Mrs. is broad-minded, extraordinary, has the ability to accommodate hundreds of rivers, and has the patience to take the hinterland of the enemy army while talking and laughing.

Facing Shen Cong'an's hesitation, Junchen smiled slightly, looked back at Xie Tanyuan, who was holding a teacup beside him and drinking lightly, his white and tender fingertips kept rubbing the pattern on the cup, and the smile in his eyes was even worse.

Only he knows how good this man is.

How fortunate he was.

……

After walking through the two garden gates, after the view is broad, you can see the small kitchen garden made of old tile bluestone, the old owner of this house seems to be very partial to osmanthus, and the small kitchen garden hides this osmanthus tree for many years.

In the lush foliage, the small pale yellow flowers bloom shyly, and the delicate flowers and stamens exude a refreshing fragrance, which stubbornly lingers on the tip of the nose, making people feel refreshed and addicted.

Under the osmanthus tree, there is an old and solid carbon stove, on which is a small casserole, which is exuding a white mist with a faint sweet smell.

Dressed in a green luan and long cedar, Xia sat on a small stool by the fire, holding a pu fan and gently fanning the vent of the stove.

She was distracted, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyebrows and eyes shrugged, and there seemed to be a depression gathering in her heart.

Unbeknownst to her, a fiery red carbon fell from the furnace and rolled down on the hem of her wide skirt, and the delicate and soft brocade ignited when it caught fire, and soon burned a hole.

Hearing only a soft 'oops', Shi Xia hurriedly put down the overly large pu fan, but before she could do anything, a person suddenly rushed in outside the stone garden, squatting in front of her and shaking the hem of her skirt slightly.

The blackened charcoal fire rolled down to the ground, leaving a small hole in the end of the skirt with closed eyes.

At this time, Zhou Shiren, who was afraid, poked her forehead and scolded in a dissatisfied whisper: "What are you thinking, just make tea, can you be careful, do you know that you almost spontaneously combusted?" ”

"Nothing." Shi Xia took two steps back from the place where he was poked, raised his eyes and glared at him, and said angrily: "I have seen it, even if you don't come, I can handle it." ”

Seeing her subconsciously retreat, and the distance between the two was lengthened again, Zhou Shiren's eyes darkened slightly, and he quickly put aside this heart-wrenching sour emotion, and softened his tone: "It's better to be careful, this dress looks precious, and if it burns out, it will be the silver of the white flowers." ”

I thought he was worried about himself, but he didn't expect that he was distressing about the silver, and Shi Xia, who felt that he would be mistaken, rolled his eyes angrily, raised his eyebrows and was so arrogant that he didn't choose to say anything.

"The dress was prepared by His Royal Highness, this flower is the silver taels of the East Palace, not your silver taels, even if I destroy a few more pieces, Your Highness will not say anything, what are you distressed about?"

After listening, the light in Zhou Shiren's eyes became even more dim, and his heart was shrouded in a lingering shadow, so that his tone was a little irritable, and he said angrily: "I know that the prince of the East Palace is rich and rich, I am just a small staff, and I can't catch up with the horse, you don't have to remind me again and again!" ”

The sense of grievance spread to his heart, and Shi Xia was startled by his suddenly vicious tone, and then took a step back, his eyes were inexplicably red, and his eyelashes trembled: "You ......"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Shiren realized that he was out of shape, his words were too fierce and unreasonable, and then he looked at the always rude Shi Xia, his eyes suddenly reddened, and he was at a loss for what to do.

"Don't cry, I just said it casually, do you want to destroy a few clothes, ruin me to buy you a new one?"

The tears of the people in front of her fell one by one, Zhou Shiren messed up, wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, and did not dare to offend because of the difference in the identities of the two.

When he gritted his teeth and risked revealing his dead body to wipe her tears, his hand was knocked down with a 'snap'.

Shi Xia used a lot of strength, and the back of his hand was red.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Shiren couldn't react.

At this time, Shi Xia was so angry that he rudely wiped his eyes with the back of his hand: "You are not only blind, you are also blind!" ”

Zhou Shiren, who couldn't react, subconsciously replied: "Yes, if I wasn't blind, would I be able to take a fancy to such a firecracker as you?" ”

Suddenly, the air between the two of them was quiet.

As soon as these words came out, Shi Xia gasped, looked at Zhou Shiren in a daze, and suddenly couldn't speak, a little suspicious of what he had just heard.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Shiren was annoyed, knowing that he had accidentally said what was in his heart, so he hurriedly changed his words and said dryly: "Yesterday's firecrackers were good, the sound was very loud, and the shopkeeper was very conscientious." ”

The red-eyed Shixia still stared at him, still not speaking.

Seeing this, Zhou Shiren was embarrassed, as if the last layer of fig leaf had been torn off, his face became extremely uncomfortable, and he unconsciously stepped back, not daring to look directly into her eyes: "You are busy, I still have to leave ...... beforehand."

There have been countless-for-tat confrontations between the two, winning and losing half, but this is the first time, Zhou Shiren fled without a fight.

She didn't even say anything, and the person in front of her seemed to run for her life, and disappeared in an instant.

Did he have a crush on her?

Shi Xia's heart is a mess, she is the woman of the prince of the East Palace, what is the difference between taking a fancy to her and committing suicide?

Is this man crazy?!

The teapot on the stove boiled violently, and the osmanthus fell on the coals, making a very slight sound, and Shi Xia suddenly came back to his senses, because of Zhou Shiren's inexplicable words, he was confused, and he reached out directly to take it in a daze.

"Hiss......"

In an instant, Shi Xia withdrew her hand in a daze, the sharp pain in her fingertips brought her back to her senses, and she hurriedly picked up the white cloth on the side and wrapped it in her hand, and then carefully lifted the teapot and put it in the tray.

Hurried to the antechamber.

The three of them sat together, except for Shen Cong'an, who was a little uncomfortable, the other two could be said to be acting freely, and they didn't feel screwed at all.

Seeing this, Shi Xia lowered his eyes and took a few steps forward, looked down, and sure enough, the teacups of the two people in front of him were empty.

She carried the teapot and carefully filled it without spilling a drop.

However, Xie Tanyuan suddenly tightened his brows, grabbed her hand and asked, "Why did you hurt yourself?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Cong'an subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced in their direction, and a trace of incomprehension crossed his eyes.

Sensing the displeasure in the eyes of His Royal Highness, the movements of Shi Xia's hand paused slightly, and then he smiled with concealed eyes, lowered his eyes and said softly: "I was accidentally injured when I was boiling tea, and I was worried about Mrs. Laojun." ”

She still behaved calmly, and did not have any other emotions because of this.

After Junchen raised his eyebrows, Xie Tanyuan calmly let go of her hand and said lightly: "Even if you were accidentally injured, you must remember to take medicine on time later, otherwise when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince comes back, I will think that I have bullied you." ”

Shi Xia smiled and responded gently: "Yes." ”

Shen Cong'an, who saw this scene, was even more surprised.

He remembered very well that the person in front of him was a celebrity next to the prince of the East Palace, and he had never seen her kind to anyone except for serving the prince of the East Palace.

But on the contrary, for the general's wife in front of her, she was willing to serve wholeheartedly.

Shen Cong'an was a little puzzled, as if he could figure it out quickly, and as if there was a thick fog lingering in front of him.

The fog obscures the truth of the matter, and the person who is deep in the fog may have a face that is different from reality, giving him the wrong guidance and making him unable to find the entry point for a long time.

After another quarter of an hour, Junchen and Shen Cong'an said: "Three days later, you and Shiren will set off to return to Beijing, if someone in Beijing jumps too much, then press it, don't let him disturb Madame." ”

As soon as these words came out, Shen Cong'an's face immediately became serious.

The general is the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, and now he is married to a wife who is powerless and unreliable, which is tantamount to becoming the target of public criticism.

Facing those ladies and ladies in Shangjing who seem to have cultivated into human perfections, I am afraid that once the general's wife falls in, she will be gnawed to the point that there are no bones left.

The general asked him to return to Beijing to open the way for his wife.

At this moment, Junchen said in a deep voice: "Don't forget what I told you before, leave the house as soon as possible, and let the housekeeper go to the treasury to get anything missing." ”

The corner of Shen Cong'an's mouth twitched, and he finally responded.

Then he turned and left.

……

It was night, the moon was hanging high, and a corner was still missing.

Qi Changrong was dressed in bed clothes and sat behind the bookcase to warm his book.

A hand came around from behind to carry her to the couch.

patted Junchen's arm, obviously Qi Changrong's struggle was not great, but Junchen's expression changed instantly, and he looked at her aggrievedly, like a well-bred cat, because he couldn't achieve his wish, he couldn't wait to stretch out his paws and scratch her twice.

But because she was reluctant, she could only retreat and rub her head against her ear, which was full of coquettishness.

How could Qi Changrong be cruel to him?

Unable to laugh and cry for a while, he relented, so he had to put down the scroll in his hand, lean against him with his strength, and put his hand around his neck, allowing him to press himself into the tent.

The green gauze curtain on the bed is slightly wrinkled, and in the haze, it seems that two figures can be faintly revealed, and the brocade is crumpled and stuffed in the corner.

The green yarn shook slightly, and Bai Shengsheng's hand stretched out from inside, grabbing the edge of the bed impatiently, but was quickly caught back by the other hand.

The two of them clasped their fingers tightly and swore to death.

Even Yue'er hid behind the dense canopy in shame and couldn't get out for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but Qingsha finally calmed down.

The quilt in the corner was casually pulled over and put on the two of them, Qi Changrong leaned his head on Jun Chen's neck, and discussed with him in a dumb voice: "General, after the Mid-Autumn Festival in Tancheng, can you go back to Beijing?" ”

"Okay."

Junchen's fingertips wrapped around her long hair, and there was a trick to play with, and when she heard this, she fell between her slightly wet forehead and asked: "After returning to Beijing, the news of my marriage to Xie Tanyuan will spread, and if anyone comes to visit at that time, I will inform them that Neiko has traveled a long distance and is unwell, so she refuses to see guests." ”

"From now on, Xie Tanyuan, who has become Mrs. Jun, will live in the mouths of others."