Chapter Ninety-Seven: It's My Ancestor
Fang Qing looked at the man in front of him in a daze, "abandon, use, betrayal......" The piercing words pierced into the heart like a dagger in his heart, "What have you been through, are you as ...... as me?"
A huge sour feeling erupted from his heart, permeating his whole body, Fang Qing couldn't help it anymore, silently stepped forward, hugged Meng Qingshan, and let Meng Qingshan bite his thin lip in his arms, his eyes were closed, and he quietly wet his front placket......
I don't know how long it took, the man's heart calmed down, and he raised his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, it was a pair of long-awaited eyes.
The gentle kiss fell between Fang Qing's eyebrows, her nose grinded, and gradually probed downward, Fang Qing did not refuse, but the tears in her eyes could not be increased, and she gently turned her head to the side.
Meng Qingshan stopped his movements, a pair of big hands held up Fang Qing's soft neck, calloused fingers gently wiped the tears from the corners of Fang Qing's eyes, and his throat was low, "I'm sorry."
Fang Qing didn't say a word, lying on her side, gently wrapping her arms around Meng Qingshan, Meng Qingshan was lying on the carpet facing Fang Qing, ripped off the brocade quilt from the bed, covered Fang Qing's body, and pressed her tightly against her hot chest, her heart throbbed.
The night was quiet, and the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.
Yu Fangqing, her heart has been cold for a long time, she doesn't know if it's right or not, but she desperately needs this warmth, needs Meng Qingshan's hot chest, let herself stop, let herself be attached, curled up, and infatuated.
Yu Meng Qingshan, his heart has been numb for a long time, he knows her identity, but he urgently needs this hot feeling, he needs Fang Qing's sarcasm about his bright smile, angry eyes, grief and indignation, even if it is trouble and yin and yang weirdness, so that he can find the emptiness that has been missing for a long time, and enrich his hard heart.
After this night, Wujin Ju was happy, and Meng Qingshan did not ride a horse again, but shared a carriage with Fang Qing.
In the car, Fang Qing curled up on Meng Qingshan's lap, covered the ground with green silk, quietly listening to the heartbeat from Meng Qingshan's body, his heart gradually calmed down with the bumpy carriage, raised his eyes to look up at Meng Qingshan's handsome and dark cheeks, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Why do you look sullen and sad all day long?" ”
Meng Qingshan held Fang Qing's hand, kissed it lightly and put it on his cheek, and his cold little hand actually made him sober up a little, "I see that you are very happy every day, tossing the Lu brothers either going to the room to catch birds for you, or going down to the river to fish for you, even the camellia, the rules taught by the Meng Mansion, were also brought by you, and now you don't sit or stand, how did you do it?" ”
Fang Qing sat up with a grunt, pointed at Meng Qingshan, raised her eyebrows, "I just said one sentence about you, you have so many sentences waiting for me, are you a general or a housekeeper, how can you be more mother-in-law than a woman?" ”
Meng Qingshan held Fang Qing's fingers, held them in the palm of his hand, and took advantage of the situation to hold her in his arms, "I don't want to, I'll talk about it when I return to Yunzhou." ”
"Well, a qiē is the best arrangement, and I'll talk about it when I return to Yunzhou." Fang Qing let out a long sigh.
He lay crooked on Meng Qingshan's knees again, and muttered thoughtfully, "Qingshan, you said that when you returned to the mansion this time, how to explain to everyone that you hid me in the army, there is no impermeable wall in the world." ”
Meng Qingshan put his nose on Fang Qing's head and rubbed it, "Qing'er, you remember, I am your husband, and I will be in everything in the future, not you alone." ”
"Yes." Fang Qing nodded.
Fang Qing fell asleep on Meng Qingshan's knees again, "From now on, between heaven and earth, I am no longer an ethereal lonely Hong, I have him, Meng Qingshan." ”
After a few days of marching, Fang Qing was used to Meng Qingshan's arms and warm chest, but the two still slept separately, one on the couch and the other on the carpet, tacitly, but also sweet, and they could see the nostalgic eyes in each other's eyes every night.
Fang Qing didn't ask again, how did Meng Qingshan know the name of "Shao Zitian", and Meng Qingshan never mentioned the whereabouts of the "Four Princes"; As for "Qian Shanshan", it is even more tacitly ignored.
What can be felt is only the tenderness in each other's eyes.
Back in the mansion, General Meng Lao was naturally smiling, and seeing that Fang Qing had also returned safely, he was even more happy, and ordered someone to repair the rockery bridge stone in the annex of Qingshan, so that Fang Qing could relieve his boredom.
"Father, Qingshan was in a hurry in this battle, so he had no choice but to take Qing'er in the army, broke the military discipline, and asked his father to punish the child." Meng Qingshan knelt on one knee and arched his hands.
General Meng smiled heartily, "What is the punishment, my daughter-in-law of the Meng family should be like this, princess, have you been wronged in terms of food and accommodation in the army this time?" ”
"No, Qingshan treats me very well." Fang Qing smiled indifferently, her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Let the doctor at home call your pulse for a while to see if there is any illness in your body?" General Meng Lao was very affectionate this time.
It's just that although Tunchun and Liu Yun, who were sitting on the side, had a smile on their faces, they smiled with a hint of coldness, pursed their lips and said with concern, "On the way to the march, it was so bumpy, I don't know if this fetus has any impact, I must let the doctor take a good pulse." ”
Fang Qing and Meng Qingshan naturally lived back in their own garden, and after the camellia ran before and after, they were busy organizing the maids and women to clean and tidy, as if they were a new beginning.
"Camellia girl, this is Dr. Li from the second aunt's Taibei Garden, who came to ask for the young lady's pulse." A maid with a raw face entered the garden with an old man with a white beard.
"Oh, the second aunt is too much of a garden? Is General Meng's doctor not in the mansion, before, he asked for the young lady's pulse. Camellia hesitated for a moment and said sharply.
"The camellia girl has been out with the princess for more than half a month, and many things in the house are afraid that they have fallen, and the old man of Qian Zhuang is not lightly ill, and Dr. Li has gone to live in the village, and he has not returned to the house for several days, so I came for Dr. Li."
"Camellia girl, the doctor of the second aunt's Taibei Garden, the level is not worse than that of Dr. Li, besides, this is the second aunt's heart." With that, he took out a cold object from the cuff and stuffed it into the cuff of the camellia.
Before Camellia could react, the two of them had already walked straight through the lobby under the lure wolf and walked towards the bedroom.
When Fang Qing came to her senses, she took out the cold object from her cuffs, looked at it, and immediately took a breath of cool air, "This, this, this, this is not the best national treasure and jade in Ukraine...... Purple cloud ink jade? ”
"But why did she give me such a heavy gift or thank you for being such a little maid? Could it be ...... Groove cake, princess! ”
When Fang Qing chased him into the house, he was startled by the qi in front of him, and saw that the girl and Dr. Li were rolling in the house in all directions, screaming again and again.
Meng Qingshan felt when he heard this, and when he saw Fang Qing still wielding the whip of Zhongxinghe in his hand, he couldn't help but feel helplessness on his face, shook his head, and sighed lightly, "It's simply my ancestor." (To be continued.) )