Chapter 156

The dark sky was covered with heavy snow, and the freezing temperature made people wrap their clothes and huddle and walk quickly in the market. Several feet of snow had already accumulated on the ground. Su Fengjin huddled in the horse painting, not daring to look at Zhan Qing City's gloomy face.

But in her mind, she was thinking about what Zhao Ruancheng said. It was about Granny Du. She couldn't tell the truth from the fake. Who will it be?

The carriage creaked and rolled over the snow, and it will be December in a few days. The four seasons in Chang'an City are very distinct. When it snows in winter, there will be fine snow. The weather here is really strictly according to 24 The solar terms have come, and there has never been a slight deviation in so many years, but this year's winter seems to be extraordinarily cold, and Chang'an City is completely white in the light snow, and the lamps are covered with white snow, reflecting the coolness and brightness of moonlight in the dark night. Come.

The carriage stopped slowly, and Zhan Qingcheng got out of the carriage. Seeing that she was still sitting there, he kicked the carriage and murmured: "Get down."

Surprised, Su Fengjin hurriedly got out of the carriage, followed behind Zhan Qingcheng, and returned to the east room with her head down.

Many potted plum blossoms were brought in from the yard outside the east house. Looking from a distance, those plum blossoms frozen in the snow revealed a different feeling in the snow, and the gray and silent wall suddenly added a The painting environment has a special flavor.

Zhan Qingcheng stepped into the house, stretched out his hand and let Aunt Fang take off the fox fur cloak for him, and took off the wide-sleeved robe.

Zhan Qingcheng has always disliked wide sleeves. In his opinion, those wide sleeves are just a show. It's just that he was wearing such a set of clothes in Su Fengjin's painting, but now it seems that he is just being sentimental, this feeling is like you have been putting your face on someone's cold ass!
After loosening his clothes, Zhan Qingcheng sat on the chair, squeezed the teacup to suppress the anger in his heart: "Everyone back down."

Wanzhu took a peek at the flustered Su Fengjin, turned around and ran away like the wind.

In the room with the doors and windows closed, the charcoal pot was burning brightly, making the room feel warm. Su Fengjin stood at a distance with her sleeves twisted.

Zhan Qingcheng put down the teacup with a bang: "Speak!"

"What are you talking about?" Su Fengjin was taken aback, her face, which had finally warmed up a little, turned pale again.

Zhan Qingcheng suppressed his anger and sneered: "Su Fengjin, you really did a good job in this play. If I was a little late, would you throw yourself into Zhao Ruancheng's arms? Why? You still have no love for him yet? It's a pity, the admiral will marry you to me today, if you can't marry me, do you still want to marry into the Zhao family again? Hmm?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Su Fengjin looked at his eccentric look, and an unknown fire burned in her heart.

Why didn't Zhan Qingcheng tell her about Granny Du in detail?What happened to the Su family, what happened to Xiao Fugui, was he really the one who plotted it all?
Zhan Qingcheng picked up the teacup and slammed it on the ground, his face livid with anger: "I'm talking nonsense? Su Fengjin, don't tell me that you didn't see the note that Zhao Ruancheng stuffed for you!"

"Are you following me?" Su Fengjin glared at Zhan Qingcheng angrily, both of them had sparks in their eyes, as if they were not giving in to each other.

Zhan Qingcheng pinched her chin and sneered: "If you are upright, are you still afraid of being followed?"

"Did the matter of Zhao's Paofang be plotted by you!" Su Fengjin was trembling with anger.

"Zhao's mansion used to belong to the prince. They blew up Paofang. Why is it wrong to go to prison now? It's just a dream come true to want to come out of the Ministry of Criminal Justice alive after falling into Yun Yi's hands." Zhan Qingcheng was extremely angry, holding back his anger and not wanting to Hurt her, but Su Fengjin would provoke him by provoking her heart.

"I thought you were a good official, but now that I think about it, I thought you were too high! Get lost." Su Fengjin pointed to the door with her left hand.

"Su Fengjin, you just let me go because of Zhao Ruancheng? Oh, don't say he must die, even if he can't, this general will send him off!" Zhan Qingcheng approached her, forcing Su Fengjin to retreat to the wall, There is no way back.

"You! The life and death of the child in Wen Ying's belly is still unknown!"

"It's not mine, so what do I have to do with it!" Zhan Qingcheng was really going to be mad at her, she cared about Zhao Ruancheng, Xiao Fugui, Su's mansion, and even Fu Wenying, who had nothing to do with her. But he just ignored him!
"The child is innocent……"

"If you like this general, I can help you and let you have a baby." Zhan Qingcheng suddenly picked up Su Fengjin and walked towards the bed.

Su Fengjin struggled constantly: "Zhan Qingcheng! You bastard, let me down!!"

"Don't you like children? I'll give you one of the General." He stood on the edge of the bed and pulled off his robe.

Su Fengjin rushed to the corner, pointed at him with a hairpin in her hand, pale and panicked: "Don't force me."

Zhan Qingcheng was naked, and the anger in his heart was raging in his body: "Forcing you? Has Zhao Ruancheng ever forced you like this?"

"Go away!" Su Fengjin shook the hairpin in her hand, and Zhan Qingcheng clasped her right wrist. Su Fengjin was in pain for a while, and her face was pale and pale.

Although Zhan Qingcheng was angry, he still paid attention to her, and stopped abruptly, staring at her swollen hand, most of his anger subsided, he pressed her hand back with a few clucks, and sat down Feeling helpless on the bed: "Does it hurt?"

"...Get lost!" Su Fengjin held her right hand, sweat dripping down her pale face.

Zhan Qingcheng's face distorted for a moment: "You are so concerned about Zhao Ruancheng? With his little boy, I can easily kill him! Will I treat you? You actually help him with all your heart and soul! What? You just believe what he says? If he said that I sent someone to kill Granny Du, wouldn't you believe it too!"

Su Fengjin covered her hands, looked at him in surprise, her lips were pale: "Is it you?"

Zhan Qingcheng was really going to be pissed off by her: "Yes! It's me, satisfied? Believe it?"

"You! Get out! Get out!!" Su Fengjin suddenly looked like a cat whose hair had exploded, copied the things in the house and threw it at Zhan Qingcheng.

Zhan Qingcheng passed through the things thrown over, and pulled Su Fengjin into his arms, angrily: "Su Fengjin, do you have a brain! You just don't believe me!"

"Bastard!" Su Fengjin slapped Zhan Qingcheng's face with his inflexible right hand, Zhan Qingcheng was also thinking, Youmo was angry, he was a big man who cares about women, he wanted to bear it It's over, but Su Fengjin's hands are quite strong, and the two slaps and the five finger marks on the face are exceptionally clear.

"It turned out that you were abusing me at home, why did I become a bastard? Then who is not a bastard? The one surnamed Zhao? Huh, you just wait to collect his body!" Zhan Qingcheng Fuyi kicked him away. He opened the door and strode away.

Wan Zhu and Chun Ya, who were standing at the door listening, were startled, and they all looked at Su Fengjin who was sitting on the bed in a daze.

Chunya had only heard about the Su Mansion, but she didn't know that her father was involved in it, so she didn't know what to say for a while, so she came in with a basin of washing water and left.

Wanzhu removed her make-up, and waited for Su Fengjin to lie down, worried: "It's over, miss, you beat the master again, and when the slave girl goes out, she will still see a big mark on the left side of her face."

Su Fengjin curled up on the bed, feeling very cold. She didn't want to quarrel with Zhan Qingcheng, but somehow it got to that point.

Aunt Fang sighed: "You are afraid of consummating the house, then you will still be consummating sooner or later. If it is earlier, you may be able to conceive. At that time, the mother is more expensive than the child, even the old lady should give you some points." Face. You are already a member of the Zhanfu. These days, the Lord treats you with all his heart and soul. What do you want to do for the surname Zhao? Those things are all in the past. You have to look forward. .”

Chun Ya rushed in from outside in a hurry, and said anxiously: "It's not good, it's not good, Grandpa... Grandpa, he transferred half of the general's mansion to smash the door of Mr. Zhang, grandma, you go quickly!" Stop it, if not, I'm afraid something big will happen."

Su Fengjin got up abruptly: "What!"

Chunya pulled Su Fengjin off the bed, and said in a hurry, "Go, if it's too late, maybe Mr. Zhang will kill you with a single needle!"

Su Fengjin hurriedly put on her robe and ran outside in a hurry, even forgetting that she was not wearing shoes.

She didn't know how to ride a horse at first, but now she was jolting on the horse and nearly fell off. She finally reached the gate of Zhang's mansion, but the horse overtook her.

In the flying snow, Su Fengjin's white clothes and black hair looked like a fairy in the snow. Zhan Qingcheng hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled the horse back. Su Fengjin jumped off the horse and grabbed Zhan Qingcheng's sleeve, panting in shock.

Zhan Qingcheng was anxious: "Who allowed you to ride a horse! Don't you want to see your horse skills? If you go to the road next to it, you still want to kill a few people!"

Su Fengjin looked at the closed gate of the Zhang residence, pursed her lips, and dared not speak.

Zhan Qingcheng sighed, and looked down at her little feet that were red from the cold: "Don't you know how to wear a pair of shoes before going out?"

"Forget." She tangles Zhan Qingcheng's sleeves, and her heart suddenly warms up. No matter what Zhao Ruancheng's words mean, at least the person in front of her is real, and she treats her well It's also true.As Aunt Fang said, some things are preordained, so why should I think about how I should go in the future?

Zhan Qingcheng took off his boots, knelt down and stretched out his hand towards her: "Put it on."

Fortunately, Su Fengjin came here on horseback, if she walked over, her feet would be frozen to death.

Su Fengjin stretched out her feet cautiously, Zhan Qingcheng tore off his robe and wiped the inside of his wide boots.

Su Fengjin pursed her lips and said after a while: "I believed you."

Zhan Qingcheng wiped the other foot again, stuffed her foot into the big boot, got up and squeezed her face, and said ferociously, "Try it if you don't believe me!"

"Don't dare." Su Fengjin shrank her head and looked at the door that opened with a creak.

Zhang Jiquan was so angry that he jumped his feet: "You vulgar young man! What do you want to do! If the old man says no doctor, he won't treat him! It's useless if the gods come! You have brought so many people here, and you still want to threaten them!"

Zhan Qingcheng pointed to Su Fengjin: "My wife wants to save an unborn child, but I have no choice. Please, Mr. Zhang, go to the Zhao residence."

Zhang Jiquan was wrapped in a jacket, glanced at Su Fengjin and said awkwardly: "I can't tell that you like children with such a deserted temperament."

(End of this chapter)

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