Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 133 The wedding dress made for her

Lan Xin's restless heart was somewhat comforted, she sent someone to cook a table of delicious dishes, and ordered someone to guard at the gate of the General's Mansion, and when Zhan Qingcheng came back, the Lord invited him to the Westinghouse.

Lan Xin ordered the people in the house to be busy all afternoon. The plain gauze curtains in the house, the cabinets and treasure pavilions were slightly changed, making the whole west room more spacious and bright. The setting sun came in from the window, and finally only a touch The afterglow that will be dark but not dark.

Mrs. Qiu lit some candles in the house, and Lan Xin stood at the door waiting in thin and seductive clothes in the dim light of the fireworks.

Zhan Qingcheng walked in from a distance and saw Lan Xin waiting for him, suddenly thought, if Su Fengjin could be half like her, then he would be content.

Lan Xin went up and took Zhan Qingcheng's arm, and was very intimate: "I heard from outside that the master has led the army to surround the household department today?"

"Haitang said you are not feeling well." Zhan Qingcheng pulled out his hand calmly, looking at the bright and warm room suddenly felt a little guilty, Zhan Qingcheng still regarded her as his son for a long time He was that playmate back then, not an ordinary wife, and now seeing her in thin clothes, with a slender figure and a peachy face, he realized that what he married was not a playmate after all, but an ordinary wife.

He took off his cloak and put it on Lan Xin's body, ignoring the slender figure of that body: "It will snow a little tomorrow, be careful of catching a cold."

Lan Xin's complexion suddenly turned pale: "Master, do you want to go? I personally cooked some dishes, how about staying to have a meal with me? It's been a long time since anyone has eaten with me." She lowered her eyes and sighed, Like the leaves falling on the lake in autumn, the ripples spread out for no reason, giving birth to a bit of loneliness.

The Westinghouse was originally the most luxurious place in the entire General's Mansion, and Lan Xin's father was also the Secretary of the Ministry of War. With just such a daughter, things with good money would be sent to the Westinghouse. If Lan Xin knew the scruples, she would probably want Compared with the old lady's Indus Courtyard.

Zhan Qingcheng sat down and knocked on the table: "Sit."

Lan Xin was almost weeping with joy, her face shy while wrapped in Zhan Qingcheng's cloak: "It's getting colder, I prepared some wine that you like to drink, try it, but it still tastes the same as before?"

She poured a glass of wine for Zhan Qingcheng, and handed it to Zhan Qingcheng, Zhan Qingcheng took the glass and smiled with a bit of melancholy: "The past is the past, what are you still thinking about."

Lan Xin picked up vegetables for Zhan Qingcheng, she was so happy that the sadness on her face disappeared: "Master, try these dishes, I made them myself."

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly thought of the pastry made by Su Fengjin, it was sweet and refreshing.

He just ate a few chopsticks hastily, and he was still thinking about going to the east room later, would Su Fengjin go to sleep?It's been a day now, if there is any other anger, it should have dissipated almost, after she sleeps and sneaks away, she won't be angry.

Lan Xin kept pouring wine for him, Zhan Qingcheng thought he could delay for a while, so he drank slowly.

Zhan Qingcheng felt so hot that he drank it, loosened his collar, ate a few more chopsticks, and suddenly thought of Su Fengjin's tender and slender neck, and those soft, white and cool hands.

Zhan Qingcheng got up suddenly: "It's getting late, you should rest early."

Lan Xin's complexion froze, she hurriedly hugged Zhan Qingcheng from behind, and whispered softly: "Brother Qingcheng, you and I are already married. I was originally married by you with eight sedan chairs, but you and I have never been married for so many years." ...I have loved you for so many years..."

Zhan Qingcheng stared at Lan Xin's hands that were painted with bright red Kou Dan. The ten fingers were slender and well maintained, and the fingertips were as tender and white as green onions, but they were much different from Su Fengjin's. Su Fengjin's body had never had such a strong Rouge smell.

Zhan Qingcheng could only feel the heat rising, he was originally a good man with vigorous blood, but now he was beside Ruanxiang Wenyu, he suddenly felt a little uncontrollable.

Lan Xin let go of him and got into his arms, holding Zhan Qingcheng's reddish and resolute face in her hands, secretly calculating the efficacy of the medicine in her heart.

"Brother Qingcheng, I am already your wife. I have been guarding you all these years when you are fighting outside. I know that you treat the East House differently. It doesn't matter. As long as you come to accompany me occasionally, I will be content." It's gone." Lan Xin took the next best thing, raised her head to kiss him, but when he turned his head sideways, the imprint landed on the collar of Zhan Qingcheng's plain coat.

He endured the hot feeling and pushed Lan Xin away, Lan Xin blocked the door, staring at Zhan Qingcheng with burning eyes, silent for a while, then suddenly began to take off his clothes, the clothes were thin at first, revealing a slender figure Apart from the hips, everything is better than Su Fengjin's, but Zhan Qingcheng suddenly thought of Su Fengjin's disgusted and forbearing expression in the rockery that day, and that feeling seemed to be infinitely magnified at this moment, and he suddenly became very greedy.

"Brother Qingcheng, look what's wrong with me. I'm your wife. I... Let's get married, okay?" She was not being shy, it was because she had never done it before, so how would she answer it.

"Lan Xin, don't mess around." Enduring the scorching heat, Zhan Qingcheng stretched out his hand to push Lan Xin, who entangled her like a snake.

"Tan Mei is fine as a maid, why can't I, I... I can..." Lan Xin stretched out her hands to untie Zhan Qingcheng's clothes, those hands that were slightly cold due to nervousness were somewhat similar to Su Feng Jinyuan, Zhan Qingcheng lost his mind for a moment, and she tore off half of his robe, and when he regained his senses, he knocked Lan Xin unconscious with a single palm, and picked her up and put her on the bed.

Zhan Qingcheng thought, if Lan Xin could do it, then wouldn't he have to rely on Su Fengjin?Is everything back to square one?
He stood at the head of the bed for a long while, clenched his fists and remained silent for a while, finally pulled the quilt over Lan Xin's body, put on his cloak, turned around and left the east room and went straight to the west room.

The light in the east room had already dimmed, and thinking of Lan Xin standing in the dim lights to meet him, Zhan Qingcheng couldn't help laughing. After all, he expected too much of Su Fengjin. How could she have such a temper? Do things like watch for his return.

He pushed lightly, but saw the door in the east room opened, Aunt Fang stood at the door, and whispered to Zhan Qingcheng: "Grandma has fallen asleep, and this servant has left a door open."

Zhan Qingcheng nodded, and when he entered the back room, he could smell a faint fragrance, which was like the morning in the forest, which was fascinating.

Seeing that his expression was not quite right, Aunt Fang didn't think much about it, so she locked the door of the inner room from the outside, sat by the door and warmed herself by the fire, squinting her eyes and preparing to fall asleep.

Su Fengjin was half asleep, when she suddenly found a figure pressing her down, the warm and wet feeling shifted from her lips all the way down, Su Fengjin panicked for a moment, raised her hand and slapped her, Zhan Qingcheng clasped her wrist, his eyes were shining Blazing: "You want to hit me again?"

"You! Whoever allowed you to come in, you get lost." Su Fengjin's hands and feet were restrained by him, unable to move, and she panicked for a while.

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly tore off the quilt, and stuck close to her, only to realize that Su Fengjin had grown a lot these days: "Su Fengjin, I really don't like your hypocritical temper, you already like me, why would you refuse me?" ?”

"I was originally an abandoned wife. It doesn't matter if I like it or not...Zhan Qingcheng!!" Su Fengjin's robe was torn off by him, revealing a light pink bellyband, and Su Fengjin's tender shoulders were exposed under the hazy and bright lamp in late autumn. In the cold air, a layer of fine bumps formed.

"Since you are self-aware, don't be prudish here." Zhan Qingcheng tore off her robe, seeing Su Fengjin struggling, his blood boiled tight.

Su Fengjin struggled with tears streaming down her face: "Get out, get out..."

In a panic, Su Fengjin found the dagger under the pillow, and stabbed Zhan Qingcheng on the arm. Zhan Qingcheng's blood seemed to have a vent, and the blood instantly soaked his sleeves. Dagger sneered: "You hate me that much?"

"Hate!" Su Fengjin turned pale with fright, concentrating on the wound on her arm, and trembling all over. She was originally a prodigal person. She liked Zhao Ruancheng before, but now she is hurt by Zhan Qingcheng's heartache. What is the difference between her and Su Fengjin in those people's mouths?She hated herself more and more, and always felt that the days of pain were like a road to heaven, with no end in sight.

Zhan Qingcheng just half-folded on her body, stretched out one hand and started to move, Su Fengjin even forgot to tremble, stared at Zhan Qingcheng in astonishment, and cursed angrily after a long while: "Disgusting! Shameless, you are shameless! You..."

"Is there any new way to curse? Swear one by one and listen...listen." Zhan Qingcheng's deep voice was extraordinarily sexy in the night, Su Fengjin didn't dare to move, watching Zhan Qingcheng's flushed but forbearance He suddenly said nothing.

The moonlight in late autumn jumped over the window and folded into the room. The cold wind was howling outside the window. Zhan Qingcheng lay on top of her for most of the night, but he didn't touch her, and put the stain on her skirt Wipe it on, Su Fengjin was disgusted: "Don't wipe it on my skirt."

"You mean to rub into you..."

"Zhan Qingcheng! You are shameless!" Su Fengjin's face was flushed red, anxious and angry, she took the only two remaining pillows and hit him.

Seeing Su Fengjin sitting on the bed in disheveled clothes, staring at him with a blushing face, suddenly two tubes of nosebleeds brushed off like this, the two of them were stunned for a moment, Su Fengjin quickly wrapped herself in the quilt, her face turned pale with anger: "You roll!"

Aunt Fang heard the commotion inside, hurriedly opened the door and came in to have a look. After lighting two more lights, she found that Zhan Qingcheng's entire arm was covered in blood, even his nose was bleeding, and she turned pale with fright: "This, this, this, this What are you doing! Grandma, what are you going to do! The master is letting you in, so you can’t do domestic violence, look at the blood on this hand, it’s bleeding from your nose, and slaves usually watch You were originally gentle and obedient, why did you become like this when you saw Master."

Aunt Fang was looking for medicine while nagging Su Fengjin, Zhan Qingcheng held his nose and said sullenly: "So I was abrupt."

"Don't be so sudden, we've been married for almost a year! I want to say that grandma's affection is too much!" Aunt Fang stuffed the medicine into Su Fengjin's hand, and when she was done, she pinched Su Fengjin secretly, and said in a low voice: "If you make a big commotion in the east room, the Wutong courtyard will not eat you. Look at the blood on that hand. If you are injured somewhere and can't hold the gun, you will be a sinner of the entire Jin Dynasty."

Su Fengjin's face turned pale with anger: "He has a lot, the doctor sees..."

"Hurry up and give the medicine to the master! The maidservant is waiting outside." Aunt Fang threw Su Fengjin down so decisively and ran away.Holding the medicine in her hand, Su Fengjin looked at the dirty white stains on her skirt, feeling disgusted.

(End of this chapter)