Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 149

Once this woman has been married for twenty years and has no children, she will start to worry. Lan Xin is also worried, but her heart is not with Qingcheng. No matter how much she moves, it is only her. It was nothing more than a one-man show that he directed and acted by himself, but in Zhan Qingcheng's eyes, it was still worthless.

Gu Miaoqing's fingertips trembled slightly: "Grandma is just joking. My mother bought this item from a peddler. The peddler sells goods from north to south. If this item is really from the Western Jin Dynasty, it would not be surprising."

Lan Xin looked at the white and smooth hands with half of the skin tender, she was overjoyed: "I really see the effect immediately, looking at the two hands like this is really a world of difference."

Gu Miaoqing took a cup of tea and smiled: "Not really, the young mistress is born beautiful, and getting this jade flour is the icing on the cake."

Lan Xin smiled coquettishly and her face was like a peach blossom: "I never noticed before that you can talk like this."

The two looked at each other and smiled, each thinking.

Haitang took out some items and put them on the table. Lan Xin just glanced at them and said in distaste: "Why do you take out such things, Haitang, go and get the pair of coral beads I treasured, as well as the ones I collected earlier. The pair of Jin Buyao, I heard from the maid next to you, you are a lover of pen and ink, and I happened to get a high-quality inkstone here, and you can use that inkstone to me."

Gu Miaoqing pinched the handkerchief and smiled warmly: "That's it, thank you young mistress."

When she came out from Lanxin's place, the maid beside Gu Miaoqing carried a bunch of things, so Gu Miaoqing had no choice but to walk back by herself.

When passing by the wintersweet tree, Gu Miaoqing stopped in her tracks, her eyes were red, tears were streaming down her face before she knew it, she reached out tremblingly to caress the tree of plum blossoms, the maid beside her sighed and said softly: " Miss, it's hard to see inside the Wintersweet Mansion, let's go back first."

Gu Miaoqing withdrew her hand, and the servant girl said again: "If Miss likes it, you might as well pick a bunch and put it in the bottle. The clear fragrance can last for several days."

Gu Miaoqing only picked one flower, held it in her palm like a treasure, and murmured: "Silence and farewell to the flower, carefully look at the red on the branch. We will meet again next year, I'm afraid I'm worried. What would you do if you picked it?" , let it grow."

The servant girl held the box and turned her head to recall: "Miss, I remember that there are many wintersweet flowers planted in the ancient mansion."

Gu Miaoqing hummed and went back to the courtyard of her own pavilion.

It was noon in a blink of an eye, but the sky was overcast and snowing, Zhan Qingcheng didn't care about it while drinking in Hongxiufang.

The second prince sat on the imperial concubine's bed and read a book. Occasionally, he stretched out his hands to warm them by the charcoal basin. When he looked up, he saw that Zhan Qingcheng had been drinking for several hours, so he didn't rush him. He just asked with a smile: "But Are you worried about the affairs of the government?"

Zhan Qingcheng put the bowl away, took the jar and poured another bowl, felt aggrieved and didn't want to talk to the second prince, so he could only keep holding back: "What can happen in the mansion, the one who worries me is Prince Donggong."

Gu Jinghua lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, with an elegant demeanor. His reputation in the court has always been excellent. Words such as kindness and virtuousness are always posted on Gu Jinghua's body from time to time. Even if he is gentle and honest, he has repeatedly praised him openly and secretly in an attempt to push this seemingly honest and honest second prince to the throne, so that those ministers will also be able to get good jobs as assistant ministers in the future.

"A few days ago, dozens of people were killed or injured in the explosion in the cannon house. The emperor inadvertently mentioned that the seventh brother should rush back to the palace to celebrate the New Year. Counting the journey, the seventh brother should also leave in the next few days."

Zhan Qingcheng drank the wine in the bowl, Yu Yan walked in from outside, carried a large bunch of plum blossoms into the bottle, Yu Yan was only 13 years old, she was petite, she was wearing a pink brocade suit Rabbit fur was added to the end of the coat, and it was white and cute against the rain and smoke. She stood in front of the charcoal basin and roasted the fire like a child, and said in a delicate and crisp voice: "It's snowing a lot outside, it's cold."

Gu Jinghua grabbed her hand and frowned: "Why is it so cold, sit down quickly and wrap this cloak up."

Yu Yan leaned against Gu Jinghua's arms, showing a childish smile: "Your Highness, it's not cold at all. Will Your Highness go out with me to have a snowball fight? Now that it's snowing heavily outside, we can build a little snowman."

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly felt that he was a bit redundant, and couldn't help but think of Su Fengjin, if she could also snuggle in his arms and whisper softly like this rain and smoke, then he would be satisfied.

Gu Jinghua glanced at the dazed Zhan Qingcheng and said with a smile: "I will accompany you when it snows heavily, how about letting General Zhan accompany you to build a snowman?"

"Your Highness..."

"Good boy." He tapped Yuyan's little nose lightly, his eyes full of affection.

"Then... After that, His Highness Daxue will accompany Yu Yandui every year."

She knew that Gu Jinghua was going to achieve great things, and that he was going to sit on the supreme position after all, but she still had some expectations in her heart that she shouldn't have, even if it was fake, at least this life would be sweeter Bitter aftertaste, but also a taste.

"Okay, let's go." Gu Jinghua took out a cloak and tied it on her, with a smile in his eyes.

Yu Yan could only look at Zhan Qingcheng.

Zhan Qingcheng put down the wine jar: "After drinking for several hours, I will go with you to sober up."

Yuyan cheerfully gestured to Gu Jinghua, "Your Highness, I want to make two snowmen, okay?"

"Tighten the cloak tightly, don't let it freeze." Gu Jinghua is the most gentle, even though he already has a side concubine and several concubines in his house, at least he treats Yuyan with gentleness, and that water-like tenderness makes Yuyan Immerse yourself in it.

Yuyan has been down and out in Hongxiufang since she was a child. She has seen people who are hypocritical, and she has seen many people who were redeemed. Although she is young, her heart is already very old. He is an old man, but Gu Jinghua alone still retains a bit of childlike innocence and purity. The innocent smile that day was only given to Gu Jinghua from beginning to end.

The place where they live is the top floor of Hongxiufang. Outside is a half-sized courtyard in the sky. There are many potted plants. There are many pots of plum blossoms. From a distance, it looks like a plum forest, and it looks like red falling on white paper. The petals are generally beautiful, and there are strings of small footprints printed on the ground, which are left by Yuyan when she picked plum medicine earlier.

Yu Yan smiled and squatted on the ground and began to build a snowman, while building a snowman, said: "I heard that tomorrow is Zhao Bangyan's birthday. He is twenty-three years old, and his wife is pregnant again. It is really a double blessing."

Zhan Qingcheng squatted beside her, rolling the snowball neatly, and snorted coldly: "The winter solstice is also my general's birthday, so no one remembers it."

"Aren't you here yet? General, are you in a hurry?" Yu Yan chuckled with lowered eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were as cute as crescent moons.

Zhan Qingcheng clapped his hands, leaned over suddenly, glanced around nervously, and said in a low voice: "If a woman is angry, how should I coax her?"

Yu Yan blinked, her slender eyelashes curled up, and the baby's face was full of surprise: "So, Lan Xin is really the general's sweetheart?"

"Do not……"

"General, you don't have to deny it. It's been rumored in Chang'an City. I never thought it was true. Why is Lan Xin angry with you? The general has such a good talent and appearance, if you think about it, it will make women feel weak. It’s just being unable to extricate yourself.” Yu Yan pushed Snowman’er, smiled and chuckled at Zhan Qingcheng’s flushed ears.

"She's different from other people."

"What's different?" Yuyan patted the cold snowball, feeling a little envious in her heart, if she could also be treated properly and cared for by Gu Jinghua in her heart like this, then she would be content up.

"...She dares to domestically abuse General Ben! She poured cold water on General Ben when he stood at the door! Kicked General out of bed as soon as he lay on the bed... Forget it, you wouldn't understand if I told you, a little girl." Zhan Qing Cheng Guang felt aggrieved in his heart just thinking about it.

Yu Yan giggled, and her voice like a silver bell echoed softly on the roof: "Lan Xin belongs to the Shangshu Mansion after all, how could it be like this."

"Who told you it was Lan Xin?" Zhan Qingcheng placed a newly rolled small ball on top of the big ball as his head. When he thought of Su Fengjin, he felt a little inexplicable pride in his heart. What an awkward general.

"Who is that? I heard that you and the guy from the east room are also having a big fight. I can't tell whether the news is true or not." Yu Yan picked two bunches of plum blossoms to use as snowman's hands, and suddenly turned her head Chao Zhan Qingcheng said: "In short, no matter what the reason for anger, if I see someone outside the window making a hundred snowmen for me, then I will be angry again, and the anger will be gone. You may as well go back for a while. try."

Zhan Qingcheng thought for a while, then shook his head: "That woman has a heart of stone! Not to mention a hundred snowmen, even if you dig out your heart to her, she might not be willing to take a look."

Zhan Qingcheng patted his hands that were red from the cold, and went back to the room. Inside the room, Gu Jinghua was standing by the wide open window, and the cold wind was blowing in, dissipating the warmth of the charcoal fire in the room , the books next to him were rattled by the wind, Zhan Qingcheng sat at the table, poured a bowl of wine and took a sip, the cold wine scratched his heart like a knife, making his heart hurt and empty.

Yuyan, who came back from making a snowman, ran to Gu Jinghua to close the window. Gu Jinghua was startled and reprimanded loudly: "What are you doing!"

Yu Yan smiled awkwardly: "I was afraid that you would freeze, so I closed it."

Gu Jinghua snorted, pulled Yuyan back and sat down before the collapse, warmed up by the fire, absent-minded: "Brother will definitely do it before the seventh brother comes back."

Zhan Qingcheng held the wine bowl and sighed: "You are brothers."

Gu Jinghua sneered and said: "People always have only interests. If interests are similar, they will be in the same way. If interests are mutually exclusive, even brothers can turn against each other. The royal family is a place where interests and power gather. Even if I don't want to be in that position... no, I want to book that position!"

Zhan Qingcheng looked at the ripples in the wine bowl and remained silent.

Gu Jinghua leaned on the soft bed, and Yu Yan hugged a thick fox fur blanket to cover him.

Zhan Qingcheng got up and stretched his arms and legs: "Let's go."

Yu Yan took a cyan oil-paper umbrella and chased after it: "General, the snow is getting heavier outside, take this one."

"Thank you." Zhan Qingcheng took the umbrella and used it as a walking stick and went downstairs staggeringly. Yuyan watched him go downstairs. Song Renyi passed by with the beauty in his arms, and looked at Zhan Qingcheng with a smile: "Yo, general, this is Coming out of a den of beauties, she is full of makeup."

Zhan Qingcheng lowered his head and sniffed: "Really?"

"Tsk, high-quality nanmu incense is rare in this Hongxiufang. What kind of incense suits what kind of person, general, don't go astray." Song Renyi's eyes were dark and pointed.

(End of this chapter)