Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 68 Wei Lanxin

Zhan Qingcheng took the umbrella and chuckled softly: "I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"I'm an abandoned woman, it's not good to show up with the general..." Su Fengjin hesitated, not knowing what kind of excuse he could find to not go.

Her Ah Cheng shouldn't be like this now.

"You have to remember, you are not an abandoned wife, you are the general's wife." Zhan Qingcheng opened the umbrella, put it on and walked into the rain curtain.

Su Fengjin tightly clutched the handkerchief in her hand, and Yiqiu's ten fingers inside it were crackling: "It's good that the surname is Zhao, and now I have to marry a young lady from the Tai Tuo's family. If this happens, his official career will be smooth sailing!"

The torrential rain brought moisture, which stained Su Fengjin's long skirt. She stood at the door, looking at the figure that was fading away, and felt that the east room was very quiet.

Wanzhu followed Su Fengjin's line of sight, and said with a smile: "Miss, you can't bear to part with me? Then the servants go to invite me back? I think I must be very happy."

Su Fengjin shook her head, turned around and went back to the house. Chun Ya yawned and went to sleep. Aunt Fang combed her hair, and her hair was almost graying with worry: "Tell me what a great opportunity this is. After all, I still value it. For you, I have inquired about it a few days ago, and my grandfather’s stay in Westinghouse is nothing more than the Westinghouse study where I slept, and there was nothing else. In this way, you and Westinghouse have the same starting point. You have to be careful Come on, now that the old lady only wants to have a grandson, you have to hurry up and have a baby before Lan Xin, so that you will be safe for the rest of your life."

Wanzhu patted Aunt Fang's hand, and said in a low voice: "Aunt Fang, my lady's menstruation comes slowly, and I don't know when it will come."

Su Fengjin is also a slow grower. Aunt Fang was surprised when she heard that: "That's right, I was confused before! Fortunately, I didn't do anything wrong. If this... this body never grows... I will suffer a great crime in the future of."

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes, touched her smooth little face, and looked at the person in the mirror, feeling very strange, time flies, the days of embroidery in Su's residence to earn some extra money are gone forever.All of this is like a dream. When you are alive, you will not live for a long time. When you die, you will die for a long time, and maybe you will never wake up again.

Tonight is Chunya's vigil, Yiqiu and Su Fengjin are still sleeping together, Chunya is very bored, so he takes a nap in the outer room.

Yiqiu lay beside Su Fengjin, stared at the embroidery on the account, and whispered to Su Fengjin: "Do you want to earn some money?"

"Huh? Do you have a way?" Su Fengjin knew that Yiqiu was the most easy-going child in Chang'an City, and there was no one who was worthy of the name who didn't know Yiqiu. The housekeeper's personal book boy earns the title of housekeeper, but because of her beautiful appearance, straightforward personality, and being merciful for the personnel department, she is also very popular with everyone, and it is easy to call her brother and brother.

"I have a friend who said that your embroidery looks a bit like Mr. Liu's, so I would like to ask you to help me embroider a few clothes, just... embroider five or six sets in spring, summer, autumn and winter. I will give you this number. How about it?" Mr. Liu is a well-known embroiderer in Chang'an City. The embroidered mountain birds, fish and insects are really lifelike, and the embroidery is so exquisite that people in the whole Chang'an city loot them.

Su Fengjin looked at the hand and blinked: "Five coins?"

"Qixi, 50 taels, do you want to embroider? There are finished clothes, just embroider something on it, and the embroidery thread will be provided to you."

Su Fengjin just felt strange: "Which one is it?" Asking her to embroider one dress is worth buying dozens of such clothes, but her embroidery skills are indeed hard to find. I can have some free time to embroider, but now in the general's mansion, I can only embroider some small things to subsidize. Now that the time has passed and people have been injured for so long, there is no time to embroider those things.

Yiqiu's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a perfunctory way: "This young man in Chang'an City has a lot of money, so what's 50 taels for a piece? Then I'll bring you the clothes and embroidery thread. It’s good enough to pass the time.”

Su Fengjin nodded in response: "Alright, if I embroider one piece, I'll share it with you. I can't tell you to run around in vain."

"I just love your pastries, they are priceless things." Yiqiu leaned against Su Fengjin's side with a smile, yawning, and the dim light made people doze off.

"What kind of fruit is your durian? I asked Chun Ya to search for it for a long time but I never found it, and many people have never heard of it." Su Fengjin has been thinking about this matter all the time, and her elder brother's matter is now loose. In one breath.

Yiqiu laughed so hard that the flowers trembled: "That is a tribute from the foreign lands when they came to court. The number one scholar awarded this one when he was the number one scholar in high school. I can't find it."

Su Fengjin replied, she was originally in a foreign land, no wonder she couldn't find it everywhere.

The hazy night spread in the General's Mansion, the sound of the rain gradually subsided, the entire Chang'an City was washed clean, the morning air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the sun slanted down from the bright tiles on the roof, There was a little dust floating in the light, Su Fengjin was woken up by the quarrel outside.

She put on a cloak and went out, only to see Master Zhuangyuan talking to Yiqiu in a friendly voice, Yiqiu waved his hand and took a few steps back: "I won't go back."

"Yiqiu, don't mess around." The champion had a headache, not knowing how this willful and arrogant girl became like this.

"You go to your Ye Zhiqiu, don't come to me, I was just rescued from the flower building by you, and I have blocked you for a few years, and it can be regarded as paying off, we will settle the matter in the future, don't you Come look for me, I won't go back to Zhuangyuan's mansion." Yiqiu pushed Song Renyi angrily, and ran behind Su Fengjin, her eyes were red and swollen, she bit her lip and pulled Su Fengjin's robe aggrievedly, and looked at her made a backing.

"Yiqiu..." Song Renyi pinched the folding fan, the hair crown on his head was slanted, and the clothes on his body didn't match, one was higher and the other was lower, the inside was bright red and the outside was white, The shoes are full of mud and dirt, and I don't know where he came from, but he seems to be a down-and-out young man, and his romantic spirit has been greatly reduced.

"Don't call me Yiqiu, I'm not what Yiqiu is." Yiqiu was angry and avoided seeing him.

Song Renyi was quite helpless: "I said that Zhuangyuan's Mansion is your home, and I will protect you for a day. I will be your sister, isn't it good? What else?"

Yiqiu lowered her head and remained silent.

Song Renyi said again: "You can stay here for a while longer, madam, please take care of her."

Su Fengjin nodded: "Don't worry."

After Song Renyi left, Yiqiu poked his head out, curled his lips, and murmured with red eyes: "Let's go, I don't know how to stay for a while, hmph, men really don't have a good thing! "

Su Fengjin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then do you want to stay? Or do you want to go back home?"

Yiqiu was very angry: "When I can't see it, it's just a cruel trick. Dress like this, and I'm not afraid of losing the dignity of his champion! Which girl in the street will take a fancy to him just now!"

Zhan Qingcheng wore a set of smoky blue robes, with green leaves and lotus flowers embroidered on the sides of the robes. Su Fengjin looked at the embroiderer and felt very familiar. On the outside of the robes was a double-breasted mandarin jacket, which accentuated his tall figure even more. His slender and elegant appearance, mixed with his strong general air, add to his masculinity.

Su Fengjin turned around and went into the inner room. Chun Ya yawned and changed Su Fengjin's clothes: "I was still arguing outside for a long time, and it's over so soon. Hmph, a mere book boy wants to be the wife of the number one scholar. Look at her foxy face, it's really a fool's dream."

Yiqiu, who was at the side with a clean face, was slightly stiff: "What did you say?"

"It's shameless to say that the number one scholar saved your life, so it's fine to cover your head with three thin tiles. You still want to make an inch of being a wife, and you don't look at you. No one in Chang'an knows As soon as you leave the gate of Zhuangyuan's Mansion, any young master who sees you will be able to hook the tower." Chunya changed Su Fengjin's clothes, and neatly pulled her hair, and then looked at Yiqiu.

"What? I said it wrong? Are you unconvinced? If you want to fight, come and pretend that I'm afraid you won't succeed." The bruise on Chun Ya's face hadn't disappeared yet, and now the two of them were about to tear up again. Su Fengjin hurriedly stood in the middle.

"Okay, look at the beautiful faces of the two of you, how you're beaten up." Su Fengjin looked at Yiqiu, then at Chunya, but Yiqiu didn't know the injury, the injury was all under the clothes, Chunya But it's miserable, Yiqiu is a ruthless one, who only hits people in the face, no, Chunya's appearance looks miserable, and those who don't know think she has been abused.

Chunya snorted: "I'm afraid she won't succeed!"

"Grandma is in a bad mood, don't mess with me." Yiqiu was not in the mood to argue with her, so she turned and went to the backyard.

Zhan Qingcheng leaned against the door, looking at Su Fengjin who was dressed up a little today, he felt his eyes brighten. There were spots of red plums on the rouge-colored pleated skirt, and the pale red top complemented his delicate and fair complexion. After putting on some rouge, he finally regained some complexion. The wooden hairpin carved with magnolia flowers on his head was not conspicuous, but after hearing Xiao Fugui's words that day, Zhan Qingcheng inevitably thought a little more.

"Your wooden hairpin looks elegant and simple."

Su Fengjin touched the hairpin subconsciously, and only said in a low voice: "It was a gift from an old friend, it's not something expensive."

Zhan Qingcheng reached out to touch it, but Su Fengjin hurriedly took two steps back to avoid it: "Then the wedding banquet...can you go with someone else?"

"What? The old love married a wife, and your heart hurts?" Zhan Qingcheng withdrew his hand, staring at Su Fengjin with gloomy eyes.

"Let's go." Su Fengjin raised her head and walked in front. Zhan Qingcheng walked beside her and walked out of the east room with her. This was the first time Su Fengjin went out through the main entrance these days. The banner of Xiqing troupe has been hung on the big stage in the garden. Several actors are standing on the stage and practicing walking. There are many chairs under the stage. It seems that the old lady invites guests to sit on her birthday.

Zhan Qingcheng noticed her gaze, and after getting into the carriage, he sat down next to her, and asked in a low voice: "Like watching a show?
When Su Fengjin's mother was still there, she often went to the theater with her mother. Later, when her mother left and her father married a stepmother, she just kept busy in the backyard and never went to see it again. Now Looking at the Xiqing troupe, there is always a taste of memories.

(End of this chapter)