Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 35

The east room finally calmed down, the charcoal basin radiated warmth in the room, the candlestick at the head of the bed was covered with a layer of light yellow lampshade, making the whole inner room very warm, Su Fengjin lowered her eyes, looking at the candlestick in her hand. A pair of mandarin ducks embroidered lifelike, pale and silent, she was sitting softly with her hair draped over her hair, showing a very light combing, Zhan Qingcheng thought, if it wasn't for his shameless death, he might be I'm about to be kicked out by her cold attitude.

Aunt Fang outside dragged a few maidservants to prevent them from disturbing them, Chunya stood at the door and gasped from the cold: "If she is so stupid that she doesn't know how to be sure, she deserves to die someday!"

Aunt Fang looked at Chunya and shook her head, patted her hand and reprimanded softly: "What nonsense are you talking about, don't you see that the master is staying in the east room now? The old lady will definitely not bring up the past. It's a pity that grandma has suffered such grievances."

Standing at the door, Wan Zhu was overjoyed, her tears had stopped, she stared at Chun Ya, it was rare that she didn't make trouble with someone.

The cold spring has not yet arrived, and the beginning of the new year has passed, and everything in Chang'an City is busy as usual. Zhan Qingcheng spends most of the day in the East Room, but the East Room The one in front of him didn't talk to him, but he was quite happy, rubbing against Su Fengjin's face shamelessly, but Zhan Qingcheng did everything he could to do things like administering medicine himself, and he would never fake it. For others, Su Fengjin couldn't take it anymore because of his posture that had been floating in front of his eyes for five or six days. She was wrapped in a white fox cloak, looked at Zhan Qingcheng beside the bed who was blowing medicine, and asked suddenly: "General, your Isn't your skin very thick?"

Zhan Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, but suddenly he was overjoyed: "Madam is willing to talk to me? A few days ago, I thought it was because those messy things were so violent that Madam became dumb."

Su Fengjin was embroidering the finishing project of the purse, when she heard the words she raised her head and looked at him coldly: "It's good if you're dumb, I don't need to talk to you."

But Zhan Qingcheng laughed, laughing wickedly: "That's not good, if you are dumb, wouldn't you lose a lot of boudoir fun?"

"Smelly shameless! You go, I don't need you to be hypocritical here, go!" Su Fengjin grabbed the medicine in his hand and started to chase people away.

Zhan Qingcheng sat by the bed, afraid that she would spill the medicine, so he had to get up, and said with a reckless smile: "I have been in the battlefield for so many years, and other things are very thin, but this layer of skin is thick, madam Do you want to touch it?"

"Get out!!!" Su Fengjin copied the smoky blue lotus embroidered with mandarin ducks at the end of her hand and smashed it on his face, Zhan Qingcheng was not angry, but just smiled, holding the bag like a treasure.

"Madam loves her husband very much, but there is no need to burn the lamp to embroider at night. I will keep this purse first, and I will give you the purse to embroider when I see you tomorrow. Otherwise, I am afraid I will hurt Madam's eyes."

Su Fengjin didn't know which muscle Zhan Qingcheng made a mistake, but he just felt that this man looked very good-looking when he smiled.In fact, Zhan Qingcheng was not badly born, coupled with his distinguished family background, numerous military achievements, and tall stature, when he was wearing a long-sleeved gown and was not talking, he looked very much like a son of a wealthy family, but if he spoke, these days Su Fengjin can always be forced into internal injuries.

"You go, don't come again! I'm already cured." Su Fengjin held the medicine, which was still slightly hot, touched the bowl with her fingertips, and the hot feeling spread into her heart like this, she was determined I won't let myself get stuck in such a stupid way anymore, she has no reputation, and I don't expect to lose her life together in the end, whether it's immersed in the lake or locked in a cage, those days are really too painful, compared to her life After staying in Su Mansion for so many years, it was still painful, until lying here again, Su Fengjin felt more and more that this Su Mansion was not Binggui Mansion, but a hell, an eighteen-story hell, especially when Zhan Qingcheng stepped into this house At that time, he was more like Yan Luo who was demanding his life, which made Su Fengjin panic.

Zhan Qingcheng stood by the bed, let Su Fengjin scold, and said after she was tired of scolding: "Don't worry, I won't take these words to heart, you don't spend much time by my side now. As the days go by, you will naturally know, Jin'er, if you don't have me in Chang'an City, or if I abandon you and go out, you will not be able to survive."

"It's none of your business whether you can live or not, you don't need to pretend to be kind here!" Su Fengjin clenched her fists tightly, and suddenly threw the medicine in the bowl towards Zhan Qingcheng.

Zhan Qingcheng was immediately covered with medicine, the bowl fell to the ground, and broke into several petals with a bang, the light peach colored bowls fell from the branches like flowers, and shattered one after another, Zhan Qingcheng looked at her coldly With a ruthless appearance, his heart suddenly hurts like a needle prick.

He rushed towards Su Fengjin, pressed Su Fengjin on the bed, and sprayed hot breath on her neck, exuding a bit of charming breath: "Jin'er, you should be good and be obedient."

"Go away! Zhan Qingcheng! If one day you drive me to a dead end, I will die with you!" The hairpin in Su Fengjin's hand was firmly pressed against the back of Zhan Qingcheng's neck. With some force, maybe she can be freed, and the miserable days in the general's mansion can be ended.

Zhan Qingcheng held her hand, moved it to his chest, and said with a smile: "This is the position, Jin'er must remember it well, don't say it next time, just do it directly."

Zhan Qingcheng's strength was slightly stronger, and the hairpin pierced into Zhan Qingcheng's flesh, and Su Fengjin's left hand was pressed against his strong chest. It was hard for her to imagine that such a hard chest was pierced by the sharp hairpin. , what kind of pain it was, the blood slowly seeped out, Su Fengjin let go of her hand violently, raised her foot to kick Zhan Qingcheng, and cursed in panic: "Zhan Qingcheng! You are sick! Get out of here, Don't bother me any more!"

Zhan Qingcheng lifted her chin, those dark eyes were like eyes in the darkness, making Su Fengjin tremble all over, he just said: "You have to remember, you signed the contract, so you are my person , dead, is also my ghost."

"I'm not your person, nor your ghost! You're suppressing me..." The last soft call made Zhan Qingcheng's blood boil, how could he stand such a young age? Temptation, and a person who is yearning day and night, how can she hold it, and then a hand is poked in along the inner garment. Zhan Qingcheng used all the best medicine for her, and now the wound on her body is even worse. No scars were left.

There were thick calluses on the hands that had been fighting all the year round, and the calluses rubbed against Su Fengjin's silk-like skin, which made Zhan Qingcheng a little dazed. He lowered his head and kissed her softly, but touched her tears. Bitter cold at night.

All of Zhan Qingcheng's rationality ran back for a moment, and Su Fengjin lay in messy clothes among the quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, her jet-black hair shone with a slight warm halo under the hazy lamp, her body was as tender as jade. The skin reminded Zhan Qingcheng of the tactile feeling as if he was stroking a cloud a moment ago.

(End of this chapter)