Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 8
Wanzhu Lihua rushed forward with rain, knelt on the ground, and wailed towards Zhan Qingcheng: "Master, my young lady has always been honest, and she rarely even goes out to the east room. If she makes any mistakes, please forgive me." Take it easy..."

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Wanzhu, stretched out his hand to lift Feng Jin's chin, wiped the blood on her mouth with his rough fingertips, he had a lot of blood on the battlefield, but there was never a single person Su Fengjin's blood will be like Su Fengjin's, which can make his heart hurt. Even if he is Qing Ruyu, his affection is only as gentle as water, never before, it comes hastily and ferociously.

"Honestly? An abandoned woman who has committed many crimes, I really can't change it." He let go, and wiped his bloody fingers casually on Su Fengjin's dusty clothes, looking from her swollen face Sweeping up, forcing himself, he moved his gaze elsewhere.

An Ji looked at Feng Jin with empty eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Master, then she..."

"It's up to you, I don't want to see her again." Zhan Qingcheng turned and left the east room, leaving only Su Fengjin's decisive back. Su Fengjin was still holding a piece of blue embroidery thread in his hand, like a dead fish, as if No matter how much you toss, there won't be too many emotions on your face.

Seeing her, Anshi suddenly felt disgusted, but for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to send her to work in the courtyard at the back. Wanzhu was her married girl, so she went with her, master and servant A pair of hands soaked in cold water in winter is rubbing clothes.

Aunt Fang came to see her once, but she just glanced at her from a distance, said nothing, sighed, shook her head and left.

Feng Jin's clothes are thin, and she is washing a pile of clothes by the well. It is snowing today, and a girl comes with a pile of clothes and throws them beside her, bossing her around: "Hurry up! Don't try to be lazy! A Abandoned woman who flirts with flowers, what more face do you want!"

Feng Jin struggled to rub the gorgeous brocade clothes in her hands. The water in the deep winter was covered with a layer of ice slag. She had washed the clothes for three days, and her skinny hands were swollen with frostbite. Her face had receded and swollen, and she squatted on the ground rubbing her clothes, pale with cold.

As soon as she was ordered to wash clothes in the backyard, the group of people who used to think she was not worthy of the Lord all came out, bossed her around, and even bullied her. She couldn't eat, couldn't wear cotton-padded clothes Not to mention not wearing a quilt.

Haitang carried a few clothes from a distance, glanced at the girl, and said warmly: "It turned out to be sister Xiuchun next to the old lady, what's the matter? The weather is so cold?"

Xiuchun is the most beautiful girl around the old lady. Day and night she dreams of flying up a branch to be admired by the general. The old lady treats her like a half-daughter, so she is very arrogant in the house. Well, it's not easy for Westinghouse to offend the old lady openly, so their attitude has always been a lot of forbearance. As a result, Xiuchun can be said to have walked sideways in the general's mansion.

"She's not such a flirtatious slut! With her appearance, she is worthy of being a grandma! I'm not worth it for that Westinghouse. A few days ago, she distracted my master's mind for no reason." Xiuchun watched the movements coldly. The stiff Feng Jin kicked her impatiently, and urged: "Hurry up! How long will it take to finish washing? The old lady will wear these in a few days! If you wash it badly, please be careful. skin!"

Speaking of the old lady, Feng Jin only felt that the pain in her whole body from flesh to bone overwhelmed the coldness in her body, and her head lowered even more.

Haitang smiled softly: "It's freezing cold today, you should be more careful, the old lady is still waiting for you to serve."

Xiu Chun stared at Feng Jin in disgust, then turned and left in a hurry.

Haitang stretched out her hand to help Feng Jin up, seeing Feng Jin trembling with fright, she comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, a few days ago, because the master and the old lady were angry, grandma didn't dare to offend her, so she secretly called me here Yes, you should wear these clothes warmer, Mr. Su has returned to his post now, you don’t need to worry anymore, just take care of yourself right now.”

Su Fengjin looked at Haitang blankly, moved her lips dully, and thanked her.

Haitang just felt that this grandma might not be as promiscuous as the outside said, so she patiently told her in a low voice: "In this mansion, you must remember not to trust anyone."

Su Fengjin didn't understand what it meant, but felt that the stone that was pressing on her heart finally fell to the ground, and the lives of the dozen or so people in the Su family were finally saved.

When Haitang returned to the west room, she saw that Qingcheng was reading a book of war in the house, and Lan Xin was crackling with the abacus in one hand, occasionally freeing up her hands to write down an account in the book. , with a dignified and elegant smile; "I didn't ask you to deliver a piece of clothing, why did you come back so late."

Out of the corner of her eye, Haitang took down the military book, but stared at Zhan Qingcheng who was in a daze with the book: "The servant saw that grandma had frostbite on her hand and was still doing laundry, so I chatted a little more."

Seeing that Zhan Qingcheng's face changed slightly, Lan Xin's heart suddenly sank. She must hold such a majestic and extraordinary man firmly in her hands.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't say a word, just listened to Lan Xin's gentle expression: "She is also a pitiful one."

Zhan Qingcheng threw the book of war into Anji's hands, got up and strode out of the Westinghouse.

Seeing that the person left, Lan Xin's face became gloomy. She stood up and swept all the chess pieces on the table to the ground, her eyes were red with anger: "What's so good about that slut! I want to miss him so much!"

Haitang stood aside, her eyes downcast, but it was Mrs. Qiu who greeted her, and smiled lightly at Lanxin: "Grandma's temper is like that of Guanyin, she is a living Bodhisattva, and the general praised grandma for being virtuous and virtuous a few days ago. How can the one in the east room compare to you, grandma? If you say that the people in the general's mansion hate the most, they should be the old lady and the one next to her, grandma, your reputation of being a virtuous person cannot be bad."

"It's obvious that I have a heart for her! Fortunately, if my parents hadn't helped me in this incident of stealing letters! Otherwise, I'm afraid that slut will compete for favor! She's just a flirtatious slut, and she deserves to Let's be equal wives together! Now I see what kind of waves she can make!" Lan Xin stood between the black and white chess pieces, squinting her peach blossom eyes with a cold light.

The old lady Qiu hurriedly smiled and echoed: "Grandma is still smart, let Chun Ya coax that slut to steal the evidence, now this is a big deal, even the master can't protect her, grandma is so kind , a person like a living Bodhisattva, I will definitely put all my thoughts back on grandma."

Lan Xin stared at the chess pieces all over the place, remembering the night when she first married into the general's mansion, she went out with the army after paying homage to Qingcheng, and she played chess with herself when she was free at night. After a day's work, it's finally coming to an end, but she has to be stepped into by that abandoned woman. How can she be willing to wait for so many years!
Lan Xin stared coldly at Mrs. Qiu: "You were picked by me, what should be said, what should not be said..."

Mrs. Qiu felt a shudder down her back, and hurriedly swears with a smile: "My wife is 1 loyal to grandma."

(End of this chapter)