Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 279 Domineering Battle against Qingcheng
Ye Zhiqiu poured a cup of tea for him, and said softly: "When my concubine was still in Hongxiufang, I had heard of Miss Yiqiu's name. If any of the benefactors in Hongxiufang mentioned her, they would all stand up. Thumb, the concubine thought, wouldn't even His Highness like her with such a temper?"

The tea cup in the Seventh Prince's hand cracked with a knock: "What do you mean?"

The corners of Ye Zhiqiu's lips quivered and he knelt down while flicking his clothes: "Your Highness, since you and I met in the palace back then, please help me."

The Seventh Prince threw the teacup back on the table and poured another cup of tea: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Ye Zhiqiu knelt on the ground, tears streaming down like rain: "The concubine...the concubine is pregnant."

"Ridiculous, you and I haven't been married yet, you...is that person's?" The teacup in the Seventh Prince's hand hit the ground with a bang, the tea splashed all over the floor, and also soaked Ye Zhiqiu's skirt.

"Your Highness, please help me, please, this child...I only have him, and I have nothing else to ask for." She tugged at the seventh prince's robe, and her originally pretty face faded because of her crying. Wrinkled into a ball, looking pitifully tight.

"Ye Zhiqiu, how can I beg your Highness? You left His Highness and left the palace earlier, but now you are pregnant with someone else's child. You come to beg His Highness? What do you want to beg His Highness! Take this highness on your head!" This green hat! Come, invite Seventh Concubine to live in the Wild Goose Pavilion in the backyard of the mansion, no one is allowed to visit without the permission of His Highness!"

The warm spring in Chang'an City arrived at noon when the dark clouds suddenly covered, and the warm spring passed a little bit, and the Ching Ming Festival seemed to be approaching. Zhan Qingcheng wondered if he should start preparing something, remembering that last year was the anniversary of the death of Su Fengjinniang, Now that I think about it carefully, I'm afraid that the woman who died in the fire in the Prince's Mansion was Su Fengjin's real mother.

Wanzhu glanced out of the window countless times: "Miss, it looks like it's going to rain outside, but the master is still outside, please open the door and let him in."

Su Fengjin looked down at the book: "Let him go."

Chun Ya placed the teacup by her hand, and her tone was as cold as ever: "You are the only one who has the courage to say such things in front of you, if the person from the Wei residence comes over, you can say these words to her, I, Chun Ya, cut off my head and kicked it for you."

Aunt Fang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I heard her tell nonsense, those days in the palace, she suffered a lot because of her sharp mouth, and now she hasn't learned how to restrain herself."

Chun Ya snorted and said: "The people in the palace are all greedy for money, and those with a little bit of background will rush to curry favor. It's boring to watch. I don't have the intention to hang out with them. I just want to go to bed. Where is it?"

Su Fengjin's movement of turning the pages of the book was slightly stiff, she thought carefully before saying: "Follow Yiqiu."

There was a bang of lightning and thunder outside the window, and heavy rain poured down. Su Fengjin subconsciously glanced at the yard, and the people in the yard had already disappeared.

Sitting under the lamp, Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking for, lady?"

"Who let you in? You go back, where you came from! What are you doing here!" Su Fengjin was very annoyed.

"Eat and drink with the lady, and take care of the benefactor who saved the lady, what's wrong with the lady?" Zhan Qingcheng has read a lot of short stories recently, and Su Fengjin's words are very polite. ear.

"Where did you learn this tune?"

"Don't you like Zhao Ruancheng's cool-faced scholar? You can learn it for your husband." Zhan Qingcheng drank tea all day, after all, Zhan Qingcheng was extremely busy when he was a general , I wish I could have two more hands, but now that I am suddenly free, other than reading the scriptures, drinking tea, or just teasing Su Fengjin, although life is also happy, but it is not on my own territory. The head is still tight.

"I like modest gentlemen!" Su Fengjin held the book in his hands, looked at the resolute Zhan Qingcheng under the lamp, his heart beat violently.

Zhan Qingcheng threw away the scriptures in his hand with a smile: "You can still be a gentleman to your own wife, which shows that it may not be true love. My wife should keep her eyes open. I don't want to find such an ex-husband like before."

Su Fengjin was a little helpless, this person said he couldn't leave, he couldn't scold him, let's fight, he can't win, she has no ability to fight against Qingcheng, does she really want to play a play with Zhao Ruancheng to make him angry!Thinking about it this way, Su Fengjin couldn't do it again.

"You're also an ex-husband!" Su Fengjin slapped him in the face with a script.

Zhao Ruancheng accepted the script that fell with a smile: "Since you insist on a big marriage, well, then let's get married again."

Zhan Qingcheng put down the small story book in his hand, and walked towards Su Fengjin. Su Fengjin's heart was warming up, but he suddenly picked him up: "What are you doing!"

"Since we are married, it is natural to have a festive night. I will ask Wan Zhu to light the dragon and phoenix candles later, and add some dates and peanuts." Zhan Qingcheng put her on the bed lightly, taking care of himself Thinking about it.

Su Fengjin put her hands in the middle, stared at Zhan Qingcheng and gritted her teeth: "Stop making trouble! Ah Cheng's eyesight is inconvenient, I promised to read scriptures to him tonight..."

Zhan Qingcheng turned pale, pulled off her clothes and sneered: "Is it true that all the people in the Zhao family are dead? Let you, a married woman, read the scriptures for him?"

"I still have your divorce letter..."

"It was you who wanted to follow me life and death before, why? Now you want to tell me nonsense about not following me? Let me tell you, I don't believe a word. If you dare to cheat Lao Tzu Hongxing, I will Then chop up Zhao Ruancheng!" Zhan Qingcheng was a real man who stayed on the battlefield, but now regarding Su Fengjin's matter, he seemed to be defending his own country, and he couldn't let a single inch of land go out. About the dignity of a man!

Su Fengjin struggled, and his hands were tied to the head of the bed by him again. He stretched out his feet and kicked wildly angrily: "Release me! The past was the past, and now is the present. Didn't you treat Qing Ruyu as well as before?"

Zhan Qingcheng rubbed her hair: "Come back with me, the vegetables in the vegetable field must have grown very big, and the seven chickens you raised are now looking like big hens, The flowers in that corner are also blooming, Feng Jin, don't you want to go and have a look? The Liu Guest House next door comes to eat all day long, and if you're not at home, I feel like cooking is boring."

This gentle and hoarse voice is a fatal wound, and I wish I could bring Su Fengjin back to the small old house.

Su Fengjin struggled for a while and lost her strength. She lay on the bed, smashing the pot and smashing it: "You can do whatever you want, isn't it just a touch? If there is anything, just treat it as a dog bite. It's just Zhan Qingcheng. Tell you, I'm tired of you, I don't want to see you anymore!"

"Really? You're talking about why you're tired of me." Zhan Qingcheng was lying on his side, with one leg still pressing on Su Fengjin's body, and the big arm and thigh were pressing on Su Fengjin so that he couldn't move.

"I...I hate everything, you are domineering and unreasonable! You bully me all day long..."

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and listened to Su Fengjin's cruel accusation, and smiled shamelessly: "Why do I listen to you like you are praising me?"

"Get out, don't occupy my bed." Su Fengjin managed to kick him with one foot.

Zhan Qingcheng stretched his thigh, and suppressed it again: "Next time, if you dare to tell me how disgusted you are, what nonsense you don't want to see me and let me go, Su Fengjin, I will let you die on the bed."

Su Fengjin stared at his incomparably firm face, only to feel that there was always a sun shining in her heart, that sun dispelled the cold night and darkness, but she had no choice but to expel this sun from her heart, because she couldn't afford to up.

"Zhan Qingcheng, please let me go, I'm already tired, I don't want to be with you anymore, I just like..."

Zhan Qingcheng blocked her, he knew how to make Su Fengjin happy, so that repeated big hands could make Su Fengjin's speech out of tune, all the breath and joy were born only because of him!

Wan Zhu and Chun Ya had already retreated, and Wan Zhu heard the voice inside who wanted to refuse but to welcome, she was a little depressed, and lowered her voice: "You said that the master is so strong, is it true that my lady will never be able to stand up?"

Chun Ya sneered and said, "I think it's because the master has no chance to turn around. Didn't you see that he didn't even want the pregnant woman in Wei's house, but wanted her alone?"

"But my young lady owes Master Zhao a pair of eyes, what a good thing." Wanzhu was very worried, if Zhao Ruancheng hadn't rescued Su Fengjin, she might be blind now.

Aunt Fang came over with a teacup, heard the voice there, coughed twice, and lowered her voice: "What are you doing squatting at the door of the house? Go and stay outside."

Wan Zhu got angry in a hurry: "This one is the ex-husband who saved my young lady, and the other is the step-husband who became a prisoner. How do you think my young lady chooses this!"

Chun Ya patted her on the shoulder: "I think you are overthinking. With your master's domineering temperament, even if your lady really chooses Mr. Zhao, I will definitely beat Mr. Zhao inhumanely, and then beat you to death." Miss Jia snatched it back and locked it up, Nuo, just like in the house right now."

Wan Zhu blushed, poked Chun Ya's shoulder and said coyly: "I hate it, you see what you have learned after entering the palace, and you dare to say anything outside, and you don't know what to worry about."

Aunt Fang put the teacup on the table in the hall outside: "Don't worry about it, go and have a rest."

Wan Zhu held Chun Ya's hand, and smiled blindly: "Then I'm going to sleep with Chun Ya today, because it's raining so hard outside, I'm a little afraid of thunder."

Chun Ya looked disgusted: "You are so old that you are still afraid of these things."

The two maids left in such a fuss, Aunt Fang couldn't laugh or cry, she found a good place to sit down, glanced around the room, and sighed, this young man is really good, he can still toss around day and night.

The room was full of heat, and Su Fengjin had no strength in her body. Looking at Zhan Qingcheng, who was working extraordinarily hard, she muttered vaguely: "Ah...Ah Cheng...Ah Cheng..."

Zhan Qingcheng seemed to have been splashed with cold water, he stopped his movements, pinched Su Fengjin's chin, his gloomy face seemed to kill someone: "Su Fengjin! Shout again!"

Su Fengjin is still conscious, but thinking about it now, with Zhan Qingcheng's temperament, he will let him leave by himself, unless it is her betrayal.Su Fengjin suddenly broke away from the hair tie, opened her hands to touch his stomach, and winked like silk: "Ah Cheng."

(End of this chapter)