Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 237

Lu Yuwei pinched her fingers and calculated: "Well, there are about... a few."

"How many... How many?" The old woman was startled.

The door opened again with a creak, and Li Junzhi, Song Renyi, and the Seventh Prince stood at the door. If Zhao Ruancheng also came, they would really be there.

Lu Yuwei glanced at Li Junzhi, lowered her head and pulled at the chicken feathers as if she hadn't seen it.

For a while, the small courtyard was really lively. Song Renyi waved his hand, and people outside brought in some new things, and some people carried a pile of tiles to the house, mending here and there. In the yard, because of the drizzling rain, another pavilion was built. These people were also extremely fast. After working up and down for an hour, everything was sorted out. Song Renyi sat on the chair in the pavilion Looking at Yiqiu, who is busy in the small kitchen, thoughtfully.

The Seventh Prince was circling around Yiqiu: "It's unexpected that you can cook, and today I must have a good taste of your cooking."

Yiqiu glanced at the Seventh Prince, lowered his head and started cooking: "You are a prince, and you are running towards the west city without fear. You are not afraid of others gossiping about you. You didn't stay in the prime minister's mansion chasing Ye Zhiqiu before, why? Now you’re here again, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, Miss Ye will ignore you.”

Gu Ye has been busy with Yiqiu these days, so there is no time to think about Ye Zhiqiu from the prime minister's mansion, and now he can't help but break out in a cold sweat: "I really forgot about her, I just In the past, save some for me, I will come over to eat later."

Song Renyi raised his eyebrows as he watched Gu Ye rushing out of the small old courtyard: "Is this going to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Li Junzhi sneered: "You haven't been to Hongxiufang for quite some time." Li Junzhi stared at Lu Yuwei closely, but Lu Yuwei took out a knife that cut iron like mud and dissected a chicken neatly, and felt creepy, like her Several men dared to have such a temperament, but Li Junzhi hated her temperament, yet he missed her endlessly.Because of the thin face, I couldn't hold back my face for a while.

Song Renyi poured a glass of wine, staring at Yiqiu's busy figure, suddenly felt a little disgusted with the ordinary life of the wine pool and meat forest, so he said: "The days of delicacies from mountains and seas are too many, and it's not bad to have simple meals occasionally."

The old lady taught them some skills. She wanted to kill another chicken, but was stopped by Su Fengjin. The old lady could only shake her head, and went back smiling happily with a chicken leg and a bunch of fruits that Su Fengjin gave her.At the end, he was still talking about finding a good family for Su Fengjin, Zhan Qingcheng gave the old woman a murderous look, and frightened the old woman to run even faster.

Su Fengjin was brought by Zhan Qingcheng to plant flowers and plants in this small courtyard. Su Fengjin held an umbrella and handed the vegetable seeds to Zhan Qingcheng. I also used the remaining materials to build a shed on the other side of the open space, and put together the remaining bricks and stones to form a resting place. The seeds are roses and Zitengluo, which have a similar flowering period. Just pull it out and open it. I think it will be very beautiful if the whole flower shelf is covered with it.

Song Renyi looked at the rising smoke, and suddenly felt that such a day is suitable for fighting against Qingcheng, but as a general, he would be abolished, and there must be many people thinking of taking him life, safety becomes a problem. Fortunately, this place is hidden in the city, and no one would know about it.

After Su Fengjin finished planting the vegetables, she handed him a handkerchief to wipe his face: "These vegetables will all grow in the spring, and we can sell some of them."

Although there is not much money, for Su Fengjin, it is very good to be able to buy cloth and embroidery thread.

Zhan Qingcheng stroked her hair, and took the umbrella in her hand: "It's raining heavily, go to the pavilion and drink a glass of wine to warm up."

"It's not that you forbid me to drink." Su Fengjin entered the pavilion together with him. Such a good pavilion, placed in this simple courtyard, made the courtyard look shabby and thin.Fortunately, after Song Renyi sent someone to make such a fuss, there was no need for rain or wind to leak in the house.

Zhan Qingcheng brought her a cup of warm wine: "Shuanghua has a lot of stamina when drunk, just drink half a cup."

Su Fengjin took a sip from the wine glass and frowned: "Look at the taste, it's very fragrant and has an endless aftertaste."

Zhan Qingcheng took her cup and drank the rest: "You are weak and not suitable for drinking. Half a cup is fine."

Song Renyi held his folding fan and smiled flirtatiously: "Your husband and wife are really deeply in love with each other."

Zhan Qingcheng added to Xiang Tuan: "Indeed."

If it weren't for the fact that Zhan Qingcheng is now a commoner, such things would have been served by maids, but now there are no maids to serve him, it doesn't matter, he is a general, and he was not cared for and pampered since he was a child day. ,

The thickness of Zhan Qingcheng's face has also increased accordingly. Someone knocked on the door outside. Seeing that everyone was busy, Su Fengjin ran to open the door. Standing outside the door was Zhao Ruancheng. Zhao She, behind him, took some things and stood there, nodding and smiling at Su Fengjin implicitly.

Su Fengjin's eyes showed a bit of alienation: "I don't know why Mr. Zhao came to this simple hut."

Zhao Ruancheng offered up what was in his hand: "Your case has been clarified, this is more than [-] silver bills, and it should be returned to the original owner."

Su Fengjin was silent, stretched out his hand to receive the silver bill, Zhan Qingcheng pulled Su Fengjin behind him, and said calmly: "Since it is the money of the Zhanfu, it should belong to the imperial court."

Zhao Ruancheng stared at Su Fengjin who was behind Zhan Qingcheng, and frowned slightly: "Why has she lost so much weight recently, Zhan Qingcheng, is this how you take care of her? Now that you are a commoner, what can you give her? Why are you so selfish?" , to occupy her like this. Have you forgotten that you have already given her a letter of divorce..."

Su Fengjin jumped in front of Zhan Qingcheng, and said in a deep voice: "This is a matter between Caomin and him. Mr. Zhao doesn't need to intervene. It rains in spring and the weather is cool, Caomin will not receive Mr. Zhao."

The door was about to be closed in front of Zhao Ruancheng, but Zhao Ruancheng said in a deep voice: "Feng Jin, what happened earlier was indeed my fault, I misunderstood you and abandoned you because of what others said. Now, are you willing to give me another chance? Those vows are all for the sake of counting. Are you willing to give me another chance? Don’t worry, I will treat you well. You will always be the only mistress in the house. If you marry again For me, those rumors will be self-defeating and no one will speak ill of you again."

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes and stared at Zhao Ruancheng's shoes. Entering this place from the east room, the road is not easy to walk, and the carriage can't get in, and there is a section of the road here that is muddy, and his feet are not wet. Less mud, Zhao Ruancheng, who always loves to be clean, also has a lot of mud on his robes, looking at it carefully now, he is a bit embarrassed.

"I... now that I have him, I am very content, Mr. Zhao, you will meet better ones, you..."

But Zhan Qingcheng lost his patience: "She is pregnant with my child, so she will never go with you."

Zhao Ruancheng suddenly thundered: "Child... no, it's impossible, she won't have children!! How is it possible..., you Zhan Qingcheng, you bastard!"

Zhan Qingcheng finally knew who he learned that bastard from, and now that he thinks about it carefully, he doesn't even like the word bastard anymore.

"Then I have to thank Mr. Zhao for giving up and abandoning him back then. Otherwise, how could the grassroots get such a virtuous wife." Zhan Qingcheng embraced Su Fengjin, stretched out his hand and played with her face, with an intimate and doting gesture, and looked at Zhao Ruan Cheng wanted to vomit blood.

"Feng Jin, if you are willing to go with me, I will treat this child as my own son. After all, the Zhao family is a family of officials and officials. It is good for you and the child..." Zhao Ruancheng stared at Su Fengjin, she was no longer the same as before. Zhao Ruancheng's complexion became pale, although thin and thin, when she leaned against Zhan Qingcheng's arms, she already showed the tenderness of a little daughter. He ran in the rain and waited for the rain pavilion with him in the peach blossom pavilion.

Su Fengjin whispered: "Master Zhao, you go back, I am his wife, so I will follow him."

"The letter of divorce..." Zhao Ruancheng's heart was stabbed like a needle.

"There is no divorce letter. There was no time on the divorce letter he gave me, so I couldn't count it. I was so angry at the time that I didn't notice it." Su Fengjin smiled with crooked brows and eyes, her face was like a peach blossom, and her breath was also glowing. Slightly peachy.

Zhan Qingcheng took a step back: "Master Zhao, go slowly, don't see him off."

Zhao Ruancheng stared at the closed door, his eyes darkened, Zhao She held a box of gold in his hand, hesitated for a moment: "Master, then this..."

Zhao Ruancheng rubbed the center of his brows: "In the future, throw this gold on the road she must pass."

"Master, isn't she really pregnant? But looking at the skinny one, she really doesn't look like it." Zhao She looked suspicious, and he just deliberately looked at her belly, it was very flat, presumably, it should be for It's my father who is angry.

Zhao Ruancheng sighed, brushed his robe, turned and left the small old courtyard.

When passing by the small shop selling sour plums, he specifically ordered Zhao She to buy them and send them to Su Fengjin. He didn't knock on the door, but sent someone to put the things at the door.

Su Fengjin and Zhan Qing went back to the house, she lowered her head, looked at her flat stomach, a little dazed: "Do you like children?"

Zhan Qingcheng paused in his thoughts before saying, "I don't like it."

Su Fengjin snorted: "Then why did you say that I was pregnant? If someone else asks, then... what will you say then?"

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Su Fengjin's stomach, and sighed: "Come here."

Su Fengjin looked at Zhan Qingcheng who was on the main seat, and leaned over. Zhan Qingcheng held her face and rubbed her face: "In my opinion, nothing is as important as your coming. Don't think too much about it. Child, it doesn't matter, I think it's because I killed too much on the battlefield, and God doesn't want to give me a child, so it's okay, it's too tiring and annoying to have a child, and you just happen to be clean."

Su Fengjin's face turned reddish: "If...or else, I'll go find some medicine, make up...more supplements, there will be... there will be. You go to the battlefield to defend your home and country, so it's not meaningless kill!"

(End of this chapter)