Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 157 Who Wants to Hold the Zhao Family's Child
Su Fengjin looked down at Zhan Qingcheng's wide feet, then at the oversized boots, and said in a low voice, "Master Zhang, can you lend me a pair of shoes."

Zhang Jiquan stared at Su Fengjin's eyes dimly, as if he knew something, but kept silent all the time, as if he was watching a good show like an outsider.Zhan Qingcheng didn't like his eyes very much: "Master Zhang, please."

Zhang Jiquan stood at the door with his robe tight, and looked at Zhan Qingcheng: "You are generous, you took it down after so many years, and now you want to help him up again, the dozens of lives in the Paofang will naturally have to be paid for by blood." .”

"When did Mr. Zhang start to cherish human life?" Zhan Qingcheng looked playfully at Zhang Jiquan, whose clothes were slightly disheveled.

Zhang Jiquan was already old, but his body was extremely strong, and his eyes were piercing.

He ordered Tian Qi to get the medicine box, and said to Su Fengjin: "If you want the old man to save people, you can work as a short-term worker in the mansion for three days, and you will live and eat in Zhang's mansion, how about it?"

"Okay, I agree." Su Fengjin was worrying about the consultation fee, but unexpectedly the other party spoke first.

"No!" Zhan Qingcheng stepped on the icy snow and pulled Su Fengjin behind him.

When Zhang Jiquan heard it, his face immediately turned pale, he turned around and went back to the mansion: "Tian Qi, close the door, if this bastard dares to open the door again, he will sprinkle poisonous powder!"

"Master Zhang, I promise, and I ask Master Zhang to save people quickly." Su Fengjin hurriedly pushed Zhan Qingcheng away.

"Do you know what you are talking about! This old man..." Zhan Qingcheng felt worse than death when he thought of being treated as a human target for three days!

Master Zhang snorted: "Who is in charge of you!"

Su Fengjin clasped fingers with Zhan Qingcheng, and raised the other hand: "I promise, Mr. Lao Zhang."

Zhang Jiquan snorted arrogantly, then led Su Fengjin and the others into the carriage, and then ordered someone to give Su Fengjin a pair of shoes to put on: "I don't want to come to rescue this vulgar man after healed the Fu family of the Zhao family! "

Zhan Qingcheng was sitting in the carriage, holding his wife in his arms, noncommittal to that vulgar and reckless man, now he is in a much better mood, and if he is in the mood, he can dance a sword to cheer him up.

When a group of people came to the Zhao Mansion, the Zhao Mansion hadn't stopped yet, Su Fengjin led Zhang Jiquan and hurried to the back room.

Zhao Ruancheng stood outside the house, he was as cold as a snowman in the windy and snowy weather, seeing Su Fengjin running from outside the house in a plain white dress, he was a little dazed for a while.

Su Fengjin ran up to him, panting slightly: "I originally asked Imperial Doctor Zhang to save their mother and child, but I also want to tell you that I have a good life in Zhanfu, and the general treats me very well. Please don't worry about it, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Ruancheng moved his lips with a pale face, showing a sad smile: "If I say that this child is not mine, can you believe it?"

Su Fengjin stood there dumbfounded, but Zhao Ruancheng laughed, and brushed off the snowflakes on her shoulders: "I'm just joking with you, why do you have this expression?"

Su Fengjin heaved a sigh of relief, passed Zhao Ruancheng and went into the house, Taifu Fu showed surprise when he saw Su Fengjin: "Madam General..."

"Did Doctor Zhang go in yet?" Su Fengjin glanced inside, but the door was closed tightly, and nothing could be seen.

Madam Fu nodded with tears in her eyes: "I went in, it was already a dystocia, but now he is bleeding heavily, I don't know what evil I have done to my miserable child to suffer such pain."

There was blood coming out of the room from time to time, Zhan Qingcheng's tall body strode in from the outside, stood beside Su Fengjin, glanced at the blood coming out of the pots, and suddenly covered Su Fengjin's eyes: " There are a lot of plum blossoms planted in the Zhao residence, why don't you go and have a look?"

Su Fengjin pulled his hand down and shook her head: "I'm fine."

Lan Xin was forgotten by everyone in the corner, staring at Su Fengjin like knives in her eyes, but the superficial work is done after all, Lan Xin took the cloak and came over, and said to Su Fengjin: "Why did my sister come here? It's so cold, you should wear something warmer."

Zhan Qingcheng pulled his fox fur cloak on Su Fengjin's body, and said calmly: "It's cold, just take care of yourself."

Lan Xin was a little embarrassed for a moment, she put on her cloak, supported Madam Fu and said in a gentle voice, "Madam, don't worry, it is rumored that Mrs. Zhang is very skilled in medicine, I think Sister Wenying will be able to save the day this time."

Mrs. Fu patted Lan Xin's hand to comfort her a little: "Thank you for your kind words, I just hope her mother and child are safe."

The bloody water was poured out one after another, and the smell of blood spread in the room. Since the wind was not visible, the doors and windows were not opened, and there were painful moanings piercing Su Fengjin's ears like needles. She was really terrified.

Zhan Qingcheng took her out and walked around the inner courtyard of the Zhao Mansion. The main courtyard was full of cold plum blossoms, and there was another place where the whole courtyard was planted with plum blossoms, but they still looked dry and bald, and hadn't bloomed halfway through. A flower, Su Fengjin stared at the flower, her eyes were a little dazed, and she vaguely remembered the past when she met Zhao Ruancheng.

It originated in the peach blossom forest, and now the fate is also lost here.

After finding a secluded place, Zhan Qingcheng sat on the wooden porch, trapped her in his arms, and rubbed her wrist leisurely with one hand.

Su Fengjin looked at him in surprise: "Where did you get the blood stasis medicine?"

Zhan Qingcheng rested his chin on her shoulder, and breathed hot breath on Su Fengjin's neck: "You should trust me, you can only trust me in this world."

Su Fengjin looked down at the snow flying outside the corridor, and asked softly, "Why didn't you tell me who killed Granny Du?"

"Is she important to you?"

"When I was seven years old, I was pushed down the pond in the winter. If it wasn't for Su Yunjin who saved me, I would have died. But in the end, it was Granny Du who carried me on her back for more than a dozen miles to seek the help of Zhiguan of Qingxu. It was me. It snowed heavily that year, and Granny Du was ill for a long time when she came back. If it wasn't because my mother left and couldn't let me go, she wouldn't have held on for so many years..."

Su Fengjin chattered about some past events, Zhan Qingcheng's eyes dimmed: "Do you want to see your grandfather?"

"My mother said, let me never go to Jiangnan in my life, let alone recognize my grandfather." Su Fengjin shook her head, even if she had nothing and was dying, she would not go to Jiangnan for help.

"Silly Jin'er, it will get better." Zhan Qingcheng sighed while concentrating on the frozen water, the cold wind of deep winter swept up the ice scum on the ground and slapped his face, Su Fengjin nestled in his big fox fur In the cloak, looking at the cold world outside, there is a little purity in the bottom of the eyes that has not been deeply involved in the world.

Wan Zhu hurried over from the other side, panting and said: "Miss, it's a baby, it's Mrs. Wen Ying's baby."

"Is mother and child safe?" Su Fengjin jumped out of Zhan Qingcheng's arms, her eyes sparkling.

"Peace! The baby is a young master. The servant took a look at it, and it was wrinkled and ugly." Wan Zhu hesitated for a while, then opened his mouth.

Su Fengjin stretched out her hand towards Zhan Qingcheng: "Quick, let's go and have a look too."

Zhan Qingcheng snorted, rather dissatisfied: "The surname Zhao is 23 years old, and he is 24!"

Su Fengjin's face was pink, Zhan Qingcheng stood up, looked at her small body and said, "Grow up quickly."

Su Fengjin suddenly looked up at him, her eyes moist.

"I'm already seventeen, and I'll be eighteen after the new year." Su Fengjin gestured.

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: "Your figure really doesn't look like seventeen. It's more like fourteen."

"You! You can leave here to blow the northwest wind. I'm going to see the young master of the Zhao family." Su Fengjin happily ran towards the end of the corridor, and Zhan Qingcheng started to chase after him with a smile on his face. His steps are fast, and he can beat Su Fengjin's three-step little golden lotus in one step, and he is chasing at a leisurely pace.

When I returned to the back room, I saw that everyone was very happy. The members of the Fu family and the Zhao family flattered Zhang Jiquan so much that they looked down on the imperial doctor in the court hall. They wished they could kneel and kowtow to show their gratitude.

Zhang Jiquan let them make noise, packed the box and said quietly: "Don't thank me, if Mrs. Zhan hadn't agreed to come to my house to do three days of hard labor, I wouldn't be so kind. Let's go."

Su Fengjin stared at Zhang Jiquan, her eyebrows crooked with a smile: "Master Zhang, you have built a seven-level pagoda today."

Zhang Jiquan snorted: "Tomorrow I will go to work in the house."

"Master Zhang, go slowly." Su Fengjin sent him away with a smile.

Zhao Ruancheng was a first-time wife, her complexion was tense, and she had never felt too much joy when meeting her.

Su Fengjin looked at the child eagerly, and was overjoyed: "Can you give me a hug?"

Zhao Ruancheng handed her the newborn child, and suddenly felt that they really looked like a family of three, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and his tone was gentle: "Hold his head and waist, yes, just be careful like this."

Su Fengjin looked at this wrinkled newborn child, and compared it with Zhao Ruancheng, who was as gentle and refined as a crown of jade... Could it be true that he was not his own?Why is there so much difference.

"Ah! He, he, he, he just moved a little bit." Because there was a carbon basin in the room, and there was no wind, so he didn't wear much.This child was originally a premature baby, but it was strange that it was six or seven months old, but it was like a full-term baby when it was born, and its small arms and legs were not to mention very strong.

"Really? He's young and vigorous." Zhao Ruancheng stared at the child with a dull smile.

"Have you chosen a name yet?" Su Fengjin looked down at the child's appearance and fell into Zhan Qingcheng's eyes. He was extremely gentle, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous. If they had a child in the future, Su Fengjin would treat the child like this. Zhan Qingcheng guessed that he would send the child out, if it was a boy, he would send him to Shaolin, or somewhere in Wudang to learn martial arts, if it was a girl, he would send him to the Imperial College!
He squeezed over calmly, pushed Zhao Ruancheng and Su Fengjin apart, and said abruptly: "What care do you put into naming things, just let them get it by themselves."

Su Fengjin handed the child in her arms to Zhan Qingcheng: "Look, it's really small, this little hand is only so big."

Zhan Qingcheng snorted: "Isn't your hand that big in my husband's?"

"..." I don't know what happened to Zhan Qingcheng, but he is determined to sing against her.

Su Fengjin backed away a little while holding the child, Lan Xin tripped Su Fengjin's foot suddenly, and Su Fengjin didn't forget the child when she fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)