hide his inexplicable embarrassment.

Su Fengjin: "Who said that?"

"If you don't believe me, kiss me, it won't hurt if you kiss me." Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and came to Su Fengjin through the spring breeze with a smile.

Su Fengjin patted his face away and annoyed slightly: "Don't move around."

"Really?" Zhan Qingcheng lazily looked at the red-faced Su Fengjin, all the irritability and riots these days were suppressed.

Su Fengjin removed the bloody gauze one by one, and looked at his resolute and broad back with red eye sockets, the scars on his back were scattered, some places were already bloody, and there were some old scars entwined on the clear texture.

It was the first time for Su Fengjin to see Zhan Qingcheng's injuries, which covered almost his entire body, and there was no good one anywhere.

Su Guanjin poured some water to scrub his wounds, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are there so many wounds?"

"Are you scared?" Zhan Qingcheng lay on the bed and looked back at her. Seeing her slightly red eyes, he reached out and pinched her face with a smile and said, "This is a mark of glory. There is no one on the battlefield without scars. .”

Su Fengjin wrapped the gauze around him, bowed her head and said nothing, Zhan Qingcheng looked at her sideways, and after a long silence, asked suddenly: "Has the surname Zhao touched you?"

"Take the medicine and go home quickly." Su Fengjin glanced at him and tied a knot on the gauze. She groped for a long time but couldn't find a set of Zhan Qingcheng's clothes. There are only two sets of prison uniforms here, both of which are Su Fengjin's, Zhan Qingcheng must not be able to wear it, and he doesn't bother to wear such clothes.

"We can't go back. We're afraid we'll have to stay here for a few days." Zhan Qingcheng sat on the bed, held Su Fengjin in his arms, and rested his chin on her shoulder. After a moment of silence, he whispered: "Jin Son?"

"...Did you think I ran away too?" Su Fengjin twisted her sleeves, looking at the blue embroidery on the pair of cotton shoes she was wearing.

"I just want to say that you haven't washed for a few days? Your hair smells." Zhan Qingcheng laughed, and poured Su Fengjin a basin of cold water. Su Fengjin pushed him away, grabbed the pillow and threw it at him angrily .

"I've been in prison for more than half a month, you can't take it as your own home." The pillow was not very strong, Zhan Qingcheng, a man of eight feet, hummed a few words of pain in order to cooperate with Su Fengjin, Su Fengjin threw it He took the pillow, sat on the opposite side of the bed angrily and looked at him, the two of them stared at him, and Huansha in the corner lowered his head, trying to treat himself as an invisible person.

Zhan Qingcheng waved to Su Fengjin, and smiled provocatively: "I was joking with you, why are you so far away from me?"

Su Fengjin had no choice but to move over, and Zhan Qingcheng pulled Su Fengjin into the bed with all his strength, covered Su Fengjin with the quilt, and pulled Su Fengjin into his arms before releasing the stone that was pressing on his heart, Zhan Qingcheng looked down at the red-rimmed eyes Su Fengjin, Su Fengjin has become thinner these days, and the few taels of meat that she had raised with great difficulty are gone. Zhan Qingcheng looks like digging his flesh, and his heart aches.

Su Fengjin leaned against Zhan Qingcheng's arms, feeling inexplicably at ease. Before, she couldn't sleep well every night and always had nightmares. Now that Zhan Qingcheng came, those nightmares and anxiety disappeared.

(End of this chapter)