Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 150 Snowman
The dark sky in Dahongxiufang is low over the city of Chang'an, the snowflakes are flying and covering the Yuyu attic in the city, the wind chimes are frozen in the corner of the black eaves, making a hoarse voice, and the dim lights are shining in the sky. The long street stretches to an unknown distance.

Zhan Qingcheng stood at the door, shook his head to get rid of the smell of alcohol, and when he looked up, a snowball fell. Song Renyi stood on the balcony on the second floor and looked at him. The beauty in his arms was nestled in Song Renyi's arms. I was drunk and dreamed of death.

It is rumored that the explosion in Paofang was done by someone sent by the prince, but because there was no substantive action, everyone in the court only knew it well. After all, Song Renyi, who was forged by the Ministry of War, was responsible for this incident. After all, Zhan Qingcheng is Song Renyi's immediate boss, and when it comes to crimes, Zhan Qingcheng is the first to bear the brunt.

Zhan Qingcheng wiped off the snow scum on his face, and walked towards the general's mansion slowly against the wind and snow.

Stepping on the snow, he noticed the creaking sound. Song Renyi held the warm wine and leaned against the railing, smiling coquettishly. The beautiful woman nestled in his arms turned her face and smiled coquettishly: "The general is really a strange person, come tomorrow!" The Red Sleeve Square, I will leave as soon as it gets dark, this time I seem to be going to see sister Yuyan, that sister Yuyan is really a beauty, if there is time, she will be the most beautiful girl in the city."

Song Renyi suddenly stuffed the wine glass into the beauty's arms: "After a while, Yiqiu asked me and said I wasn't here."

"You really care about Ms. Yiqiu. If you don't know about it, it's because you care about Ms. Yiqiu..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Renyi glanced at the figure who had rushed into Hongxiufang, and hid neatly in the dark pavilion.

As soon as he hid it well, the man came, kicked open the door and said angrily, "Where is the number one scholar? The cannon house was blown up like that, but he still has time to spare!"

The beauty showed concern: "Miss Yiqiu, the number one scholar jumped out of the window and escaped."

Yiqiu glanced at the window twice, and sure enough, she saw a few footprints underneath, she lifted her skirt and went downstairs.

"Everyone is gone, come out quickly." The beauty knocked on the door of the dark pavilion.In this Red Sleeve Square, there is a secret cabinet everywhere, and only regular customers know where the secret cabinet is. As soon as Song Renyi opened the door, he saw Yiqiu folded his arms and smiled sinisterly: "Lord Zhuangyuan, you put it here." Merry and happy, the mess in the Paofang was just thrown to me! I can't deal with those big things."

Song Renyi patted his robe, with a slightly drunk face: "Okay, okay, I'll go back with you."

Yiqiu glanced at the respectful beauty at the side, she was full of smiles, she is a person who knows the current affairs.

Song Renyi left Hongxiufang, and Zhan Qingcheng also went to the east room of the General's Mansion. He never disturbed Su Fengjin, he just squatted in the yard with his head bowed and made a snowman. It was also snowing like this last year, so Su Fengjin squatted under that locust tree and buried something, looking cautiously like a rabbit.

Aunt Fang got up to add charcoal at night, but when she saw the snowman in most of the yard, she was startled: "This..."

"Hush, don't wake her up." Zhan Qingcheng warned in a low voice by the dim lamp.

Aunt Fang was so frightened that her complexion turned pale, she moved over tremblingly and blessed her body: "Master, what are you doing? Go, servant girl, go get some more carbon to live."

Zhan Qingcheng put the snowman's head on the snowman, patted his hands that were red and stiff from the cold: "There are only thirty, it's still early, you can do your own work and don't worry about me."

"What's the matter? It's already ugly now, and it will be dawn in two hours. What are you doing with so many snowmen?" Aunt Fang looked at these snowmen with no nose and no eyes, very worried, and she didn't know that Su Fengjin saw it What do you think.

"Pile up a hundred for her to see." Zhan Qingcheng lowered his head and began to roll the snow on the ground again. This yard was just like white paper before, but now the snow on the ground was puddles and muddy everywhere by Zhan Qingcheng.

"What's the matter with grandpa and grandma? Didn't they go well when they went to Su's residence, why are they arguing again after only a few days back? This grandma has such a temper, you can't pamper her too much." Aunt Fang couldn't stand it anymore, if Su Fengjin continued to do this, sooner or later she would have to run Zhan Qingcheng away. ,

Zhan Qingcheng rolled the snow ball into a ball: "I originally wanted to avenge her, who would have thought that she would give up on her own."

Aunt Fang said in a low voice: "I heard that the matter of the nurse in Su's mansion has something to do with Tanmei in the general's mansion. When grandma came back, she was silent and stood under the tree for half the night, tearing down the sign and burning it. As for the brand, the servants really can't figure it out."

Zhan Qingcheng raised his head sharply: "Remove the sign?"

"That's right, she knocked down all the bamboo signs on the tree. What are you talking about... What are you talking about today's fight meeting, and tomorrow's ditch head? The slaves don't know poetry and books, and don't understand these things." Aunt Fang stood aside Look, I don't know if I should intervene to help with the pile.

Zhan Qingcheng strode towards the backyard, walked around the back window and saw the bare tree from a distance by the moonlight. This tree used to carry many bamboo plaques. A red ribbon, now empty, looks barren and tight.

He kicked the tree fiercely, the snow fell from the tree and hit Zhan Qingcheng's clothes, quickly moistening his clothes.

Aunt Fang hurriedly explained: "It's winter, and the words are blurred again..."

"She burns if she likes it! If she burns one, I'll write two, and if she burns two, I'll write two pairs!" Zhan Qingcheng turned around and left. Aunt Fang was afraid that Zhan Qingcheng would be very angry: "Master, where are you going?" .”

Zhan Qingcheng gritted his teeth: "Build a snowman."

This woman is really hard to coax!

Zhan Qingcheng bowed his head and silently made a snowman, and Aunt Fang couldn't calm down anymore, so she had to help find black stones to be the snowman's eyes and nose.

It's not easy to pile up those one hundred snowmen, Zhan Qingcheng scavenged most of the snow in the yard, and then went to the backyard to scour the snow, working inside and out all night.

When Su Fengjin came, she saw the withered yellow turf on the ground outside the window, and she was a little confused for a moment: "Wan Zhu, didn't it snow last night? Why did the snow melt overnight? I looked out the window and it seemed that it was still snowing."

The sky was gloomy, and the lamps under the eaves were swaying by the wind, and she couldn't tell what time it was for a while.

Wanzhu said mysteriously: "Miss, quickly change your clothes and go outside to have a look, the servant girl was startled when she woke up early today."

Su Fengjin stood up suspiciously, dressed and washed, and opened the door.

Rows of snowmen stood neatly in the yard, and it was extremely dark under the dark sky. Looking at them like a group of white ghosts, Su Fengjin took a step back and closed the door with a bang.

Zhan Qingcheng wanted to give her a surprise, so he stood by the door and waited to surprise her, but as soon as someone came over, she closed the door.

Wanzhu looked at Su Fengjin with bright eyes: "There are a hundred snowmen here. I piled them up after freezing outside all night. Miss, it's a bit gloomy today. It looks weird, but my grandfather It's also a heart, if it was the young master of the Zhao family, he wouldn't be so sincere to please the young lady. When the young lady went to beg him behind her back, didn't he just give the young lady a few coins? It's like sending a beggar..."

Su Fengjin stood at the door, silent for a while, thinking that Zhan Qingcheng had been frozen all night, and felt distressed, so she stretched out her hand and opened the door again, only to see a strong wind and heavy snow outside, several snowmen's heads were blown off, Zhan Qing The city is being repaired, the dark sky makes it difficult to tell whether it is early morning or evening, and the wind blows his purple robe.

Zhan Qingcheng stood in place holding a round snowball, coughed twice, and when he saw her coming, he stuffed it into her arms: "I gave it to you, do you like it?"

Su Fengjin: "..."

She put the ball on the snowman's body, and looked down at his hands that were stiff and red with cold: "Who asked you to build a snowman?"

Zhan Qingcheng rubbed his nose, followed her into the back room, and looked at her nervously: "You don't like it? It's not the right time for Grandma Du's matter, but don't worry, in time, I will definitely give you justice. "

Su Fengjin suddenly held his frozen hand, her eyes were slightly red: "Tell me, who is the murderer? Is it Tanmei?"

She lowered her eyes slightly, her black hair was loosely draped behind her back, she was obedient and pitiful, and Zhan Qingcheng's heart melted instantly: "Cough, my hands are cold. Look, they are all suffering from frostbite." gone."

Seeing that he was unwilling to tell, Su Fengjin said angrily: "Even if you don't tell, I can find out!"

Zhan Qingcheng pulled her to the door, pointed at the pile of snowmen and said with a smile, "Look, I made them all, a total of one hundred."

Under the gloomy sky, a hundred snowmen stood darkly in the courtyard of the East House. Su Fengjin felt a chill behind her back even after taking a second look. With good intentions: "Go and sit by the brazier and have a haircut, don't freeze."

Seeing her close the door, Zhan Qingcheng asked suspiciously, "You don't like it?"

"... Stretch out your hand." Su Fengjin held Zhan Qingcheng's hand and sat on the edge of the slump, breathing out.

Zhan Qingcheng was not reconciled, and asked again: "Do you like it?"

"You are a general anyway, why are you so confused! If you catch a cold, the old lady will blame you, Dongwu will not be able to pay for a general Zhan." Su Fengjin would not tell Zhan Qingcheng that he suddenly walked away from the door the moment he pushed the door. The revived sprout in the bottom of my heart seemed to be soaked in water suddenly in a dry well at that moment. Although it was thin and weak, it meant a brand new beginning.

Zhan Qingcheng's hand was held by Su Fengjin's little hand, and she breathed in Zhan Qingcheng's hand, acting very carefully.

Zhan Qingcheng held her face, serious: "I'm asking if you like it, huh? Do you like it?"

"I like it very much." Seeing his serious face, Su Fengjin burst out laughing.

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly lowered his head and kissed her, Wan Zhu and Aunt Fang came in with breakfast, and just took a step forward, Aunt Fang dragged Wan Zhu out, and said in a low voice: "Now it's hard to get back together, But don't make any more noise."

Wanzhu nodded heavily: "That's right, the slaves have been up and down all day long, and now it's raining."

Aunt Fang glanced at the figure in the room that was almost melting into a ball, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the gloomy sky and the gloomy snowman, it looked weird no matter what, Mrs. Qiu I don't know why I came to the east room, but I was scared away when I came to the door.

(End of this chapter)