The two were so close that even the breathing could be heard by each other, Qingzhou raised her eyes, she had never looked at Wan Zi'an so closely.

In fact, Wan Zi'an's appearance is more like Ning's, although he and Wan Chongshan are uncles and nephews, but there is nothing similar between the two of them, Wan Zi'an has fair skin, handsome face, at first glance is a rich son who has never suffered, and Wan Chongshan is like a knife, his eyes are like cold stars, and his body is full of manliness, if you must find similarities in the appearance of the uncle and nephew, there is only their nose, the bridge of their noses is straight and tall, Qingzhou still remembers that Mrs. Wan was very proud to say to her, It's just that the men of their families all have good looks.

"What are you thinking?" Wan Zi'an gasped, and when he saw Qingzhou's distraction, he couldn't help but speak angrily.

Qingzhou didn't speak, she didn't want to look at him again, she just turned her head and closed her eyes.

Wan Zi'an was even more unhappy when he saw her like this, he turned Qingzhou's cheek and ordered; "I'll let you look at me!"

Qingzhou still closed her eyes tightly, her body was motionless, there was no charm of those girls in Yichun Lou at all, Wan Zi'an saw this, he couldn't help but be angry and annoyed, he tried a few times, but he couldn't make Qingzhou's body soft, he lost his patience, and he lost interest, only let go of Qingzhou's body, and said to Qingzhou; "You're a wooden beauty!"

After speaking, he didn't stay long, only straightened his clothes, and left the courtyard of the light boat without looking back.

It wasn't until he was gone for a long time that Qingzhou's body slowly relaxed, she opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, her clothes were a little untidy, and the exposed skin became more and more soft under the candlelight, she silently put on her clothes, and when she pulled up her long hair, the wide sleeves slipped off the jade arms, revealing a little red, which was her palace guard.

Qingzhou looked at the red point in a daze, she covered her sleeves, she knew that she was Wan Zi'an's wife, and between husband and wife, there will always be that day.

Qingzhou lowered his eyes and silently wrapped his knees.

Since that day Wan Zi'an left her yard, she has not set foot in her house for a few days, Forsythia has gone to inquire, only to hear that Wan Zi'an has not been in the house for a few days, only a few small servants, I think I also went to those wine shops and tea shops in Yanzhou, and went to the Goolan Theater.

Qingzhou didn't care, Wan Zi'an was not in the house, it was a lot easier for her, Yanzhou is located in the north, and it was already a biting cold in November, Qingzhou's body was weak, and he couldn't stand the cold in the north, so he stayed in the house these days, except for talking to Forsythia and relieving boredom, the rest of the work was doing some needlework.

When Forsythia entered the house, she saw that Qingzhou was sewing a pair of cotton boots, and she looked at it and persuaded her; "Miss, stop embroidering, watch your eyes."

Qingzhou just smiled, but still did not rest.

"Miss, who are you making these cotton boots for? I looked at my uncle's feet, but they didn't seem to be that big. Forsythia was a little confused.

"I have already made my uncle's cotton boots, and this is for my uncle."

"No wonder." Forsythia also bent her eyebrows, she stared at the needle and thread in Qingzhou's hand, as if she thought of something, she only suppressed her voice, leaned over to Qingzhou's side and said, "Miss, you said that the general is ..... Will there be any hidden diseases? ”

Qingzhou didn't understand the meaning of Forsythia's words at first, but when he came back to his senses, his face suddenly flushed, and he reprimanded softly; "What nonsense?"

"The slave is not talking nonsense, miss, you see that we have lived in the general's mansion in Yanzhou for so long, but we haven't even seen an aunt, what is the identity of the general, how can there be no aunt by his side?"

After Forsythia finished speaking, it was the Tao again; "And Mrs. Wen, she hasn't given birth to a son and a half daughter for more than ten years after entering the door, and the old lady only said that she couldn't have children, but maybe Mrs. Wen is not to blame for this, but the general...."

"Forsythia!" Qingzhou interrupted her, "You can't talk about uncle like this behind your back!" ”

Forsythia had never seen Qingzhou so serious, she suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and muttered; "The slave knows it's wrong."

Seeing her like this, Qingzhou calmed down, softened his voice, and whispered; "Uncle, he is strict with himself, so he is easy to control, don't talk nonsense, you know?"

Forsythia nodded as if she didn't understand.

Qingzhou couldn't bear to scold her again, only Wen Sheng asked her to go to the kitchen to serve some snacks, after Forsythia left, Qingzhou remembered what Wen had told him when he left Beijing, in fact, before coming to Yanzhou, she also thought that there would be a few concubines in the general's mansion in Yanzhou, after all, Wan Chongshan's identity was there, not to mention, he was at the right age.....

Qingzhou was out of her mind, she heard the door "squeak" sound, let people push it open from the outside, she only thought it was forsythia, but she looked up, but saw that the person who came was Wan Zi'an.

Seeing the cotton boots in her hand, Wan Zi'an's face sank and said; "Who is this for?"

Qingzhou did not deceive, "The weather is getting colder, I made a pair of cotton boots for you and your uncle...."

"Chen Qingzhou, let me tell you, you are not allowed to cook anything for him in the future!" Wan Zi'an didn't wait for her to finish, he interrupted her words sharply, Qingzhou was stunned, and when he saw that he was angry, he stopped talking.

"It won't be long before the New Year ends, and my grandmother and mother are urging us tightly, and he has already agreed to let people send us back to Beijing." Wan Zi'an opened his mouth, and did not call Uncle Wan Chongshan, but the word "he", but Qingzhou still understood who this "he" meant.

"Uncle he.... Why don't you go back to Beijing with us? Qingzhou asked.

"What do you care about him?" Wan Zi'an immediately looked at her, "He is a military general, and it is his duty to guard the border passes, what will we do with him when we go back for the New Year?" ”

Seeing that his words were so rude, Qingzhou only felt that it was not a taste in her heart, she turned around slightly, unwilling to talk to Wan Zi'an anymore.

"Pack up, and we'll leave in two days." Wan Zi'an has long been impatient with the desolation of Yanzhou, and whenever he thinks of the prosperity of Beijing, he can't wait to put on his wings and return to Beijing immediately.