Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 224 New Year's Wish
Su Fengjin pursed her lips and nodded: "But I haven't finished embroidering your jujube map yet. I only embroidered a jujube tree, and I haven't even finished embroidering those jujube-throwing children."

If Su Fengjin's craftsmanship is empty, there will never be anyone who can embroider double-sided embroidery in this world.

Zhan Qingcheng patted her little head and said with a smile: "Just keep it. When you have a child in the future, I will teach your child to embroider. You can always embroider."

Su Fengjin looked at Zhan Qingcheng, pointed to his chest: "I want to see that word."

Zhan Qingcheng stroked her hair: "It's nothing to look at, Zuo is just a brocade character."

"Then I'll also burn a word, the word city, okay?" Su Fengjin pawed on Zhan Qingcheng's lap, looking at Zhan Qingcheng who was leaning on the soft pillow and holding the wound medicine, the smile in his eyes faded.

There are always some people, when you meet again, you can let go of the past, ignore the past, and only care about the present.Because, time is running out.

"Which city?" Zhan Qingcheng tapped her nose with pampering.

"The city of Qingcheng, is it okay?" Su Fengjin rubbed her face against Zhan Qingcheng's thigh. It was an itchy face, but it was an unintentional move, but Zhan Qingcheng had an inexplicable reaction. She covered it with her sleeves, and coughed twice: "It's a bit different from Zhao Ruancheng's sincerity. You are a girl, what are you doing with those things. It hurts so much, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Su Fengjin looked at her hands wrapped like rice dumplings, her eyes darkened: "How long are we going to stay in prison?"

"Tomorrow is the New Year." Zhan Qingcheng's body was covered with injuries, but he was wearing black clothes, so it was not obvious.

"Well, we will live for many years, right?" Su Fengjin lay beside him, looking at the book beside the desk: "Read it to me."

The name of the book is "Painted Porcelain". It tells the story of a foreign emperor marrying a Han woman as a concubine after the country was destroyed and the family was changed. In the end, the emperor became a monk, and the Han woman was also crazy. The story didn't have a happy ending, but Su Fengjin loved reading it a few days ago, probably because she felt that many sad tones in the book resembled herself, so she could always look at it several times over and over again.

Zhan Qingcheng's clear voice echoed in the room, he read the sentences in the book very slowly, but his tone was up and down, as if the scene was right in front of him.

"Compared to last time, Liulichang is very deserted at this time, and the shops on both sides of the street are half-closed... I found the alley from last time according to my notes, but I don't know how to get in to meet her..."

Yazhu and Anji stood outside the door, looked in twice, the small outer hall was built extremely crudely, in order to prevent the wind, thick and large curtains were built everywhere in this room in the sky prison, plus the light from outside It was dark, and there was only a dim lamp in the room, which seemed to be a bit easy-going for a while.

Seeing it, Anji secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Master and Mrs. Su are reading a book, don't disturb them."

Yazhu was silent, and went to decoct medicine with Anji. Anji set firewood and said softly: "Yazhu, if you can be free, go back to the countryside, it's better than Chang'an City."

Ya Zhu's fan caught fire, the medicine in the medicine jar rose into a mist, the water kept tumbling, after a long silence, Ya Zhu said: "I was rescued by the old lady, so I must serve her by her side of."

Anji suddenly became more courageous, stretched out his hand to hold Yazhu's left hand that had never held a fan, and said softly: "I always hope you can live well, recently I set up a hut in the eastern suburbs of the city , there are some things buried under the elm tree outside the house, you walk three steps towards the gate and dig again, although there are not many of these things, they are enough to protect you for the rest of your life, when the time comes, you will ask the official media to do it for you A good matchmaker, let An An survive this life. This was originally my own selfishness."

Yazhu suddenly shivered, staring at the constantly rising sparks, his complexion turned pale: "It's so so so if you die with Zhanfu, Yazhuyuan is not greedy for life and afraid of death! I appreciate your kindness, I will go Deliver medicine to the old lady."

Anji sighed: "Think about what I told you, Yazhu, I just hope you can live well. I was not afraid of anything in the mansion all these years, but now I am afraid of you and Zhanfu die together."

Anji and Yazhu have grown up together. Over the years, Anji has been busy with outside affairs, and Yazhu has been busy with the affairs of the house. One masters the outside and the other masters the inside. It is harmonious, because Yazhu is an old man. The person next to him, the old lady once joked that she wanted Yazhu to fill in the house, and Anji stopped thinking about it, but now, no matter how deep the affection is, when facing life and death, she will still say it, and she probably doesn't want to. I am unwilling to go.

Su Fengjin and Zhan Qingcheng had heard these words, because they were so close together, and Ya Zhu's voice was a little excited.

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes, her hand wrapped like a rice dumpling rested on the pillow and clapped her hands weakly: "Do you really care?"

Zhan Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly: "Those were originally the two of them's business, so what can I do?"

"It can be seen that Anji likes Yazhu very much." No wonder Anji was more nervous than anyone else when he said that he wanted to fill in the house, but he was relieved when he chose sandalwood instead of Yazhu.

Zhan Qingcheng pinched her face, feeling a little helpless: "I like you so much, why can't you see it? You beat and scolded me when you met me a few times ago, Su Fengjin, the most heartless person in this world The one with the lungs counts you."

Su Fengjin said to Zhan Qingcheng with a smile, "Then I'll have a word with you, and you can listen to me."

"What trick do you want to play again?" Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and approached with a smile.

Su Fengjin suddenly kissed him on the cheek, his pale face was slightly peach-colored, shy: "How? Did you hear what I wanted to say?"

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: "But kiss, what do you want to express? When you and I were tossing and tossing the whole night, you didn't see what I wanted to say."

He looked at Su Fengjin's flushed face with satisfaction, and thought to himself, it would be great if she would often have this complexion in the future.

"I'm serious with you, can you stop making trouble."

"How do you know what I'm talking about is not serious?" He looked at Su Fengjin with an angry face with a smile on his face. Children play, it must be very interesting to come to this day.

"Study, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Su Fengjin felt uncomfortable in her chest, hugged a pillow to rest her chest, and her back also felt uncomfortable. At this moment, new flesh began to grow on her back, and it was very itchy. She nestled under the quilt and rubbed against it rub.

Zhan Qingcheng slapped her on the small head: "You are growing flesh on the back, don't move around."

"Itchy, you scratch it for me." Su Fengjin shook her pair of paws, Zhan Qingcheng had no choice but to put them away, and gently rubbed them for her. Su Fengjin lay on the soft bed, humming in comfort: "Yeah , go up, go up a little bit, you need to push harder, um, right here, quick, comfortable..."

The people outside looked at each other when they heard the voice.

Hearing this voice, Zhan Qingcheng frowned: "The new flesh on your back hasn't fully grown yet, you can't use your strength, so you can bear it for a few days until it's all healed, you can scratch it any way you want."

Su Fengjin was like an eggplant beaten by Shuang: "If the injury is healed, scratch it again, so what's the point of scratching, my back is itchy, please scratch it for me again, my hand hurts too, please help me scratch it quickly " Su Fengjin rubbed his face against Zhan Qingcheng's leg, like a kitten, soft and sticky, making people feel uneasy for a while, Zhan Qingcheng's throat rolled: "Stop howling, I'll scratch it!"

Su Fengjin picked it up happily: "Quick."

Zhang Jiquan walked in from outside, looking at the two scratching their backs, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Now your injury is not healed, you can't scratch it, if you scratch it any longer, I'm afraid it will leave a scar."

Su Fengjin snorted and said, "It doesn't matter if there are scars, I am very itchy, Mr. Zhang, is there any way to relieve the itching."

Zhang Jiquan glanced at Zhan Qingcheng, and said with a smile: "This woman is like high-quality porcelain. If you touch a little bit and get hurt, then the price will drop. In the future, the younger generation will inevitably look down on you."

Su Fengjin lay on the bed, looked at Zhang Jiquan who was untying the gauze on her hands, and said in a muffled voice: "If he despises me, then I will let his son call someone else Dad from now on!"

Zhan Qingcheng coughed twice, and said aggrievedly: "You were the one who abused me at home, why now I despise you."

Su Fengjin watched as the gauze was untied round and round, the hand had been tossed out of shape, some bones were still exposed outside the skin, Zhan Qingcheng suddenly stretched out his hand to block her eyes, and said softly: "It doesn't matter ,It will be fine."

Su Fengjin panicked in her heart: "I... I seem to see bones, is that white bone a bone? Mr. Zhang, are my hands useless? My fingers don't respond, they just hurt. Am I right? Going to be lame."

Zhan Qingcheng wished he could rush to Xu's mansion and drag Xu Jin out into pieces, but seeing Su Fengjin's tone was exceptionally gentle: "No, Mr. Zhang is so good at medicine, just rest and recuperate. Don't be afraid, it's useless, you still have me."

Su Fengjin choked up and said, "You are going to the execution ground tomorrow, and you still want to lie to me."

Zhan Qingcheng's hand covering his eyes was slightly stiff, and he pulled out a bitter smile. Who said his Jin'er was simple and stupid, but in fact his Jin'er knew everything.

Seeing that Zhan Qingcheng didn't speak, she panicked terribly: "You don't speak again, do you want to abandon me and go to the execution ground alone, or...or you can take me with you, I will Don’t be afraid, anyway, I’m crippled too, I can’t embroider with my hands, and if I live, I won’t be able to earn money.”

Tian Qi walked in and said with a smile: "Sister Su, you can't say that, even if you can't earn money, can you still beg for food? If you really can't use your hands, take a broken bowl and go to Chang'an Sitting on the ground in the city, there must be many people willing to give you money, how easy it is."

Zhang Jiquan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He was trying to make you happy, don't take it to heart, this kid has such a temper, if your hands are embroidering...it's okay, but it's just that you have to rest for a year or so."

Su Fengjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to Zhang Jiquan: "Master Zhang, is there still room for the matter of the Zhanfu? Otherwise, you lead me into the palace, and I will go and beg Jinshang, he is so kind and determined." He is a good person, if you beg him, maybe he will forgive you."

(End of this chapter)