Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 56 My Heart Is Overwhelmed

"Satisfied." Like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, she followed Zhan Qingcheng to the dining table and sat down. Looking at the table, she didn't have much appetite. After all, she had already eaten before being dragged by Zhao Ruancheng. Although it was half a bowl, she didn't eat much on weekdays, so she was already full.

"Eat." Zhan Qingcheng took the bowl, picked up a few chopsticks for her, and didn't stop. After a while, the bowl was full. Su Fengjin was a little worried, holding the bowl carefully, Rarely obedient.

Su Fengjin didn't say she couldn't eat, and started to pick up the rice with the bowl in her hand. She ate half of a bowl of rice, and felt sick several times. Zhan Qingcheng glanced over, and she quickly picked up the rice again, just staring at it and taking a bite. Su Fengjin's bowl of rice was exhausted.

Zhan Qingcheng's meal is three times that of Su Fengjin's. Not only the rice, but most of the dishes are also destroyed by Zhan Qingcheng. Zhan Qingcheng has always had a rule when eating, but he doesn't like to waste, so every dish in the mansion will be carefully considered. Basically, there are no leftover meals, and this time it is the same.

Zhan Qingcheng wiped his hands, rinsed his mouth with a cup of tea, and said to Su Fengjin, who was clearly struggling, "Come with me to the study." "Yes." Su Fengjin followed behind him with downcast eyes. Su Fengjin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhan Qingcheng walked very slowly, just like taking a walk, Su Fengjin walked even slower, behind Zhan Qingcheng, separated by a distance of one or two meters, Zhan Qingcheng's cautious appearance made Zhan Qingcheng very useful, at least she knew Take care of yourself, and know that fear is not!
"Why are you walking so slowly? Keep up." Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Su Fengjin who was behind him, stretched out his hand and dragged him to his side, and walked to the study side by side.

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes and saw the smoky blue purse on his waist, and felt that the stitches were very familiar: "Who gave this purse?"

Zhan Qingcheng smiled suddenly, his face was full of spring breeze, as if he had been spat with chicken blood: "It is Lan Xin who gave it to me, she is better at serving others than you."

Su Fengjin just thinks that Lan Xin can embroider such a purse, which is really amazing, so if she doesn't go back to Zhan Qingcheng, Zhan Qingcheng only thinks that she is angry, and is very happy in her heart, thinking that she can't hold on. Light, so it took some detours before going to the study.

Su Fengjin went to the study and studied the ink for a while, then suddenly threw the ink stick and ran out, leaning against the tree for a good meal.

Zhan Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat and he threw the pen and chased after him. He patted Su Fengjin on the back and frowned slightly: "Anji, go and invite the doctor over."

Su Fengjin shook her head: "No, I'm fine, just spit it out."

Anji came out with tea and handed it to Zhan Qingcheng. Zhan Qingcheng held the tea cover and handed the cup to Su Fengjin to rinse his mouth. The small bowl of rice is just like this, so it's no wonder that I'm so thin that it hurts to hold it!
"How can this be done? What if there is a happy event?" Zhan Qingcheng said half-jokingly.

Su Fengjin gave him a blank look, she hasn't come yet, how could she be happy!In fact, looking around, many girls came here when they were thirteen or fourteen years old, but Su Fengjin didn't know why, she came very slowly. Now she is almost seventeen, and there is no response. She secretly invited some doctors, I also asked Doctor Zhang, and they all said that it was because of my special constitution, so it was okay to come later.

"If you are willing, I can make you happy next month." Zhan Qingcheng looked at Su Fengjin with a smile. She is petite and thin, but her hips and hips are well-grown. Yuexiong is not so predictable. Cheng's own body is still flat, and there is no arc at all when you touch it on weekdays. Doctor Zhang also said that she grows relatively slowly, and now she is just a child's body. Zhan Qingcheng thinks that she should take good care of her body. Once raised, it will not be too late to eat when they grow up in the future.

"Shameless!" Su Fengjin almost vomited, took the tea and rinsed her mouth, her complexion was a little pale.

Zhan Qingcheng led her back to the study, sent her to sit down, wrapped her in a blanket, and threw a book to her: "Recite this poem, I will check it at night."

Su Fengjin stared at the poem, a little dazed: "The Book of Songs, National Style, What Style, Baizhou...the name is so long."

"It's called Beifeng, and it sounds the same as memorizing. The Book of Songs is a literary style. Bei is originally a country, and Baizhou is the name of the poem. Recite it well, and I will watch you." Zhan Qingcheng didn't mention Changfeng Pavilion at all, and walked around a few times Step by step sat in front of the big rosewood table, sat down, stained with ink, and started writing.

Zhan Qingcheng occasionally glanced to the left when he was working. Seeing Su Fengjin looking at the poem with a blank face, he just thought it was funny.

Zhan Qingcheng simply put down his pen, came to her side, and asked with a smile: "What don't you know?"

Su Fengjin stared at those words and twisted the handkerchief, and said in a muffled voice: "They all... don't know much about it."

"Then start with the first sentence..."

Anji brought tea several times back and forth, and saw them reading at Hongxiu Tianxiang night, so she just ordered someone to light up the lamp and not to bother them anymore.

The weather in spring is gradually getting warmer, but because it has been raining for the past few days, the old lady's knees have been hurting badly. Zhiyu kneaded for her for most of the night. He stayed in the study and never came out at night.

The old lady brushed Zhiyu's hand away, fumbled for the pipe and took two puffs. She is usually not good at that, but recently when her leg hurts so badly that she can't bear it, she always takes two puffs. The husband is no longer in this world, but the eldest son is still there. The second son died in battle, the third child disappeared, and the youngest daughter ran away from home again. Now even the owner of the east room is trying to make her suffer. Life is getting worse and worse.

"Let her go." After all, the old lady felt ashamed a few days ago, so she relaxed a little.

Zhiyu helped the old lady to the side of the charcoal basin, waited for her to sit down, and said in a low voice: "Old lady, the one in the east room doesn't look good if she goes on like this, but I heard that I don't know what kind of spell she uses. The general taught her to treat her wholeheartedly, and if this continues, Grandma Westinghouse will... Granny Westinghouse is also a very good person, if the dear master who wants to come to Wei Shangshu's mansion finds out, I'm afraid there will be trouble." It's a slap in the face for a lady from the second-rank family to be equal to a lady from the ninth-rank Zhima family, and it's fortunate that she got such an imperial edict today.

The old lady seemed to hesitate: "But the previous matter..."

"The previous incident was her own fault. If she had informed Xiangqing earlier, there would be no further incidents. After all, it was Westinghouse who kissed the old lady. If the master handed over the sovereignty of the mansion to Easthouse in the future, Then we have to mess up." Zhiyu was born with a bit of appearance, and she was also a pretty girl from a distance, with a clever personality, and she was quite favored by the old lady's side in the past few years when she entered the mansion, but She has always looked down on Yazhu, and always feels that she is favored by the old lady because she stayed in the mansion to serve the old lady since she was a child. When it comes to pleasing others, Yazhu must be far behind her.

The old lady seemed to have made up her mind, and put down the hookah: "Lan Xin is a sensible and filial child, the General's House must not let her down."

It has been several years since Lan Xin married into the General's Mansion, and she has done her best to serve the old lady. The lady's demeanor and demeanor are very popular with the old lady. Moreover, the old lady is also a descendant of the Duke's mansion, so she looks down on Su Fengjin even more Such a background.

"Yes, old lady, Grandma Lanxin treats the people in the mansion very well. The old lady should help her a bit. The one in the east room may cause some troubles again. The servant heard about the incident in the east room. That elder brother of hers went to prison for corruption or something, and he was not a good official, and the whole family is virtuous." Zhiyu pinched the old lady's leg, her voice was clear and soft, the old lady The person lay on the bed and squinted, and didn't answer for a long time. Lan Xin looked up and saw that she was asleep. She quietly took a blanket to cover the old lady, and dozed off by her side.

The warm spring came very quickly, and in just one night, the peach blossoms in the mansion bloomed cleanly. The peach blossoms in the mansion were as white as snow, stirring the new leaves and spreading them on the trees.

Su Fengjin stayed in this study for two days, and these two days have achieved some results. At least I have memorized the poem, and I can read a sentence like a literati. Qingcheng would also take some free time to guide her in writing. Su Fengjin studied very seriously. She thought that if she left the general's mansion in the future, she would not be bullied because of illiteracy, so she was extra serious.

On the third day, Lan Xin went back to the mansion. When she entered the mansion, she went to the study to look for Zhan Qingcheng. Zhan Qingcheng was not there. She saw Su Fengjin sitting at the small desk next to the desk writing crooked words, and her complexion suddenly turned pale. I thought that if she was not at the house, the master might miss her a little bit, but now it seems that she really made a wedding dress for someone else.

Su Fengjin held the pen, looked at Lan Xin and asked softly, "Is there something wrong, Young Mistress?"

Qiu Pozi beside Lan Xin looked at her coldly, and said sharply, "What are you doing in Master's study? Could it be that you have to steal things like last time?"

Su Fengjin put down her pen, her complexion was a little pale, she stood in front of the table speechless for a while.

Lan Xin looked at the bookmark in her hand, took it over and played with it, looked at the words engraved on it, and said with a smile: "My heart is so full that I can't roll it. It's really a good poem. This bookmark is also unique."

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes and didn't speak, just stood there, this indifferent attitude made Lan Xin a little annoyed, she threw the bookmark back, and smiled at Su Fengjin: "Mother's body is well, tomorrow I'm going to have a banquet with all the ministers' families Madam, my mother specially asked me to invite you to go with me."

Su Fengjin hesitated, and said cautiously: "I...I feel a little uncomfortable, can I..."

"Sister Feng Jin, I'm afraid it's not good to reject my mother like this? She prepared a special banquet for you. She thought that you and I love sisters. If you have time to meet those ladies Yes, it's a good thing. That's it. I'll come to find you and go with you after breakfast tomorrow." Lan Xin threw away the words, turned around and left, leaving Su Fengjin standing where she was, staring at the crooked handwriting I thought to myself, Lan Xin helped her after all, so I went to say thank you, it's good to think about it.

(End of this chapter)